I Just Want to Freeload on Your Luck

It's still snowing outside.

Mingxi leaned the umbrella against the wall and pushed open the door of the VIP ward to enter.

Fu Yangxi on the hospital bed was half leaning against the head of the bed, eagerly waiting for her to come.

But when the door was pushed open, she walked in, his face turned red quickly, his whole body stiffened, and he quickly moved his eyes away.

Mingxi took off his coat, hung it by the door, and walked over. Fu Yangxi's expression became more and more bashful and indignant. Finally, he arrogantly pulled the quilt up and buried his head in it: "Don't come here, Zhao Mingxi, you are wrong. The ward!"

Mingxi: "..."

"Fu Shao, then I will go out first." Xiao Li next to him turned his eyes around the two of them, basically guessing something.

He smiled and nodded to Mingxi: "You guys talk first, call me if something happens."

Mingxi said: "Okay."

As soon as Xiao Li went out, the ward became quieter.

The windows were closed, the tidy ward was empty, Fu Yangxi's coat was missing on the sofa, some untidy bandages were scattered around the bed, and the air was filled with some embarrassing blushing factors.

Mingxi leaned over, picked up the bandage, and threw it into the trash can. Then, she glanced at his hanging left ankle. She asked the doctor before she came in. The doctor said there was no major problem, except for a minor fracture, at this age. The boy's recovery ability is very strong, and he should be able to remove the plaster in less than forty days. It's just-too careless.

Mingxi's eyes fell on the arched quilt again, knowing that he would never laugh at this time, otherwise he would be remembered by Fu Yangxi for a lifetime.

She strained her expression hard, sat down on the chair beside the bed, and asked: "Where did you fall? Does it hurt? Is there any other way to break the broken ankle other than a broken left ankle?"

Fu Yangxi buried herself in the quilt and did not speak. Only a long leg with plaster and a little pointed ear were exposed.

The tips of his exposed ears became redder and he was about to bleed.

He wouldn't come out even if he was smothered by the quilt.

What a shame!

He has never been so embarrassed in his eight lives!

How could this be? !

This is completely indifferent to the cool tyrannical confession scene he imagined!

And she laughed at him! She broke his leg and laughed at him!

She said she liked him on the front foot, and laughed at him on the back foot! Wouldn't she dislike him just because he did such a shameful thing? !

Fu Yangxi's face was buried in the quilt and it rose to a tomato. He suppressed the uneasy feeling in his heart, and the whole person was a little unlovable.

Mingxi asked: "Huh? Why don't you speak? Have you all filmed?"

"Take it." Fu Yangxi tried to save her face, trying to make her voice a little magnetically low. It sounded like the voice of a very mature handsome guy: "It's not my problem. The slippers are too slippery. I don't know. Who mopped the ground last night, he couldn't do it in the morning in the winter!"

Mingxi said clearly: "That's for sure."

Fu Yangxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Mingxi smiled and stretched his tone: "It must be because the ground is too slippery, not because you are too excited to hear me say "I like you"."

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Mingxi: "Are you so happy, you heard me say you like you?"

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Mingxi sighed lowly: "Fortunately, I didn't say too much, otherwise I'm really worried about you falling harder."

Fu Yangxi: "………………"

Fu Yangxi clenched the quilt tightly, turned into anger, and shouted in the quilt: "Which eye of your eyes sees me so happy? I'm not happy! Why should I be happy? Isn't it just being confessed? What a big deal! Lord, have I never been confessed since I was a child? Is my experience good?"

"Really?" Mingxi smiled: "Did you hurt your face? Open it and show it to me."

Fu Yangxi's face flushed, and he grasped the quilt with both hands, only to tell the outline of his head from the quilt.

Mingxi reached out and lifted it.

Fu Yang Xi Ning could not die.

Of course, Mingxi was not as strong as him, and he couldn't pull the quilt out of his hands after a long time.

He couldn't see his face from left or right, only his ears were red to the point of bleeding.

"Then I'm leaving," Mingxi said deliberately, and stood up as he spoke.

The chair was gently pushed up by her knees, and there was a slight scratching sound on the floor.

As soon as Mingxi turned around, a slender boy's hand was stretched out from the quilt, and he grabbed her wrist in a panic.

Five fingers clenched tightly.

As if for fear that she would leave.

The corners of Mingxi's mouth can't help but move upwards, looking back.

Fu Yangxi slammed the quilt with the other hand, revealing a mess of hair and a handsome face with red eyes on the pillow.

He was furious and furious: "Zhao Mingxi, how can you be like this? Just after you have confessed on the front foot, you can leave when the back foot says to leave? Isn't this what is the beginning of chaos and the end?

He must suspect that Zhao Mingxi's likes are fake! Why do you like him the most in the world? I want to eat, date and watch a movie with him, and I want to hold him by the hand. Why doesn't it count after seeing him? What about holding hands? !

Haven't said a few words, we are leaving!

"I won't go, and I won't start chaos and give up." Mingxi sat down again and said: "I just want to see your face, who keeps you under the quilt."

Fu Yangxi blushed.

——Just want to see his face.

What kind of word is this tiger and wolf.

Why is the small mask so, so after the resuscitation...

"Did you not sleep last night?" Mingxi looked at Fu Yangxi's face carefully.

There were no bruises on his face, neither on his neck nor on his hands. She breathed a sigh of relief.

He wears a black wide-shoulder casual sweater, which makes his face paler, his lips are not bloody, and the delicate mole on the end of his right eye looks a bit tired.

Of course, it may be painful when the splint is applied.

But there was also some blackness under his eyes, and it didn't look like he was getting enough sleep.

Mingxi: "Brother Xi, I wanted to ask for a long time, do you often fall asleep?"

Fu Yangxi's attention remained on the hand holding Mingxi's wrist.

After he grabbed it, he didn't let go, and Zhao Mingxi didn't seem to pull out his hand either.

Fu Yangxi felt cold in her palm and her wrists were soft to the touch.

It's a girl's hand.

He lowered his eyelashes, feeling like an overflowing sweetheart, quietly thinking with shame whether he could hold a hand now-she said he wanted to hold a hand with him.

"Why do I often can't fall asleep?" Fu Yangxi raised her hand and flicked Mingxi's forehead slightly: "Why do you suddenly ask like this."

Mingxi dialed his bangs that he had messed up, and asked, "You picked it up as soon as I called. Don't you turn on the airplane mode when you sleep?"

At six o'clock in the morning, no matter how you look at it, it is still the dream time of a young master like Fu Yangxi.

Fu Yangxi was naturally shut down before, but recently things happened one after another. The Zhao family found Zhang Yufen. Zhang Yufen was in detention awaiting trial. Fu Yangxi was always worried about what might happen to Zhao Mingxi before the dust settled. So I got used to not shutting down.

Fu Yangxi evasively said: "No, I slept well."

"But you, insomnia?" Fu Yangxi looked at Zhao Mingxi.

If Zhao Mingxi hasn't slept well, it will be obvious that her dark hair will be more frizzy than usual.

And although she worked hard, she didn't scream.

Every time she went down to the dormitory, it was almost seven o'clock in the morning. So today she called him at six o'clock in the morning. His first reaction was that something happened to her.

Mingxi nodded: "Yes, I didn't fall asleep for the whole night last night."

Fu Yangxi was a little helpless: "I told you to rest for a few days. There will be a while before the finals. What's the rush."

Fu Yangxi raised her hand to rub Mingxi's hair: "I dreamt of doing Mathematical Olympiad questions again?"

Mingxi shook his head: "No."

Fu Yangxi paused: "?"

Mingxi looked at Fu Yangxi and said calmly: "I dreamed of you."

Fu Yangxi: "………………"

Fu Yangxi was caught off guard, and the roots of her ears suddenly turned red.

He tried his best to pretend to be nonchalant and tell himself that it was all trivial, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't restrain the ground.

"Yes, is it? Dream, what did you dream of?"

"It's just some messy thoughts." Mingxi said: "I almost wanted to confess it last night."

But last night there was so much courage. It wasn't until I saw something in the book this morning that my head got hot. As it turns out, it seems that some window papers are not that scary.

Mingxi looked down at Fu Yangxi's hand that was holding her wrist and moving her fingers up, and couldn't help but laugh.

As soon as Fu Yangxi was noticed by her, she dared not move her fingers immediately.

He tried to calm himself, but the physical redness on his face was completely uncontrollable.

He pierced his ears and waited for the little mask to say something nice.

As a result, Zhao Mingxi was not embarrassed, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Brother Xi, you are not bored, the indoor heating is quite adequate, or I will open the window for ventilation."

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Mingxi stood up and planned to release her hand to open the window, but took a step towards the window and did not move. Fu Yangxi held her wrist and did not release it.

Mingxi glanced at his hand.

"What's wrong? I opened the window."

Fu Yangxi's head was dull and reluctant, she finally held her hand, she went to open a window, and came back again, what excuse did she have to hold her hand?

Fu Yangxi said: "It's not boring, don't open it."

"Then I'll peel an apple for you. Have you had breakfast?" Mingxi said, seeing the fruit that Xiao Li bought and put there on the coffee table, and wanted to go to the coffee table by the sofa: "I'll come I have eaten it before. If you are hungry, let your driver buy some?"

But he still couldn't walk, his wrist was still held tightly.

Fu Yangxi's fingertips were warm and stubborn.

The strength is not great, but it just keeps her struggling.

Mingxi was a little dazed and turned to look over.

Fu Yangxi lowered her head, not looking at her. He looked a little tight all over, as if he finally got the most precious thing, and didn't want it to leave his sight for a second. He suffocated, and couldn't help blurting out: "Little mask, can you not go anywhere."

Fu Yangxi raised her head: "Can you sit down?"

Mingxi: "..."

Mingxi's face suddenly became hot.

She scratched her head and sat back on the chair again, with her hands on the side of the bed.

Fu Yangxi grabbed her wrist and released her fingers.

Just when Mingxi froze for a while, the young man's hand quickly covered him, his movements were light and intricate.

He and she finally held hands and shook their fingers.

In winter, the skin is dry, and the palms and fingertips of the two are touching, and they can feel each other's temperature, breath, and blood.

Fu Yangxi held her hand, her ears flushed.

Mingxi glanced at him and saw that he was smiling with his lips lowered, and his handsome eyebrows stretched out.

The corners of Ming Xi's mouth also bend slightly.

Very strange and tacit, the ward was quiet for a while.

Neither of them spoke.

The air is filled with Ruoyouruowu's ambiguity and scorching heat.

...

Fu Yangxi still felt a sense of unreality.

On such a snowy morning covered in silver clothes, the sky was still bright, and the whole world was asleep, he received a call from Zhao Mingxi without a clear mind.

Electricity buzzed in her ears with her voice.

At this moment, it was still whirling in Fu Yangxi's mind.

When she asked the first question, he thought she was going to say something to drive him into hell.

But never expected, she said that she also liked him.

It's like being released by one hand for too long, until the confidence is low to the bottom. When he was held back again, he couldn't believe his longing for a long time, and it came suddenly and pleasantly.

The little mask said--

like him.

He is the favorite in the world.

She finally fell in love with him.

The scorching flame that had disappeared for a long time seemed to be back again.

And it's more enthusiastic and more real than before.

What he was afraid of was washed away.

Fu Yangxi was suddenly thankful that she had been waiting, and after waiting long enough, what he had hoped for, finally fell into his arms.

Zhao Mingxi likes him, he is not afraid of anything now.

"So now--" Fu Yangxi said dumbly.

He still has a lot of uncertainty in his heart and wants to say, so now she and him are in love? Will she not regret it in the future? Wouldn't you say things like treating him as the boss again? Will she leave him?

"Now I don't remember what Shen Liyao looks like." When Mingxi heard him open his head, he knew what he was going to say. He quickly raised the hand he didn't hold and swears, and said with a heartache: "Now in my heart Only you. Puppy love, I only fall in love with you!"

Wait, it shouldn't be considered a puppies after being eighteen.

Fu Yangxi seemed to have been comforted, and the corners of her mouth rose involuntarily proudly.

But he stared at Zhao Mingxi, and what he said was sour and resentful: "I don't remember what the surname Shen looks like, but he still clearly remembers his name and the movies he saw with him..."

"All forgotten! Shen what? Shen Dongmei? What winter? What plum?" Mingxi said, "God, I have amnesia, why have I forgotten all the movies! Next time I will watch it with you!"

Fu Yangxi's ear roots are all red: "Then you still disliked me for being fat--"

Mingxi swears to the sky that she never disliked Fu Yangxi for being fat!

She is more wronged than Dou E!

"Fu Yangxi, you can't rely on me for your own brain supplements!" Mingxi shouted: "Look at yours, isn't it right? It's 1.8 meters tall. You look thin when you dress, and you have flesh when you take off. It completely hits my aesthetics. Orientation! No more, no more!"

The tail of the bird in Fu Yangxi's heart was already up.

He said: "Are you sure that it completely hits your aesthetic orientation? What about Shen Liyao, he doesn't fit your aesthetics, and you still chase him? You still go to the broadcasting room to guard him every week, and you have so many pictures with him also--"

As he talked, Fu Yangxi was filled with righteous indignation: "You still know what flavor he likes, and he was photographed enrolling students with him, passing him milk tea, and you still go to a western restaurant to eat..."

"..." Mingxi was chaotic in the wind, and she suspected that she would not be able to get through the matter of'Shen Liyao' in this life!

Mingxi wants to go back to the dark shark to chase after Shen Liyao's self!

Young people don’t know that first love is expensive, and a misstep becomes eternal regret!

"Wait, how do you know these things?" Mingxi turned his mind and looked at Fu Yangxi, suddenly couldn't help but smile: "Have you checked it out? Did you like me a long time ago?"

Of course Fu Yangxi was killed and refused to admit it: "Zhao Mingxi, talking about you now, don't try to change the subject.

Seeing his face reddened, Mingxi thought about it, the more he thought it might be so, he couldn't help asking: "When did you start? When did you like me?"

"Could it be-the day I took me back to Tongcheng -?"

"No." Mingxi happily guessed: "Maybe it started before then, otherwise what are you doing so nice to me."

At that time, Ming Xi only thought that Fu Yangxi treated her brothers so well. She had seen him treat the girls who confessed by squeezing Qian Zhihe directly. She had never thought about that.

"Is it the day you gave me the phone case?"

"Wait." Mingxi suddenly realized: "What gang phone case, you wanted to get a couple phone case back then, but I'm sorry to say it?!"

Fu Yangxi: "..."

Fu Yangxi's face became redder and turned her head away.

Mingxi was almost laughing to death, and couldn't help but knelt on the bed with one knee, and poke his red tomato handsome face with his finger: "What are you hiding?"

"What else? "My driver bought a lot. I can't finish it. You can help me solve the rest." Mingxi mimicked Fu Yangxi's tone vividly.

Now that I think about it, these things are still very clear in her mind.

She smiled in shock: "So you bought me breakfast that day?!"

"Enough! Little mask." Fu Yangxi was forced by her to have nowhere to escape. She leaned back and stuck it on the wall of the bed, her face flushed with blood.

Seeing that Zhao Mingxi was still laughing, Fu Yangxi wanted to lift the quilt to cover his head again.