The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

Tang Jiao had been lying on the hospital bed after eating a few bites of lunch. He didn't talk to anyone. He lay with his head to the right, so he could see the hospital rest area outside the window.

Many people walked back and forth, and some patients sat on the chairs for a long time.

Near the window, a little boy wearing a hospital gown appeared, holding on to a rehabilitation frame and practicing walking. He was so thin that he looked like he was only 5 or 6 years old.

He walked very slowly, but he seemed very happy. After taking a step, he raised his head and smiled at the woman squatting in front of him with her hands stretched out. His mouth was wide open and two front teeth were missing.

She looked back and saw the family members of the patient who had been living in the next bed for a month packing their things and leaving after a while.

"mom."

She closed her eyes slightly, turned her back to Fang Fang, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Is Brother Li next to me going to be discharged from the hospital? Or will he be transferred to the ward?"

Fang Fang didn't expect her daughter to notice, so she hesitated for a while before telling the truth.

"He...went into the emergency room this morning and didn't come out."

Tang Jiao was stunned.

As if she could not understand the meaning of this sentence, the real death around her shocked her, and Dr. Zhu's words suddenly rang in her shocked and confused mind.

"As long as you are alive, it is better than anything else."

Tears rolled down her face, covering her pale and thin face.

At this moment, Tang Jiao clearly felt the sharp pain in the suture on his head.

Just like seven days ago, the night after the operation when the anesthesia wore off, the pain was so painful that it could tear my soul apart, and throwing my head into the washing machine would do nothing more than stir.

She faced the wall, arched her back and bit her lip, saying nothing.

An old man with a loud voice lived in the hospital bed next to him, making it very lively.

She woke up in the morning and ate silently, took her medicine, took out the crumpled scripture book that her grandma had given her, and copied it quietly over and over again.

Looking back now, during the long period of hospitalization, I really saw many tragic scenes that I had never imagined. Among those who were tortured by the illness and cried bitterly, including herself.

Everyone gritted their teeth and endured it. Those who were in pain had no time to relieve their pain for even a moment. No one cared about whether they looked good or not.

I am lucky if I can still take off my clothes for examination, treatment, and surgery.

People who are sick are actually the most unable to retain this sense of shame.

She is a person who has died. Since she can still live, let's live well and strive to extend the battle line infinitely!

Tang Jiao unconsciously raised his hand, wanting to carefully feel the new hair on his head, but unexpectedly encountered a big hard and warm hand.

Xiao Jingchuan covered Tang Jiao's head with his big palm, skillfully rubbed the hair that could be scratched between his fingers, and smiled.

"The growth is gratifying."

It's only been one night, how gratifying it can be.

Tang Jiao was amused and avoided his hand: "You are talking nonsense."

Her voice was gentle and soft as usual, but it could be heard that there was more intimacy and familiarity in it.

"You're not talking nonsense." Xiao Jingchuan tilted his head again and looked at her face.

The girl's forehead was smooth, except for a slight scab on her brow bone. Her palm-sized face was fair and clean, leaving no trace.

He nodded in a good mood, gave a thumbs up, and shook it slightly towards Tang Jiao.

A soothing smile appeared on Junyi's face, with encouraging approval and natural intimacy in his eyes.

Tang Jiao received Xiao Jingchuan's signal and smiled with crooked eyebrows. She turned her eyes around to see if there was anyone else, and quickly raised her hand to give herself a thumbs up.

Lin Haojie stood aside and watched blankly as the two men were interacting with spies, making small moves.

Like a lonely outsider.

If he were a barrage machine, his complaints at this moment would definitely fill the entire classroom and rush out of No. [-] Middle School.

"What's going on! When did Brother Xiao know about it!"

"Isn't it unfamiliar? Isn't it unfamiliar? What's going on with this flirting!"

"It's the thumb again! What is the secret code of the thumb!"

"You guys make it look like I, a gossipy little psychic, have failed!"

Liu Haojie stared at Xiao Jingchuan sadly: "Brother Xiao."

Xiao Jingchuan glanced at him, implying a warning.

The students are divided!Brother Xiao is separated from him!Tang Jiao had only been here for a short time before he usurped the throne.

Xiao Jingchuan casually placed an exquisite breakfast box on Tang Jiao's table before sitting down.

"I took it down." Tang Jiao turned around and pointed at his face.

Xiao Jingchuan raised his eyebrows: "I saw it. Eat another meal to grow stronger."

"Thank you then~"

Tang Jiao happily turned back with the breakfast box in his arms.

In this case, let’s eat another strawberry Arnold!

Without the cover of the hat and extra points, the back of Tang Jiao's head is round and small, and his hair is so short that his fingers can't hold it. From the back, he looks like a perfectly shaped kiwi fruit.

However, he was injured elsewhere and left scars.

Tang Jiao's shoulders were very thin, and when he was sitting, his whole body was just a small ball.

Xiao Jingchuan went back to ten years ago in a trance. At that time, Xiao Qing was about the same age, very thin and had no hair.

But he is very capable of tossing things around and is a total troublemaker.

At that time, Xiao Sheng and his wife were very busy at work, and there was often only a live-in nanny and two siblings at home. Every time Xiao Qing didn't want to take medicine, she would coax Xiao Jingchuan, who was only 6 years old at the time, to help her plant the "seeds" in the garden, causing serious harm to her. He was beaten by Xiao Sheng.

Unlike Xiaoqing, Tang Jiao was always quiet, like a timid little rabbit.

Only when it is familiar with its fur will it occasionally poke its head out and bite your finger.

Xiao Jingchuan's dark eyes stopped behind Tang Jiao's ears, and his thumb unconsciously rubbed a sharp edge on the corner of the drawer.

Lin Haojie stared at Xiao Jingchuan, wanting to see how he would explain, but his brother Xiao kept staring at the back of Tang Jiao's head with a strange expression.

"Brother Xiao, what's wrong with you? She..." Lin Haojie lowered his voice carefully.

Xiao Jingchuan came back to his senses, glanced at Lin Haojie, and said solemnly: "Don't talk too much."

Lin Haojie glanced at Tang Jiao knowingly and nodded, then put his thumb and index finger together to close his mouth.

Chen Mili also arrived in the classroom. She was surprised for a moment when she saw Tang Jiao, but she didn't say much and sat down next to him as usual.

"Want to eat strawberry tart?"

A delicate strawberry tart was pushed in front of her. Chen Mili turned her head in surprise to look at Tang Jiao, who had not spoken much since the beginning of school.

Tang Jiao was a little nervous, pursed his lips, and added: "It's delicious."

He put his fingers against the snack and carefully pushed it forward.

Chen Mili smiled happily and said, "Okay! I really like eating strawberries!"

"Tang Zi, do you want to drink yogurt? Try it, this brand is delicious!"

The two little girls put their heads together like hamsters to share the food.

"By the way, Tang Jiao." Chen Mili took a bite of the snack and asked hesitantly: "Can I ask you a question? Were you wearing a wig before?"

After saying that, he seemed to feel that it was too impolite, and quickly added: "It's okay if you don't want to say it! I just can't hold back what I have to say. I definitely don't mean anything else!"

Chen Mili has straight bangs, a few freckles on her cheeks, and simple eyes.

Seeing her eagerness to explain, Tang Jiao simply admitted.

"Well, it turns out I had surgery to shave it off."

Chen Mili nodded in understanding.

Then I heard Tang Jiao chuckle and say a little self-deprecatingly, "It's a bit scary and weird, so I wore it."

"No way!"

She slapped her thigh and retorted: "You're so good-looking! There's a word for it. Peugeot! Yes! You look so pretty! You have a face with oval seeds, almond eyes, and the bridge of your nose is so high! Your cheeks feel soft and very So squeezable! If my breasts see you, I will definitely tell you which little girl is so beautiful!"

Tang Jiao was amused by her exaggerated description.

"Let me tell you secretly," Chen Mili leaned into Tang Jiao's ear and whispered, "That Lin Li seems to like you! He even asked me for your WeChat account before."