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The author has something to say: the song is "Floating" by Zhou Xun, a very nice song

Classmate Mu: I have no future with her

Mother Pomegranate: No, you have, and it’s a bright future ╰(*°▽°*)╯

Will classmate Mu kiss?

Chapter 8

"Can you give me a kiss?"

Mu Zhenxi paused for her to tuck the corners of the quilt, and tightened her fingers. Xiao Jin was less than an arm's length away from her, so close that she could see her reflection in her dark pupils. Her eyes were very dark. , looking at her with bright eyes, full of expectation.

Muzhenxi's eyes fell on her light-colored lips, and her breathing was a little heavier than before.

The corners of Xiao Jin's lips rose, and she consciously closed her eyes.

It was very quiet in the ward.

Xiao Jin didn't wait for the expected kiss. She opened her eyes in confusion, and saw that Muzhenxi was no longer by the bed. She raised the electric kettle in her hand nonchalantly, and said, "I'm going to boil some water, I'm thirsty."

Xiao Jin: "..."

What does a kiss have to do with drinking water? Could it be that she is afraid that she will lose control and that she will be thirsty and have no water to drink?Xiao Jin, who lacked practice, rehearsed the descriptions in some novels in her mind, slipped her throat, and swallowed.

She is thirsty now.

And her head, what if the kiss is deprived of oxygen?

Let's wait until later.

There is ample time.

Xiao Jin convinced herself.

Mu Zhenxi was still thinking about what to do if Xiao Jin lost his temper again, but he saw the other party smiling with his eyes bent.

Wooden Sleeper Creek is inexplicable.

Xiao Jin obediently put her right hand into the quilt, and said briskly, "I'm going to sleep, good night." Then she quickly closed her eyes, like an obedient child in front of adults.

She was actually not like this before, she was very powerful in front of her, which often made her blush and helpless.Now it may be that the self she is facing is too mature, which makes her show a childish side.

Muzhenxi's gaze softened unconsciously, and he said softly, "Okay, good night."

Xiao Jin thought of something, opened her eyes again, and said cheerfully, "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Muzhenxi couldn't help laughing.

"I..." She seemed to be about to say something, after looking at her seriously, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, her right hand tucked under the quilt lightly clenched her fist, and she closed her eyes forcefully.

Xiao Jin fell asleep quickly, Muzhenxi didn't boil water again, for fear of disturbing her, she simply washed up and went to another bed to sleep.

She folded her hands behind her head, stared at the white ceiling above her head in a daze, and gradually became sleepy after a long time.

***

The next day, Muzhenxi was sitting in front of the sick bed and peeling apples for Xiao Jin. Xiao Jin stared at her hands with deep meaning.When Mu Zhenxi saw her, she smiled and rolled her eyes. Mu Zhenxi always felt that she was thinking about something weird, so she lowered her hands and blocked Xiao Jin's sight with her knees.

Xiao Jin pouted.

Muzhenxi tilted his head, and the corners of his lips curled up silently.

The morning light that came in through the window shot from behind, illuminating half of her cheeks as translucent as jade.

When Dr. Wang came in to make rounds, he saw the scene in front of him, which was indescribably harmonious and beautiful.

He deliberately stood at the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door. Muzhenxi looked up, quickly put the half-peeled apples on the plate, stood up, his ears felt hot for some reason, and said, "Hello, Doctor Wang."

Doctor Wang smiled and said, "How are you all?"

Wooden Sleeper Creek made room for him.

Dr. Wang made inquiries as usual, put the pen into his chest pocket, then bent down to look carefully at the wound on Xiao Jin's head, and said, "It's healing well, and the stitches can be removed tomorrow."

Xiao Jin asked: "How soon can I wash my hair?" She has been lying in the hospital for the past few days, her hair is almost smelly from oil.

Dr. Wang said, "Three days after the stitches are removed."

When Dr. Wang went out, Muzhenxi followed him. The two were a few meters away from the door of the ward. Muzhenxi had a serious expression on his face: "When will her memory recover?"

Dr. Wang's expression became more serious, he pushed his glasses, and said, "It's hard to say, it could be a day, a month, or a year." The human brain is so sophisticated that doctors can't guarantee it.

Mu Zhenxi looked into Dr. Wang's eyes sharply: "Is it possible that he will never recover in his lifetime?"

Dr. Wang said conservatively, "It's possible."

Xiao Jin waited for Muzhenxi in the ward for a long time before she came back. Seeing a beautiful shopping bag in her hand, she forgot the annoyance of not being able to wait for so long, and her eyes lit up slightly: "What did you buy?"

Muzhenxi smiled, and took out a hat from the bag like a treasure. She originally wanted to make a "dang dang dang" music, but she was embarrassed.

Mu Zhenxi said: "You shaved a piece of hair when you got stitches on your head, and you are bald, and you can't see it when you wear a hat."

Xiao Jin smiled and said she wanted to try it.

Mu Zhenxi bought a soft wide-brimmed hat that would not press the wound, so he helped her up to try it on, and brought her a mirror. Xiao Jin looked very satisfied, but it wasn't long after she put it on , took it down immediately.

Muzhenxi looked at her suspiciously.

Xiao Jin said dejectedly: "My hair is going to stain the hat."

Mu Zhenxi laughed: "No, besides, don't you have to wear it when you leave the hospital?" It gets dirty early and late.

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