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Jiang Yan left earlier than usual today. It was not lunch time when he left the company. He drove to several catterys, intending to bring Su Xiaoyu here when he was discharged from the hospital.

When he visited the last house, he saw a puppet cat, which was very beautiful and seemed very obedient.

Jiang Yan immediately thought of Su Xiaoyu smiling softly while hugging the cat.

My heart suddenly softened.

So Jiang Yan bought the cat.

He felt that the cat was really well-behaved, watching people meow softly, just like Su Xiaoyu.

But Su Xiaoyu is a little cuter than a kitten when she behaves well.

For a long time after getting in the car, Jiang Yan was still in low spirits. It wasn't until he brought the cat home that Jiang Yan remembered that he was going to take Su Xiaoyu to pick it up. Why did he buy the cat back by himself?

Jiang Yan looked at the cat in his hand and was a little uncertain for a while.

What if Su Xiaoyu doesn't like it?

"Meow?" The kitten's milky voice interrupted Jiang Yan's thoughts.

Jiang Yan leaned over to look at it, only to see that it also looked at Jiang Yan very carefully, timidly.

A pair of eyes are like the winter sky, ice blue.

"So cute." Jiang Yan smiled softly, reaching out to tease it.

"Meow? Meow~" the kitten called softly and softly.

"When you see Xiaoyu, you have to act like a baby to him." Jiang Yan smiled, "If you dare to catch him, I will send you away."

"Meow?"

Jiang Yan was very happy, and after taking a few photos of the kitten, he gave the kitten to the servants at home.

Su Xiaoyu was lying on the hospital bed listening to the song Lu Yu sent him. After Jiang Yan returned the phone to him, he was not so boring.

Before, I could only flip through the picture album or stare out the window all day in a daze. Every day felt that the time was very long, but now I feel that I am getting up soon.

He was wearing dark pajamas, which made his complexion whiter, making him look a little sick.

Su Xiaoyu didn't like this color, it looked dull.

But he didn't like Su Lan's favorite color even more.

That time, he and Jiang Yan had an unpleasant fight over the pajamas. The next day Jiang Yan bought two sets of dark pajamas and washed them for him.

Clean, with a faint aroma.

When Jiang Yan brought the clothes to him, his face was still gloomy, but he held back his temper and didn't lose his temper.

Su Xiaoyu leaned on the pillow and looked at the dark sleeve, one of his hands was bound, the dark pajamas set off the white circle very conspicuously.

He pulled the sleeves of his pajamas over the white circle.

As soon as it was pulled on, Jiang Yan came in.

The wound has been covered, only the slender fingers holding the phone can be seen.

"Listen to music?" Jiang Yan took off one of his earphones and put it on his ear with a smile.

The young man's clear voice slowly flowed out from the earphones, like a clean spring, it sounded very comfortable.

The smile on Jiang Yan's face froze, and he took off the earphones.

"Why do you listen to his songs?" Jiang Yan frowned, his face a little displeased.

"What's wrong?" Su Xiaoyu took off the two earphones and turned off the music.

"Not nice."

"Not good?" Su Xiaoyu looked at Jiang Yan strangely.

Lu Yu's voice is quite unique, with a youthful air, and his singing skills are also very good. The songs he sings are always attractive.

"I don't like his voice."

"Okay..." Su Xiaoyu nodded slightly. Everyone likes it differently. Jiang Yan may just not like Lu Yu's voice.

"Why do you always listen to his songs?" Jiang Yan was a little upset. He had seen Su Xiaoyu listening to Lu Yu's songs with headphones on several times.

Every time he is not happy.

"Xiaolu will send it to me when he records it." Su Xiaoyu said with a smile, "And I also think he sings very well."

"I also sing very well." Jiang Yan said impatiently.

"You..." Su Xiaoyu stared at Jiang Yan with her pupils wide open.

"Do you want to listen? I'll sing for you right now." Jiang Yan looked serious.

"Huh? Okay... okay." Su Xiaoyu was a little dumbfounded, Jiang Yan actually wanted to sing to him...

Jiang Yan cleared his throat, but actually started singing.

His voice is different from Lu Yu's. Lu Yu's voice is clear, with a little youthful immaturity, sometimes a little rustling.Jiang Yan's is more mature, youthful and gentle.

Because in the ward, Jiang Yan didn't sing very well, and sang in a low voice, a little light.

Su Xiaoyu listened quietly, feeling very familiar in a trance, as if she had heard it before.

Same voice, same gentle tone.

He was stunned when he heard it, and was momentarily stunned.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Yan shook his hand in front of his eyes.

"Ah..." Su Xiaoyu realized, "It's nothing."

"Does it sound good?" Jiang Yan smiled, his spirits high.

"It sounds good." Su Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, eyes narrowed with a smile.

It sounds great, but I feel like I've heard it somewhere before.

"I'll record it and send it to you when I get home. I can also play the guitar." Jiang Yan smiled softly, with pride on his face.

"En." Su Xiaoyu nodded to Jiang Yan, smiling sweetly.

"Stop listening to his songs, just tell me what you want to hear, and I'll sing for you." Jiang Yan smiled, took Su Xiaoyu's phone aside, and covered it with a quilt.