Spoiled stand-in escapes

Wen Chacha helped her to the bed, tucked in the quilt and said, "Xing Chen will ask you to take care of her for a few days."

Times have changed, she didn't expect that when she saw Lang Ziyu again, things would have turned into this.

From now on, we can only be friends.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of the baby." Wen Jian patted her on the shoulder and said softly, then led everyone out.

With these two left in the room, the air became awkward.

Warm Chacha tucked the hair hanging from her temples behind her ears, sat in front of the bed and unscrewed the lid of the thermos, and the aroma of porridge wafted out.

"The doctor said that you can't eat too much oil now. I stewed some corn and shredded chicken porridge. Let's eat some first."

They have known each other for a long time, and they have met a lot before. Shu Wenqing has never seen this little girl so gentle.

Holding the porridge bowl, she took a spoonful of it with a soup spoon and gently placed it near her mouth and blew it to feel that the temperature was about the same before delivering it to his mouth.

"Try it."

The porridge that day was very fragrant, and the person sitting by the bed was also very beautiful. Shu Wen leaned quietly by the bed and looked at it. He would probably remember this scene for a lifetime.

Wen Chacha, the little girl who is full of thorns in his eyes, is actually very good at taking care of people.

"Tea tea."

"Ah."

"you......"

Wen Chacha took another electric kettle to boil hot water, and said to him while busy: "I promise you, as long as you can survive, we will try to fall in love, and I will not break my promise."

She looked very casual, but actually deliberately found something for herself to do, so that she wouldn't have to look directly at Shu Wenqing, after all, such words were actually embarrassing.

Shu Wenqing felt warm and aching in his heart, he wanted to embrace the little girl in front of him, but he felt the sense of dejection from his powerless body surged up again.

She is so good, much better than I imagined, do I really want to selfishly let her spend the rest of her life guarding such a "useless person" like him?

"You...you don't have to wrong yourself because of being grateful. You...I figured it out. You should live the life you want according to your heart. The two of us don't have to Together. Originally, you and I are not from the same world, and there is no benefit in forcibly binding us together."

In the quiet room, the water in the kettle was gurgling, and the warm tea was a little stunned. It took half a minute to digest these words.

What does it mean?Did he regret the knife after he realized it?

But......

A sour feeling leaked from the chest cavity. It turned out that when it was pushed away, it was so uncomfortable.

"Have you thought about it? I'll only ask you this time, and I won't ask you again in the future."

He looked at her, his heart trembled as he looked at her with a pair of watery eyes, Shu Wenqing squeezed the sheet under her body tightly, secretly bit her lip and nodded vigorously, "Well, I've made up my mind."

A heart that was picked up was crushed little by little, Wen Chacha looked at the boiling teapot, and poured a glass of water.

"It's good to think about it. The two of us don't have any love at all, but anyway, I am very grateful to you for saving me. You have helped me a lot before, and I have never had a chance to repay it. So, Ah Brother Qing, please let me take care of you until you are discharged from the hospital."

The person on the hospital bed felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't do anything, so he complied, "Okay".

......

Ye Bai was reluctant to let go of the fragrant and soft milk dumpling in his arms, but he didn't want to occupy his niece either.

Seeing that he liked it, Lang Ziyu pursed his lips and smiled, thinking of an idea.

"Ciyuan, where do you and sister-in-law live now? Have you bought a house in Hengdian?"

"No, Jane and I are living in a hotel now."

Ye Bai glanced at them, then at the dumpling in his arms, and couldn't help saying: "It's inconvenient to live in a hotel, and it's even more inconvenient to bring a baby with you. If you don't mind, come and stay with us for a few days." God, we are all friends, don't worry about it."

Lang Ziyu quietly raised his eyebrows and winked at Gu Ciyuan.

Gu Ciyuan lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "That would be disrespectful, but you have been living with Ye Bai since you got married, didn't you go to Ziyu's house?"

Lang Ziyu thought: No, I feel like I'm going to be tricked!

Ye Bai is rich and powerful, so he doesn't care much about these things, "You can come to whatever is convenient, you can live in anyone's house."

Gu Ciyuan looked at Lang Ziyu and laughed straight, "Aren't you going to bring your wife to recognize the door?"

Wen Jian and Ye Bai were confused and didn't understand anyway, so Wen Jian just kept squinting half asleep, and Ye Bai continued to play with the baby.

Only Lang Ziyu looked at Gu Ciyuan's ugly face and doubted his life.

He knew that Gu Ciyuan was not a good person since he was five years old, so why didn't he break up with him then, and why did he maintain a friendship with him for more than 20 years, ah!Exhausted!

......

Not to mention the return of these four people back home, in the ward, the patient who was cared for by his beloved girl seemed to be depressed.

Wen Chacha was busy, taking good care of him in every detail, but Shu Wenqing was visibly sluggish.

Of course, this does not refer to the body, but to the spirit.

While greedily staring at Wen Chacha's every move, he fell into a kind of extreme depression and panic.

In the dead of night, he lay quietly under the quilt, looking out the window at the stars and the moon, while warming Chacha, he fell asleep peacefully on a small bed that was specially used to take care of patients two meters away from him.

The person in the dark night raised his eyelids with great effort, reached out his hand through the waistband of the hospital gown, and touched the despondent little Ah Qing. Sure enough, he was dying. He was like a salted fish that was about to be dried in the sun. He took out his hand, and something slipped from the corner of his eye.

He was just a little reluctant, Chacha hadn't reached the estrus period, and the pheromones were well controlled, but he seemed to smell the fresh peach aroma, which smelled like nostalgia, expectation, and all good things. But in the end, it would all pass by the tip of his nose, and then dissipate into the distant air, never having anything to do with him.

The other person in the room was actually not asleep either, Wen Chacha didn't understand why God always joked with her.

She liked Gao Qun a little bit, and Gao Qun sold her out for the sake of others.

She liked Lang Ziyu a little bit, but that relationship was completely wiped out before it even started.

Now, she managed to muster up the courage to re-examine her relationship with Shu Wenqing, and when she even started to convince herself that this is her destined man, she was thrown to the side of the road and let her out , All psychological construction seems to be a joke.