Who is not Bai Yueguang?

After Bi He said this, he almost bit his own tongue, seeing that Xue Qiao really showed some astonishment.He blinked in embarrassment, and simply pulled up the quilt to hide in.

But one hand gently pressed his wrist, he struggled a bit, and instantly looked a little childish.He didn't know what to do, so he had no choice but to look away from Xue Qiao, but he didn't know where to look with guilty eyes.

He heard Xue Qiao ask, "Why do you think so?"

Bi He didn't say anything, saying that he had sold Qiuqiu and himself.

Xue Qiao probably didn't intend to listen to his answer, but kept silent for a while and then said patiently: "When I first saw Ming Xi, I thought for a moment that it was you who came back."

Bi He was stunned for a while, feeling a little stuffy in his chest, and didn't want to listen to it, and didn't want to interrupt him.

I heard Xue Qiao continue: "But I didn't regard him as you, I just think you are very similar to the same type of person, so I can't help but do some small favors within my ability when he needs it. When I can't find you, in places I don't know, there will be someone who will take care of you as much as I do. But, I can assure you - I don't have any other thoughts about him, I care about Qiao Mingxi, Absolutely no more than Qiuqiu and my other friends."

He paused at this point, seeing that Bi He hadn't spoken, he lowered his voice unconsciously: "Sorry, I...maybe really being too nosy."

Bi He looked at the swaying leaves outside the window, thinking that Xue Qiao is really a kind person.

Bi He has been wandering in Tongzilou for these years, and it is rare to see someone like him who will take the initiative to extend a friendly hand to others.

People only care about themselves and those they are related to, and they also take it for granted that one person's concern for another must be out of selfishness, profit, and love.

But many times, maybe that person, he is just kind.

Today, when many people have withdrawn their compassion and even despise other people's kindness, Bi He still feels that Xue Qiao's natural kindness makes him more handsome than anyone else.

Bi He is a person who seems to be thinking a lot, but in fact he is always hot-headed. He looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Xue Qiao.

This face is so handsome.He said in his heart.

Xue Qiao looked easy-going, and he was not a person who would analyze his heart with others when he had nothing to do. He sincerely told his accumulated feelings over the years, and said so much in one breath, but Bi He didn't respond at all, which made him forget for a while. how to speak.

He also wanted Bi He's response, but he was not sure how Bi He would respond.

Bi He stared at him for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Then do you still want to meddle in my business?"

Before Xue Qiao could answer, he slowed down his speech again, and said word by word: "I'm not the first love you knew, you still care about me... just me alone?"

said it.

Bi He was calm, but his heart was beating faster and faster, and it was about to pop out of his chest.

He waited for a while and didn't hear Xue Qiao's answer, but his heart didn't sink, because he looked at Xue Qiao's face without blinking, and didn't miss any subtle expression changes on the other's face.

He saw the light in Xue Qiao's eyes bit by bit.

The hand exposed outside the quilt was suddenly gently held, and Bi He's eyelashes trembled, allowing Xue Qiao to pull his hand up and wrap it in a warm palm.

He was surprised to find that Xue Qiao's hands were shaking.

Xue Qiao's voice was also a little hoarse, but it carried a reassuring atmosphere as usual.

"I've thought about it a long time ago." He said in a low voice, "I've thought about it for many years."

Bi He's heart floated into the cotton pile all over the sky.

Xue Qiao wanted to listen to him, looked down at him, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

Bi He didn't know why, and saw a smile on his lips, and said coquettishly, "Do you like me?"

Bi Heteng's ears turned red, and he stammered, "Wh-who knows."

Xue Qiao wasn't discouraged when he didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear, and said with a smile, "Then I'll take it for granted."

"Why!" Bi He widened his eyes and spoke in dialect.

Xue Qiao took it for granted: "You came back to find me first."

A person who is usually so stable, now has a childish smug smile.

Bi He froze, with a blushing face, he suddenly pulled out the hand he was holding, and grabbed the quilt to cover his face: "You are not allowed to talk about the meal ticket."

With an expression of "you are so cute", Xue Qiao pulled back the quilt covering his face, and covered Bi He carefully again. When Bi He was staring at him intently, he bent down and hugged the man with the quilt .The movements were gentle, even carefully avoiding his casted leg.

Bi He felt his silent breath, for some reason, it felt like hugging a big wolfhound begging for comfort.

Blinking, Bi He tremblingly stretched out a hand carefully from under the quilt.

Xue Qiao seemed to have another eye on the side of his head, and without looking up, he grabbed Bi He's hand with his big hand.

Then Bi He heard his deep laughter.

"Laughing ghost." Bi He rolled his eyes shyly.

Xue Qiao supported the bed with her hands, and met his eyes quietly.

The hand that the two held together changed its position, and the fingers interlocked.

Bi He suddenly said: "Do you want to kiss?"

Xue Qiao was caught off guard.

Bi He is shameless now: "Didn't you say that you wanted to kiss me before? It's so pitiful to think about it for so many years, my master let you kiss me."

So a gentle kiss fell before his eyes carefully and like a treasure.

Xue Qiao gently closed the door of the ward, and found that everyone in the corridor had left, and the long corridor was completely silent.

This is the deepest building in the inpatient department of the Second Hospital. The higher the floors, the fewer wards and fewer people come and go.It was probably An Jin's arrangement. Bi He and his friend lived on the top floor, and even the doctors and nurses would not come up and walk around at will when they were free.

Xue Qiao held the hot water bottle in his hand, followed the sign on the wall to find the boiling water room, took half of the pot of water and went out, and saw a tall figure standing at the end of the corridor from afar.

An Jin was on the phone, and all his concerns and worries about Bi He had found an outlet on Lao Long's side. He was an out-and-out second-generation ancestor, and everyone on the road should call Mr. An and Mr. An, even if he didn't He didn't want to care about Qin Kuan's life or death, but An Jin wanted to avenge Bi He's little leg injury.

He was talking on the phone coldly, looked up and saw Xue Qiao from a distance, and when he realized something, he hung up the phone and strode towards the other party regardless of the business in the middle of the conversation.

"Finished?" Without waiting for Xue Qiao to answer, he turned around and walked to the ward.

Xue Qiao was carrying a kettle filled with boiling hot water, walking slowly behind in obvious contrast to the anxious An Jin, and reminded in a low voice when An Jin was about to push open the door vigorously: "Take it easy, I'm asleep. "

An Jin was taken aback for a moment, and relaxed the movement of pushing the door.

At some point in the ward, the curtains were drawn to block the glare of the light.Bi He sank into the soft pillow and slept peacefully.

Before An Jin went out, he thought that his bag of drips was almost finished and he had to call a nurse, but when he came in, he found that there was already a new bag.

He didn't know how he could notice such a small detail, but suddenly he didn't dare to pull out the stool and sit down beside Bi He's bed, so he had to stand far away, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Xue Qiao gave An Jin a strange look, but didn't pay much attention to his reaction. He walked to the bed and poured a cup of hot water on the bedside table, preparing to drink it when Bi He woke up.

The eyelashes of Bi He's eyes are very thick, and they cast thick shadows under the eyes when they are closed.Xue Qiao really wanted to reach out and touch it, but held back.

At this time, Bi He, who was asleep, frowned in his dream, and turned his head a little uncomfortable.

The two people beside the bed saw it, and An Jin hurriedly took a step forward. Before he could say "Xiaohe", he heard a low murmur from the person on the bed.

"Ah Qiao..."

Xue Qiao didn't even have time to pull out the chair and sit down, so he just squatted beside the bed, held Bi He's hand and comforted him in a low voice: "I'm here, go to sleep."

Bi He fell into a deep sleep again.

An Jin looked at Xue Qiao as if he had seen a ghost.

He stood dumbfounded for a moment, then turned suddenly and went out.

Walking like an angry lion, I remembered to be gentle when closing the door.

He wanted to be quiet.

Qiuqiu followed Qin Liran step by step with the fruit basket in his arms, not daring to show his air.

Because of waiting for Qiao Mingxi, the show "Mingyue Cangyun" has postponed its starting time and has been rushing to catch up with the progress. Xue Qiao has a lot of tasks today, but he suddenly asked for a whole day off, and no one showed up on the set .

Xue Qiao has always been dedicated to his work, and he did not complain about shooting a big scene for four consecutive nights in the rain. Therefore, when the director saw that he himself called to ask for leave, he thought for a while and felt that something must have happened. For the sake of caring, he called Xue Qiao's manager again, sending concern on behalf of the crew.

So Qiuqiu was caught by Qin Liran with a serious face.

"Okay, okay, let me say..." Qiuqiu said tremblingly, "Brother Qiao only said that Bi He had a car accident, and I don't know anything else."

Qin Liran remained silent for a long time with a cold face before asking: "Which hospital?"

After arriving at the destination and getting off the car, Qiuqiu mustered up the courage to grab the sleeve of Qin Liran who was walking in big strides, and said timidly, "Well, Brother Qin, visiting the sick with empty hands...isn't that good?"

So in the end, she walked behind holding the fruit basket and crying lasagna tears, while Qin Liran strode ahead with the ice scum all over her back.

The two of them went up to the top floor, and just as the elevator door opened, two figures like hills suddenly blocked the way, so scared that Qiuqiu's fruit basket was about to drop.Seeing that the expressions of the two hills were not friendly, he swallowed it back with a scream.

"Who are you looking for?" the bodyguard guarding the elevator asked blankly.

Qin Liran's expression was colder than theirs: "Visit me, Bi He."

The bodyguard looked the two of them up and down, exchanged glances with his companion, and the other hurried away.

Qin Liran was not in a hurry, and waited silently on the spot.

After a while, an angry male voice was heard from not far away and tried to suppress it: "No one is allowed in, can't you understand people's words?"

Qin Liran frowned, and there was some surprise in his eyes, but it disappeared soon.

The male voice over there ordered coldly: "Get out."

Qin Liran took a step outside, turned his head suddenly when the bodyguard in front of him stretched out his hand, and called out in a moderate voice: "An Dong."