Who is not Bai Yueguang?

Sister Rui curled up on the bench outside the ward and fell asleep.

She had a very long dream, as to why it was a dream?Because she always believed that Qin Kuan would not leave her behind.In the dream, Qin Kuan was lying on the cold operating table, and the door of the emergency room was slowly closing in front of her eyes. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Don't go, even in a dream, don't leave me alone.

She kept it like this, but there was a vague voice whispering beside her: He has suffered so much in this world for you, why don't you let him go?

Why?

Little by little, her heart sank into the cold water, as if this day really came, Qin Kuan was going to leave her.

She struggled hard to leave this dream.In a trance, it seemed that someone was really calling her name, and her shoulder was gently patted.Opening her eyes with difficulty, she saw Bi He with worried eyes.

Sister Rui's eyes lingered on Bi He's face for a while before regaining clarity. When she saw the wheelchair the other party was sitting in, she froze: "Xiaohe?"

"Don't sleep here, it's cold." Bi He said, looking at the half-open door of the ward, "How is Brother Kuan?"

Sister Rui sat up, looking a little lonely: "Just out of danger, but I don't know when I will wake up."

Bi He breathed a sigh of relief, and comforted: "It's fine, don't worry."

Sister Rui raised her head and rubbed her forehead, and then changed the object of her worry to Bi He: "How are you? I'm sorry...I'm in a mess, and I forgot to see you."

She frowned delicately, covered her eyes with one hand, and couldn't control her emotions: "I'm really sorry, I... At that time I could only think of you, I didn't expect them to be so cruel... I'm sorry... "

Bi He held Sister Rui's hand, feeling a little wet in the palm of her hand, it was Sister Rui's tears just now.He grinned at her and comforted her: "I'm really fine. When you're in danger, I'll come even if you don't call me. Sister, don't cry. I'll feel bad if you cry."

Sister Rui slapped him with tears in her eyes: "It's okay, what are you sitting on?"

Bi He took a breath of cold air with a "hiss": "Small injury! It will be healed in a few days, but you may not be able to heal if you hit it a few more times."

"Little bastard." Sister Rui rolled his eyes at him, her mood gradually returned to calm, she raised her eyes and looked around, she caught a glimpse of a figure standing far away and was stunned, "That's Master An's man ?”

When I asked about it, I didn't feel like it, and even felt a little familiar.

Bi He followed her gaze, rubbed his face and whispered, "No, it's me...a friend."

Sister Rui looked at him suspiciously.

The person standing probably sensed the gaze of the two people, and turned his head to look at them, and then walked towards them.

Sister Rui gradually saw the face of the person coming, opened her mouth wide, then suddenly approached Bi He and whispered: "Are you bluffing me, could Xue Qiao be your friend?"

All the TV dramas played by Xue Qiao were hits, and Sister Rui also watched them—following every episode.

Bi He rolled his eyes and raised his proud chin: "That's not true."

"Bi He's good friend" Xue Qiao came over, nodded friendly to Sister Rui, and then asked Bi He with a smile: "Are you done talking?"

There was a natural familiarity and intimacy in his tone, Sister Rui froze for a moment, and couldn't help but look at him.

Bi He actually didn't know how to introduce his current friend to Xue Qiao, but he still said seriously: "Let me introduce, this is my sister, Song Rui."

Sister Rui couldn't help interjecting: "It's not a kiss."

Xue Qiao smiled, and stretched out his hand politely: "Hi, my name is Xue Qiao, Shan Qiao Qiao."

He is a popular young actor. When he introduced himself to Sister Rui, he was like an ordinary person, with a polite and easy-going smile on his lips. Something very solemn.

His handsome face made Sister Rui almost blush, and it took a few seconds before she remembered to stand up, stretched out her hand and shook him: "Hi, just call me Sister Rui."

Bi He looked at Sister Rui like she was looking at an alien.

"Did I interrupt your chat?" Xue Qiao asked.

"Ah, no, no, no." Sister Rui withdrew her hand, looked at Bi He who was sitting in a wheelchair with her eyes open, and came back to her senses, "Go back to the ward for me, what are you doing to run around?"

Bi He opened his mouth and said angrily: "Who am I to care about when I come out?"

"Who knows." Sister Rui touched her long hair, turned around and wanted to enter the ward, but when she just put her hand on the doorknob, she turned her head and said softly to Bi He: "Go back and rest, I'm fine, wait Ah Kuan woke up and I went to see you."

Bi He blinked: "Okay then."

He looked at Sister Rui, both of them didn't have time to say anything, but there was always a chance later.After so many years of sharing joys and sorrows, they already have a tacit understanding similar to relatives.

When Xue Qiao pushed Bi He away, Sister Rui stood at the door, looked at their backs, and smiled softly.

She closed the door of the ward, and in the quiet room, Qin Kuan was lying on a pile of instruments and fell asleep. She sat down beside the ward, and wanted to shake his hand, but only lightly touched his bandaged fingers, No matter how hard I try, I'm afraid of hurting the sleeping person.

"Wake up quickly." She carefully pressed close to the uninjured skin on his arm, and said softly, "You haven't scolded me yet."

When Bi He returned to the ward, he suddenly remembered something, and just after being hugged and sat up on the hospital bed by Xue Qiao, he raised his head and asked the other party: "What am I doing now?"

Xue Qiao sat down beside him: "What is it like?"

"You...you can give me a mirror." Bi He said, "Mobile phones are also fine."

Xue Qiao looked at him, as if thinking of something, burst out laughing, and Bi He glared at him amidst his deep laughter.

Xue Qiao pulled out the camera of the mobile phone and handed it to Bi He. Bi He glanced at it, grabbed his hair and said unsurprisingly: "I forgot about it."

A few days passed, and the cheap hair dye had long lost its effect, and he turned back into that little yellow-haired fool, messed up from sleeping too long.

Guessing that he had seen enough, Xue Qiao took out the mobile phone in his hand, looked at the person on the bed a few more times, finally couldn't hold it back, stretched out his hand and snored his soft yellow hair: "It's pretty pretty."

Bi He stretched out his hand to protect the hair that was too messy to save, raised his proud chin and said: "That's right, the yellow hair in the whole street is not as good-looking as my master."

"Yeah." Xue Qiao nodded in agreement, looking at him with smiles in his eyes.

Bi He blinked and asked slowly: "Do you have anything to ask?"

Xue Qiao looked at him: "No. Just tell me when you want to talk."

Without waiting for Bi He to speak, he said again: "Although there are many things I want to ask, I still think it's better to wait for you to mention it voluntarily."

Bi He looked down at the white quilt: "Wait until you come back next time, I have something to tell you."

In such a sudden moment,