She will be gentle and loving [Rebirth]

Facing Shi Jia, Sang Shu stood up and walked forward. The dark gray short boots of Giuseppe Zanotti were less than ten centimeters away from Shi Jia's Martin boots. "Long time no see, Doctor Shi."

Shi Jia passed her, and Sang Shu was the kind of girl who, even though she was wearing the most youthful clothes, had a natural aura that could not be ignored, strong and mad.

"Why are you here?" Shi Jia asked, when she saw the paper cranes on the table, there were only question marks in her mind.

A person like Sang Shu who is shrouded in the spotlight doesn't look like he has the patience to accompany an old man with dementia here. Besides, Shi Jia is sure that Sang Shu doesn't know Teacher Song at all.

As soon as she finished speaking, before Sang Shu could answer, Teacher Song who was beside her had already held her hand and slapped her in the palm of her hand.

"Jiajia, why don't you welcome friends coming from afar?" Teacher Song said dissatisfied.

Shi Jia moved her lips and looked at Teacher Song, wondering how to explain to him that she and Sang Shu were not friends.

But before he said that, Sang Shu had already walked over, put a paper crane in Teacher Song's hand, and defended Shi Jia: "Mr Song Jiajia welcomes me very much, she is the one who took the initiative today. You called to invite me to come and see you! Don't misunderstand her!"

"Really?" Teacher Song felt relieved, patted the hand holding Shi Jia, and then made a movement that surprised both of them. Teacher Song put Shi Jia's hand in Sang Shu's palm, He said like an exhortation: "Then you have to treat our Jiajia well in the future. She is actually very timid and cries a lot, so please take care of her! But her grades are very good, if you don't understand your homework, you can ask her .”

Shi Jia's eyes turned hot after hearing this, and this scene made her feel dumbfounded.

Teacher Song's hands were as warm as ever, but now holding her slender hands, the palms were hotter than warm, and even made her feel extremely hot.

Shi Jia broke free slightly, wanting to withdraw his hand from Sang Shu's palm, but he didn't expect that the other party's force passed through her fingers, and at this moment, his fingers were intertwined with hers.

"Well, I remember, Teacher Song, I will definitely protect Jiajia in the future, so that you won't worry!"

Sang Shu's solemn words fell in her ears, almost making her unable to tell whether the other party was acting or sincere.

……

Sang Shu was dragged out of the ward by Shi Jia.

Standing in the front yard, Shi Jia's face was a bit ugly. She looked at Sang Shu who was still calm, and asked with a frown, "Miss Sang, what are you doing here?" She couldn't believe it was her yesterday. Dreaming and sleepwalking called Sang Shu and invited him to come to the nursing home today to spend the weekend together.

Sang Shu folded her arms, and behind her was a small stone table. She probably felt that standing was a bit too tired, so she simply leaned against the stone table, with one slender leg propped on the ground at will, one slightly curled up, and her fingers resting on the Knees, looking at the woman standing in front of him leisurely, smiled and said: "Oh, I came to see you."

Such blunt words did not make Shi Jia blush, but just made her feel confused now.

"Look at me?" Was there any friendship between them?

Sang Shu nodded, "I suddenly remembered that I'm going to participate in a talent show next week? It might be inconvenient for you to come over then, so I'm here to give you this."

As he spoke, Sang Shu took out a plastic-wrapped work card from his bag and handed it to Shi Jia.

It says "Internal Staff".

It's good not to mention this matter, Shi Jia couldn't help but blush when he thought of the manipulative operation this man had done in the hospital.

Sang Shu didn't look at her face, but took Shi Jia's hand and put the task card into her hand.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional in the end, her fingertips lightly touched Shi Jia's, then hooked her fingers, and slowly slid across.

This action caused a burst of electric current to flow and jump in the fingertips, making it numb.

Shi Jia glared, but looking at Sang Shu's calm face, Shi Jia couldn't tell whether it was Sang Shu's acting skills that were too good, or whether this subtle movement was just because she was too sensitive.

"I see, you can go back now." If Sang Shu wanted to find herself, but ended up in a nursing home, it would be reasonable.

But Sang Shu's plan is obviously very different from Shi Jia's.

"No!" Sang Shu smiled cheerfully... refused.

Shi Jia: "..."

"I want to stay here."

Shi Jia didn't understand what she was doing, but she still explained: "This is a nursing home, not your stage, so what are you doing here? Volunteering?"

The last three words, Shi Jia, are of course a bit ironic.

She didn't think that the second generation ancestor of a star like Sang Shu could do this.

"Okay!"

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him agreed immediately.

Shi Jia was a little annoyed. It was the first time that she bullied the people in front of her. She stared at Sang Shu's dark and captivating eyes and said, "Miss Sang, do you know what you need to do as a volunteer? Didn't you try it?" If you feel too tired, you can pat your ass and leave, and it is not a whim to pass the time, if you are just out of novelty, or other ideas, I advise you to leave here as soon as possible."

It was rare for Shi Jia to speak with such a calm face.

She knows that many celebrities now like to use public welfare and charity to restore their reputation after they have black spots. Nowadays, public welfare and charity have really become a brick, and they can be moved wherever they need to be.

She doesn't care what the purpose of the artists who donate money is, but she is tired of people who show off, such as volunteering in a nursing home, or going to a mountainous area to support education.

If you can't insist on "good deeds" that are just for eyeballs and fame, if they fail to be implemented, they will all harm people.

"Well, I know, but I'm not familiar with the business, so I'll learn from you first? Look, didn't I have a good time with Teacher Song before you came?" Sang Shu assured.

She didn't understand it before, but in her previous life, she lived here for such a long time, even if she looked at it, she could see it pretty much.

But Shi Jia was right in one sentence, she did have other thoughts.

She just wanted to get close to the person in front of her.

While saying this, Sang Shu put his hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him, pulling the distance between himself and Shi Jia extremely close.Even like this, they can smell each other's fragrance.

"Doctor, can you teach me?"

Sang Shu spoke in a questioning tone with a smile, but that way, from a distance, in the eyes of others, it was as if Shi Jia was being held in her arms and kissed on the face by her.

Shi Jia was taken aback by her action, and when she realized it, she stretched out her hand and pushed Sang Shu's shoulder away.

It's just that Shi Jia didn't expect that Sang Shuyuan was just leaning against the stone table behind him, but when she pushed her like this, Sang Shuyuan had no leverage on his waist, and she pushed him down on the table behind him.

Now this appearance looks extraordinarily... seductive and charming.

She was still standing between Sang's legs, but the latter had been pushed down on the table by her, and he didn't seem to be struggling to get up at all.

Shi Jia just wanted to reach out to pull him up, but Sang Shu was more difficult to deal with than she imagined!

"Doctor Shi, do you like such rough things?" Sang Shu lay flat on the stone table, looking at her with rolling eyes.

Shi Jia was so angry that Shi Jia didn't want to pay attention to it, she turned around and was about to leave, but when she just opened her legs, she found that Sang Shu had already entangled her at some point.

Shi Jia turned his head and stared at the person who was still lying down, his voice was tinged with anger: "Sang Shu!"

"I'm here!" Compared to her current annoyance, Sang Shu seemed to be having a good time.

Shi Jia: "... let go!"

Sang Shu: "Don't you like it?"

Shi Jia's face turned sakura-colored, and even her ears turned pink with shame at Sang Shu's words, she likes a fart!If it hadn't been for years of self-restraint to stop the irritable little beast in her heart, now she really wants to reach out and stop Sang Shu's mouth!

"I don't like it, let me go." Shi Jia suppressed her anger and said as she looked at the man who looked like a rascal in front of her.

After hearing this, Sang Shu seemed very disappointed, and sighed pretendingly: "I thought you liked such rough things, and I think we are a good match."

Shi Jia: "..."

What kind of bullshit is this?She doesn't want to hear it anymore.

Sang Shu didn't make it difficult for her, and let go of her legs after saying this.

Naturally, Shi Jia didn't want to stay with such a person behind him for a second longer, turned around and didn't look back to leave, let alone reach out to Sangshu to pull him up as he planned at the beginning.

"Tsk——" Sang Shu leaned back on her elegant swan neck, raised her head slightly, looked at the back without any trace of nostalgia, pondered for a moment, leaned on the stone table with her elbows, and sat up by herself, "It's so heartless!" she said to herself.

Then with a low laugh, he stood up and caught up with the person in front.

So what if you don't like it?There's nothing she can't do.

With such confidence, Sang Shu and Shi Jia re-entered the ward.

In her previous life, Sang Shu remembered that she had never met Teacher Song. In the first few months when she came to the nursing home, she lost her temper when she saw everyone, wishing to drive away all the people who visited her.

It's just that after driving away, only she knew how regretful she was.

She thought that she was not afraid of anything, and she was used to being willful all her life. She was a proud son of heaven, her career was smooth sailing, and she never lacked suitors before she got married. She only felt scared when the people around her were really driven away by her.The fear of being eroded by loneliness cannot be described in words.

Looking at the door, Sang Shu expects someone to push it open, even though her room is completely devastated now, and everything that can be smashed and thrown in the room has been thrown on the ground by her, smashing to pieces.

But her wish came to nothing, no one came, no one knocked on the door that she had closed tightly with her own hands, until, until that evening——

The fire and clouds outside rolled up thousands of colors, which was exquisite and exquisite that no pair of delicate hands could draw. But at that time, Sang Shu couldn't see it, and all the good things in the world had no meaning for her. It was also at this time, There was a knock on the door that she had closed with her own hands.

Then, she saw Shi Jia.

Shi Jia with red eyes, scarlet like Huoshaoyun outside, walked towards her.

"Did you eat? Are you hungry? Sang Shu?"

But her voice is gentler than anyone else, so gentle that it makes people feel heartbroken.

"Ask you?" Sang Shu felt someone push her arm, and she suddenly came back to her senses, only to see Shi Jia standing in front of her.

Sang Shu's eyes were still a little confused: "What? I'm sorry I didn't catch it just now."

Shi Jiachen took a look at her, and then repeated: "My dad asked if you would fold little stars."

Sang Shu nodded: "Yes, does Teacher Song like it?"

Teacher Song shook his head, and then rolled the wheelchair to the head of the bed, as if he wanted to take out some treasure of his own and didn't want others to see it. After blocking it with his body, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Shi Jia and Sang Shu on the balcony. Staring at them, "No peeking!" After confirming that no one around could see, he opened the cabinet and took out a glass bottle from inside with a rustle.

Shaking back slowly, he handed it to Sang Shu with a very solemn look: "Then, this, I'll give you this."

It is a very old wishing bottle, almost the kind of glass bottle that was popular more than ten years ago. It was the stuff of the youngest girl in various Taiwanese dramas that were popular in the mainland. Inside are various colorful little stars folded with plastic sticks .

Seeing that Sang Shu didn't seem to have much reaction, Teacher Song felt that his gift was not valued, so he needed to introduce it: "This is the return gift you gave me today, the thousand paper cranes, and you should accept it. This is We Jiajia gave it to me, and I usually don’t show it to others.”

Under Mr. Song's expectant eyes, Sang Shu showed joy on his face, "Really? So beautiful!"

She was very upright and said to Shi Jia with a face of admiration.

Shi Jia: "..."

Although she knew that Sang Shu made such an expression to satisfy Teacher Song, she was still very uncomfortable seeing it.What's more, Sang Shu even winked at Teacher Song when she wasn't paying attention.

Teacher Song felt proud, "We are very skillful."

"Yes, Jiajia is very powerful." Sang Shu said smoothly.

Shi Jia glared at her, but Sang Shu didn't seem to understand the meaning of her gaze, and blinked at her, "Jia Jia, what are you looking at me for?"

That "Jiajia" sound was really natural, as if it had been called thousands of times.

In front of Teacher Song, Shi Jia couldn't speak, and finally had to give up.

Teacher Song was very happy that day, and he talked a lot more than usual.Shi Jia is not a talkative person. When she comes over on weekends, she always pushes Teacher Song outside and chats with her about small things at work.But with Sang Shu today, Shi Jia never knew that the second generation ancestor could chat so happily with an old man of Mr. Song's age, and even made Mr. Song almost forget himself, and kept urging her to work in another ward.Even when Sang Shu was about to leave at night, Mr. Song rarely showed his reluctance for her.

"Will Sang Sang come to play tomorrow?" Mr. Song held Sang Shu's hand and didn't want her to leave. It took one day to change the name of Sang Shu from "Sang Shu" to "Sang Sang", which shows that Sang Shu's coaxing skills One spot.

Shi Jia stood beside Teacher Song, glanced at Sang Shu, and then answered first: "Father, Miss Sang also has a job. Next time, she will come to see you next time, okay?"

Teacher Song seemed a little disappointed when he heard the news, "Oh, that's fine."

What else did Sang Shu want to say? She really doesn't have time tomorrow. She was supposed to go to the arena today, but she was thinking about Shi Jia's side, so she postponed it by one day.

Looking at Teacher Song on the hospital bed, Sang Shu smiled, stepped forward and held the other person's hand: "Mr. Song, we have made an appointment to see you when I am on vacation next week, okay?"

Teacher Song's eyes lit up at these words, and he clapped his hands and nodded, "It's an appointment, I'll give you a little frog when you come next week!"

Shi Jia: "..."

Sang Shu smiled and nodded, as if he really regarded this as an important date.

Shi Jia sent Sang Shu out of the nursing home. When they were parting at the door, Shi Jia took a breath and said to the people around him: "You don't need to come over next week. My father has a bad memory and he will forget it soon. Go and do your work."

She didn't think that Sang Shu could really spare time to do volunteer work every week as she said.

But this time, Shi Jia was wrong.

The wind on the December night was chilly, and Sang Shu stretched out his hand to tighten Shi Jia's shawl. Before the latter stared, he stopped, and then smiled at her. That smile was so bright that even this moonlit night get hot.

"No way, Mr. Song likes me so much, how could I forget?"

Shi Jia: "..."

She had never seen such a brazen person like Sang Shu.

Soon, Shi Jia added a prefix to the shameless definition of Sang Shu in his heart.

"So Jiajia, remember to mention my name in front of Teacher Song more often, and don't forget me."

It's just that the last sentence, I don't know whether it refers to Mr. Song, or...Shi Jia himself.

—especially brazen.

Teacher Jia thought.

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