not a decent stand-in

In the afternoon, the door of the ward was gently pushed open.

Xiang Yindong came in with a food box, seeing that Zuo Tong was still asleep, he put it lightly on the coffee table.

The person on the hospital bed looked haggard, frowning even in his sleep.

Xiang Yindong's heart froze, and distress and guilt came to his heart unexpectedly.

He reached out to touch Zuo Tong's hair, but was afraid of waking him up, so he withdrew his hand and sat on the edge of the bed to watch quietly.

Xiang Yindong has never seen Zuo Tong's sleeping face like this.

The Zuo Tong at this moment is not the stubborn kid who likes to protect himself with poisonous words, not the resolute young man who shoulders the burden of the family, nor the bad friend who always speaks insincerely.

It was just the one who had been by his side since he was a child.

People who never thought of losing, naturally never deliberately cherish them.

All along, this person has concealed his feelings for him very well, so he didn't notice it.

If it weren't for rebirth, they might have lived like this for the rest of their lives.

That's why he is very fortunate now that God gave him one more chance to make up for the neglect of Zuo Tong in the past.

The corner of Xiang Yindong's mouth curled up into a smile, if he tells this person everything now, will he beat him up?

In fact, he wasn't afraid of being beaten up, he just wasn't sure if the reason why he had been pretending to be stupid all this time would really hurt Zuo Tong.

After all, the reason why I concealed the truth at the beginning was just because I didn't want to face his feelings.

And based on his understanding of Zuo Tong, for such a sensitive and arrogant person, deception in good faith is definitely more difficult for him to accept than direct rejection.

"What do you think?"

Xiang Yindong's thoughts were interrupted by a sudden voice.

The person on the bed had woken up at some point, and was looking at him with an unpredictable expression.

"No, I didn't think about anything...Is it much better?"

With concern on his face, Xiang Yindong reached out to touch Zuo Tong's forehead, but he dodged it without a trace.

This reaction was expected.

Xiang Yindong smiled wryly in his heart, shook the head of the bed as if nothing had happened, and poured him a glass of boiling water.

"Why are you here?" Zuo Tong picked up the glass of water and drank it down, his voice a little hoarse.

"Ying Zhen told me..." Xiang Yindong took the cup and pretended to ask casually, "Where did you go in the rain last night, why didn't you answer my phone?"

"I fell asleep when I got back, maybe I didn't pay attention..." Zuo Tong took it lightly, obviously unwilling to say more.

Xiang Yindong was a little puzzled, he thought Zuo Tong would question him about the birthmark, but unexpectedly, his reaction was to avoid it deliberately.

Such a scene made him want to explain, but he didn't know how to speak, so he could only tentatively ask: "Do...do you want to ask me anything?"

The ward was very quiet, only two pairs of eyes stared at each other.

Zuo Tong avoided his gaze, and said lightly: "I just wanted to ask you... do you have anything to eat? I'm a little hungry..."

Xiang Yindong sighed inaudibly, got up and took the food box from the coffee table.

"Old Wei's fish porridge, I went there to buy it just now, and I brought a copy for Ying Xiaohua... You eat first, I'll send it to him..."

After he finished speaking, he went out, but he didn't notice the person on the hospital bed staring blankly at the fish porridge, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Zuo Tong's mood of being forced to the cliff was suddenly dragged back.

Fish porridge from Lao Wei's private kitchen?

He can be sure that no matter how much homework he does, Wei Tianhan can't know his own preferences.

So who is this person?

Zuo Tong couldn't figure it out, but felt a splitting headache.

When Xiang Yindong came back after delivering the porridge, Zuo Tong had already eaten up the box of fish porridge.

He complained dissatisfiedly: "Hey, I don't know how to save some for me!"

Zuo Tong said lightly: "Who told you not to buy your own?"

Xiang Yindong rolled his eyes helplessly, forget it, you are the patient and you are the biggest, so I will not tell you, this is the last fish porridge for today.

After Zuo Tong finished eating, his spirit improved a lot, but his face was still haggard.

Xiang Yindong was concerned about his body, and felt that it was not a good time for a showdown, so he didn't continue the topic just now.

"I asked the doctor, and he said that if you have no strength, you can stay in the hospital for observation, and if you feel more comfortable, you can also leave the hospital."

"Then go back, I can't sleep well in the hospital."

"Okay, then I'll go through the formalities."

Xiang Yindong went through the formalities, sent Zuo Tong home to rest, and then rushed back to the company to deal with some matters.

In the evening, he just came out of the company and rushed directly to Zuo Tong's house.

Zuo Tong has already got up from the bed, and is nestling on the sofa, working with his laptop.

As soon as Xiang Yindong entered the door, he ran to the kitchen for a while, and then came out with a disappointed expression on his face: "I wanted to get you something to eat, but look, what kind of life have you been living in the kitchen? Not even onions!"

Zuo Tong squinted at him, and asked in a very incomprehensible way: "I don't know how to cook, why don't you buy green onions?"

Xiang Yindong didn't feel angry when he typed, and saw that he had been typing with his head down, so he went over and confiscated his computer, and messed up his hair.

"You say you bastard! How can you not get sick, don't know how to take care of yourself, and know how to work all day long!"

Zuo Tong didn't have much strength and didn't bother to hide, so he could only give him a hard look.

After sleeping all afternoon, his mind has cleared up a lot.

Although there are many unexplainable things about this person in front of him, his words and deeds are undoubtedly Xiang Yindong.

The uncertainty in Zuo Tong's heart was inexplicably relieved a lot.

It's rare to see him so smooth, Xiang Yindong heaved a sigh of relief, took out his phone and ordered some light takeaway.

Zuo Tong was lying on the sofa watching TV, changing channels with the remote control in his hand.

Xiang Yindong's eyes were dazzled, and finally he couldn't stand it anymore, he grabbed it and stopped on the sports channel.

The two of them watched the swimming competition quietly for a while, and Zuo Tong suddenly asked: "Do you still remember, when I was in the third grade, Chi Rui threw me into the swimming pool to learn how to swim and almost drowned?"

Xiang Yindong leaned back on the sofa, hehe laughed and said: "Why don't you remember, if I hadn't reacted quickly, you wouldn't have known which next family you were reincarnated to!"

The corner of Zuo Tong's mouth slightly raised: "You were quite clever back then, and you don't know where you learned it, and you know CPR!"

"During the summer camp, I'm just waiting to give artificial respiration to others! Who knows that it's a bad start, and it's cheap for you!"

Zuo Tong glared at him: "I'm the one who suffers the most. You later went around saying that it was your first kiss, as if I wasn't the same!"

"But that was really my first kiss!" Xiang Yindong said with a proud face, "When people ask me when I didn't have my first kiss, I always say it was ten years old!"

"Beautiful you!"

"Later, Chi Rui was kidnapped by his father and escorted to your house to make an apology. He is still the shadow of that guy's childhood...Thinking about it, it happened more than ten years ago!"

Zuo Tong didn't speak, but there was an imperceptible trace of inquiry in his eyes.

After being quiet for a while, he asked softly again: "When did we meet? I almost can't remember..."

Xiang Yindong rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then said uncertainly: "Five years old? Or six years old? The summer vacation of the first grade, you gang of troublemakers, bully me, a newcomer!"

Zuo Tong was amused: "Is that bullying? You have to test it, are you capable of messing with us?"

Xiang Yindong raised his eyebrows, and his smile grew stronger: "Fortunately, I'm smart, a hero came to save the beauty, and directly broke into the core of your gang!"

And the beauty in his mouth glanced at him coolly: "Would you like to be beaten?"

Xiang Yindong looked at him with a smile: "You want to renege on your debt? That's when I left a shadow, and I still don't dare to eat chicken feet!"

When Zuo Tong heard this, the light in his eyes flickered.

Although these things are not secrets, if you really want to know, it is not so easy.

If this person is Wei Tianhan, then who told him this?

Although he was confused, he still said nonchalantly, "Who told you to rush to the chicken farm even though you were so scared?"

"Isn't it for you?" When Xiang Yindong said this, he stretched out his hand and flicked the other person's forehead.

He knew that this guy was beating around the bush to try him out.

Zuo Tong is good at everything, it's just his mouth that doesn't match his heart, and he hasn't made much progress.

Since I was a child, I like to keep things in my heart, and my mouth is hard.

Zuo Tong touched his forehead, a little upset by his doting words.

He was eager to ask more questions, so as to drive away the uneasiness in his heart and convince himself that the person in front of him was Xiang Yindong.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Xiang Yindong jumped up from the sofa, hurried to the door, and took back the takeaway.

Zuo Tong's eyes dimmed obviously, and he knew that this topic could not go on.

Sure enough, Xiang Yindong had already devoted himself to the dinner business with great interest, and had long forgotten what the two of them were discussing just now.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening, and Xiang Yindong, who was full of food and drink, went to the bathroom to take a shower, twisted a hot towel in a decent manner, and wiped Zuo Tong's face and arms.

When he cleaned up the bathroom and came out again, Zuo Tong had already returned to his room.

The door was closed firmly, leaving him alone in the living room.

Xiang Yindong couldn't laugh or cry, this guy has been testing him for so long, why is he still worried?

I am also addicted to acting, so I pretended to be stupid on purpose.

Seeing Zuo Tong obviously tangled and worried, but unwilling to confess, I felt the pleasure of succeeding in a prank.

But he also understands that this is enough, otherwise he will not be the one who will be sad in the future?

Since the head is stretched out, it is also a knife to shrink the head.

Or, should I confess to him tomorrow morning?

Thinking of this, Xiang Yindong lay down on the sofa in a happy mood, and soon fell asleep.