The vicious supporting actress is the heroine's favorite

Du Qingqing spent the next three or four days with Su Jimian in the hospital.

Su Jimian's leg was fine, but his hand was seriously injured, and it was inconvenient to do anything.

So Du Qingqing naturally became her hand. Su Jimian wanted to order something, but he just raised his eyes and glanced over. In less than two seconds, the people around him could deliver the food on time and quickly.

She took such good care of her.

No one had ever been so nice to her before.

Although she claimed to be his girlfriend, Su Jimian still felt ashamed and didn't know how to repay her, so she simply opened the notepad of the phone and secretly wrote it down bit by bit when Du Qingqing was not paying attention.

Because my right hand is broken, I can only use my left hand. I put my mobile phone on my leg and poke it with one finger.

It's a pity that the speed is too slow, and it's hard not to be noticed.

"Mianmian?" Du Qingqing was peeling apples at the table, and when she turned around, she saw her poking her phone with her head down. She was a little puzzled, so she walked back quickly and looked down.

It turned out to be taking notes.

Du Qingqing looked carefully, and saw the title above at a glance, and then his whole heart twitched.

——I owe Miss Jin a favor.

1. She helped me buy a lot of fruits, which I usually like to eat but are not willing to buy.

2. She took me out to see the scenery, and told me to look at the sun, stars and moon when I was in a bad mood.

3. She wiped my face, told me stories, and massaged me.

4. She told me that everything will get better.

"..."

One after another, I don't know when it started to be recorded, but there are already a lot of dense piles.

It made Du Qingqing feel distressed and sad, and after a few seconds of silence, she finally raised her hand and pulled the phone out from under her hand.

It was quite large, causing Su Jimian to look up at her immediately, with doubts in her beautiful eyes: "Miss Jin?"

"Your head hurts, don't always keep your head down." Du Qingqing put away the phone casually, and coaxed her softly, "Besides, what do you remember?"

"I said I was your girlfriend." She said, picked up a toothpick to poke the apple in the bowl and fed it to Su Jimian's lips, telling her word by word, "There is no debt between lovers."

"Really." Su Jimian lowered her head slightly in response, her expression was heavy and she didn't know what she was thinking, and she said softly after a while, "But I don't remember..."

"As long as I remember it." Du Qingqing said, she raised her lips vigorously to look at her, her eyes were full of sparkling smiles, "I will remember it for Mianmian."

"Remember all the happy things from now on."

"It also helps you forget all your worries and worries."

The words were very light, maybe even I was a little embarrassed, so the voice was subconsciously very small, and there was a faint blush on the cheeks, which was more beautiful than the colorful clouds that the two of them saw together yesterday evening.

Su Ji Mian looked at her, his heart suddenly swelled, a little hurt, but it seemed to be suddenly filled by something.

It took a long time before he replied softly: "Okay."

It's only one word, but Du Qingqing is already very satisfied.

So he nodded and responded to her flatteredly: "Yes!"

Then he responded to her with a sweeter voice, like coaxing a child: "Mianmian eat apples!"

Being sick and hospitalized is actually very boring.

Su Jimian had nothing to do, and was too bored, so he fell asleep not long after lunch.

Du Qingqing also took advantage of this time to meet with the doctor again, to ask about Su Jimian's physical condition, and talk about whether he can be discharged from the hospital by the way.

The final result is OK, as long as you come to the hospital regularly for reexamination in a few days, and pay more attention to it, it will be completely ok.

After hearing this, Du Qingqing was immediately happy, and while Su Jimian was sleeping, he went through the discharge procedures, and then called Uncle Liu, telling him to call someone to pick him up.

By the way, bring some thicker clothes, the weather is too cold recently, Mianmian will be fine if she catches a cold and gets sick.

"Understood." Uncle Liu nodded, attaching great importance to this matter. As soon as he hung up the phone, he turned back and asked someone to find clothes, and then asked Xiaolin to go to the garage to pick up the car. Thickened cotton coat, came with a big package.

When Xiao Lin struggled to carry the package up, Du Qingqing was startled.

"Where did you find all this?" She was stunned, flipping through the contents of the package, with black lines hanging on her face, "Why is there still a cotton coat?"

"It was bought by Uncle Liu." Xiao Lin said, "You were not here for the past two days, and it was a little cold when we went to work in the fields. He was afraid that we would freeze, so he bought a large batch and came back, saying that this is warm to wear."

It is true.

Du Qingqing touched the thickness of the clothes, and then looked at the green and black fabric, feeling a little helpless and wanting to laugh, but finally nodded.

Just as he was carrying his clothes, he didn't know where to hang them, but when he turned around, he suddenly realized that Su Jimian had just woken up, so he didn't put them down at all, and went directly to the bedside to stand still with his clothes.

He smiled happily and congratulated her: "That's great, Mianmian, you can be discharged from the hospital."

"That's it." Su Jimian nodded, the corners of her lips were raised slightly, and she looked a little happy. When she looked up, she suddenly saw the clothes in her hand, and immediately asked, "Miss Jin, what is this?"

"Oh, I specially asked someone to bring it for you." Du Qingqing said cheerfully, "It's too cold outside, so wear this warmly."

After finishing speaking, he draped the clothes on Su Ji Mian's body.

It made people quite puzzled, and there seemed to be a question mark slowly popping up in their heads.

He lowered his head and carefully looked at the clothes for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "Miss Jin, can I ask something?"

Du Qingqing nodded: "Say it."

"I used to like to wear..." Su Jimian asked, really confused, "Is this kind of clothes?"

It makes people think that there is something wrong with their own aesthetics.

"No, no." Du Qingqing quickly shook her head in response, and quickly started to coax her, "The clothes Mianmian wore before are really nice, and they are all styles worn by fairies."

"This, this is..." Du Qingqing paused, turned his head and glanced at Xiao Lin behind him, then raised his hand and pointed in his direction, "This is the style he likes."

Kobayashi who was suddenly cueed: "???"

"Oh." He sighed, and quickly realized that he was forced to answer his own lady's words, "Yes, yes, yes, I really like this kind of clothes, I can't wait to wear them every day!"

He was very happy on the lips, but in private, tears were streaming down his face.

too difficult.

Because he could finally be discharged from the hospital, the air that had been silent and frozen for several days finally became a little bit happier.

Du Qingqing took out the hat and scarf from the package, carefully put it on for Su Jimian, carefully helped people tidy it up, and then helped her put on her coat carefully.

Very light, very light, never touched any of her wounds.

Even when he took her downstairs, because he considered that her right hand was injured, he moved to the left side of her body silently and gently held her left hand.

He took good care of people, and there was a strange and familiar heat on the soft palms, like a fire, warm and hot.

It seems that it can go straight to the bottom of my heart, and it makes people's hearts light up.

Su Jimian lowered her eyes to look at the hands they were holding together, she didn't know what she was thinking, and after a while, the corners of her lips twitched slightly, forming a slight arc.

subconsciously.

There are not many people on the road today, because the temperature has dropped sharply, and it is just in time for the weekend, most people choose to stay at home.

This brought convenience to Du Qingqing, the car drove forward quickly, and arrived at the destination in less than 10 minutes.

Didn't come back for several days.

Du Qingqing missed it for some reason, so she quickly got out of the car, took Su Jimian's hand, and led her slowly inside.

While walking, he told people: "In the past, when you were on vacation or when you were not busy, you would often come to the house to look for me. At that time, the weather was not so cold, the moon and stars were very bright at night, and the sound of insects was extremely loud. Nice to hear."

"So we will set up a grill at that time, hold a small party, eat meat and drink, and then go to the rooftop to watch the stars and moonlight happily."

Of course, you often kiss me in the beautiful night, hold hands with me, and tell a lot.

Du Qingqing smiled, and the strength in her hands tightened unconsciously as she talked, and the belief hidden in her heart became firmer, cheering herself up over and over again.

Will always come back.

She thought, looked up at Su Jimian, and conveyed her love through her eyes without hesitation.

Will definitely be back.

Those beautiful and sweet days will definitely come back.

"..."

It is inconvenient to take a shower in the hospital, so Su Jimian can only clean it up with a towel every day.

Uncle Liu had considered this a long time ago, so he asked someone to prepare hot water in advance, the temperature was just right, and he could wash it when he got home.

"Can I help you?" Du Qingqing opened the closet to help Su Jimian find her pajamas, then picked up the scissors and helped her carefully cut off the sleeves, telling her to show her hands with plaster casts, "Can you do it by yourself?"

"Yes." Su Jimian nodded, obviously a little uneasy and cramped in an unfamiliar environment.

Before Du Qingqing could say anything else, he quickly walked in with a change of clothes, and took the mobile phone in his pocket by the way.

Closed the door tightly and locked it, but did not take off her clothes in a hurry. Instead, she stood in front of the mirror and stared at herself inside for a long, long time.

I don't know what to think of, there are obviously a lot of emotions in the eyes that others can't understand, and it took a long time to finally move.

He struggled to untie his clothes, took off his trousers, and walked into the bathtub.

During this period, his brows were furrowed until he sat down slowly and was wrapped in hot water for a second, and finally managed to regain his body temperature.

His sight was a little empty, the injured hand was hanging, but his body had completely melted into the water.

Even his face, he let the water all over his body wet his long hair, covered his eyes, and poured into his nasal cavity.

She didn't come out for a long time, until Du Qingqing's voice suddenly sounded from outside the door, calling her nervously: "Mianmian?"

"Is the water temperature right?" She asked, she was really worried about Su Jimian's condition, so she kept guarding at the door, "If it doesn't work, you must tell me."

The sound is very pleasant, as if it can penetrate the water and reach the bottom of my heart.

Su Jimian finally sat up in the water, took a few seconds to relax, and then told her softly: "Everything is fine, Miss Jin, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he casually picked up the mobile phone that was placed aside, with deep gaze and stiff movements, he raised his hand, slid, touched, and opened another sticky note that Du Qingqing had never noticed.

What jumped out was an article of nearly [-] words, a lot of words, but only composed of one vocabulary.

--waste.

It is indeed a waste, a waste that has been injured, lost his memory, even his right hand is broken, and can't do anything.

It was written down every sleepless night, behind the back of the person who was always by my side, and typed down word by word.

Su Ji Mian sighed, his mind was very chaotic, and for some reason, he somehow thought of the scene when his mother came two days ago.

At that time, she was still holding some expectations that were unlikely to be realized, imagining how she would walk into the ward, what kind of emotions she would talk to herself, what kind of eyes, what tone, and what methods she would use.

Maybe I will feel sorry for myself a little bit, and I will give a few words of genuine concern that I have never had before, and take good care of her.

Like a three-year-old, daydreaming unrealistically.

Until... was severely crushed by reality.

My heart suddenly hurts a little.

Su Jimian paused, but in the end he still raised his index finger, and silently continued tapping on the trash.

After finishing writing, I just wanted to quit, but because of shaking hands, I accidentally clicked into another interface, which was the page about Du Qingqing, and there were three items No. 20 that she had just written down not long ago.

——Remember all the joys and joys, and forget all the sorrows and troubles.

Su Jimian's eyes changed quickly, and he sat silent for a long time, and finally reopened the note.

He raised his hand and gently removed something.