The vicious supporting actress is the heroine's favorite

When Su Jimian came out of the shower, Du Qingqing was still guarding outside.

Seeing that her hair was wet, she was startled, and hurried forward to look at her wound, her face was also full of disbelief: "What's going on?"

"Didn't the doctor say to keep the wound from touching the water as much as possible?" Du Qingqing asked, almost terrified, "Mianmian, why are you..."

"It's nothing." Su Jimian shook her head in response, and smiled at her softly, "I accidentally got wet, it's okay, Miss Jin, don't worry."

That is to say, but it is not a "dot" at all.

Seeing this, Du Qingqing was helpless and distressed, and quickly turned around and plugged in the hair dryer, tested the temperature with her hand, and beckoned someone over.

"Sit here Mianmian." She said, took off her shoes and got on the bed, knelt down behind her and raised her hand to help someone gently remove the gauze, her brows were still tightly wrinkled.

It took about four or five days for the stitches to be removed after the head was stitched up. The doctor checked before leaving the hospital last night, and seeing that Su Jimian was recovering well, he immediately removed it for her, and then did a simple bandage.

Du Qingqing was a little nervous, her hands were shaking, and after a long time of fiddling, she finally managed to remove all the gauze.

Looking down, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the wound was only slightly red.

But his eyes suddenly filled with tears, as if he was the one who was injured, and while blowing her hair slowly with a hair dryer, he sniffed his nose, as if he was hurting for her.

Although trying to cover up, but the movement is still not small.

But after a while, Su Ji Mian raised his gaze.

There happened to be a big mirror in front of the two of them at the moment.

Su Jimian raised his eyes to look, and happened to be able to see himself through the mirror, and he could also clearly see the people behind him.

She found half clothes for herself, made tea for herself, packed her things, everything was clear, but looking at her again, she didn't even have time to change her clothes, she was still wearing the same clothes that one.

It was a beige pullover sweater dress with small flowers embroidered on the neckline and lace around the sleeves.

At first glance, it looked like a certain big brand of clothes, and she looked like a princess when she wore them.

That face was also fair, clean and pretty, with red lips, white teeth, bright eyebrows and bright eyes. I'm afraid there will never be anyone more beautiful than her in the world.

How could such a person be his girlfriend.

Su Ji Mian couldn't figure it out, remained silent for a while, and finally slowly raised his left hand.

Slowly stretched back, turned her back behind her, silently touched the corner of her clothes, then slowly tightened it, with a little force but as if tentatively grabbing.

Du Qingqing noticed her movement and thought it was because the temperature of the hair dryer was too hot, so she hurriedly turned down the temperature a bit and asked her, "What's wrong with Mianmian?"

"It's nothing." Su Jimian shook his head, gently retracted his hand, and said softly, "Try."

Try... is the person behind you real or fake?

Try to see if it is just an illusory dream, and when you wake up from the dream, there will be nothing.

The sound was very small, buried in the wind, and dissipated with the water vapor.

After blowing her hair, Du Qingqing called the private doctor and asked her to re-bandage Su Jimian.

After the dressing was finished, the meal was just ready in the kitchen.

"Let's go, Mianmian." Du Qingqing stretched her neck to smell the smell, and then stretched out her hand to Su Jimian happily, "Let's go eat, there must be something delicious today."

His eyes were bright, and there was a smile in his voice.

The same is true for the hands that stretched out towards her, even the nails are extremely beautiful, like small shells with their bellies raised, swaying under the shadow of the lamp.

It's so cute, you can't help but want to hold it.

Su Jimian paused, but finally passed her hand, and was dragged to the table to sit down.

As soon as I sat down, I heard the person in front of me yell: "Today we have chicken soup!"

chicken soup.

Hearing this, Su Ji Mian raised his eyes, as if some image slowly flashed in his mind.

Before he could catch it, he saw that Du Qingqing had already filled a bowl, and happily pushed it in front of him.

Both chicken legs were actually inside.

The soup is also very full, wobbly, as if it will overflow at any time.

It was quite a lot for her, but in the name of taking care of the sick, I only put a little into the bowl.

Picking up a small spoon, I put some on my lips and blew it. I felt that it was almost done, and then quickly turned around and stretched towards where she was.

Even though he had very little soup, the first bite was still for her.

Su Jimian's heart suddenly felt warm, and he was silent for a few seconds, but finally he tentatively approached and drank the soup inside.

Raising his eyes, he happened to meet Du Qingqing's smiling eyes.

I also heard her happily open her lips and ask herself: "Does Mianmian think it's delicious?"

"You used to make soup for me often." She said, "Mianmian's chicken soup is very delicious. I can drink two big bowls every time."

As he said that, he quickly scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth to taste.

Originally, he wanted to reproduce the whole scene for her, but Su Jimian's mouth had already been spoiled. Instead of feeling that the soup in the bowl was delicious, his brows subconsciously frowned.

He coughed twice in embarrassment, and before he could speak, Su Jimian suddenly spoke first.

Ask her: "Did I often make chicken soup for Miss Jin?"

Du Qingqing nodded: "Yes."

"Then do you like to drink what I made?" Su Jimian then asked again.

Du Qingqing didn't understand, so she said, "I like... I like it."

As soon as the words fell, Su Jimian stood up in response, poured back the two bowls of chicken soup, and asked the servant beside him to help him get the pot back to the kitchen.

Du Qingqing was surprised when she saw this: "What are you going to do, Mianmian?"

"Don't you like the chicken soup I made?" Su Jimian turned around in response, hooking her lips again and showing a smile for the first time, "So I'll try to make it clear."

Just like what I said when I was blowing my hair, try it.

But the meaning is different, maybe because I feel that I am needed, even the pitch is slightly raised.

Du Qingqing blinked, and hurriedly followed behind. Seeing that she had asked the servant where to place the seasoning, he quickly processed and remade it as if casting magic.

After a while, it turned into a more fragrant chicken soup than before.

There is even more soup than when I took it back, the meat is softer, and the color is also very beautiful.

Subconsciously raised his head, met Su Ji Mian's eyes, and heard her softly call his name: "Miss Jin?"

Du Qingqing quickly responded to her: "Yes!"

"Bring more bowls." Su Jimian said, her voice was very soft, and it sounded much gentler than before.

Du Qingqing didn't react for a while: "Why?"

"Didn't you say that?" Su Jimian smiled, "You can drink two big bowls."

"...Yes." Du Qingqing nodded quickly, and after a moment of reaction, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Du Qingqing who ate a meal was quite moved.

After the meal, the servant came forward to clear the table, fearing that Su Jimian would bump into it, so he quickly brought him to the sofa.

Watching her drink some tea and eat some fruit, she then called people into the house.

I wanted to ask her to come and sleep.

But considering that he was only a familiar stranger to Su Jimian at the moment, he was afraid that he would be frightened by too fast progress, so he asked Uncle Liu to build a small bed next to the big bed.

"Mianmian, tell me if you have any discomfort." She said, laying on the small bed with her head up and telling her worriedly, "I'll call the doctor right away."

"Don't be shy!" She said, gently grabbed Su Jimian's left hand, and told her with firm eyes, "I am your girlfriend, there are not so many twists and turns between us!"

After talking a lot, it was not until seeing Su Ji Mian nodded with his own eyes that he was finally willing to lie down in peace.

Turn off the light, say good night, and fall asleep after a while.

You can tell it's exhausting.

She stayed in the hospital for nearly five days in a row, and the person beside her stayed with her for five days in a row. He was busy taking care of her every day and was always worried. I'm afraid he didn't have a good rest at all.

Su Ji Mian sighed, staring at her sleeping face in the night for a long time, not knowing what was going on in her heart, she suddenly got up from the bed after a while.

He groped and got down to the ground, searched on the table for a while under the moonlight, found the pen and paper, grabbed them and walked out the door very lightly.

He went straight to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall and sat down. He put the paper on the ground, bit the cap of the pen with his teeth, and held the pen with a trembling left hand.

I wanted to draw something, but no matter how hard I tried, the hand holding the pen was still shaking, and the lines I drew were messy and ugly, as if a child had drawn it randomly.

It's really chilling.

After a long while, Su Jimian still threw away the paintbrush, didn't speak, and didn't go back, but leaned against the window decadently, staring at the night outside in a daze.

My thoughts returned to that rainy day, and my head began to hurt severely.

I can't think of much, I only remember that I bleed a lot, I only remember that the sound of the rain in my ear is unpleasant and noisy, and I only remember that I seemed to think of something before I passed out.

Fear and rejoicing, combined emotions.

However... now I can't remember clearly.

Su Jimian sighed, and gently closed his eyes, his heart was throbbing violently, his eye sockets were also sore, and suddenly tears slowly slid down his cheeks.

Originally, she was feeling sad, but she suddenly noticed a voice behind her.

"Who?!" She looked back in response, and found that a strange woman appeared in front of her, wearing overalls, not tall, but quite aura.

He walked straight towards her, then raised his finger and tapped her forehead slowly, and said calmly, "Mr. Mo, wake up."

It's like some kind of magic.

Su Jimian suddenly remembered something, and after a long silence, a bitter smile suddenly appeared on his pale face, and his eyes were no longer as empty as before.

Raising his hand to take the notebook from the secretary, he frowned and opened it, and sure enough, he saw the records written a few nights ago, one by one, listing a lot of feelings.

Her heart suddenly hurt again, but this time she did not escape or hesitate.

He raised his hand and slowly wrote a few words on it: the sixth day.