[Comprehensive] Favorability upup

Although it is said that the body is recovering at a speed exceeding that of ordinary people, after all, it is the first recovery from a serious injury. After two nights of trouble, Qingliu still obediently went to bed at ten o'clock today.

Of course, before going to bed, I still sent a message to my friend, blaming him for letting me dove again today.

I should be able to see the reply when I get up tomorrow... Put the phone upright on the bedside table, before going to sleep, Qingliu was thinking so turbulently.

She slept until midnight, Qingliu felt a little thirsty, opened her eyes, dazedly stretched out her hand to touch the water glass that was placed on the bedside table before, and after touching it for a long time, her fingertips kept hovering near the water glass, but she couldn't reach it. Point.It wasn't until someone sighed and stretched out his hand to help her pass the quilt into his hand that he gulped down the whole glass of water contentedly.

Taking a long breath of relief, Qingliu fell back on the pillow, squinting his eyes and was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly reacted, he swiped and looked to the side.

On the chair beside the hospital bed sat a slender young man, the moonlight coming in from the window shrouded him, vaguely outlining the outline of a handsome face.The young man quietly looked at Qingliu, who was still a little confused, in a black formal suit, and the white bandage wrapped around his left arm was unusually eye-catching.

"what……"

Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief, and shrank slowly into the quilt, "Injured?"

Her voice was very soft, and because she was not awake, she was a little hoarse. She rang out in the silence, and dissipated lightly in the air.

"En." The young man responded calmly, with a gentle voice, "What's the matter with your injury?"

"I'll tell you when I have time, anyway, you can't find the murderer." Squinting her eyes, Qing Liu yawned, and after she relaxed, sleepiness swept over her again, and her voice was a little muffled. "If you come here in the middle of the night, you're not afraid of me calling someone."

"I have no intention of waking you up." The young man said realistically.

"Well..." Qingliu responded softly, "...Is this what you've been dealing with these few days?"

"Ah."

"It's really hard work." Qingliu smiled vaguely, "I'll send you two bottles of potion in a few days."

The young man was silent for a while, and said tactfully, "No need, it's just a minor injury."

"...It's so ridiculous to say it..." Qingliu turned over, his right hand came out of the quilt, half of his hand was hanging in the air, and it was shaking for a while, "Are you afraid of suffering or something?" ..."

"Ah." The young man stretched out his hand and gently held her fingertips, and smiled noncommittally, "Maybe."

The temperature from the fingertips was so cold that there was almost no breath of life. Qingliu yawned again and struggled hard, but still felt that his eyes were stuck and could not be opened at all.

"What happened to your injury?" The young man asked again, "Before I came, I had someone check your medical records."

However, Qingliu didn't answer him this time, she unconsciously rubbed her cheek against the soft pillow, her breathing was even and gentle, and she fell into a deep sleep again.

The young man was silent for a moment, and sighed helplessly.

Qingliu didn't know when she fell asleep and when the other party left.

Anyway, when she woke up in the morning, there was no one in the ward except herself, but there was a thick stack of CD boxes next to the empty water glass on the bedside table.

After a cursory glance, Qingliu happily picked up her phone and sent a message to her friend.

【See it, thank you very much 030】

The other party replied quickly and very concisely.

【have a good rest. 】

Still vaguely remnants of last night's conversation in her mind, Qingliu yawned and replied slowly.

【I said... You won't be dealing with things early in the morning, right?I always feel that you will die suddenly sooner or later. If you have time, you should take a good rest. 030]

This time the news was delayed for a while, and the respondent also changed.

[I will pass on your advice to the chief, and I will ask Miss Qingliu to take care of the chief in the future]

Wow……

Looking at the expression on the last face, Qingliu couldn't help being speechless, put the phone away with a suppressed smile, and after washing his face, he was going to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

Holding the doorknob of the room, Qingliu suddenly remembered what happened yesterday. She looked at the time and thought that Yukimura's boy was probably running in the morning, so he must not hit him, so she opened the door with confidence.

"Snapped."

The door of the next ward was gently closed, Seiichi Yukimura who stood outside the door paused for a while, then turned to look at Qingliu who had just opened the door.

Hey, I said no, come on, really? ? ?

Is this some old fashioned love game? ? ?

Is it the kind of super old-fashioned game where the hero and the heroine meet all the time, and the increase in favorability depends on the chance to meet? ? ?

Looking at Yukimura Seichi, Qingliu fell into an embarrassing situation where he had nothing to complain about for a moment, because the plot was full of slots and he didn't know where to start complaining.

Qingliu: ...

Yukimura Seiichi: ...

I don't know why, but when the two saw each other, they didn't feel surprised at all. Instead, they were full of "it's true", "ah, we met again", this kind of very strange calmness.

"Good morning, Yukimura-san."

"Morning, Asahina-senpai."

"Didn't you go for a morning jog today?" Qingliu looked at the time. She went to bed earlier last night, so she woke up earlier when she woke up. If it was Yukimura's habit to run in the morning at that time yesterday, the other party should It's still outside.

"Did Asahina-senpai not notice?" Seiichi Yukimura blinked his eyes, his face full of doubts and confusion, he looked so cute, "It's raining today."

"what?"

Qingliu turned his head and looked at the window. At first, he didn't see anything. He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, only to find that it was not only raining, but also very, very heavy rain. The rain was already dense as if it wasn't raining of.

"really."

Qingliu said, "Then I can't go to the cafeteria."

Speaking of which, she subconsciously wanted to touch the phone and ask Asahina Yasumi if there was anything to eat, but it was only after touching the phone that she realized that the other party was supposed to be on the late shift today, and she should still be at home now.

"...If you don't mind." Seiichi Yukimura hesitated, "I still have bread over there."

"Many thanks!"

"...No need." Yukimura Seiichi sighed inexplicably.

After taking the bread, Qingliu went back to her room with a patter, and she had no intention of exchanging feelings with Yukimura Seiichi at all. After breakfast, there were always people who needed to leave the ward for various reasons. Yukimura Seiichi.

The second day, the third day...

—Is this guy really a stalker? !

On the fourth day, the two of them couldn't help having the same thought in their hearts, and they couldn't help but be vigilant when they looked at each other, but after a few rounds of deliberate inquiring, they finally found that the possibility was very low.

Because every time the other party appears, there is always a reason that cannot be refuted at all.

Holding the medical records that had been meticulous in the past but were pulled down today, she walked to the nurse's station. When Qingliu passed the corner, she was not surprised to meet Yukimura Seichi who was walking towards the ward with a cup.

"Meet you again, Junior Yukimura." Qingliu said dryly.

"Meet you again." After a moment of silence, Seiichi Yukimura couldn't help but let out a long sigh, his tone flat and without any ups and downs, "This is the third time this morning, Miss Asahina."

"I'm going to deliver the medical records." Qing Liu raised the medical records in Yang's hand, looked up at the cup in his hand, "What is this?"

"Infusion." Seiichi Yukimura lifted the lid of the cup, "I'll come out to fetch hot water."

"Hot water...?" Startled for a moment, recalling the conversation between the two at the door of the ward a few days ago, Qingliu looked at Yukimura Seichi, "Water dispenser..."

isn't it?

isn't it?

No! ?

Under Qingliu's embarrassing eyes, Yukimura Seichi sighed again, and then smiled helplessly: "When I woke up this morning, I found that the water dispenser was really broken."

"...Fate, oh fate."

Qingliu held back for a long time, but could only utter this sentence, with an inexplicable longing in his eyes: "Fate is really irresistible."

In fact, after reaching some kind of unspoken agreement, the two of them tried their best to keep themselves out of the ward these days, trying to prove that it was just some kind of excessive coincidence, but obviously, they failed .

"So why?" Said Yukimura Seiichi distressedly. He has always been an atheist, but the situation of the past few days has undoubtedly dealt a severe blow to his firm materialistic heart.

— with the hammer of objective idealism.

In fact, if you calculate carefully, you should be the one who got him involved...

Knowing that she should be in a strange and extraordinary stage, Qingliu thought with some guilt, she looked up at Yukimura Seichi, then sighed and smiled: "But this situation can't last long."

"what?"

"I'm leaving the hospital in a few days."

Qingliu, who almost won the good news by lying on the ground, couldn't help but beam with joy when he talked about it: "My brother will come to pick me up this Saturday, and I don't believe that after I was discharged from the hospital, this inexplicable coincidence still able to continue.”

Saturday.

Today is Tuesday.

Yukimura Seichi calculated in his mind that there were only four days left.

"Yes." He looked down at the girl's delighted smile, and responded softly, "There are still four more days to finish."

"Ah... Speaking of which."

Qingliu pinched the medical record book, struggled for a while, raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her who seemed to be perfect in every respect: "Before... When did your surgery...Xikimura-san?"

"what?"

"I mean, no matter what, we have to be friends with each other." This content seems to be discussed only among acquaintances, so Qingliu felt a little uncomfortable when he said this, "I should come and see when you have surgery... ...is that ok?"

"……Maybe."

At this time, Yukimura Seiichi suddenly realized that it seemed that there were only two days left before the deadline for him to agree to Dr. Ishida's decision.