in the river island

There was no more excitement to watch, and the people around the door of the ward slowly dispersed. As soon as the nurse who persuaded the fight left, the family members of the next bed pulled the curtain between the two beds violently. In foreign exchanges, Yu Guowen didn't care about the other party's attitude at all, and stared at Lu Zaihe intentionally or unintentionally. Although he didn't say a word, he was short of expressly expressing Lu Zaihe.

"Uncle Yu, I'll bring it to you later. I'll be on duty at the hospital at night and I won't leave." Lu Zaihe said.

Yu Guowen raised his eyebrows after receiving the confirmation. He lifted the pillow, took out the lighter from under it, and went out with the only cigarette.

"Uncle, the smoking room is on the right." Lu Zaihe reminded him when he saw him go out.

Yu Guowen, who was going in the wrong direction, instantly switched sides.

The biggest gunpowder barrel in the ward left, and there was a whispered conversation on the next bed, Yu Zhou looked at the bed curtain with an embarrassed face, Lu Zaihe noticed that he pinched his hands with both hands, and his knuckles were white.

Lu Zaihe spoke at the right time, and asked in a low voice, "Are you going home tonight?"

Yu Zhou's attention was forced to divert, he nodded and looked at Lu Zaihe.

"How long?" Lu Zaihe continued to ask.

- leave in a while

Yu Guowen had finished eating, and the lunch box was still spread out on the small table, so Yu Zhou had to tidy it up.

"Let's go together, I'll go back to the emergency department." Lu Zaihe said.

Yu Zhou nodded, turned his back and tidied up the things on the table neatly.

He was afraid that Lu Zaihe would wait for a long time, so he didn't dare to delay at all, and Yu Guowen's lunch box was packed properly after three times and five divisions.

Before leaving, Yu Zhou wanted to apologize to the bed next door, but the tightly closed bed curtain did not mean to communicate at all. Seeing him in a daze, Lu Zaihe pushed his elbow against Yu Zhou's arm, and said softly: " let's go."

It was already past the meal time, but there were still many people eating in the inpatient department. The smell of fast food was particularly strong, mixed with the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, it was very strange. The two of them took the elevator together, and Yu Zhou followed Lu Zaihe step by step.

When the elevator doors were about to close, a shout came from afar: "Wait!"

Yu Zhou was the closest to the elevator, and when he saw a person pushing a wheelchair running in the distance, he immediately put his hand against the door.

The tall and strong man pushed the gray-haired old man a few steps into the elevator. The man smiled at Yu Zhou and thanked him.

The elevator was already full of people, and it was even more crowded with a wheelchair. Yu Zhou was forced to stand with Lu Zaihe, his back pressed against Lu Zaihe's chest.

He didn't dare to straighten up, fearing that if he straightened and relaxed, his hair would be swept across Lu Zaihe's face.

But Lu Zaihe didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he lowered his head a few inches, his breath brushed against the back of Yu Zhou's ears, Yu Zhou clenched his fists, and his earlobes turned red in an instant.

During this period of time, there are always people going up and down, and every floor has to stay. Yu Zhou's stiff time is infinitely prolonged. Yu Zhou raises his eyes and stares at the numbers on the screen. After a while, he wiped his hands on his trouser legs calmly, Yu Zhou pursed his lips and swallowed.

When the elevator reached the second floor, the middle-aged man pushing the wheelchair finally got off the elevator. There was enough space in the elevator, and Yu Zhou heaved a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to take a step to the right, the person on the other side suddenly walked to the middle position Accounted for, Yu Zhou is neither moving nor not moving, so he can only continue to stare at the display screen.

Never thought that time would be so difficult, Yu Zhou just felt that every second seemed to be prolonged for a long time.

"Hiss." A slight gasp came from behind, the voice was extremely low, as low as an illusion caused by mental tension.

But when Yu Zhou turned his head to confirm, he instantly knew that he had heard correctly. Lu Zaihe was standing behind him, covering his stomach with his hands, leaning his back against the wall, his face turned pale, and the corners of his forehead were covered with sweat.

Yu Zhou was stunned, the elevator had arrived, the door opened, and the people in the elevator rushed out. Yu Zhou was still observing Lu Zaihe's state, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him forward.

"Let's go." Lu Zaihe's voice was slightly lower, and it sounded like he had no strength.

Not knowing which tendon was wrong, Yu Zhou took advantage of the situation and grabbed Lu Zaihe's extended hand, half-supporting him to go out.

Lu Zaihe was taken aback by this sudden movement, and he couldn't help laughing when the two got out of the elevator.

"It's not that I can't walk anymore, I..."

Yu Zhou turned his face away, his brows were frowned, his expression couldn't tell whether he was more nervous or worried, he made a quick gesture, then froze suddenly, stopped in mid-air, and then took out his phone.

The smile on Lu Zaihe's face faded in an instant, and he couldn't smile at all in the face of Zhou's nervousness and concern.

Yu Zhou's fingers fluttered as he typed in the memo. When Lu Zaihe saw him delete, delete, and modify, there was only one sentence on the screen handed over to him.

--are you uncomfortable?

Yu Zhou's brows were still frowning, and through the screen, Lu Zaihe could see his face.

The inexplicable Lu Zaihe had an impulse, he wanted to reach out and smooth the marks between Yu Zhou's eyebrows.

"Well, my stomach hurts." Lu Zaihe restrained himself and did nothing.

—Is it because you ate too late?

Yu Zhou instantly recalled Lu Zaihe's excuse for having dinner last time.

Lu Zaihe couldn't express his feelings at this moment for a moment, his heart was like a full-blown balloon bursting on the border and was in danger, but Yu Zhou continued to fill it without knowing it.

Yu Zhou is too used to attribute all problems to himself, as if he is the root of all mistakes.

Seeing that Lu Zaihe didn't answer, Yu Zhou lowered his head to type again, finally Lu Zaihe couldn't help it, and said, "It's not that delicate."

"I often eat at this hour," he said.

Hearing this, Yu Zhou raised his eyes, then lowered them again, with a very serious expression.

——Because of this, I feel uncomfortable

"Actually, there are other reasons." Lu Zaihe said.

Yu Zhou looked at him, waiting for him to continue speaking.

Their eyes collided, and Lu Zaihe said, "I ate too much tonight."

That box of lunch was full, and Lu Zaihe didn't waste any of it. After suffering from stomach problems, his appetite decreased, and he usually only ate two-thirds of the portion at most. Sudden extra meals added a burden to his tired stomach.

——Leave it if you can’t eat it, I’m afraid you’ll have less so I add more

——Is it because of the photo I took for you?Actually, I don't mean to want you to eat them all.

After contacting Yu Zhou back and forth, he confirmed the conjecture, and felt that Lu Zaihe forced himself only to respond to him. Yu Zhou was upset, blamed himself and felt uncomfortable.

"Oh." Lu Zaihe suddenly sighed.

In the next second, his thumb was on Yu Zhou's forehead.

He still couldn't hold back, Yu Zhou frowned in front of him again and again.

"There is no other reason, nor is it because of anything you posted," Lu Zaihe said slowly, "just because I like it."

"The taste of the rice you cook is very to my liking, so I will finish it."

Lu Zaihe lowered his head, stared at Yu Zhou's face, and said, "I didn't blame you, and don't blame yourself."