In a groggy state.

Jiang Xubai felt as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, he was about to fall down when he staggered on the water, and suddenly someone stretched out his hand to him-

This hand is soft and warm.

Just like mom.

How long has it been since you felt such warmth?

The boy was half-asleep, his thin pale lips opened, and he whispered something.

Fu Yue didn't hear clearly: "? ”

She moved a little closer in Jiang Xubai's direction and asked in a low voice, "What did you say?" ”

The young man muttered softly and called out to Fu Yue for his mother.

Fu Yue's face froze: "......"

Silently support the forehead.

*

After arriving at the hospital, Fu Yue went to pay the medical bills first and waited outside the operating room for a while.

The doctor soon came out and explained Jiang Xubai's situation.

"This child is fine, most of the body is skin trauma, but the wound on his arm is a little more serious and needs to be put in a cast."

Fu Yue nodded to indicate that he knew.

The doctor pointed in the direction of the ward: "He shouldn't have woken up yet, he has already fallen asleep, you can go and see him first." ”

Fu Yue thanked the doctor, then pushed the door and entered.

Inside the ward.

The young man's sleeping appearance was like a beautiful picture, except for the scars on his body that ruined the beauty of the painting, and his long eyelashes were like crow feathers, densely spread in front of his eyes, and his skin showed an unhealthy pale.

Thin and delicate.

It is very different from the kind of bad boy in Fu Yue's impression who has a tattoo and a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, and fights at every turn.

Fu Yue glanced up and down at the sick beauty a few times, and her face was slightly strange.

This child looks like a little flower.

Pretty and soft.

Of course, it is only limited to the appearance of when she was asleep now, Fu Yue has not forgotten that the child just now asked her to stop meddling.

I went downstairs and bought some nutritious porridge for Jiang Xubai, plus a lot of delicate side dishes, so that he wouldn't be hungry when he woke up.

After doing this, Fu Yue picked up his schoolbag and went home.

She was going to come back tomorrow to see the child.

After thinking about it, Fu Yue took out a post-it note and a pen from his schoolbag and left a sentence for Jiang Xubai.

"Don't run when you wake up, eat something, or I'll beat you."

I'll come back to see you tomorrow.

- Yu Zhiweiliu"

That's right, according to this child's prickly nature, Fu Yue was very suspicious that he would run away when he woke up.

But tomorrow there is another class, and it is impossible for Fu Yue to accompany him to live in the hospital.

After writing the note, Fu Yue glanced around, but didn't find any suitable place, and finally pasted it on the young man's chest.

She nodded in satisfaction, picked up her bag and turned to leave.

She had already paid the hospitalization fee before leaving, and she was not afraid that the hospital would kick the child out.

*

Jiang Xubai woke up at night.

The entrance is the snow-white ceiling above his head, and the smell of disinfectant water lingering on the tip of his nose, this is obviously in the hospital, and it is common to come to the hospital in fights before, Jiang Xubai is very familiar with this smell.

After rolling over and sitting up.

The boy looked down at his plaster arm, and moved, and it hurt slightly, probably to the bone.

Who sent him?

Jiang Xubai's mind couldn't help but have this question.

A white and beautiful face flashed in front of her eyes, and the girl stood at the mouth of the alley with a schoolbag on her back and the strap of her schoolbag in one hand, and calmly said to him, "Your wounds need to be bandaged immediately."

He sneered, but accidentally pulled the wound at the corner of his mouth, and he hissed in pain.