Lu Ziheng turned around and looked at the little girl. Her eyes were as red as a rabbit. He bent down and maintained the height in the same dimension as Shen Qinghuan.

Different from the joke that just deliberately teased Shen Qinghuan, his tone is also much softer.

Lu Ziheng thought that perhaps the tenderness of his life had been given to the little girl in front of him.

If a little girl occasionally acts coquettish on herself, his life can really be given to her.

"It's all over." He gently stroked Shen Qinghuan's thin back, and even said some relaxed topics in order to coax her: "I didn't know who it was a few minutes ago. If she said she didn't dress well, she would catch a cold. I suspect she just wanted to see me sick, so she hung it and didn't dress me well. What do you think?"

Shen Qinghuan secretly reddened his ears.

Lu Ziheng's clothes are only the last step away from wearing them. He only needs to cover up the crisscross scars on his back.

However, some traces are stationed in the heart, and can not be completely eliminated even with the passage of time.

After wearing his clothes, Shen Qinghuan's mood is not very high.

If Shen Haotian hadn't called and said that Yan Ruyu would come to the hospital later, Shen Qinghuan didn't know how to face Lu Ziheng like this.

"All right. If you don't go back, your mother will misunderstand us as the object. "

"Misunderstanding is misunderstanding." Shen Qinghuan is eager to misunderstand Lu Ziheng's affair with her parents, so that she can ask her if she likes herself as confidently as before her rebirth. If so, she will be with someone else; If she doesn't like it, she will let him slowly like himself.

Lu Ziheng sent another message on his mobile phone and didn't notice what Shen Qinghuan just said.

When sending the little girl out of the ward, Lu Ziheng didn't expect Shen Qinghuan to turn around and bump into his arms.

Although her arms were thin, she hugged him hard as if to increase the ritual feeling of the hug.

"Brother Ziheng."

Lu Ziheng was overwhelmed by this damn nickname. The little girl lay soft in her arms. It was like a pink dolphin doll she bought for her in the aquarium.

"You'll have me later." Shen Qinghuan's nose was a little sour. She said stuffy, "I will protect you from being bullied by others and hurt you again."

The rain outside the window wants to freeze for a moment.

Lu Ziheng used to be a person and used to such a life. Even if he wanted to be with Shen Qinghuan, he never said that all his ugly things had been brought into her world.

What happened last night was really an accident. He even said he didn't know why she appeared at that time.

Maybe this is fate.

What has been cut in previous lives can be renewed in this life.

Lu Ziheng hugged Shen Qinghuan's waist with one hand. It was very thin, but the feel was better than those accidents he had deliberately made before.

In my impression, it seems that only this time, Shen Qinghuan took the initiative to hug himself.

Lu Ziheng felt that my blood was frozen. He even felt vaguely whether he was still in the world.

His beloved girl was in her arms, and he was so strongly aware of his strong feelings for her.

What should I do?

Shen Qinghuan.

I really want to lose control of myself again.

If it weren't for Yan Ruyu's phone call, maybe Lu Ziheng would tell Yu Qinghuan everything he wanted to say.

Yan Ruyu doesn't know which floor Shen Qinghuan is in the hospital. Her voice in the receiver is so urgent that Shen Qinghuan feels like he has returned to the center of the vortex of public opinion.