Chapter 37

Zhou Yi woke up vaguely, and the pungent smell of disinfectant went straight to his brain. He looked at the white decoration around him, and a wisp of bitter smile came out of his mouth. He bit his teeth and tried to sit up.

"I... I'm not dead yet?"

Shu Cheng leaned against the door of the hospital with his hands around his chest and quietly looked at the people on the hospital bed. His lazy voice sounded in the ward, "of course you're not dead, but your goods have cheated me a lot of money."

"Come on, I don't want my money to spend inexplicably. Tell me. What's the matter with your wine making?" Shu Cheng walked into the ward with elegant demeanor and long clothes. She found a chair and naturally picked up the fruit placed on the cabinet next to the hospital bed. She took a knife and cut the apple. "Why? Use dichlorvos as a coke and drink your 80 cents and 12 Jin head?"

Zhou Yi looked at the young man who was lazy, elegant but vicious. He couldn't help shaking his mind. He tried to squeeze a smile from his face, "orange, you see, my hair has changed, and my hair has been dyed back as you asked..."

Silly lack... The yellow hair on the head has changed color?! That's all right? You think I'm blind?

Shu Cheng did not lift, continued to peel the apple in his hands, and kept on tucking away in his heart. He didn't make complaints about the superficial radian. Smile.

"Don't change the subject! Talk about wine."

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"Orange, i... have I always been too naive... Have I always been regarded as a fool?" Zhou Yi raised his head, closed his eyes, and his faint voice was sad in the whole ward.

Shu Cheng's hand peeled the apple and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Zhou Yi's words like small stones aroused the ripples of the ocean in Shu Cheng's eyes.

Shu Cheng didn't speak. She knew that what the middle school sophomore needed was not an answer, but a friend to listen.

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Life is sometimes so dramatic. The young man who was still in high spirits a few days ago is now very powerless lying in the hospital bed. A few days ago, he quarreled with his parents and ran away from home, but now he can't find anyone who wants to quarrel

Zhou Yi never thought that his temporary righteousness had caused trouble, which made his parents pay the price of their lives.

Zhou Yi closes his eyes. The quarrels with his parents in the past seem to have become beautiful. He can't help crying, but his eyes are red and his tears are rolling

Dad... Mom

My son is unfilial

I know I'm wrong... Will you come back?

Shu Cheng's deep starlike eyes looked at the boy who sobbed from childhood to crying with his head buried between his knees. There seemed to be more sympathy in his eyes. Every cynic will grow up because of the baptism of life and society

He... Is also growing

This kind of growth really makes people pay too much.

"It doesn't matter if your head is empty. The key is not to let water in." Shu Cheng looked at Zhou Yi, and his mouth was filled with a smile. His words were merciless, or so painful. "Remember, they left by themselves and taught you a key lesson."

Shu Cheng put the apple already cut in his hand on the fruit plate within Zhou Yi's reach. With a charming smile in his mouth, he turned and walked to the door of the ward without looking back.

It doesn't matter if your head is empty. The key is not to get water

Zhou Yi's mind kept echoing this sentence. For a moment, he seemed to understand a lot

"Thank you!" Zhou Yi looked at the white back in front of him. He had no relatives and no more. All the friends who knew his accident were gone. Only he came to see him

Thank you... Thank you for coming to see me

Thank you... Although you are poisonous, I really thank you

Hearing this, Shu Cheng stopped. Her mouth was still a ruffian smile. She asked carelessly, "thank me? Thank me for what? I didn't help you!"

Zhou Yi was obviously stunned, smiled, saw Shu Cheng's eyes again, held back his smile and said, "really... Really nothing."

"I want to be strong! Strong!" Zhou Yi seems to be talking to himself.

Shu Cheng didn't say much. He looked back at him, turned and left the room.

On the corridor of the hospital, Shu Cheng recalled Zhou Yi's last effort to suppress the crazy Dugu Yitou's eyes. She tilted her head and slightly raised her eyes.

Out of the hospital, Shu Cheng stared at the sun hanging high in the sky and narrowed his eyes. There was a usual smile on his face.

Zhou Yi, um, Zhou Yi

Dugu Aotian threw his sword and sank the boat. He either succeeded or failed

See what you can do in this s city!

Become strong? Shu Cheng smiled gently.