Chapter 70

I met song Qingning at the weekend.

He ate and lived in the hospital these days, and almost never stepped out of the ward except to buy daily necessities.

There is a large single room space in area v. there is an extra March bed for people to sleep with at night. In the past, it was used to sleep by Zhong Shu. Recently, it has become a bed for Xie Ning.

The marching bed is narrow and small. When a big man lies down, it will be full. If he turns around, his elbow will easily bump into the railing beside him.

"This bed is too hard to sleep on." Uncle Zhong wants to move another bed for Xie Ning.

Shaning didn't agree.

There were more people coming in and out. He was afraid of disturbing Mr. Xie.

And for an insomniac, there's no difference in bed.

When Zhuang Yan was not there, Xie Ning's insomnia recurred. At night, he was always difficult to sleep. Looking at the sky outside the window, he was feeling inexplicably lost.

Sometimes he would hold Mr. Xie's hand and say something in a low voice, and then stare at him in a daze.

After a while, he took out his mobile phone and opened the message sent to him by Zhuang Yan. At the bottom of the message was "good night".

One sentence is from Zhuang Yan and the other is from him.

But he said good night and didn't fall asleep.

The light of the mobile phone screen was dark because no one operated for a long time, and Xie Ning was lost for a moment.

He wanted to talk to Zhuang Yan, but he didn't want to disturb him.

Zhuangyan should be asleep by now, he thought.

Xie Ning didn't sleep well for several days. He ate three meals a day on time. He took a picture of Zhuang Yan every time he ate.

But nine times out of ten, I couldn't help but vomit after eating.

Uncle Zhong frowned, but he had no choice but to comfort himself. At least he was willing to eat, so he could absorb a little.

Song Qingqing was shocked to see him.

He was pale and thin, and his eyes were pale and blue. Song Qingqing almost didn't recognize him at first sight.

But his look is very calm, as if there are no waves, see song Qingqing when he gently nodded to her.

Song Qingqing was brought by Xia Wan. If it was usual, Xie Ning would have a cold look at Xia Wan.

Today, however, there was no reaction. When the eyes crossed Xia Wan's face, it was light.

Xia Wan felt that Xie Ning was more strange and uncomfortable.

Thank you and xiaozun are busy in the day. We have to discuss with xiaozun the next day.

Only Xie Ning is an exception, he rooted in the hospital, refused to move a step, no one can persuade.

Big aunt Su Jinyan secretly murmured and opened, and Xie Ning didn't even give her a look this time.

Really let her son and Xie Ning in front of the hospital bed when filial son filial piety, she is not willing to: "have their own business to be busy, how to get so much time. It's not like him. You don't have to worry about the company. Just sit and eat the dividend. "

These trifles have been unable to set off a little waves in Xie Ning's heart.

He seems to have gone back to that time, hiding himself in a sealed transparent bottle, separated from everyone by a thick layer of glass.

Now he has nothing else to ask for. He just hopes that he can wake up safely.

"Why are you..." Song Qingqing just opened his mouth and stopped again. He frowned and drew back his words.

Fortunately, Xie Ning didn't repel her. He pointed to the chair next to him and motioned song Qingqing to sit down.

They sat quietly for a while. Song Qingqing said in a low voice, "aunt Xia Wan asked me to persuade you. She is a little worried. You look like this Are you all right? "

Xie Ning smelled speech to pause, but just shook his head, said: "it's OK."

Song Qingqing is still thinking about how to open the topic, and Xie Ning added: "thank you."

"What?" Song Qingqing was stunned.

"Thank you for visiting my grandfather and for caring about me," she said

Song Qingqing looked at him, bent his eyes and laughed: "can I tell you something about Zhuang Yan?"

Xie Ning's eyes subconsciously turned to song Qingqing.

Song Qingqing said: "you should know, I have studied abroad, Zhuang Yan is my senior."

Xie Ning should say: "know."

Song Qingqing said, "are you interested in his experience abroad? I can tell you. "

Xie Ning's eyes slowly brightened and said, "interested."

Song Qingqing quietly relieved and began to recall the past.

"We overseas Chinese students are more or less excluded from overseas, so we also have a small group. It was there that I got to know Mr. Zhuang Yan. Speaking of it, my friend introduced him to me and said that, despite his handsome appearance, he was not good tempered at all, and his personality was very cold, and he didn't like to talk to people. He was said that they seldom invited him at ordinary times. ""He asked, and then he said no one

"It's what he will do," he thought

"Although many Chinese people came to the party, I found that there were many Chinese people who didn't like it every time. On the contrary, some foreign students are afraid of him Song Qingqing then recalled, "after I asked, I found out that it was because he had fought with foreign students and helped a girl who was introverted and often bullied. Those foreign students are very tall and powerful, but they can't take advantage of the fight. They dare not bully too much later

"In fact, he was very popular with Chinese compatriots in school. Many people expressed their love for him explicitly or implicitly, and even foreign students - in fact, they were the most enthusiastic. However, he never looked at anyone else in a different way. We would tell the bottom in private who could succeed in attacking him and even gambled on it. Unfortunately, we all lost in the end."

Xie Ning couldn't help interrupting: "all lost?"

"Yes." Song Qingqing looked at him, "until graduation, he did not accept any people, the girls were rejected much, some people suspected that he liked men, but the confessed boys also failed."

She shrugged her shoulders and joked, "there's no life left."

Xie Ning is a little confused.

"So when I saw you at the exhibition, I quickly realized your relationship." Song Qingqing said, "it was the first time that I saw him take care of others so carefully and seriously, and care so much about the feelings of another person. How to say He looks at you with obvious love. "

Xie Ning smile embarrassed, don't open the head.

Aware of his shyness, song Qingqing also followed with a smile. Then the topic changed again and continued to talk about Zhuang Yan's study abroad.

"Although he always dislikes the poor place where we get together, he does not hesitate to help Chinese when they are in trouble. So when I was cheated, my first thought was to ask him for help

"And then he helped you?" he asked

Song Qingqing said: "he made a mockery of me and said that I was so stupid that I could be cheated."

Xie Ning:

"But after ridicule, he made me another sum of money in a few days, just the amount I was cheated out of." Song Qingqing smiles, "the transfer is still anonymous, but I quickly guessed that it was him, so I ran to ask if it was him."

Xie Ning: "and then? Did he admit it? "

Song Qingqing: "yes, I did. As soon as I asked him, he naturally said," yes, I did. " I was wondering how he admitted so quickly. And then he said, "he's not a fool to do good deeds without leaving a name on his face."

Song Qing listened to the story seriously, but she didn't say anything.

It seems that as long as it is related to the word "Zhuang Yan", it can affect his mind bit by bit.

Unknowingly, the corners of his lips slowly lifted up, and his face gradually had an expression.

Song Qingqing's tone is gentle, and his voice is very soft, which makes people unconsciously relax and put down their guard.

She was so dry that she got up and poured herself a glass of water. When she looked back, she found that Xie Ning closed her eyes and sat down to sleep.

Song Qingqing gently took a blanket and covered it for him.

Close to, just see his good side face, lip corner shallow to hook up an arc, as if with a smile to sleep.

Song Qingqing doesn't know if he is following her words to imagine Zhuang Yan's interesting stories about studying abroad, or if he just mentions Zhuang Yan, he can make his whole life alive.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Zhuang Yan: he finally fell asleep.

It seems very busy there. After half a day, Zhuang Yancai replied: Thank you.