All day long, she was still a little angry. Zhang Jingyu suddenly went back and didn't say hello to her.

But I can't help worrying about his injury. I always think of Zhang Jing's back injury.

Inexplicably upset in my heart.

She turned over again in pain, with her back to the door, trying to sleep with her eyes closed.

Behind him suddenly sounded the clear and tender voice of Lin Xiaoyu, "little uncle."

Little uncle?

When Gu Nianjia heard the name, she suddenly opened her eyes, which were sparkling with surprise.

Stunned for a moment, she turned her head and saw the familiar figure of the man, the familiar black shirt and the familiar gentle elegance.

Her eyes were red, "little uncle."

The word "Uncle" in the back is a bit choked.

Those experiences hit her a lot. She still has nightmares. In her dreams, there are terrible encounters, and she is afraid every day.

But I have never been wronged like this. I feel so wronged.

It's like just coming out of the gate. It needs a hug urgently. It needs a familiar and gentle "don't be afraid" to comfort her and give her courage.

Song Changlin's eyes turned red when he saw Gu Niang Jia. His eyes flashed a touch of heartache, but he didn't immediately touch her head in front of her as before.

I didn't give her that spoiled look.

The pace is still not hurry not slow to go to the bedside, while walking with a joking tone, "listen to Aunt Zhou and your sister-in-law say you can eat in the hospital, how thin?"

He went to the bedside and looked down at Nianjia.

The tall and familiar figure is a special peace of mind for Gu Nianjia.

From small to large, when she was bullied, what she missed most was such a figure. Only in front of him, she dared to be aggrieved, and only he pampered her.

Miss good red eyes also red nose, with a cry back to song Changlin, "where can I eat."

It's been so many days, she felt so hypocritical, so she rubbed her eyes and put down the feeling of grievance.

Then he looked at Song Changlin and said, "you look a lot thinner, uncle."

It's really thin, and it's obviously thin.

She looks fine.

"Isn't it normal for me to lose weight every day?"

Song Changlin joked and sat down on the chair beside the bed.

Gu Nianjia looked at his face again. "He's very haggard, too. His eyes are bloodshot. Didn't he sleep well?"

She asked heartily.

Song Changlin grinned. "You'd better care more about yourself."

His smile was particularly tired, powerless and vicissitudes of life.

It feels like a lot of things.

"Little uncle, is something wrong?" Looking at Song Changlin, Gu Nianjia always thinks something is wrong.

Since she didn't see her when she opened her eyes, and he hasn't been here for so many days, she has this suspicion.

She has been hurting her little uncle. How come she didn't come to see her after such a big thing happened? No matter how busy he is, she thinks it's impossible not to come to see her.

Although her memory of that day is very vague and she mistakenly takes Zhang Jingyu as song Changlin, she should not be mistaken when she heard song Changlin's voice calling for her.

What else happened that day?

She always felt that all of them had something to hide from her, including Zhang Jingyu.

Song Changlin shook his head. "Nothing happened."

A breezy tone.

Then he lowered his eyes, obviously not wanting to say.