Her cheek is very hot.

Song Changlin walks to the bedside, but she doesn't know how to arrange her hands.

There is a little indescribable tangle in my heart.

"OK, goodbye."

Lin Xiaoyu's voice suddenly sounded, and Gu Nianjia thought of Zhang Jingyu. She suddenly looked up and craned her neck to look at Lin Xiaoyu.

His small hand just click the screen, hung up the call with Zhang Jingyu.

Then I kept my promise to return my mobile phone to Aunt Zhou. From beginning to end, Miss Jia didn't hear Zhang Jingyu mention her name.

What does he mean?

Before is not a short time on the baby long baby short asked her what?

"Lie down for a while. I'm going out this afternoon."

Song Changlin went to the bedside and gently put down her thoughts. The pleasant voice came over her and interrupted her thoughts.

She suddenly returned to her mind, looked up at Song Changlin, and said, "ah?"

She only heard what he had just said, but she did not hear what he had said.

Song Changlin frowned at her. "What were you thinking just now?"

He asked as he thought about Jiala quilt.

Bending over, he is close to the face of Mindanao. Mindanao can clearly feel his breath, and gently rubbed her face like a feather.

She held her breath and looked at the man's side face, a little confused.

At the same time, there is a kind of reassurance.

Before that, she had been worried about entanglement. Song Changlin alienated her, for fear that he would find a girlfriend one day, and they would be further alienated. His love and care for her were all transferred to his other half.

Now it's very reassuring to see him take care of her so meticulously.

I'm so worried. I'll wait until he finds his girlfriend

Thinking of her girlfriend, she suddenly thought of the cat demon again. Before that, he said he was interested in her goddess and went to her concert.

I don't know if he saw the goddess at the concert, if they had any communication, if they had any progress.

"Do you see my goddess at the concert?" she thought

Song Changlin nodded, "yes."

And he straightened up, and took his cup, and poured water for him.

Looking at Song Changlin's back, Gu Nianjia is still tall and upright, which makes her feel safe.

I want to be close to him. I want to be with him forever.

Song Changlin poured the water, turned back to the bedside, and when he came near, Gu Nianjia thought carefully and asked, "well Did you talk to her? "

She put her hand in the quilt and clutched the sheet nervously.

The goddess looks like she doesn't like him. She likes Mr. C.

Song Changlin nodded and said

The tone of the breeze, the corner of the mouth if there is a smile like No.

If you don't look carefully, you can't see it.

There is a kind of mourning in the heart of minding Jia, which is clearly arranged by her and expected by her.

Suddenly there was no conversation, because she was afraid to ask again, her loss and various emotions would become more and more obvious.

The atmosphere was silent.

The silence makes Gu Nianjia feel uncomfortable.

She just lay down and fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was tea time. She slept a little too much. She opened her eyes and was a bit confused. She got up and sat hard.

No song Changlin or aunt Zhou in the room.

Aunt Zhou may have gone to the hotel. Before she fell asleep, she called Xiaoyu back, but what about her uncle?

Gu Nianjia is looking in the direction of the bathroom. He guesses if song Changlin is in the bathroom. The door of the ward suddenly opens.