Zhang Jingyu raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, raised his eyebrows and asked, "will you stop eating if it's stopped?"

Without hesitation, Gu Nianjia replied, "eat."

The more junk food, the better.

She can only say eat less, but it is impossible for her not to eat at all.

Zhang Jingyu's stall, "then why stop it?"

He put down his cell phone, pressed the wheelchair switch and went to the sofa.

Gu Nianjia follows Zhang Jingyu and asks carefully, "aren't you afraid that I'm ill?"

My brother usually takes care of my sister-in-law and doesn't let her eat junk food.

Their men are not so macho, do you think it's right? They always think that what they eat and do is tall, even if they smoke and drink.

But they eat some roadside stalls, which are all junk food. They shouldn't eat them.

This includes my uncle.

Zhang Jingyu asked again, "don't I eat with you every time?"

This rhetorical question stunned Gu Nianjia.

Stupefied, she just reflected.

Yes, she never paid attention to it before. Every time this guy brings him back or they go out to eat together, he will eat with him.

Unlike my little uncle, who goes out to eat with her, he will eat what he likes and sit there watching her eat what he doesn't like.

Occasionally she would be stopped from eating.

But she was not sure what Zhang Jingyu meant by this rhetorical question, and what he meant by doing so.

"What do you mean?" she asked tentatively

Then he looked at him with tentative eyes.

Zhang Jingyu said calmly, "I mean to be with you."

The sudden confession, magnanimous in the mind of good heart good feeling rub to rise.

Gu Nianjia blushed again. I'm sorry to look at Zhang Jingyu again. Don't look away. He said with duplicity, "anyway, I don't want to be with you."

Zhang Jingyu is very calm. "It doesn't matter."

The future is long.

His eyes and smile became more and more meaningful as he watched Gu Nianjia go to the writing desk.

……

There are only two of them in the ward now. It's a bit awkward to think of Jia.

The design of this ward is the same as that of the family. There is a writing table beside the window. You can see the snow outside, and Gu Nianjia goes to the desk.

At a glance, I saw the papers on the table.

She glanced at the familiar questions, wondering for whom they were prepared.

Turning around, pointing to the paper, curious Zhang Jingyu asked, "these are...?"

Before she finished asking, Zhang Jingyu interrupted her voice, "homework for you."

Miss Jia's face is as black as the bottom of the pot. What's embarrassed and what's shy? It's all gone.

She frowned and looked at Zhang Jingyu with sad eyes

How to worry about her homework and her study all the time?

Zhang Jingyu raises his eyebrows. "Are you possessed by me?"

Gu Nianjia: "..."

His three words are not amusing, are they?

She threw Zhang Jingyu a white eye and didn't take his informal topic. She tooted her mouth and said, "there is still a lot of unfinished things in my family."

Give her so much more, kill her.

Every time she faces a pair of papers, she will wonder whether this guy really likes her or whether he has abnormal tendency to abuse her with homework in the name of liking.

Gu Nianjia is sitting at her desk, turning over a pile of papers in front of her, with stomach Fei.

Zhang Jingyu said lightly, "don't worry, do it slowly."