Chapter 34: secretly

Small two-bed room, the other bed is empty. At this moment there was only one person in the ward applauding. The room was too quiet, looking empty and lonely. He lay flat on the bed, his throat knot slipped, and he didn't speak.
The corners of the lips are straight and there is no expression on the face. Can't see what is thinking.
Without hearing his consent, Sangzhi did not dare to go in, and could only ask again: "Can you?"
Duan Jiaxu opened his mouth and asked softly, "Did you eat?"
"I just went to buy some bread nearby," Sanji blinked, hesitantly walked to him, and handed him the bag, "I also bought a box of oolong tea."
"Eat enough to eat this?" Duan Jiaxu glanced. "Let's take a takeaway."
Sang Zhi shook her head: "I'm not too hungry."
Duan Jiaxu: "You haven't eaten anything yet, why aren't you hungry?"
"Just not hungry." Sangzhi put the bag on the table next to him, turned around and moved the chair at the end of the bed to the bed, slow motion. . "
Duan Jiaxu stared at her, and suddenly smiled, and said nothing.
Sang Zhi sat on the chair, took out the bread, and whispered, "I just asked the nurse, you have to lie flat for six hours, and then get out of bed after twelve hours."
"Ok."
Sangzhi took a bite of bread and muttered, "Then you can't eat now, you have to eat liquid food this week. It seems to take three days."
Duan Jiaxu listened indifferently, and replied: "Um."
Then the room was quiet.
All that was left was the whispering little noise that emanated when eating.
There was heating in the ward, and it didn't take long for Sangzi to feel warm. She stood up and took off her coat, and folded it a few times to hang on the chair.
He noticed her movements, Duan Jiax glanced, fixed his eyes for a few seconds, and then said lightly, "What skirt do you wear in this winter?"
The silence was suddenly broken.
Sangzhi Nana looked up, matching his slightly raised eyes.
This tone is the same as her mother catching her in autumn without wearing autumn pants.
To some extent, this person is like a combination of her father, her mother, and her brother. At home, I was kept under control, and Sanzhi didn't want to come over and was under control.
"This is a long skirt." Sangzhi lowered her head and continued to hold the bread. "You can wear it if you want."
"..."
Duan Jiaxu glanced over her.
She eats exactly the same as before, with a big cheek, like a little puffer fish. He wanted to laugh a little, and he was afraid of getting a wound. He said softly: "This side is colder than Nanwu side. You just have to pay attention to it, you are sick and not good."
Hearing this, Sang Zhi remembered the last time he came to Yihe. Suddenly it became difficult to swallow. She didn't look at him, took a sip of oolong tea, and nodded.
After barely eating the bread, Sangzhi glanced at the time: "Yes, brother, would you like to sleep?"
"what time is it?"
"It's almost eleven."
Duan Jiaxu: "How do you sleep?"
Sang Zhi thought for a while: "I'm going to rent an chair. I don't have much money."
"An accompanying chair? Are you uncomfortable sleeping?" Duan Xia frowned, obviously disagreeing. "The bed next to it is empty. Go and rent that one."
"No," whispered Sangzhi, "I'm not here to enjoy life."
"..."
Without waiting for him to say anything, Sang Zhi got up and went out: "That praise brother, let's brew some sleepiness. I'll go out and ask."
Accompanying chair rent for a dozen dollars a day.
After paying the money, Sang Zhi took the time to buy a double set of toiletries nearby. When he returned to the ward, Duan Xia was looking at his mobile phone, as if he was sending a message to someone.
Sang Zhi glanced and said nothing.
"Why did it take so long?" Duan Xia put his phone down and asked, "What did you buy?"
"Toothpaste, toothbrush, and towel." Sangzhi turned the things out. "I want to wash."
Duan Jiaxu: "Well, go."
After taking two steps, Sang Zhi suddenly remembered something, and hesitantly turned back: "Brother, do you want to wipe your face? Brushing your teeth should not work."
There are a lot of things, and the mulberry simply took the whole bag.
There was no one in the toilet. She put things on the table, took a deep breath, started to wash gently, and started thinking about what to do in her mind for a while.
Asked for brain heat.
Because it felt like if she didn't ask, he wouldn't ask for it.
But it's nothing.
She had wrestled before and he had treated the wound for himself.
Not too dirty.
He also wiped her face.
And he is now a patient and can't do anything by himself.
He stayed here to take care of him.
I can't suggest this myself, and I regret it for a long time. Isn't this too small?
Sang Zhi did not grind anymore, took the towel out of the bag, and washed it with hot water in the shower.
Then he returned to the ward.
Sang Zhi found a place to put things away, walked to Duan Jiaxu, and told him in advance: "Compliment Brother, I will wipe your face."
"No." Duan Jiaxu didn't seem to plan to let her come. "Come here, I'll wipe it myself."
"How do you wipe it yourself?" Sang Zhi was embarrassed at first, and was rejected by him at this time. She frowned, sitting on the edge of the bed, her voice stiff and cold, "When you get a wound, you have to stay in the hospital for a few more days."
Duan Jia Xu paused, but smiled: "Why are you always angry with me today?"
"..." Sang Zhi did not look at his eyes, folded the towel a little, and wiped it down from his forehead. "How can I lose my temper, I have been talking like this."
She no longer hesitated and went straight to hand.
The towel was running from his forehead to his eyes.
Duan Jiax closed his eyes subconsciously.
She didn't lean too close to him, she was careful and light, and she didn't touch him.
Duan Xiaoxu was basically not taken care of in this way.
I never thought that he would be taken care of like this. He doesn't like to trouble others. Moreover, although he is an adult, he still feels that he has not grown up and needs to be protected by many people.
Then, the warm touch of the towel moved to the bridge of the nose, and then to the cheeks and chin.
Duan Jiaxu opened his eyes.
The sight collided with childish eyes.
Her eyes were large and bright, the folds of her eyelids were obvious, and her eyelashes were curled and warped, like two small hair brushes. The corners of the eyes are naturally drooping, and the eye shape is a bit like a puppy's eye.
It looks clean and pure.
Freeze for a few seconds.
Duan Jiaxu's gaze dropped slightly, and he said lazily, "Wipe it?"
"Wipe it." Sang Zhi retracted her eyes, and her hand retracted. Soon, she stood up. "I'll wash the towel."
Later, Sang Zhi left the ward. The look of forcing calm down immediately, and the spine relaxed instantly. She slowly calmed her breath, suppressing the accelerated heartbeat.
No.
The eyes are closed so well, how can they suddenly open.
Can't you say it in advance?
— "I will open my eyes."
— "You prepare."
Can't you?
Can't you? ? ?
Scary.
scare! dead! people! It's up!
Sang Zhi recalled his reaction.
It should be pretty normal.
There didn't seem to be any overwhelming reaction, and it was just an unusual thing to think of it at all.
Not humble or overbearing.
Sang Chi gradually relaxed.
In the end, only one thought remained in my mind.
This was the first and last time she wiped his face in her life.
Back in the ward, Sang Zhi opened the accompanying chair and sat on it. She thought about it, and planned to use her coat as a quilt to make a good night's sleep.
Duan Jiaxu hasn't slept yet. When he saw this, he shouted, "Sangui."
Sang Zhi looked up: "What's wrong?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Put my jacket on to sleep."
Sang Zhi paused: "Oh."
He wore a long coat today, spread out to be bigger than her entire body. Sang Zhipu went to the accompanying chair, cleaned up, and got up to turn off the lights.
Duan Jiaxu did not speak again.
Sang Zhi found her mobile phone from her jacket and turned it down to the lowest level. She stunned, remembering suddenly that she hadn't told her roommate not to go back today.
She immediately opened WeChat and said in the dormitory group: [I won't go back today, I have a brother I know—]
Sang Zhi thought about it, changed the word "brother" to "sister", and then continued to lose: [I'm sick, I will take care of him in the hospital. 】
Sang Zhi: [I just didn't watch my phone. 】
Ning Wei: [Well, it's all right. Seeing that you didn't come back so late and didn't answer the phone for a long time, it scared me. 】
Ning Wei: [Also, Jiang Ming seems to be asking you something. He said that you have never returned to WeChat, so I told him that you had gone out with friends and had not yet returned. 】
Mulberry: [OK. 】
Sang Zhi exited the chat window and slid down.
Since the last Ning Wei's birthday, Sang Zhi has rarely seen this person again. He had never asked her to go out, but he would occasionally chat with her, not too often.
She opened the chat window with Jiang Ming.
Seeing that he only sent her a few funny paragraphs, there were only a few seconds of speech left. She wanted to turn it into text, and her hands trembled and she opened it.
The clear voice of the boy sounded instantly, echoing in this small room.
"Sanzi, are you free--"
Sang Zhi was startled and immediately pressed the power button.
This remark was also forcibly interrupted.
Sang Zhi involuntarily looked at Duan Xu, and held his breath subconsciously. But because her gaze was too dim, she could not see if he was asleep.
After waiting for a long time, Sang Zhi did not see him speak. She breathed a sigh of relief and rolled over lightly.
I turned on my phone and glanced again.
Sang Zhi didn't dare to click those voices any more, and planned to listen to them again tomorrow. She looked at the schedule for tomorrow and wondered if she could not rush back for the first lesson, so she had to send a sentence to Ning Wei: [My politician class for tomorrow may not be available. You can order it for me. 】
Ning Wei: [ok. 】
Sang Zhi turned off her screen, put her phone aside, and curled up in her jacket. She sucked her nose, and there was a commendable coat underneath. The whole body seemed to be occupied by all his breath.
A faint scent of tobacco combined with the smell of lime.
Like a big mature boy.
Somehow gave her a sense of security.
Maybe it was in a strange environment, Sangzhi couldn't sleep, and closed her eyes for a while and didn't sleep. She couldn't help turning over and wanted to play with her phone for a while.
Sangzhi carefully reached out and groped on the table.
At this time, Duan Jiaxu suddenly made a noise: "Can't sleep?"
Sangzhi made a move and nodded: "Um."
"Because you didn't finish listening?"
"..." Sang Zhi hit him, and suddenly felt that his mood was just like a joke. She was somewhat aggrieved: "You pretended to sleep when you heard it."
"What pretend to sleep?" He laughed. "I just didn't speak."
"That's pretending to be asleep." Sangzhi was depressed. "How do you like to overhear so much."
"Huh?" Duan Xuan's epilogue rose. "Did you not put it on your own? You have learned how to touch porcelain at a young age?"
Sang Zhi said nothing but he put his coat on his head: "I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to sleep."
Duan Jiaxu: "Can't you sleep?"
Mulberry: "You have to sleep if you can't sleep."
Duan Jiaxu: "Come and chat with my brother?"
Sang Zhi showed her eyes and looked over. "Chat."
"Would you like to continue listening to your voice?" His voice was a bit of fun. "Let my brother listen, who wants to meet our little childish."
Sangzhi was not happy: "You don't know it."
Duan Jiaxu said, "I won't recognize you if you say it. You describe it, your brother will help you check it."
Impressed.
I just said that she looked like Li Ping when she wore a skirt in winter.
Now like Sang Rong again.
Sangzhi: "I have to check for a meal?"
Duan Jiaxu: "Aren't you afraid that you will be cheated when you are young?"
Sang Zhi perfunctoryly said, "Oh, do it."
Before waiting for Duan Xu to snor, she rubbed her eyes and added: "It's a little bit, I can't finish talking all night--"
"..."
"Just take a note."