Chapter 50: Two more

【are you in the school? 】
When WeChat came back, Fu Zhixing was eating.
Holding chopsticks in one hand, he lowered his head, while holding the mobile phone in the other, he returned to Ruan Yue: "Well, he is eating out. How are you? 】
At the long table for four people, he sat aside. Meng Hao and another boy in the class sat opposite him. When he saw him, he smiled a little and quipped, "Send text message to Xiaoqingmei again?"
Fu Zhixing put down his mobile phone and glanced at him, "Can't rice stop your mouth?"
"puff--"
The boy on the far side smirked and quickly went to serve the tea cup.
Meng Hao was so used to it that he was not annoyed when he heard this, but instead sighed meaningfully, "Some people, if they learn the cleverness of learning to be a little emotionally equal, they will hold the beauty Come back, this frivolous looking forward and backward, maybe the cooked duck also flew."
"..."
Fu Zhixing gave him a quiet look.
Meng Hao asked, fearlessly, "Don't tell me, you don't actually like Ruan Yue?"
"Eat your meal."
Fu Zhixing picked up his phone again.
Of course Meng Hao said this, of course he knew.
Class 18 and Class 19 are separated by a wall. Although Ruan Yue is aloof, she is considered to be one of the most popular characters in her grades. The boys talked about her privately.
This time, Lu Shen has been chasing her.
But feelings are never wishful thinking. He has known Ruan Yue for so many years, how can he not know her intentions?
They are still small, and they should not spend time talking and falling in love.
[The fever is gone now. However, the test said that it was mycoplasma infection, and it took a few days to drip. My mother was hospitalized. 】
Looking at the mobile phone, Fu Zhixing converged his thoughts and gave back another sentence: [Then take a good rest, I will send you some review materials tomorrow to come to you. 】
...
In the ward.
Ruan Yue put down her mobile phone, and Yan Shuning bought the meal.
Because Ruan Yue was ill, he brought pork bone noodle soup and told the store to carefully separate the noodles and soup in a lunch box. After taking it in, he lowered his head and helped to make it at the table, trying again across the lunch box After trying the temperature, he smiled and handed it to Ruan Yue. "It's a little hot, be careful."
"Thank you Uncle Yan."
With a smile and thanks, Ruan Yue raised her eyes to the door.
Zhao Yun knew that he had been calling outside for a while, and she heard a few words intermittently, judging that the person over the phone should be Ruan Chengyi.
When she came in, Yan Shuning asked, "What else can you tell him?"
There were only three of them in the ward, and Zhao Yun knew that he hadn't seen him. She put down her phone and answered, "If you don't divorce,"
Upon hearing this, Yan Shuning became interested, "Is it about tomorrow?"
Zhao Yun knew "Uh", "Tomorrow's New Year's Day, I will check out the divorce agreement outside the hospital and go through the formalities after the holiday."
"Then I will go with you."
"What are you doing?"
Zhao Yunzhi glanced at him and couldn't help laughing. "We are a divorce agreement. We didn't arrive at the step of shouting and killing. You must be at peace and less trouble for me."
"..."
Yan Shuning choked for a while, "You sound like my mother."
The two of you said something to me, and the voice fell to your ears, making Ruan Yue somewhat surprised.
For so many years, she rarely sees her mother like this. She has to say that this uncle Yan is a wonderful person. He knows how to let his mother open her mind.
After dinner, Zhao Yun knew to go to work again.
Yan Shuning did not leave, so he accompanied Ruan Yue in the ward, afraid she was bored, and took the initiative to talk about her stimulating experience when she was on a mission.
In the afternoon, it was like this.
The next morning.
Soon after Ruan Yue hung the hanging bottle, Cheng Xiao and Fu Zhixing arrived together.
Because of her repeated fever, she lay down after breakfast, and Yan Shuning and Zhao Yun knew that talking inside would affect her rest, and they stood outside.
Yan Shuning leaned on the railing and Zhao Yunzhi stood on the corridor. When Yu Guangli's figure appeared, she turned around.
In the previous hospitalization, Cheng Xiao also saw her, and when she saw someone, she laughed and called out, "Auntie."
Fu Zhixing also took the corner of his lips, politely shouted "Aunt Zhao," then looked at Yan Shuning, and greeted with a smile, "Uncle Yan."
Yan Shuning glanced up and down at him, "Growing again."
His eyes glanced at his two hands carrying things again, and he saw a pile of information in a paper bag. He raised his eyebrows in amusement. "So diligent, how come you have time to learn?"
Fu Zhixing smiled lightly, "It was for Ruan Yue. The final exam is coming soon. I printed some key points. She can review it when she is free."
Yan Shuning froze for a moment, nodded and sighed, "Be careful enough."
Watching him enter, he knew to Zhao Yun: "Does this mean that there must be a father and a son? I remember that at that time, Fu Heng also sorted out the key points for you."
"..."
Zhao Yunzhi glanced at him and said nothing.
The atmosphere froze.
Yan Shuning laughed and turned around, holding the railing in both hands to look at the garden, hoping to bite off his tongue directly.
Standing beside him, Zhao Yunzhi's eyes fell on the ward door.
Yan Shuning was right.
They were not as good as Fu Heng. At first, she didn't expect that at her level, she could pass the line and enter the medical school. After entering the exam, she was at the bottom level, just right, she often ran to Fu Heng in the name of asking for advice. He found her annoying and often sent her a lot of information. She had to read it, and her professional grades gradually increased in the process.
Thoughts pulled away from the chaotic past, Zhao Yun knew that he raised his wrist and looked at the time, then said: "I went in and said to Yueer, you can go."
She made an appointment at 11 am and met with Ruan Chengyi in a coffee shop outside the hospital.
Seeing Zhao Yunzhi and Yan Shuning out of the ward, Cheng Xiao turned his head to look at Ruan Yue, "What is your uncle doing, handsome!"
"Soldier."
Ruan Yue thought for a while, "I don't know the specific position, so my mother said that I have been in the army."
"No wonder no wonder!"
Cheng Xiao's expression of "I know", "It looks different from ordinary people when looking at it, especially with aura and handsome!"
Ruan Yue laughed and looked up at Fu Zhixing.
Fu Zhixing put the fruit he carried in his hand on the table, and then took out a pile of review materials brought by him and put it on a paper bag. When he saw Ruan Yue looking at him, he said, "The three must-test contents of political history I have printed it for you, as well as the key ancient poems and phrases in Chinese, and the error-prone vocabulary in English. After you have finished hanging the bottle, you can memorize it again. Mathematics has printed some classic questions for you. You marked it with a red pen. You are poor at math. Don’t forget to read it."
He asked a lot at once, Cheng Xiao was enviously "hey" next to him, "I'm too happy to be focused on the first grade in my illness."
Fu Zhixing coughed softly, "If you want, I will help you to mark it back."
"That's great!"
Cheng Xiao looked at Ruan Yue with a grinning smile, "I'm soaked in the beauty of our family."
After talking, she saw that Fu Zhixing was still standing. She felt like a freshman light bulb. Zuo Ruo stood up and said,
Thanks for that, then I’ll ask you to drink milk tea first. What would you like to drink Ruan Yue?

"Just drink what you usually drink. See what you have."
"Ok."
Cheng Xiao looked at Fu Zhixing again, "How about you, squad leader?"
"I am free."
After Fu Zhixing finished speaking, Cheng Xiao took out his bag and coat and left the ward.
While she was there, the ward seemed quite lively. When she left suddenly, the ward suddenly became quiet. Fu Zhixing looked up at the drip bottle and tentatively asked Ruan Yue: "Do you want to drink some hot water?"
"No need to."
Ruan Yue shook her head.
"Then I will cut an apple for you?"
Fu Zhixing took an apple out of the plastic bag, washed it with water, and drew a knife from his trouser pocket. He said to her with a smile: "The store said that all are sugar apples, and I can't tell, you don't Do you like sweet? Cut one and try."
His fruit knife is new.
Ruan Yue watched him take the knife out and rushed to the bathroom. After coming out, he sat on the bedside stool again, lowered his head, and gently wiped the water on it with a tissue.
The heating in the ward was sufficient. When he came in, he took off his down jacket, leaving a white turtleneck with a half-high collar, paired with dark blue jeans and white sneakers.
Clear and clear, clean and thin...
The pain in my heart was flowing up without air, Ruan Yue's spine leaned back on the upright pillow, his eyes looked at him without blinking, the expression of silence made Fu Zhixing look at the moment he raised his eyes Smiling, he stopped cutting apples and asked her softly, "Why are you looking at me like this?"
Ruan Yue's hand resting on the quilt gradually clenched against the bed. She looked at him like that, her lips pursed, and hesitantly asked, "Do you... do you like me?"
Fu Zhixing looked startled.
The fruit knife cut the peel and almost scratched on his hand.
He subconsciously got up and put the half-cut apple together with a knife in the lunch box on the table, standing there for a long time without talking.
Ruan Yue smiled and lowered her head. "I'll just ask, you don't need to answer."
Just after the words, there was a soft sound from the single bed.
Fu Zhixing sat sideways to her bed. He thought for a while and asked in a funny and helpless voice: "Do I like you...from small to large, can't you feel it?"
A tear hit the quilt.
His heart trembled, and he held Ruan Yue's hand that was about to wipe his tears. "I like it, I don't like who you like? This is crying, are you made of water?"
One sentence after another fell in the ear. Ruan Yue wanted to raise her head, but her heart was torn and hurt. Of course she could feel it, but she always thought that her feeling was wrong, just like he said, disgusting her squeamishness. All he did to her was because of the friendship that grew up together.
She cried inexplicably, causing Fu Zhixing to be annoyed, holding her hand with both hands, "I didn't lie to you, really. I liked you since I was a child, but I didn't say it because I didn't feel the time. . Don’t cry, okay? If you like to listen to me, then I will tell you every day."
"Who wants you to say every day--"
Ruan Yue sobbed and pulled his hand out.
Fu Zhixing gripped tighter all at once, looking at her tears, and couldn't help laughing, "So what are you crying for? Don't you fear that I don't like you?"