After failing to integrate her multiple personalities, patient Yu Jia Ning passes away from an overdose. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself in a parallel world, on the stage of a tale...
"Boss, a serving of pumpkin porridge, please."
At a porridge shop quite far from the hospital, Chu Moyan, dressed in a blue and white hospital gown, stood there casually with her left hand in a cast.
Anyone who didn't know better would think he had just escaped from a mental hospital.
"Girl, you ran away from Chenguang Hospital, didn't you? That's quite far from my shop."
Chenguang Hospital (PS: Fu Wanchen's business).
The owner of the porridge shop was an older woman, and there weren't many customers at this time. She chatted with Xiaoyan casually.
"Um……"
Chu Moyan nodded blankly, not even knowing what she was doing.
Did Fuyao come over acting strangely because she forgot to bring Xiaowen's favorite pumpkin porridge?
"Should the pumpkin be chopped up or left whole?"
The boss's words brought the girl back to her senses.
But the words that came out were somewhat thoughtless:
"Don't break it. She said chopped pumpkin tastes like diarrhea, and she can't eat it..."
"Smack..."
The older woman paused slightly as she ladled out the porridge, glancing at the woman a few times: "Your boyfriend probably doesn't eat preserved egg and lean pork porridge, does he?"
"Um?"
"Because it looks like vomit."
Chu Moyan listened in a daze, and suddenly thought of Yu Jianing, that carnivore, who seemed to really like drinking congee with preserved egg and lean pork.
She burst out laughing instantly, forgetting to refute the old lady's claim that Wen Jueqian was her boyfriend.
Seeing her grinning foolishly, the older woman started laughing too.
It turns out that girls who shut up and stop babbling are quite attractive.
He has a good appearance and a very sunny disposition, but his mouth is a bit too big.
But seriously, is it really appropriate for someone who owns a porridge shop and someone who sells porridge to talk about such a heavy topic?
So it's true that neither of you are drinking?
After laughing for a while, the pumpkin porridge was packed up.
The older woman looked at Chu Moyan's hand with the cast on and said something out of the blue:
"Tell your partner to be more considerate of you. They let you run around everywhere with your leg in a cast, aren't they afraid you'll get hurt?"
"no…"
I instinctively wanted to shut up and defend Xiaowen.
But the word "partner" was like a small hammer, silently tapping her heart, which only longed for protection.
Very light…
But it also seems like something was really smashed...
"Alright, alright, I won't charge you for the porridge. This young man, he has to show off after just one sentence..."
The older woman laughed and scolded, and Chu Moyan blushed as she walked out of the porridge shop.
My mind involuntarily drifted back to all the things I had done with Wen Jueqian…
When Xiao Ning went abroad, she fell into a mud pit while participating in a variety show. After leaving the stage, she went straight to Xiao Wen, trying to get her dirty.
Although she kept telling me to stay away from her, she kept her arms tightly wrapped around herself.
Even when arguing with Shen Fuyao, she would protect herself without asking any questions.
When Cheng Ge criticized her, she almost got angry with him.
Now……
Looking at her left hand, which was in a cast, Chu Moyan unconsciously recalled the words she hadn't finished saying before she fainted yesterday.
"You are mine...who else but me..."
Suddenly I really want to hear what happened from her.
The girl who had been keeping quiet was startled by the sudden thought that popped into her head.
Since Manman passed away, although she has become more cheerful, she has also completely shut herself off emotionally.
They talk about making friends all the time, but they always refer to each other as "best friend" or "friend"...
I've never called the other person by their name or an affectionate nickname.
She was scared...
She feared that the next person she was close to and who would protect her would leave without a word.
She feared that no matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't be able to save anyone...
"I…"
Chu Moyan's body trembled uncontrollably again, as if she had returned to that dark and sunless drug testing place, where she could only watch the coffin close while dressed in black.
"Xiao...Xiaoyan..."
Just as she was feeling increasingly powerless, she suddenly heard a familiar voice!
Like the gentle warmth of the sun, it brought her peace of mind...
The girl who had been keeping quiet looked in that direction and saw Wen Jueqian controlling the electric wheelchair with one hand, his coat draped over his lap, waiting for her.
"...Why did you come out?"
Xiao Yan looked at her, somewhat bewildered, and then walked towards her.
Wen Jueqian lowered her head silently, biting her lip.
She knew that she probably didn't want to see her right now, and she also knew that her feelings for her were a burden to her.
But the thought of her still being injured and going out for so long in a hospital gown made her uneasy...
Chu Moyan walked up to her, and from this angle, you could see her neckline, which was open from running around.
Her messy, tousled hair was soaked with sweat and clung to her neck; her sickly pale cheeks were heartbreaking.
She remembered what her teacher had told her yesterday: Wen Jueqian was fine, his injuries weren't serious, but he would feel a lot of pain when he moved and needed to rest for a while.
"You...came here to see me?"
"Shut up," the girl said, feigning ignorance.
Xiaowen nodded, but then she thought about their current situation.
He simply said, "I'm going downstairs for a walk..."
Then Chu Moyan's gaze became strange?
The doctor handed her the porridge, then squatted down as if performing a routine check-up, and gently pinched her waist.
"hiss……"
Wen Jue gasped in pain, raising his hand to touch his own sign, intending to smash her head open.
But then I suddenly realized my sign was gone, and my able hand was stuffed with pumpkin porridge…
Hmm? Pumpkin porridge?
The girl, unable to open her mouth, froze, and a thought that she would never dare to dream of appeared in her mind!
Xiao Yan... you went out for so long with your injury, did you buy me pumpkin porridge?
No, no, maybe she just wants to eat it herself?
That's even more wrong!
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