Falling into His Summer

In her third year of high school, Yun Xiang was brought home by her father's comrade-in-arms, Cheng Xiao.

Cheng Xiao had a son, a proud and arrogant person who loved to look down on other...

Chapter 155 It’s not like, it’s love for her

Shencheng Army General Hospital.

The ward was quiet. Cheng Xiao was in a coma and was receiving intravenous nutrient solution.

Hu Nan sat on the edge of the bed, holding Cheng Xiao's hand tightly, his eyes full of heartache.

He suffered fractures to his cervical vertebrae and ankle, and dozens of other injuries. The doctor said he had a lucky escape.

Yunxiang leaned against the wall, watching quietly, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

No matter what, just be alive.

Cheng Che had just seen Cheng Zhenhua and Cheng Ya off. He pushed the door open and walked in, meeting Shang Yunxiang's gaze.

Hu Nan's phone rang. She didn't dare let go of Cheng Xiao's hand. Instead, she answered the call with one hand and put it to her ear, saying, "Yes, Old Cheng is at the Army General Hospital."

"Don't come over yet, he's still unconscious. The doctor said we need to keep quiet in the ward. Wait until Old Cheng wakes up before you come over."

"I want to thank everyone on behalf of Lao Cheng for making everyone worried."

The curtains in the ward were gently blown by the breeze, and Hu Nan's tone was calm.

The call ended, and soon someone else called.

Hu Nan kept answering the phone, thanking every friend for their concern.

Yun Xiang glanced at Hu Nan. When she looked up, she found Cheng Che looking at her.

Yun wanted to tilt her head. Why was he staring at her?

When Hu Nan was in the hospital, he was like this too, leaning against the window in a daze, and his attention would wander as soon as he saw her.

Cheng Che pursed his lips and turned to go out.

Yun Xiang followed immediately.

She gently closed the door of the ward and took Cheng Che's hand.

"Cheng Che." She called his name.

He turned his head to look at her and said "hmm".

Yun wanted to know if he was in a bad mood, so she tried to lighten the mood. "Am I really smart? I told you Uncle Cheng was fine, and look, he's really fine now!"

The little girl raised the corners of her mouth, her eyes bright and gentle.

Cheng Che stopped and looked into Shang Yunxiang's eyes.

The more she smiled and livened up the atmosphere, the more distressed he felt.

"Idiot." He nodded Yun Xiang's head lovingly.

Yun Xiang frowned, "Why are you cursing all of a sudden?"

"Is this an insult?" Cheng Che knocked her head again.

Yun Xiang said seriously: "This is beating someone."

Cheng Che chuckled. His tense mood finally felt a little relieved at this moment.

"Sit down for a while." Cheng Che pointed to the bench next to them and wanted to pull Yun Xiang to sit down.

"Dirty." Yun Xiang looked at the cigarette butt on the chair.

Cheng Che lowered his eyes and took a look. He found a clean spot, pulled Yun Xiang and let her sit on his lap.

Yun Xiang smiled, put his arms around Cheng Che's neck, and pinched Cheng Che's ear with one hand.

"Is it still dirty?" He looked at her eyebrows, his eyes were tender and gentle, and his voice was gentle.

Yun Xiang immediately shook his head, then hugged Cheng Che and leaned on his shoulder.

Cheng Che pursed his lips, looked at the inpatient department in the distance, raised his hand and gently stroked Yun Xiang's hair.

"Think about it." He called her softly.

"Yeah." Yun Xiang closed her eyes and hugged him tightly, as if giving him spiritual support, and also as if finding a support for herself.

"How did you survive when Uncle Yun passed away?" He really wanted to know.

How painful and unbearable must it be for her?

Yun Weian died when she was only sixteen years old.

Yun Xiang raised her eyes, and the scenery outside the window came into view. She forced a smile and said calmly, "Just bear it."

Cheng Che felt suffocated just by hearing these three words.

He pulled Yun Xiang away and looked at her solemnly with his narrow and deep eyes.

Yun Xiang placed her fingertips on his face, and the tears that rolled down the boy's eyes burned the back of her hand.

Yun Xiang choked up instantly and her heart trembled.

Your lover will cry before you.

Yun didn’t understand this sentence before, but now he can feel it clearly.

"I wish I had met you earlier." His voice was hoarse.

Yun Xiang shook his head, "It's not too late now."

Cheng Che frowned, his voice growing hoarse, "It's too late."

He reached out and held Yun Xiang in his arms.

Yun Xiang sniffed and swallowed her bitterness. She buried her face in his neck and said in a muffled voice, "Cheng Che, thank you for liking me."

Cheng Che shook his head. She was never the one he should thank.

It's him.

He thanked her for never caring about the misunderstanding and hurt he had brought to her.

Thank you for always smiling through everything like a little sun.

Thank you for never asking him to change, but accepting it silently and taking on everything...

Thank her for coming in that hot and boring summer and appearing in his world.

It is said that the more sensible a person is, the more likely he or she is to be let down. Cheng Che wants her to win.

Cheng Che took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket, peeled off the wrapper and put it into her mouth.

He looked into her eyes and corrected her seriously, "It's not like, it's love."

——It’s not like, it’s love.

The sweetness and bitterness of chocolate burst out in Yun Xiang's mouth. She moved closer to him, insisting that he also taste the greasy sweetness of chocolate.

He didn't refuse and kissed her actively.

The bitterness of the chocolate mixed with her sweetness, he didn't find it disgusting, he just felt fascinated by it.

At night, Cheng Xiao woke up. Because he had inhaled a lot of smoke and was having difficulty breathing, he was unable to speak for the time being.

He was very weak, with wounds on his face and hands from tree branches.

Cheng Xiao's superiors and comrades came to visit Cheng Xiao after hearing the news. The ward was full of people, and bouquets of flowers and fruit baskets filled the corners of the ward.

Some of them were in uniform, and some were in civilian clothes.

The Army General Hospital has no shortage of people in military uniforms, but every time you see a soldier in uniform, it will be eye-catching.

They have straight backs and look energetic, which is really iconic.

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