After Yu Chengyuan and Jiang Haiyang left, the ward seemed to lose all its lively atmosphere, leaving only Yu Pingan and Jiang Haitang. The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat subtle and awkward.

Yu Pingan sat there, his hands unconsciously rubbing back and forth, his eyes occasionally wandering, unsure of where to look.

Jiang Haitang lowered her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the hem of her clothes. Both of them remained silent, as if whoever spoke first would break the thin veil of distance between them.

Finally, Yu Pingan took a deep breath and broke the silence first, trying his best to make his voice sound gentle and natural: "Miss Jiang, are you thirsty?"

Would you like me to get you a glass of water?

Only after he spoke did he belatedly realize that he had used that unfamiliar form of address again.

Jiang Haitang raised her head slightly, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes, but she quickly composed herself and softly reminded him, "Thank you, Brother Ping An, I'm not thirsty."

And also, didn't I tell you already!

From now on, call me Begonia, just like my older brother does!

She pondered to herself that Brother Ping An always seemed to keep his distance from her, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and she wondered if he could really consider her a friend.

After all, he was the first unmarried man who, faced with his own beauty, showed no sign of being swayed by it.

"I'm sorry, Sister Haitang, I...I forgot."

Yu Pingan suddenly tensed up, his palms instantly becoming sweaty, and he even started to stutter when he spoke.

“Brother Ping An, it’s alright, you don’t need to apologize,” Jiang Haitang quickly said, afraid that Yu Ping An would misunderstand. “I really didn’t mean anything by saying that. I just hope you won’t be so formal with me and will treat me as a friend or a younger sister.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she quickly added, as if afraid the other person would misunderstand, "The sister I'm talking about isn't a biological sister."

Yu Pingan was somewhat confused, his mind a jumbled mess, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond, so he could only softly say "Mmm".

Then, his gaze fell on Jiang Haitang's bandaged leg, and he asked with concern, "Does your leg still hurt now?"

Jiang Haitang's heart skipped a beat, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She gently shook her head and said softly, "My leg doesn't hurt at all now, except for a little bit when I change the dressing."

But it's alright, I can tolerate it.

She couldn't help but wonder if his concern for her legs meant he still had a little bit of affection for her.

I am not just wishful thinking.

Looking back, many senior students pursued her passionately, and her family introduced her to many outstanding young talents, but she never had any feelings for them.

It wasn't until she met this man who exuded mature charm that her heart began to ripple, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.

"That's good, Haitang, let me peel an apple for you!"

The old lady selling apples said these apples are very sweet.

As Yu Pingan spoke, he picked up an apple and began to peel it somewhat clumsily, without even waiting for Jiang Haitang to answer whether she wanted to eat it.

"Great! This apple is big and red, it looks delicious."

My favorite fruit is apples.

Jiang Haitang's eyebrows curved into crescents, and her smile was exceptionally radiant.

She discovered that this man was incredibly thoughtful and considerate, which increased her affection for him.

"Apples are good for girls, eat more of them," Yu Pingan said casually.

"Brother Ping An, how do you know that apples are good for girls?"

Jiang Haitang asked curiously, because in her knowledge, many people didn't know this little-known fact.

“I heard it from my brother. He often buys apples for his wife to eat.”

To be honest, a smile unconsciously appeared in Yu Ping'an's eyes when he mentioned his younger brother and sister-in-law.

"Your brother's wife must be a happy little woman. You can tell your brother dotes on her."

Jiang Haitang's eyes revealed envy, and the image of a loving couple couldn't help but appear in her mind.

"Of course! My brother is known for spoiling his wife and is always afraid that she will suffer any loss."

Now, nobody dares to bully his wife.

Back then, when our wicked grandmother bullied his wife, he would even pick up a stick and beat her.

Now, if anyone dares to bully his wife, he'll definitely fight them to the death.

Once Yu Ping'an started talking about this, it was like he had opened a floodgate, recounting the story with great enthusiasm.

"Would you protect your wife like your brother does?"

Jiang Haitang asked tentatively in a low voice, her eyes filled with anticipation and her voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible tension, because the answer was of utmost importance to her.

"Me? I don't have a wife yet!" Yu Pingan was taken aback by the question and was a little confused.

Jiang Haitang couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to herself that this man was adorably silly.

She patiently explained, "Brother Ping An, you don't have a wife now, but you will in the future."

I was just giving an example. If you had a wife, would you protect her with all your might like your brother did?

"Of course!" Yu Pingan said without hesitation, his eyes filled with determination. "If I get married in the future, I will fight anyone who dares to bully my wife. Even if I can't beat them, I will cripple them."

My brother said that if a man can't even protect his own wife, he can't be called a man; he's just a piece of trash.

Yu Pingan always kept his brother's words in mind and secretly vowed that if he ever got married, he would do everything in his power to protect her, love her for the rest of his life, and treat her well.

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