Thinking this, Su Chen increased his speed and drove towards the hospital entrance.

Sure enough, as soon as I got out of the car, I saw Si Jin standing at the door.

Ding Sijin has medium-length short hair, which she still wears in a small bun as before, and she wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving her an artistic air.

She was a little taller than Ding Sisheng, had a better figure, and her waist seemed... to be thinner.

Same appearance, different temperament, he likes it.

Su Chen wasn't in a hurry to go upstairs to see Ding Sisheng, and even silenced his phone, letting Ding Sisheng do whatever he wanted.

Then, she slowly walked towards Si Jin, pretending to admit her mistake: "Sheng Sheng, it's so windy, why did you come out? It's so cold."

As she spoke, she reached out, intending to wrap her arms around the man's incredibly slender waist.

But before his hand could fall, a bolt of lightning pierced through his body.

His clothes were tattered, and his hair stood on end.

He opened his mouth, but without even screaming, he exhaled a wisp of lifeless gray smoke.

Si Jin stepped away from him with disgust, saying, "The wind is strong, look, you can't even recognize people anymore."

Is this... a rejection?

Su Chen coughed, his sunglasses shattered into pieces and fell off, leaving only a pair of clear black and white eyes that silently screamed with anger.

"Ding Sijin? You dare to shock me?!"

He was a popular singer with his own entertainment company, and many people fawned over him, wanting to sleep with him; Ding Sisheng was no exception.

That damn Ding Sijin, he doesn't know what's good for him!

"Hmm." Si Jin turned her head away, her trench coat half-length, one hand in her pocket: "Waiting for my boyfriend, stay away from me."

"Your boyfriend? Who is he?"

Si Jin did not answer.

Su Chen continued to guess: "It's not that artifact that was trending with you a while ago, is it? Ding Sijin, are you kidding me?"

"No matter what, it's still a corpse whose spirit has been revived! It can only stay in a display case!" he said bitterly. "What, do you think he'll drive up and pick you up with roses? Dream on."

"Why don't you come with me? I'm...very romantic."

As she spoke, she walked towards Si Jin.

At that moment, Si Jin saw something, her eyes crinkled, and she didn't flinch, just stood there motionless.

Seeing that things were going well, Su Chen tried even harder to please him: "How about this, you sleep with me, and I'll dump Ding Sisheng right away, and then..."

Tear—

However, before he could finish speaking, the sound of tires screeching against the ground forcefully entered his ears, startling Su Chen so much that he instinctively flinched away.

That way, you won't be publicly humiliated.

He was still panting, his eyes wide as he stared at the Lamborghini that was only a centimeter away from him, his heart pounding in his throat.

Just as she was about to curse, "Who the hell is driving without looking?", she saw the car door slowly open, and Shao Linyuan was sitting inside, holding Si Jin's hand.

On the passenger seat next to it, there was a large bouquet of blue roses.

"When I bought clothes today, the shop assistant only gave me one flower. I felt it was too little, not good enough for you." Shao Linyuan looked up at his lover earnestly: "So, I bought a lot more. How did we end up at...the hospital?"

"Oh, I have a bit of a cold."

Shao Linyuan tilted his head slightly, his white hair fluttering with the movement, clearly indicating that he didn't quite understand.

Si Jin rephrased it as, "I just caught a cold."

"Oh." Shao Linyuan immediately understood: "Then come up quickly, I'll take you home and make you some ginger soup."

"Making ginger soup? Hahahaha! That's hilarious!" Su Chen laughed to himself: "An ancient person, even communication is difficult. Ding Sijin, you really know how to make trouble for yourself."

Suddenly, as if he had figured something out, he raised one eyebrow and laughed wildly: "Oh, there's one more thing I forgot, this thing is a corpse, it probably doesn't even have a heart, hahaha!"

Si Jin ignored him and took two steps forward, trying to reach the flowers on the passenger seat from Shao Linyuan's side.

This action inevitably requires bending over and getting close.

Shao Linyuan didn't say anything, just leaned back in the driver's seat and obediently waited for Jinjin to bring the flowers.

He didn't want to help because that way, Jinjin would always get closer to him.

As long as the two of them are around, it seems that everything else in the world is superfluous and insignificant.

Su Chen was like trash, ruthlessly abandoned on the roadside, a clown amusing himself.

But that's not the worst part.

Three seconds later, he saw that Si Jin, under the guise of picking up the flowers, had somehow brushed against Shao Linyuan's suit jacket.

Then, as he stood up, he turned his head slightly and "inadvertently" kissed Shao Linyuan's heart with his thin lips.

Through a thin shirt, it brazenly teased the emperor's heart, which had long since stopped beating.

His lips were warm and soft, yet so hot that Shao Linyuan's breath hitched, his heart skipped a beat, and even the tips of his ears turned red.

Are modern people's clothes...so improper?

Si Jin took in his reaction, then picked up the flower with satisfaction and said with a smile, "Isn't this something that can jump?"