Chapter 46 Kiss Her

Sang Sui's hands went limp and the textbook fell to the ground with a bang.

Lin Luoluo was stunned: "Sui Sui, what's wrong with you... Hey, where are you going?!"

Sang Sui ran out of the school and stopped a car at the gate: "Master, Ren Ai Hospital!"

"OK."

"Please hurry up."

"Oh, it's time to get off work, the road is already congested, so we still have to prioritize safety." The driver turned the steering wheel and the car left the spot.

Sang Sui sat in the back seat of the car, holding his phone tightly in both hands, tears instantly rolling down his cheeks.

The driver was frightened and quickly stepped on the accelerator: "Okay, okay, I'll try to go faster. Don't cry, don't cry. There is nothing serious in this world except life and death. There will definitely be a turn for the better, it will definitely happen! Believe me!"

Sang Sui slowly closed her eyes, her body trembling slightly. The uncontrollable fear and terror were like a wave that hit her and pushed her into despair.

How could something happen to him...

-

Sang Sui ran to the door of Sheng Yize's ward in one breath.

After the beginning of spring, the temperature was still relatively low. She was wearing thick clothes, and when she ran over, her entire forehead and back were covered in sweat.

She was gasping for breath, and when she saw the person lying on the hospital bed, her breathing stopped.

Sang Sui's fingers were shaking uncontrollably. When she stepped inside, she realized her feet were so heavy that she had to muster up her courage with every step.

She was afraid that something might happen to Sheng Yize, and even more afraid that he would be dead by the time she walked over.

Sang Sui took a deep breath, walked to the bed step by step, and looked at his whole body with trembling eyes.

His face was slightly scratched and his forehead was wrapped in gauze, with a faint red tint to the white gauze.

His left leg was also injured and was covered in a thick plaster cast, which was resting on a brace nearby.

He lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face pale and his breathing shallow, so shallow that she could hardly feel it.

Sang Sui's tears immediately rolled down. He propped up his body, and with trembling hands reached over to put his hand under his nose.

And breathe.

Almost at that moment, her whole body went limp and she fell to the ground.

She slowly got up from the ground, looked at him, and called softly: "Sheng Yize..."

What is going on?

How did he get hurt like this? !

But the person on the bed did not respond and still had his eyes closed.

Chen Yi had just come back from getting the report and was stunned when he saw Sang Sui.

"Sang Sui." He walked in.

Sang Sui turned his head to look at him and hurried forward: "What happened? Why is he injured like this? How is he? Is it serious?"

Chen Yi smiled and said, "You asked me so many questions at once, which one should I answer?"

"How is he?"

"He's fine, just broke a leg and had a bruised forehead. The doctor said he needs to rest for a while." Chen Yi put the medical report aside and glanced at Sheng Yize on the bed. "I don't know what's wrong with him lately. He's been in a very depressed mood since returning from the Chinese New Year. He either drinks alone or invites a group of friends to go racing."

"He got injured this time because of an accident during the car race this morning. His car flew out and he rolled on the ground several times. His leg was broken and his head was bruised."

Sang Sui knew that Sheng Yize was good at racing, but he seemed to rarely participate.

I didn't expect an accident to happen this time and I fell like this.

Sang Sui looked at the person on the hospital bed, and his heart ached slightly.

Chen Yi looked at her and sighed: "Brother Sheng doesn't really like racing. He only races with them when he's in a bad mood and needs to release some energy. I think it's the same this time."

He paused and called her, "Sang Sui."

Sang Sui looked at him.

"Did something happen at home during the Chinese New Year that made Brother Sheng so upset?"

Sang Sui recalled how he slammed the door and walked out of Sheng Guohua's study on New Year's Eve.

She rolled her throat and said, "On New Year's Eve, he had a quarrel with Uncle Sheng."

-

Sheng Yize woke up the next day.

When he woke up, he felt severe pain in his left leg. He wanted to get up, but in the end he had to lie back in bed.

He subconsciously pulled his hand away, and suddenly felt a warm hand covering his hand. Because he had not moved for a long time, his palm was covered with sweat.

Sheng Yize turned and looked to the side.

It's Sang Sui.

She sat on a nearby chair, her face on the bed, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

The figure was tired, and even when he moved, she did not wake up.

Did she guard him all night?

Sheng Yize's heart softened, he raised his hand to cover her head and touched it gently.

So soft...

Why is she so soft?

Perhaps because the movement was a little too heavy, she moved her head, turned her face to the side, and met Sheng Yize's open eyes.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then stood up quickly after she reacted, her voice full of joy: "Are you awake?"

Sheng Yize wanted to sit up, and Sang Sui hurried over to help him up, putting a pillow behind him so that he could lean more comfortably.

Sheng Yize's lips were still pale. Sitting down moved his injured leg, causing his brows to furrow in pain.

He raised his eyes, his gaze fell on the girl in front of him, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"You've been guarding me here all night?"

Sang Sui nodded, and his eyes became a little red when he thought of the fear he felt last night.

She didn't want him to see it, so she turned her face away and pretended to hold the quilt for him.

Sheng Yize looked at her, his eyes darkened.

He remembered what Sheng Guohua had told him on New Year's Eve.

"Xiao Ze, Dad wants to tell you something." Sheng Guohua's voice echoed in the empty study.

Sheng Yize stood in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "Speak."

Sheng Guohua said in a sad voice: "Xiao Ze, your mother has been dead for three years."

Sheng Yize's face darkened immediately, and he gritted his teeth: "Then what? What do you want to say?"

Sheng Guohua looked at him, his mouth moving.

Every time Wen Xuelin was mentioned in front of his son, he would explode as if he had eaten a firecracker.

He wanted to tell him about that matter several times, but every time he saw how disgusted he was, he put it off again and again.

However, he should be informed of this matter. It would be better for everyone if he were told earlier.

"When your mother passed away, we were all very sad. I also thought that you were still young, so I didn't have any thoughts of remarrying."

Sheng Yize frowned.

"But Dad recently met a woman he loves very much," Sheng Guohua looked him in the eyes, "Dad wants to marry her, and I hope you can agree."

Sheng Yize stared at him, his angry eyes like needles, piercing Sheng Guohua one by one.

"You called me here today to tell me about this?"

"Um."

Sheng Yize suddenly smiled: "Sheng Guohua, are you discussing this with me or informing me?"

Sheng Guohua frowned.

Sheng Yize took a deep breath.

After a while, he finally spoke: "Is it her?"

Sheng Guohua was surprised: "Do you know her?"

"Of course I know him." Sheng Yize smiled and said, "What is it about you that I don't know?"

"you--"

"Sheng Guohua." Sheng Yize put away his smile and approached him step by step, "Unless I die, otherwise, don't even think about marrying that culprit woman!!"

“Pah—”

The water cup on the table was smashed into pieces, and the fragments splashed on the back of Sheng Yize's hand, with blood sliding down.

Sheng Guohua was furious: "It's not your turn to take care of my business!"

"Then let someone else collect your body."

Sheng Yize turned around, slammed the door and left.

Something hit the door hard, making a crisp sound.

Sheng Guohua shouted angrily: "Asshole!"

-

"What are you thinking about?" Sang Sui leaned over.

Sheng Yize came back to his senses and his eyes fell on her little face.

Unexpectedly, they would end up being siblings listed in the same household registration book.

if……

What would it be like if Sheng Guohua knew that he fell in love with his sister?

That should be fun.

"What do you want?" he asked suddenly.

"Um?"

"Just consider it as a thank you for taking care of me all night."

Sang Sui rolled his eyes and saw that he looked serious and didn't seem to be joking.

"Are you serious?"

"real."

"Then I have to think about it carefully." Sang Sui thought for a while, "Is anything possible?"

"Um."

"Then..." Sang Sui looked at him carefully, "Can I call you brother at school?"

Sheng Yize's pupils suddenly dilated.

"Brother" again!

Seeing his grim expression, Sang Sui was worried: "No, no?"

Sheng Yize pulled the corners of his pale mouth: "Okay."

The little girl looked very happy. She suddenly jumped over, propped herself up on the bed with her hands, and smiled happily.

"elder brother!"

Seeing him looking at her, she plucked up the courage to call out again.

“Brother, brother!”

Sheng Yize just looked at her.

Sang Sui became more and more courageous and kept calling “Brother, brother, brother”.

"Sang Sui."

"Huh?"

"Come here."

"What's wrong?" Sang Sui leaned over.

The next second, a warm hand suddenly climbed up her neck.

Sang Sui's body froze, his eyes wide open.

The palm with thin calluses slowly moved back along her smooth neck, and finally grasped the back of her neck.

He pulled her toward him, leaning forward suddenly—

The man's warm lips fell heavily on her lips.