"I haven't seen him for a long time."

Tang Junhe said a little disappointedly.

"How tall is he now? He should be almost as tall as this table, right?"

He gestured to the low table beside his bed.

"almost."

Song Zhi took a glance and answered perfunctorily.

As for the other meanings behind Tang Junhe's words, she just pretended not to understand.

In short, she would not bring Qingbai to him.

"When I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll go see him, bring him something fun, and apologize to him."

Tang Junhe saw her attitude, lowered his eyes slightly, and said again.

"What are you apologizing for?"

His words confused Song Zhi, who didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

"You've been taking care of me lately and haven't had time to spend with him. I should apologize."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was speechless for a moment, but Tang Junhe looked so serious that Song Zhi didn't know what to say.

The next day, when she came over, she saw that Tang Junhe really had a new toy in his hand.

"This kid will probably like it. Bring him here to play this afternoon," he said.

Hearing this, Song Zhi broke out in a cold sweat and made up a lie on the spot to get away with it.

"My dad took him out for an outing, so he's not home."

"Well, then I can only ask you to bring it back to him."

Tang Junhe was obviously a little disappointed.

Song Zhi said "oh" perfunctorily, but she felt a little nervous.

Tang Junhe has been finding excuses to see Qingbai every few days, which puts her under too much pressure.

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