Chapter 667 Sensitive and Suspicious
Gong Lian straightened up, then suddenly felt it was pointless: "Alright, I'm not kidding anymore. I don't ask for much, just for you to have a meal with me. That's not an unreasonable request, is it?"
He knew that her willingness to lower herself and let him set conditions was already a form of submission and concession.
If his demands are too unreasonable, she will not only refuse to agree, but will also bring their hard-won relationship back to square one.
That would seem like a bad deal, and he's not that stupid.
Taking a step back to move forward is the best solution at present.
"That's more like it." Sang Ruo's expression softened slightly when she heard him joking. "Don't joke with me like that in the future. We're not that close yet."
Just kidding, this kind of thing only works between friends.
Given their current situation, they can at best be described as turning enemies into friends, but they haven't even reached the point of being friends yet.
Gong Lian wasn't angry at her retort. Instead, he smiled and said, "If you say we're not close, then we're not close. It was just a joke. You don't need to take it too seriously."
For her to soften her heart and agree to have a meal with him is already a huge step forward.
He dared not ask for too much, for asking for too much would only cause her to resent him.
Just as Sang Ruo was about to say goodbye, the nurse on duty in Bo Jinyan's ward said, "Ms. Sang, if you want to talk, please go somewhere else. This is a hospital, please keep quiet."
"good."
Sang Ruo smiled awkwardly, then entered Bo Jinyan's ward without even saying hello.
As soon as she entered the ward, she saw Bo Jinyan staring at the ceiling with his eyes open. Not knowing what he was thinking, she tentatively asked, "Ayan?"
"Xiao Ruo, could you peel an apple for me?" Bo Jinyan suddenly asked.
This was the first time he had asked her for food, so Sang Ruo naturally didn't refuse and readily agreed: "Okay, I'll go wash it for you right away."
After saying that, she took the apples and fruit knife from the fruit basket and immediately went into the bathroom to wash them.
Just then, the nurse on duty came in to change his water. After the initial discomfort, Bo Jinyan had developed a keen sense of hearing and smell, so he naturally recognized that the nurse had come in to change his water.
Just as the nurse was about to leave with the empty bottle, Bo Jinyan's indifferent voice rang out: "Nurse, was Miss Sang talking to a man outside just now?"
"Yes, you heard everything?" The nurse didn't notice his unusual behavior. "They were talking quite loudly, and they seemed quite intimate, like a young couple. Who is this Miss Sang to you?"
They seemed like friends, but she didn't look at the patient's family's information. After all, that's a matter of patient privacy, and they generally don't have the right to look at it unless there's a reason.
The young couple were very affectionate.
When these words reached Bo Jinyan's ears, his face suddenly darkened, but he still said calmly, "It's nothing, she's just a friend of mine."
It seems his guess was right. Sang Ruo had been frequently talking to other people behind his back at the door lately, her voice sometimes loud and sometimes soft. At first, he thought they were really friends.
But judging from what the nurse just said, that man doesn't seem to be just Xiaoruo's friend.
Could it be that Xiao Ru really took advantage of his inattention to get together with another man?
impossible.
If Xiao Ruo isn't that kind of person, absolutely not; he must have misunderstood.
But he couldn't forget what the nurse had just said. His mind was filled with images of Sang Ruo being intimate with other men, which made his face grow increasingly gloomy.
So much so that when Sang Ruo finished peeling the apple for him and came out, she was taken aback by his overly gloomy face: "Ayan, what's wrong? Why do you look so pale? Are you feeling unwell?"
Her tone was tense, as if she was worried that something was wrong with his body again, and she sounded very concerned.
Nothing different from usual.
But Bo Jinyan just couldn't forget what the nurse had just said. His mind was filled with images of Sang Ruo and another man. His thin lips were almost pressed into a straight line, revealing his deep displeasure.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Sang Ruo worriedly reached out her hand to check the temperature on his forehead. But just as her hand was about to touch his forehead, Bo Jinyan, as if by reflex, raised his hand and slapped her hand away with great force.
Then came his slightly deep voice: "It's nothing."
Sang Ruo looked at the reddened skin on the back of her hand, somewhat stunned: "Ayan, what happened? Is something on your mind?"
If you have something on your mind, why not tell her?
It's so painful to keep things bottled up inside.
"I've already said I didn't," Bo Jinyan said impatiently, his tone sharp and his impatience obvious. "How many times do I have to say it?"
He practically growled out his last sentence.
Sang Ruo was bewildered by his outburst of temper and was somewhat stunned: "Ayan, what's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
He was perfectly fine just a moment ago, so how come he changed so much in the short time it took her to peel an apple?
Did something happen while she was peeling an apple for him?
That shouldn't be the case; no one except the nurses has been in this ward.
"What, don't I have the right to be in a bad mood?" Bo Jinyan said irritably, his empty, lifeless eyes revealing a hint of impatience: "If you're unhappy, you don't have to care about me."
Anyway, she no longer cared about his feelings, and he didn't care about her joys and sorrows anymore.
But every time he thought of that scene, his heart was gnawed by jealousy, and he wanted to take action almost every second. A strong destructive urge spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body.
Upon hearing this, Sang Ruo paused for a moment before saying somewhat awkwardly, "I didn't say you don't have the right to be in a bad mood. What I mean is, if you have something on your mind, you can talk about it and tell me. It's much better than keeping it all bottled up inside."
Moreover, he is blind, and he hasn't even gotten over the hurdle in his heart yet. If he has any worries at this time, it will undoubtedly make things worse for his already sensitive and fragile mentality.
It might even worsen his condition and cause him to develop symptoms of mental illness.
Therefore, her timely guidance was still very necessary.
“Sometimes, it’s better to say nothing than to say something,” Bo Jinyan suddenly blurted out.
He was afraid that if he really said it, and it turned out to be true, then the only fig leaf would be torn off, and how would the two of them get along in the future?
If he doesn't tell her, she'll never know what he's thinking, and he can still leave her a glimmer of hope.
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