"Where to?" "To the hospital."

Ye Lang opened his eyes and stared at the pale ceiling of the hospital ward. There was no emotion in his eyes, but a flood of information flooded in. He had a very long dream, and now his mind was filled with the contents of the dream.

Only the pain from his internal organs shrinking tightly in the last second was unexpectedly brought out from his dream, causing him to have difficulty breathing.

He was so stupid in my dream that I couldn't even look at him.

Even if I want to do some self-examination, I don’t know where to start.

Blinking, he realized belatedly that it was not an illusion. He really felt pain all over his body. The sore muscles and the heat from his nose told him that his physical condition was not good...

When he turned around, he could see the ward card written on the bedside, which recorded that his body temperature was 39.7°C half an hour ago.

Turns out it was a fever, no wonder.

The dripping liquid from the IV hanging on the back of the hand was the only movement in the room.

He was the only one in the room.

There is nothing wrong with this.

Ye Lang had actually long been accustomed to being alone. He had been like this since he sent his mother back to the other side. He woke up alone every day, ate alone, and lay back on that uncomfortable bed alone after work...

But today is different.

In the dream, the memories of what he had watched were completely integrated into his mind.

That memory told him that under normal circumstances, he should not wake up alone. At least when he opened his eyes, there should be a chattering person next to him waiting for him to open his eyes, and then frowning and asking him impatiently what he was doing.

“…”

I turned over. The head of the bed pointed to midnight. The man reflected in the glass still had no expression on his face. His body lying on the bed was like a hill...

Ye Lang looked at his blurry facial features reflected in the glass, but miraculously he could see that the corners of his lips were tightly pursed.

He fumbled around the bedside with his hot palm, grabbed his cell phone, checked the low battery level, and skillfully dialed a number.

The phone rang twice. Don't pick it up. The voice on the other end sounded groggy, like someone being woken up from sleep. "Hello, who is this?"

The unfamiliar tone of the other party made Ye Lang stunned for a moment before he spoke, "It's me."

The voice was terribly hoarse, which made Mr. Bodyguard frown slightly. He couldn't help but take another look at the time on the bedside to make sure he hadn't slept for more than twenty-four hours.

His two brief words successfully silenced the other end of the phone. Perhaps they had no idea what was going on with the call. After a long while, Gou An sounded more sober and asked, "Ye Lang?"

Hearing his name, Ye Lang did not respond immediately.

Sure enough, the talkative person on the other side would continue the conversation, "Are you awake? Is there anything wrong?"

The question was purely out of curiosity, but the person on the other end of the phone silently clenched his phone. His Adam's apple rolled, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say -

Only to open my eyes and find she was gone.

I just wanted to give her a call.

If he really told her this, the person on the other end of the phone would probably suspect that he had a brain burn.

"By the way, how do you know my phone number?"

The question from the person on the other end of the phone only caused Ye Lang to fall into an even more terrifying silence.

It was like an IV drip flowing into my mouth along my blood vessels, and the bitterness spread.

Ye Lang knew that Gou An's question was understandable. After all, in the reality outside of the dream, let alone giving him her cell phone number, she didn't even add him on WeChat.

"I can remember it."

This was the second sentence he said after the call was connected.

Gou An on the other end of the phone said "Oh" blankly, and then fell silent. He paused as if he remembered something and asked, "Are you calling to accuse me?"

This left him speechless even more than asking him "what's the matter?"

Ye Lang searched for useful information in his chaotic mind and remembered a little why he was lying here -

Gou An found the butterfly cake that he had always thought was his favorite, and finally asked him to give it to Lu Wan. Lu Wan revealed the matter in front of everyone...

Gou An was naturally furious.

So Lu Wan jumped into the swimming pool in the middle of winter.

He didn't know what was going on and wanted to pull Lu Wanwan in, so Gou An pushed him in as well.

Thinking of Lu Wan, Ye Lang's eyelashes trembled slightly and his eyes dimmed.

After a few seconds, his eyelashes lifted, and he heard his own voice almost steady: "I'm not going to start a war to accuse you."

"?"

"It's an apology."

The palm holding the phone was sweating. The man on the other end of the phone was obviously unfamiliar with apologizing and seemed quite clumsy. Facing the confusion on the other end of the phone, he took the opportunity to say, "Sorry, I shouldn't have given the butterfly cake to Lu Wan."

On the other end of the phone, Gou An got up from the bed, opened the curtains and took a look: Strange, there is no red rain.

She didn't know how to answer. Strangely, the person on the other end of the phone didn't rush her. He just waited for a while and then said, "Are you thinking about what to say to me?"

“…”

"Need not."

“…”

Yeah?

So thoughtful.

"Anyway, if I apologize to you, you usually won't accept it."

“…”

Gou An pushed open the window and reached out his hand to grab outside the window: Is it really not raining red rain?

After a brief, straight-to-the-point, and abrupt apology, Ye Lang called Gou An's name again. The words "Can you come to the hospital to see me tomorrow?" came to his lips, but he was too embarrassed to say them out loud.

In the end, the phone ran out of battery and turned off automatically, saving the embarrassing situation.

Gou An listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone and felt more and more that something was wrong.

To be honest, when Gou An saw Ye Lang collapse by the swimming pool today, he thought he was dead.

She didn't react for a moment, thinking that the punishment for reducing her friendship level to zero was that she pushed someone into the swimming pool, and then that person died -

It has to be said that in this case, the original novel could successfully send her back to Qingshan Prison.

She was so scared at the time, her mind full of thoughts: Is the purpose of this masterpiece just to put the vicious female supporting character in jail? The vicious female supporting character was so scared that she took two steps back until her shoulder hit the arms of the man behind her.

When He Jinxing held her shoulders, Gou An was still thinking about the fragmented memories of Qingshan Prison——

The tall and fat inmate; the “click-click” sound of the pedal-operated retro sewing machine;

A cheap apple;

Cut hair into pieces.

Her face must have looked very ugly at that time. She trembled violently when her shoulders were held. She turned her head in panic and looked into the calm eyes behind her.

Reflecting her pale face, He Jinxing's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked a little unhappy for a moment.

However, the man still said nothing. His hot hands gently covered her eyes, which were wide open with fear, and said calmly: He will be fine, don't be afraid.

At first glance, his words seemed to indicate that something was not quite right in the process, but Gou An just felt this subconsciously and did not think about it in detail.

Next, the people brought by He Jinxing quickly fished Ye Lang out of the water. Fortunately, he was still breathing, but unconscious.

The ambulance took him and Lu Wan away together. Gou An was taken to He Jinxing's car and they returned home together in a daze.

He Jinxing was still running a fever. When she got home, she saw Gou An enter the room and then went back home by herself. For the first time that day, he did not send her a message to chat or say good night. Gou An guessed that he must have gone home and slept again.

Thinking of He Jinxing, Gou An picked up her phone and took a look. In addition to her friends gossiping with her about the subsequent mess, the student union members were flooding the screen with messages saying that the school celebration tonight was a success and thanked her for the butterfly cakes.

There isn't much other information.

He Jinxing did not send any new message.

Gou An was stunned. She didn't see the familiar Crayon Shin-chan avatar at the top of the chat list. She couldn't tell whether she was a little uncomfortable or what. She put down her phone with mixed feelings.

"Stupid cat."

The stupid system cat meowed sleepily and yawned.

"Check Yelang's friendliness."

The system was silent for a while, probably because it was operating. After a while, the fat little cat came back with a clueless face.

【Jiaojiao: I can’t find it. 】

"……?"

Can't find it? What a new type of incompetent answer.

[Jiao Jiao: Don’t curse in your heart. I can hear you. If you can’t find it, then you can’t find it. This person’s friendship record has disappeared from my account… and it doesn’t show what the penalty for clearing the friendship is. If you want to find out, you may have to go see Mr. Bodyguard in person tomorrow—]

[Jiao Jiao: 'I don't want to see him! ']

Gou An had a blank expression on his face: "Why don't you try being sarcastic again?"

[Jiao Jiao: Anyway, you can't hit me. I'm just a cold Tamagotchi.]

[Jiao Jiao: There is a way to not be a Tamagotchi, but the hope of this little kitty being resurrected is probably slimmer than a comet hitting the earth or seeing the dinosaurs resurrected in my lifetime...]

【Jiao Jiao: Whose fault is it? 】

【Jiao Jiao: I won’t tell you.】

Gou An raised his hands and covered his ears.

[Jiao Jiao: Now that person refuses to face reality and covers his ears. ]

[Jiao Jiao: I'm in your head, what's the point of covering your ears? ]

【Jiao Jiao: Hey——】

Gou An: “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

[Jiao Jiao: Are you going to see Ye Lang tomorrow? ]

Gou An lifted up the quilt and covered his face with the force that he intended to smother himself to death. After a long time, he heard a muffled sound coming from under the raised quilt.

"Go! That's enough! I'm so annoyed!"

The next morning, Gou An had no classes, but she still got up early.

I was worried that this masterpiece, which I temporarily named "Creating and Killing the Vicious Female Supporting Character" in my mind, would start to shine and create new plots to try to kill the vicious female supporting character. I was so worried that I couldn't sleep all night last night. Now, with heavy dark circles under my eyes, Gou An listlessly closed the door of his yard.

She sighed.

When I turned around, I saw the neighbor's Maybach driving out of the yard——

Ever since He Jinxing and Gou An got engaged, the old man inexplicably changed back to his Maybach.

The moment the spotlessly clean black business sedan passed by her, it braked to a stop, the rear window rolled down, and a man with a stern face appeared behind the window.

"Where are you going?"

The voice sounded strangely stiff.

Gou An stared at the handsome face of the man in front of him for a few seconds. He did not answer his question, but reflexively wanted to ask him: Are you awake? Why didn't you send me a WeChat message?

Such a stupid question, when it came to her lips, she blushed automatically and swallowed it back into her stomach.

At this moment, two low coughs coming from the car interrupted her thoughts.

After taking a look, He Jinxing's complexion still didn't look very good. He looked sick and tired, with an unnatural flush on the tip of his nose.

Gou An suddenly stretched out his hand without warning, pressed it against the car window, and bent down——

He Jinxing was caught off guard when he smelled a familiar scent entering his nose. He had been cold-hearted all morning, and it was as if he saw someone holding a burning axe, bloodily, violently and forcefully splitting his ice shell that was specially customized for someone...

He had never thought in his life that the word "aggressive" could be applied to a little girl who blushed when she saw him.

But there is no doubt that he really stepped back subconsciously.

—To keep myself from getting dizzy.

However, the aggressor himself seemed to know nothing about this. She blatantly leaned on his car window, stretched out a hand, and quickly touched his forehead. When he was completely stunned, she frowned and said, "You are the one who still has a fever. Where are you going if you don't stay at home and lie down?"

"Meeting."

"Did you go out and take your temperature? Why would the earth explode when those people can't see you today?"

“…”

Secretary Liu, who was sitting in the front row, finally couldn't help it and turned his head.

The boss gave him a warning look and he immediately turned his head back.

Then tried to peek in the rearview mirror—

He Jinxing was seen holding the wrist of the little girl, whose half body was almost sticking into the car window, with an expressionless face, and taking her hand away from his forehead.

Gou An was stunned.

But He Jinxing did not let go of her hand.

The thumb of the man's long-term pen-holding had a thin callus on it, but it did not prevent him from feeling the smoothness and softness of the pen in his hand. He resisted the urge to hold on and just rubbed it lightly with restraint.

Then he slowly let her go.

The routine smile returned to the man's face. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the person standing against the light outside the window. The corners of his lips curved up, "So fierce."

Secretary Liu silently reached out and tilted the rearview mirror to an angle where he couldn't see.

Gou An's voice was relatively calm. "People who are sick should rest at home."

"knew."

"You're so perfunctory."

"Hmm? No, you think too much."

Secretary Liu's toes began to dig into the ground. He looked down at his phone with a numb head. Someone in the work group had already tagged him, asking if he had received a call from Mr. He. The person in charge overseas was staying up late waiting for the meeting to end and going to bed. Please be a little more humane to Mr. He...

Secretary Liu sent a “…” and an emoticon of a kitten sighing to the group.

Gou An thought for a moment, glanced at Secretary Liu and the driver in the front seat who had "I'm not here" written on the back of their heads, and lowered his voice to call out the man's name.

The person being called raised an eyebrow.

"It's really okay. I took medicine."

In the back seat of the car, the voice of Mr. He, who people had been waiting for, sounded indifferently:

"I asked a bunch of questions. Do you want to answer the question I asked you? You don't have classes this morning. Where are you going?"

Gou An pursed his lips and said, "Hospital."

After pushing someone into the water and having to call an ambulance, it was completely natural to go and check on them the next day. She felt that she didn't need to say too much and give a lot of explanations, as it would seem like she was trying to cover up something.

Unexpectedly, after giving this answer, the man in the car fell silent.

Gou An looked at him blankly, not knowing what meant by his silence for a moment.

A few seconds later, He Jinxing glanced at her and said, "Give me a minute," and the car window rolled up.

Gou An, who was trapped outside the car, was confused and not sure whether she could leave. It seemed that He Jinxing was asking her not to leave?

The people outside the car were feeling the wind and were struggling with their conscience.

He Jinxing coughed softly, raised his hand and patted the backrest of the passenger seat, and said lazily: "Notify Justin that the meeting will be rescheduled to tomorrow morning, so that they can go to bed."

Secretary Liu: “…”

Secretary Liu: “?”

He Jinxing glanced at him, expressionless: "I want to go to the hospital too."

Secretary Liu: "...Didn't you take the medicine?"

"Liu Hao." The man called out the name of the secretary in the front row who was trying to resist with an expressionless face, "Can't you read the air?"

"?"

"How important are those few newly sown grasses in foreign fields?"

"…What do you think?"

"Does it matter if my wife is running away with someone else?"

“…”

ah????

My mind exploded into ruins.

Secretary Liu flipped the rearview mirror back and let the boss in the back seat see his eyes clearly, which were full of confusion.

He Jinxing was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He looked gloomy and turned away as if refusing to communicate.

He reached out and lowered the window again, and said to the little girl who was shivering outside the car and trying to put on gloves for him, "Don't wear them anymore, get in the car."

Gou An: “Ah?”

He Jinxing: "Go to the hospital."

The tone is not good.

It's like holding back a fire.

Gou An climbed into the car wrapped in coldness. It really felt like he was sitting next to a stove, burning from the inside out.

(End of this chapter)