After dinner, the three of them separated. Nurse Yang returned to her floor to be on duty, Zhang Feifei returned to the dormitory, and Chen Chuchu left the hospital.

I made an appointment with Fu Haozhe to go for a walk outside.

She had already changed into her usual clothes on the fifth floor. The weather was neither too cold nor too hot, so she wore a shirt inside and a thin sweater outside.

Her mother knitted it for her last year. It is a white and red striped shirt with a sweetheart collar. The collar of the white shirt inside is turned inside out. Paired with black pants, leather shoes, and a high ponytail, it looks very fashionable.

She didn't know whether Fu Haozhe had arrived, so she went out to wait for him in case she couldn't find him when he came.

The two seemed to have telepathy. As soon as she walked out, Fu Haozhe drove up, parked the car in front of the hospital, got out, and walked towards her with a smile.

He took off his military uniform and put on ordinary clothes. No sweater, just a white shirt, black pants, and black leather shoes, similar to what Chen Chuchu was wearing.

His long legs were wrapped in black pants, with a belt tied around his waist. Above him was a white shirt that showed off his eight-pack abs and a chest that was full of endless reverie.

He looks energetic and extremely handsome.

"Chu Chu! Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Chen Chuchu shook her head, looked at his pants, then looked at her own, with a smile on her lips.

Fu Haozhe didn't know what she was looking at, so he looked at his pants from front to back and didn't find anything unusual.

"What's wrong? What do I have?"

"Nothing, we both wore similar clothes." They looked like couple outfits, Chen Chuchu replied with a smile.

Fu Haozhe suddenly realized: "Oh! So you are looking at this. The clothes I am wearing were just bought a few days ago. It seems that I am too perfunctory to always come to see you in military uniform."

"Pfft!" Chen Chuchu lowered her head and laughed, praising, "You look good in this outfit."

"Does it look good?" Fu Haozhe asked, leaning closer. "Do you like it?"

"I like it, it's nice-looking and handsome." Chen Chuchu answered very straightforwardly.

Fu Haozhe was very happy: "I'm glad you like it. Let's go! Let's go for a walk outside."

"good!"

Chen Chuchu didn't ask where they were going and just followed Fu Haozhe. The two of them walked along the road and experienced what it meant to "walk on the road".

"Yan Ru came here today and said he wanted to see me, but Fei Fei blocked him in the orthopedics department on the second floor."

Suddenly hearing Chen Chuchu asking about Yan Ru, Fu Haozhe got a little nervous: "I know, I met her when I went downstairs. She wanted to see you, and asked me to help call you over. The reason she gave was that you look like her grandmother."

"What? I look like her grandmother?" Chen Chuchu was surprised by Yan Ru's reason. "Why do I look like her grandmother? Did she tell me why?"

"No." Fu Haozhe noticed that something was wrong with Chen Chuchu, and took her hand when she was not paying attention. "Chuchu! What's wrong with you? I think her reason is unreasonable.

She wants to meet you just to get to know you, understand you, and see what kind of person you are, that's all. As for the rest, it's all nonsense. How could you look like her grandmother?

How can you, a northerner, look like a southerner? This lame excuse doesn't hold water at all."

Chen Chuchu: “…”

It’s hard to say! Things are unpredictable. Maybe I am not from the north, but from the south?

It was not easy for her to tell Fu Haozhe about something that had no basis, so she decided to wait until the New Year when she went home to ask her parents.

"What kind of person is Yan Ru? Do you know her?"

“I don’t understand.”

Fu Haozhe put one hand in his pocket and held Chen Chuchu's hand with the other. It was dark now and there were not many people on the road, so he could be bolder. As long as no one saw them, holding hands would not affect anything.

The little hand in his palm was very soft, so soft that it seemed boneless. He held it gently, rubbing his thumb back and forth on the back of her hand.

Fu Haozhe's thumb had thin calluses on it, and rubbing it made Chen Chuchu's hand itch. His palms were thick, and there were calluses everywhere except the palms.

It was obvious how hard the training was on weekdays. Unfortunately, he had a special physique and his wounds healed very slowly. He suffered much more pain and torture than the average person.

Her little hand was restless in his palm. She stretched out her fingers and tapped here and touched there, causing Fu Haozhe to look at her sideways frequently.

Unexpectedly, his Chuchu is quite naughty. She likes to play and tease him. That's fine as long as she likes it.

The two people's hands kept changing positions under the dim street lights, sometimes interlocking their fingers, and sometimes the small hands wrapped around the big palms.

While playing, Chen Chuchu looked around the streets curiously. After all, the streets of this era were very distinctive and had a strong atmosphere of the era, and she liked them very much.

There is no heavy traffic, no need to worry about traffic jams, no need to worry about running red lights, or accidentally stepping on dog poop while walking.

There were not many people on the street, the lights were just coming on, and at this time everyone was basically at home. Very few people were as free as them and were out walking on the street.

Nightlife is extremely lacking, and no one goes out late at night unless there is an open-air movie.

Fu Haozhe was enjoying Chen Chuchu's hands flying up and down in his hands, when suddenly her hands stopped moving and her eyes stared straight at one place. He looked over there.

"Chu Chu! What's wrong? What are you looking at?"

"There's a guy over there, sneaking around behind the guy in front of you. See him? The one wearing the cap."

Although they were walking side by side, Fu Haozhe didn't see it because of the trees in front of him, which blocked his view. He tilted his head to Chen Chuchu's side and saw a thin dark figure following a man pushing a bicycle.

The bicycle chain broke, and there was no place to repair it, so he had to push it home. There was a black leather bag hanging on the handlebar, and he looked like an intellectual.

Fu Haozhe and Chen Chuchu switched positions, and their minds immediately raced to collect information about the nearby area.

There is no college here, only a middle school and a household chemical factory, nothing else. The man in front is either a middle school teacher or a cadre of the chemical factory. Why did the thin and dark man follow him? What is their relationship?

Any personal vendetta?

"Chu Chu! You stand here and wait for me. I'll follow and take a look." Fu Haozhe let go of Chen Chu Chu's hand, faced her, and held her shoulders. "Don't be afraid. I'll be back soon."

Chen Chuchu shook her head: "I'm not afraid, I want to go with you. If you go alone, it's easy to be exposed. If we go together, people won't think you're following us."

Fu Haozhe thought about it and had no objection. He let go of Chen Chuchu and held her with his other hand. He changed positions with her, so naturally he also changed hands.

"You can follow me, but if we really start fighting, move to the side and protect yourself."

Chen Chuchu raised her chin proudly: "You underestimate me, I have also practiced military boxing for a few years. Not only can I protect myself, but maybe I can also help you."

She changed her name from Taekwondo to Military Boxing. After all, they are both fighting styles, so it doesn't matter if she changes the name.