Xinghe reached out, wanting to take it from Jiang Yezhou's hand.
Jiang Yezhou subtly avoided the question, saying, "You just woke up and don't have much strength. Let me feed you."
Xinghe: ?
His eyes lit up instantly.
She lay back down on the bed.
Her voice had become a little weak. "Yes, I'm still a little tired."
Jiang Yezhou's hands have long, slender fingers and distinct knuckles.
It was very long; Xinghe felt it was longer than his own by a joint.
Holding the porcelain-white spoon, he couldn't tell for a moment whether he was whiter or the spoon was whiter.
She has a pretty face too.
Her eyelashes were long and curled, and her pale lips seemed to have regained some color today.
He brought the spoon to his lips and blew gently.
Xinghe has no recollection of what she ate or what it tasted like.
My mind is filled with it.
It's really beautiful.
As Jiang Yezhou was about to leave, he casually mentioned, "Your birthday is coming up, what gift would you like?"
Xinghe's kitten eyes seemed to glow, "Anything is fine?"
Jiang Yezhou: "Mm."
The voice in Xinghe's head kept repeating itself.
I want you! I want you, I want you!
Fortunately, she remained rational and was also afraid of frightening Jiang Yezhou.
She smiled sweetly, "I'll like whatever Brother Ye Zhou gives me."
Jiang Yezhou paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, Xingxing, you should get some rest."
There was a hint of amusement in his voice.
After the old man died, no one ever called Xinghe that again.
Moreover, the way Jiang Yezhou pronounced that name, for some reason, was strangely alluring.
Xinghe's ears were a little red.
Jiang Yezhou approached Xinghe and helped her tidy up the blankets.
"Rest well, Star."
As they were leaving, Jiang Yezhou chuckled softly in Xinghe's ear, "Your acting skills are really quite poor."
Jiang Yezhou walked for a long time.
Xinghe couldn't figure out what Jiang Yezhou meant by those words either.
However, when Jiang Yezhou got closer to her, his long hair fell into her hands, making not only her hands a little itchy, but also her heart.
The Jiang family is very wealthy.
Ugh, so annoying.
She needs to save a lot of money to be able to support Jiang Yezhou.
Xinghe rolled over on the bed.
She's fine and wants to be discharged.
Ye Ning forcefully rejected Xinghe's request.
Let her rest well in the hospital and not think about going out for the next few days.
Xinghe's rebuttal was ineffective, so she could only obediently stay in the hospital.
Ye Ning and Sheng Xiuwen were making final preparations for Xinghe's birthday.
The brothers took turns keeping Xinghe company.
They wanted to come together, but Xinghe refused.
After a long period of negotiation, we finally obtained a request to have a different person every day.
They came one person each day, in turn.
The eldest brother felt the most guilty. He hadn't slept for two or three days, and his eyes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
Even so, he still had to stay by the Milky Way every step of the way, not daring to close his eyes for even a second.
He was afraid that if he closed his eyes, the scene of Xinghe collapsing in front of him would repeat itself.
Even when Xinghe gets out of bed and wants to move around, Boss Sheng will carefully help her.
Xinghe was extremely annoyed.
He slapped Boss Sheng unconscious and threw him onto the bed.
She's not a porcelain doll; she's really perfectly fine.
However, the hospital couldn't find the cause of her dizziness. Her physical indicators were fine, but Xinghe was too important to worry about, so the hospital suggested observing her for a few more days.
On the first day, Boss Sheng slept all day.
She sat on the sofa, playing games all day, occasionally sending messages to bother Jiang Yezhou.
The next day, it was Sheng Lao Er's turn.
The second son of the Sheng family personally cooked the soup.
The second Sheng brother was smarter than the eldest Sheng brother. He covered for Xinghe, and the two of them went out for a while. Xinghe's feelings towards him improved a lot.
The third day.
Xinghe looked at Sheng Laosan with a sense of unease.
Sheng Laosan didn't say anything, just sat in front of Xinghe, following Xinghe no matter what he did.
The person who used to be very talkative is now as quiet as a silence.
Xinghe disliked him and wanted to provoke him.
Why aren't you going to see your sister?
"Your dearest sister wants to kill you, how pitiful."
"It's a pity that he lost his eyes; they should have been donated to someone who needs them."
Sheng Laosan didn't say anything, but took two steps closer to her bedside.
Xinghe's eyes gleamed with anticipation. "You can't stand me sending your sister in, can you? Then take action and avenge her."
She was incredibly bored.
Ye Ning would occasionally take the time to video call and check up on her. She could manage to slip away and figure out how to handle it, but how should I put it...
Ye Ning is indeed her mother; she can often see through Xinghe's little tricks at a glance.
She didn't blame Xinghe; she just sat there, silently wiping away her tears.
Xinghe didn't actually dislike it; this straightforward and intense family affection had been healing her barren childhood.
She was just getting a little bored. If she could beat up Sheng Laosan, that would be even better.
Sheng Laosan seemed not to have heard those words, nor did he seem to have noticed the provocation in Xinghe's eyes. He walked to the bedside, closed the window closest to Xinghe, and opened the other window.
"It's a bit cold," Sheng Laosan said dryly. "Don't catch a cold."
Galaxy: ...
How boring! How boring!
Xinghe pulled the blanket up and continued to lie there like a corpse.
Sheng Laosan clumsily cut the fruit.
A large platter of fruit was cut up and placed over the starry sky.
Xinghe didn't even glance at him, her back turned to him.
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