Back in the car, the atmosphere became noticeably more solemn.
After driving for a distance, Lin Ru glanced at the rearview mirror and the girl seemed to be still standing there.
"How could it be such a coincidence?"
Su Man knew that Lin Ru was suspicious. She leaned her head against the car window and said casually, "Maybe someone happened to be in the hospital."
Lin Ru frowned. "That's a private hospital. All the nurses and doctors have signed confidentiality agreements. It's impossible for this to get out."
"That's the flower shop? There's no such thing as an impenetrable wall in the world." Su Man said nonchalantly, "Besides, it's not a bad thing that I woke up. Why should I hide it?"
Lin Ru was stunned by the question, and immediately realized that his words would easily arouse Su Man's suspicion. He stopped worrying about it and changed the subject to ask her what she wanted to eat in the evening.
Su Man was not in the mood because she had just finished paying tribute to the deceased, so she let Lin Ru make the decision.
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Back home, Lin Ru carried Su Man to the wheelchair and wanted to push her to the toy room, but when he thought that she had regained consciousness and would not want to play with those children's things, he stopped in the living room and said, "You watch TV for a while, I'll go cook."
Su Man grabbed him and said, "You cook? So you have been taking care of me all this time, right?"
Lin Ru didn't answer her question, but just smiled and said, "Fortunately, God has returned you to me. That's enough."
"You've been really hard-working these days."
Su Man looked at Lin Ru, her eyes filled with emotion that was about to overflow.
"Okay, we are husband and wife, a family, no need to be so polite, you take a rest first, I will be here soon."
"Um."
After Lin Ru left, Su Man looked around the living room, a place she rarely visited, and pondered secretly.
Aunt Wang was probably fired by Lin Ru. Is it because she doesn't need anyone to take care of her?
Or, Lin Ru didn't want her to know what happened before she woke up?
Su Man didn't know what Lin Ru was thinking, and she kept changing channels with the remote control until Lin Ru, wearing an apron, came over and called her to eat.
It was getting late, so Lin Ru didn't cook anything too greasy. He just stir-fried two vegetarian dishes and made a pot of porridge.
In the past, it was Lin Ru who fed Su Man, but now that Su Man can eat by herself, the atmosphere between the two has become silent.
Su Man asked unexpectedly, "Is my piano still there?"
Lin Ru paused as he picked up the food. "Well, but you haven't fully recovered yet. You should wait until you feel better before playing."
Su Man didn't refute. She bit the end of her chopsticks and said vaguely, "Fortunately, my leg was injured. If my hand was injured, I'm afraid I would never be able to go on stage again."
After saying this, Su Man could clearly feel Lin Ru's expression become stiff, but she acted as if she didn't notice and said, "After I get into trouble, there will definitely be fans who will be sad. Should we hold a fan reception?"
“…”
Su Man's proposal was not excessive, but Lin Ru did not respond for a long time.
"Why don't you say anything?" Su Man was dissatisfied.
Lin Ru put down his bowl and chopsticks and wiped his mouth. "I was just thinking about where to hold the reception."
Su Man smiled, "That's about right."
Then she started discussing with Lin Ru. Lin Ru didn't say much, so she did most of the talking.
After dinner, Lin Ru moved her to the sofa to watch TV while he went to clean up the dishes.
Su Man squinted her eyes at his back and asked casually, "Where's my phone?"
Lin Ru piled the plates together and said slowly, "My phone was broken in the car accident."
When the car accident was mentioned, Su Man's expression turned gloomy. "Yes, the car accident was so serious that my parents... not to mention a mobile phone."
Seeing that Su Man was beginning to feel sad again because of her parents' affairs, Lin Ru put down the work in his hands, wiped his hands with a wet towel, sat down next to Su Man and comforted her, "If your parents were still alive, they would definitely not want to see you so sad. The fact that you are alive is also because your parents are blessing you from heaven. They would also be relieved to see that you are living a happy life."
Su Man nodded reluctantly, "You're right, I should live well with their expectations."
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After Su Man calmed down, Lin Ru went in and took out an iPad. "As for the phone, I'll buy you one tomorrow. You can play with the tablet for a while first."
Su Man took it and said, "Well, luckily I still have you."
Lin Ru's eyes curved, "Then I'll go clean up and come over to accompany you later."
Hearing the sound of water in the kitchen, Su Man chose an angle where no one could see her and logged into her WeChat.
After verification, the chat list is empty.
Su Man was a little surprised. After all, Mo Man was cheerful and popular. She looked towards the kitchen. Could it be that Lin Ru had deleted it?
Then she opened the forum.
However, she did not log in to her own account, but just searched for related entries about Moman.
The first one that came out was the one she posted that morning.
At this point, the number of floors inside had already reached over a thousand. Su Man took a quick look and found the one with the most likes was a photo with the caption, "The forum really didn't lie to me!"
Su Man recognized it at a glance. This was when Lin Ru was carrying her on his back. Although it was only a side profile, it was enough for fans to recognize them.
[Wow! It’s really Moman! When I saw the post today, I was still wondering if it was true.]
[It's true, my boyfriend and I went to pay respects to his grandfather. After seeing the post, we stayed and didn't expect to actually meet him!]
[Oh my god, the piano elf has returned to the human world! ]
[Manman said that it was all thanks to Lin Ru not giving up, what a wonderful love story this is!]
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