It seemed like someone was talking in his ear. Xia Xi's eyelids felt as heavy as if they weighed a thousand pounds and he couldn't open them. His head was also dizzy, as if he had been hit by a stick.
She didn't hear the voice clearly, but it was very familiar. It should be Xu Yanfeng.
Who is Xu Yanfeng talking to?
"Why hasn't she woken up yet?"
"Have you done all the necessary tests?"
"Is the brain CT scan okay?"
Xia Xi's eyebrows twitched. Why did Xu Yanfeng have so many questions?
Wasn't she sleeping on the plane? What examination, what brain CT scan, what was he talking about... Oh, she understood, she must be dreaming. After they broke up, she often dreamed of Xu Yanfeng, his face, his voice, appearing in her dreams in various forms.
Xia Xi relaxed and let herself be drawn into the dream.
At this moment, another voice rang out in my ears. It was also a man, perhaps a little older, and his voice sounded very deep: "We've done the examinations, and the results show that she has no internal injuries to her head, not even a mild concussion."
Xu Yanfeng asked the same question as before: "Then why hasn't she woken up yet?"
The doctor tried to analyze: "Is it possible that she was just drunk?" When the patient was admitted to the emergency room last night, she reeked of alcohol.
“…”
Xu Yanfeng's expression froze at the doctor's guess, and he recalled everything that happened at the celebration party last night. Xia Xi had indeed drunk a lot of wine and was quite drunk, otherwise how could she have been so easily fooled by him and kissed him actively?
From last night to this morning, he was so anxious that he didn't think about being drunk.
Xu Yanfeng pressed his eyebrows and asked the doctor: "When will she wake up?"
"That..." The doctor couldn't say for sure. It all depended on how much the woman in the bed had drunk. However, looking at the worried look on the man's face, he probably wouldn't be able to calm down if he didn't give him an answer. "It should be soon."
Xu Yanfeng nodded: "Thank you."
"It's my duty." The doctor put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, said "Call me if anything happens", and left the ward.
Xu Yanfeng was wearing a shirt and vest; his suit jacket was too dirty to wear because Xia Xi had thrown it on the floor last night. He found a chair and sat down beside the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands folded against his lips, waiting for the sleeping person to wake up.
After Xia Xi's voice in the ward stopped, she took a short nap. Her eyes moved under her thin eyelids, and the subtle movement was caught by Xu Yanfeng. He stood up, bent down and approached Xia Xi, staring at her face.
After waiting for a while, she didn't open her eyes. Xu Yanfeng became anxious and tried to wake her up: "Xia Xi, Xia Xi."
Being close, Xia Xi could hear it very clearly. It was indeed Xu Yanfeng's voice.
She couldn't help but wonder, could the voices in her dreams be so real?
Xia Xi was eager to verify it. Her eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyelids. Her vision was still a little blurry. There seemed to be a face in front of her. She looked at it for a moment and her vision became clear.
It was Xu Yanfeng's face, which was not quite what she had imagined.
Xu Yanfeng, who is in his early twenties, has a temperament between a teenager and a mature man. At this moment, in her eyes, Xu Yanfeng has the temperament of a completely mature man, with deeper eyebrows and eyes, giving people a feeling of stability, reliability and majesty.
Xia Xi was stunned for two seconds and thought to himself, it was just a dream.
Since it was a dream, it wouldn't be surprising to see any kind of Xu Yanfeng. Maybe she would dream of middle-aged Xu Yanfeng or old Xu Yanfeng in the future.
Xia Xi remained silent for a long time, and had no other reaction. She just stared at him. Xu Yanfeng asked softly, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Xia Xi wasn't feeling unwell anywhere. At most, she felt a little dizzy from sleeping too long, and a dull ache somewhere. But that wasn't important. She was curious about how her dreams could be so vivid.
His face was so clear that she could see every eyelash. His voice was so close to her that his breath brushed her cheek.
Xia Xi didn't dare to move, fearing that if she spoke or did anything else, she would break the dream and return to reality, and then she would not be able to see Xu Yanfeng or hear his voice.
She desperately resisted the urge to raise her hand and touch his face, and only dared to let her eyes wander over his face.
Her motionless appearance scared Xu Yanfeng. He was about to call a doctor to check her. Just as he stood up, Xia Xi noticed that he was going away. In an instant, all her worries were thrown behind her and she reached out eagerly to grab his clothes.
Xu Yanfeng paused, then lowered his upper body and opened his mouth to ask her what she wanted to say, but she suddenly hugged his neck.
His back stiffened inch by inch and he stood there motionless.
Xia Xi half sat up while hugging him, thinking that she was still in a dream, and expressed her truest emotion: "Don't go. If you leave, I don't know when we will see each other next time." Of course, the next time they met was still in a dream.
But she doesn't dream of him every time, so she should cherish the dreams that include him.
Xu Yanfeng's breathing became faster, and he didn't know where to put his hands. He wanted to hug her, but was afraid of disturbing her. His breathing stopped for a few seconds, and finally he supported himself on both sides of her body, with the pillow being deeply dented by him.
"I'm not leaving." Xu Yanfeng said in a low voice, "I'll stay here forever."
The premise is that she still needs him.
Xia Xi closed her eyes and rubbed her cheek against his shoulder, as if they were still lovers and had never been apart. But she gradually realized that something was wrong. How could she feel his body temperature in her dream, and how could he hold her so tightly? She tightened her fingers and grabbed a handful of his hair at the back of his head.
Xu Yanfeng felt a slight sting on his scalp, and heard her ask, "Does it hurt?"
He didn't understand why, so he subconsciously replied, "It doesn't hurt."
Xia Xi suddenly became uncertain. Since she didn't feel any pain, she must still be dreaming.
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