This little idiot still needs its help.
The worst part is eating only half of it.
"Eating only half of it is the worst," Shang Yan obediently repeated 019's words.
The next few questions were also routine, and after Shang Yan answered them one by one, Dr. Han nodded with a relaxed expression. "Alright, Shang Yan, you can be discharged now, but you still need to take your medication on time, understand?"
"Hmm!" Shang Yan's inner demons were already jumping around, but he remained calm on the surface.
"By the way, your friend is waiting for you outside," Dr. Han pointed out the way to Shang Yan, "He's the young man who often comes to see you."
"Okay, goodbye Dr. Han, goodbye hospital, goodbye Xiaocao!" Hearing Zhou Ping waiting for him outside, Shang Yan turned around and ran out.
"I'll never come here again!" Hahahahahahahahaha.
If Shang Yan weren't still in the hospital and hadn't completely left, he would definitely be laughing out loud.
At the entrance, Zhou Ping, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, stood waiting.
Zhou Ping originally wanted to stand in a secluded corner to wait for Shang Yan to come out, but thinking that Shang Yan might not be able to see him if he stood in a secluded place, he slowly moved step by step to the center of the door.
That way, Shang Yan should be able to spot him at a glance.
The warm sunlight shone down, and the boy's rather long hair covered his eyes, with strands of hair on his forehead fluttering in the wind. Zhou Ping reached out and tidied his hair, keeping his head down and looking somewhat uncomfortable.
"Zhou Ping!" Shang Yan's clear voice rang out; he always spoke very loudly, like a little megaphone.
The moment Shang Yan saw Zhou Ping, he rushed over like a cannonball and gave his good brother a big hug.
"Waaaaah, I'm finally discharged from the hospital!" Shang Yan hugged Zhou Ping for a moment and then let go, looking around.
Shang Qingqian said she would come to pick him up today, so why is Zhou Ping the only one outside?
"My sister said she has something to do today." How could Zhou Ping not see what Shang Yan was looking for? He was always very perceptive. "She asked me to pick you up."
"Great!" Shang Yan hugged Zhou Ping again. "I knew you were my best brother. You're the one who came to pick me up!"
"Hmm." Shang Yan was so enthusiastic that Zhou Ping's ears turned slightly red. "Let's take the car back."
"Great! I haven't ridden in a car for three years, take me!" Shang Yan, who had just come out of the mental hospital, was full of energy. Everything he saw was new and exciting, and he wanted to try everything.
When they reached the bus stop, Shang Yan suddenly stopped.
"Um, I...I don't have any money." He was penniless and awkwardly reached out to tug at Zhou Ping's hand. "If I don't pay to get on the bus, is that alright?"
Zhou Ping looked down at him and slowly said, "My sister gave me the money."
Shang Yan's eyes lit up. "That's wonderful!"
“I didn’t want it,” Zhou Ping said again.
Shang Yan raised his hand to his forehead, "That's just too... too sad!"
Just then, the bus arrived, and Zhou Ping pulled the hesitant Shang Yan onto the bus, taking out two coins from his pocket and dropping them in.
"Spend my money," Zhou Ping said softly as he pulled Shang Yan down to sit in the empty car.
When Shang Qingqian asked him to pick up Shang Yan, she slipped him several hundred yuan, but Zhou Ping put the money back.
"You're so kind! You're the first person besides my parents and my sister to treat me this well!" Shang Yan sniffed. "Brother, I'm willing to be your brother for life!"
The phrase "brothers" has been said too often, and Shang Yan always felt that something different needed to be added.
Zhou Ping's lips curled up slightly. He always felt unconsciously happy whenever he heard Shang Yan say such things.
【019, hurry up and find me some sentimental words, I want to say them to him!】Shang Yan decided to say something different to Zhou Ping than usual.
【Oh…】, 019 was helpless. It couldn’t do anything about Shang Yan, that little idiot, so it could only resign itself to searching.
How to Win Over Your Wife
One Hundred Sweet nothings to make your boyfriend fall in love with you
019 flipped through two books and then put those two books into Shang Yan's head.
Shang Yan's face flushed red, whether from excitement or agitation, it was hard to tell; the blush on his fair skin was unusually pronounced. "Zhou Ping, I have something to say to you."
Zhou Ping looked over in confusion, noticing that Shang Yan's face was flushed and steaming. He reached out and touched Shang Yan's forehead. "Do you have a fever?"
"My love for you is like a tractor going uphill, loud and passionate," Shang Yan stammered, reciting the words from the book.
Zhou Ping's eyelids twitched. He awkwardly turned his head away from Shang Yan, whose face was steaming. "Huh...?"
Although he was used to Shang Yan's abstract way of speaking, Shang Yan had never said such abstract things before!
The blush spread to his neck and then slowly spread across his slightly immature face. Just as Zhou Ping pursed his lips, about to say something...
Shang Yan put his arm around Zhou Ping's shoulder and said, "Good brother, I'll always be in your heart. Can you feel my love?"
Why are you turning your head away from me? What's wrong? Are you moved by my passionate love? Are you secretly crying?
Upon hearing this, Zhou Ping slowly turned his head. He seemed somewhat annoyed and reached out to tug at Shang Yan's tuft of hair. "You didn't cry."
"I'll take you home later, and then I'll go work at the restaurant." Summer vacation was almost over, and Zhou Ping was still working as a waiter at his third uncle's restaurant, hoping to earn more money.
"Can I go? I'll come see you tomorrow." Shang Yan still remembered Zhou Ping's promise to cook eight dishes for him. He leaned close to Zhou Ping's ear and chuckled.
The laughter was infectious, making Zhou Ping's ears tingle. "Yes."
After the two of them took this bus to the next stop, they found a bus from Cangnan City to Xijin City to continue their journey.
At first, Shang Yan chattered away like a little sparrow, trying to talk to Zhou Ping. But after an hour on the bus, his bottom started to hurt from the jolting.
I secretly glanced at Zhou Ping. The boy's somewhat immature face was expressionless. Because he had been hiding his face under his hat for a long time, his skin was fair. My gaze moved up from his slightly pursed lips to his high nose bridge and long eyelashes blinking.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhou Ping asked awkwardly after being stared at by Shang Yan for a while.
He was uncomfortable with other people's gazes lingering on him.
"Aren't you feeling unwell?" After sitting in the car for so long, Shang Yan felt like his butt had been shaken to pieces.
On the way to Xijin City, some roads were not easy to travel. The cement roads, which had been damaged by large trucks, had many ruts and cracks. When the bus drove by, the bumps were so bad that they could send Shang Yan flying to the sky.
"It's not uncomfortable." The journey had indeed been very bumpy. Zhou Ping moved closer to Shang Yan. "You can lean on me."
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