Chapter 42 Sorry, I have my own personality
Episode 42 Sorry, I have my own character
"What?"
After Fu Lin finished speaking, the air suddenly became extremely heavy. He stared at me for a long time, so long that I almost felt suffocated and could not even breathe.
How should I say it?
How should I respond?
My brain was rapidly brainstorming.
Just when my head was about to start talking nonsense, he finally continued to ask softly: "Did you say anything just now?"
The sound was as low as a whisper, but it was like a huge rock smashing into the silent lake.
I suddenly felt relieved, and my hands felt like they were about to turn into light feathers and take off. I quickly played dumb and denied it calmly and gently: "What's wrong? Are you too tired? Did you have a nightmare?"
In just a few words, the beating of my heart had gone from the sound of drums in my ears to the sound of an army.
Did I pretend well? Did I pretend to be convincing? Did I hide it?
My mind is full of thoughts.
I pretended to check the time, but I actually closed the software silently. Then I put on a worried look and said, "I saw the time. You only rested for less than five minutes... Can you get some more sleep?"
After these words, the air froze again.
I felt suffocated again, "..."
"Sorry." Fu Lin finally relaxed and responded weakly, "I'm a little confused."
"It's okay," I whispered back, treating him as gently as I would a maggot that reacted to sound, doing my best to comfort him.
I even wanted to reach out and pat the quilt for him, urging him to fall asleep quickly like a hen protecting her chicks, and forget about the abnormality just now as part of a dream. However, calmness restrained my impulse. I am not familiar with "Shang Hexing". Taking care of Fu Lin during his hospitalization is already beyond the scope of service, and I also have to be responsible for coaxing him to sleep?
Am I planning to upgrade to being his father?
Besides, this kind of thing would be too much.
To be honest, Fu Lin also treated me as a tool.
If I were too sincere, I would easily be treated as a joke.
In fact, I chewed it over and over again because the hug at Grand Central Station was so embarrassing. I slowly regained my sanity and clarity - this Fu Lin is really smart.
By focusing everyone's attention on him, it will be difficult for him to be targeted in public.
But pity me.
My whole face turned red with embarrassment, and I wanted to dig a hole on the spot and bury myself in it.
Fortunately, I am a person with a healthy mind. Every time after I calm down, I can put the embarrassing things behind me and my mood will soon return to peace and tranquility.
Don't take things personally.
After I finished being considerate, and after I restrained my urge to brainwash him into forgetting what happened just now, I said, "Take a good rest, you are tired."
According to novel scripts or movie scripts, generally after an event comes to an end, someone says such lines to the protagonist in a comforting manner, and the protagonist will completely let down his or her guard, and then it will be as if he or she is under a sleeping spell, and no new plot will continue for a few days.
Naturally, I don't expect Fu Lin to really sleep for several days at a time, but at least I hope Fu Lin can rest quickly.
But Fu Lin looked at me with bright eyes, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. "I can't sleep."
“…”
Your bloodshot eyes and puffy area around your eyes don't say that; you clearly need to shut down your phone.
Maybe it's because I've been Tang Li for too long, I suddenly had the urge to knock the other person out with a punch.
But I held back.
Because I am Li Zhi, a gentle and restrained person.
How could I do such a thing to a weak patient?
So, I chose to slow down my pace, walk to his side, and gently comfort him so that he could fall asleep earlier. However, as soon as I approached him, Fu Lin's eyes followed my movements. When I was less than 20 centimeters away from him, Fu Lin said as if he had made up his mind: "Li Zhi, you may not believe it, but are you willing to listen to me?"
At this moment, I was still innocent and didn't think about what would happen next. I just nodded and said, "You talk, I'm listening."
What I’m thinking is, tell me all the hard work, suffering and discomfort you’ve experienced this week, and then have a good sleep!
Fu Lin didn't seem to notice my perfunctory persuasion. He said to me in a low but persistent voice: "Actually, I am the real Fu Lin. If you don't believe me -"
"Bang!"
Before he could finish his words, my fist had already landed on his abdomen without hesitation.
A muffled groan was heard, and his body suddenly stiffened, with his expression frozen in confusion. Then, his eyelids closed and he fainted.
I stood there, took a deep breath, and silently said to myself:
Sorry, I'm just an ordinary person. I have my own personality.
Don’t involve me in the feud between you and Shang Hexing, even if you die.
I really can't solve anything for you.
Then, I quietly covered him with a blanket and made sure he was sleeping like a baby. Then I chose to stay at the door outside his ward.
It was four days later when I spoke to him again.
It was a new week again.
The results of my thesis are out.
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