Of course, it was impossible to tell him this.
"Why should I be afraid? I have nothing to be afraid of."
As she spoke, she looked up at him and tried to persuade him again.
"My dad is very busy managing several factories now, and our two families live so far away, so it's tiring for my aunt to run back and forth."
She said it tactfully.
Tang Junhe looked at her quietly, with a hint of smile in his eyes.
She probably didn't know that she looked like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Tang Junhe smiled but said nothing.
This made Song Zhi even more uncertain.
Even when she met his deep black eyes, she felt inexplicably guilty. She only stared at him for a second before looking away.
Why does he look so cunning?
Song Zhi felt a little uneasy.
I even wonder if Tang Junhe knows something?
But when I think about it carefully, I feel it is impossible.
After all, it had been kept a secret for so many years, and Tang Junhe had always thought that Qingbai was his adopted son. After Qingbai grew up, he had never met him, so it was impossible for him to know.
Besides, Tang Junhe had never had any interest in Xiao Qingbai before.
As for the recent abnormality, it is probably because the days of recuperation in the hospital are too boring.
Thinking of this, Song Zhi felt a lot more at ease.
But she didn't want to stay any longer.
She was afraid that if she got too anxious, she would reveal other flaws.
"I have something else to do today, so I won't be here with you."
She decisively made an excuse for herself and left the hospital.
After Song Zhi left.
Tang Junhe was lying on the hospital bed, looking at the bouquet of sunflowers she brought today in a daze.
After an unknown amount of time, he sighed heavily, lay on his back on the bed, looked at the snow-white ceiling, and recalled the bizarre dream he had more than a week ago.
After he woke up, the memory of that dream did not disappear.
He also had the memory of another person in his mind.
And that person.
It's also him.
Maybe, it wasn't a dream after all.
It was as if by chance he went to a parallel world and met a failed version of himself.
The memory of Song Zhi who died in the hospital bed appeared in his mind again.
Thinking of her appearance at that time, Tang Junhe's tightly pursed thin lips turned into a straight line.
Every time he thought of that scene, he felt extremely disgusted with himself.
He would never let him and Song Zhi go down that path...
However, sometimes when he thinks back to the past, he still feels scared. If Song Zhi hadn't gone to the countryside, if...
Perhaps, the ending of him and Song Zhi will be the same as that in the memory of another self.
But the reason why things are different now is all because of Song Zhi.
It was Song Zhi who changed the ending of him and her.
How could he not love Song Zhi?
Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Tang Junhe's lips again.
The woman he liked was truly amazing.
When Tang's mother and Tang Xue came over, they saw Tang Junhe lying on the bed and grinning foolishly.
The two of them looked as if they had seen a ghost.
They had never seen Tang Junhe like this before.
“Ahem—”
Two awkward coughs were heard, and Tang Junhe realized that someone had come in. He immediately restrained the expression on his face.
"What are you so happy about?" Tang Xue glanced at his attempt to hide something and joked.
"Zhizhi was here? Why didn't she stay today?"
She placed the food she brought on the table, and when she saw the bottle of fresh sunflowers next to it, she asked in confusion.
"She has something to do, so she left first."
Tang Junhe replied indifferently.
Tang Xue and her mother looked at each other but said nothing.
Ever since Tang Junhe was hospitalized, Song Zhi has come to take care of him every day during the day. It has been more than ten days, and she should take a rest.
…
Tang Junhe stayed in the hospital for a month and was finally able to be discharged.
Early in the morning, Song Zhi, Tang's mother and Tang Xue came to pick him up from the hospital.
After staying in the hospital for so long, this ward has become my second home, with a lot of daily necessities of all sizes.
It took the three of them an hour to pack up all the stuff and move it all into the car.
Seeing Song Zhi struggling to carry a large bag, Tang Junhe immediately came over and wanted to lend a hand.
"I'll do it."
However, as soon as he stretched out his hand, it was easily avoided.
"No, the doctor said you can't do heavy work right now. You need to continue to take care of yourself."
As she said that, she gritted her teeth, lifted the things up with force, and stuffed them into the car.
Tang Junhe looked at her helplessly, but there was a hint of smile in his eyes.
"I've booked a table at a restaurant near your house. After we put the food back, we'll go there to celebrate your discharge."
Song Zhi sat next to Tang Junhe and said.
"good."
Seeing her joyful look, Tang Junhe responded.
The food ordered was all Tang Junhe’s favorite.
Seeing this, Tang Junhe was even more moved, and his eyes were shining as he looked at Song Zhi.
"Let's raise a toast together."
Song Zhi was really happy today. After they all sat down, she made a suggestion.
"Okay." Tang Xue was very supportive and poured red wine for everyone.
When Tang Junhe was about to take it, Song Zhi stopped him.
"You just got out of the hospital, so don't drink. Drink some juice."
As she spoke, she brought the glass of juice next to her to him.
"good."
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