Song Xijiao looked up and smiled, "You are just my customers, not friends. I don't mind finding a new supplier."
"What do you mean?"
Song Xijiao shrugged. "It's nothing special. I just have been busy lately and haven't had a good rest."
"You... are simply unreasonable." Mr. Li turned his head away in anger.
"Isn't this Brother Li?"
Six years ago, Zhang Tianming and Li Long started a business together. Li Long ran away with the money. Zhang Tianming was owed money by his clients and was unable to pay the high venue fees, so he almost walked on the overpass.
The loud ringing of the phone gave her a sensory overload.
She woke up suddenly, stood up and looked out the window. It was pitch black outside, with only a few street lights still on. Downstairs, the lights were on and there was a crowd of people.
She patted her head and picked up her phone. There were more than 20 missed calls and 10 WeChat messages.
"mom……"
"Mom, say it again."
"Zhiting, he's awake. Come quickly. He told you to be careful and not to drive yourself. Let the driver take you."
"Um……"
Song Xijiao bit her lip to prevent herself from crying. During these three days, she wanted to sleep until he woke up, but there were too many things to do in the company, so she could only sleep four hours a day. Even the time for eating and going to the toilet had to be controlled, and the rest of the time was spent on work.
She took out her makeup bag and looked in the mirror. She was pale, her lips were cracked, and there was a dark circle under her eyes. She looked ugly, very ugly.
She ran into the lounge and threw all the clothes in the closet on the bed. She picked up this one and compared it with that one, but none of them seemed good-looking.
She finally chose a white dress, which was her favorite color and also Pei Zhiting's favorite color.
She opened her makeup box again and started to touch up her makeup. She drew her eyebrows, painted her eyes, and applied lipstick... over and over again.
She went to the door of the ward and checked her appearance again.
Hair, OK.
Makeup, OK.
Clothes, OK.
Blow on your wrist, no bad breath, OK.
She walked slowly to the bed, sat with her back to Pei Zhiting, and recited the lines she had prepared early in the morning.
"You're awake now. How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"
"No."
"Are you hungry? What do you want to eat?"
"Not hungry."
"Turn around so I can see you."
Pei Zhiting is still unable to move much, and there is an intravenous needle inserted in the back of his hand... I don't know if it hurts him.
"I didn't dare turn around for fear of scaring you."
"It's okay, I'm tough, just turn around."
Makeup can hide dark circles, but it cannot hide the redness of the eyes.
"Don't cry, it hurts me if you cry."
“…”
"I want to kiss."
Song Xijiao threw the tissue on the bedside into the trash can and turned to look at Pei Zhiting. He was really crazy. He said such rude words just after waking up.
"Pei Zhiting, shut up."
"Why?"
"The doctor said so."
"Then kiss me."
Song Xijiao looked at Pei Zhiting's profile. His face was even thinner after he woke up. His chin was so sharp that it could kill someone. His lips were pale and cracked.
She touched his lips.
He licked it.
"Pei Zhiting, you..."
"Kiss me."
Song Xijiao looked around and saw the empty corridor. It was so quiet here and there was no sound. She felt it was very strange. She wanted to speak but didn't dare. Finally, she looked down at him as if in compromise.
He slowly opened his lips and said, "I heard it."
She sighed, "Kiss."
Song Xijiao leaned forward and pressed her forehead against his. She had originally wanted to separate them in a brief moment, but Pei Zhiting bit her lips fiercely. Song Xijiao's eyes welled up with tears in pain. She supported herself on the bed with her hands, afraid of touching his wound, afraid of pressing on him...
Pei Zhiting refused to give in, and the two remained in a stalemate.
"doctor……"
As soon as the word "doctor" came out, Song Xijiao reacted immediately and turned around to look. A group of medical staff gathered at the door. They looked at her with shining eyes, then looked at Pei Zhiting on the bed, wanting to say something but stopping themselves, their eyes full of gossip.
It’s over, it’s over…
She turned abruptly, rushed to the bathroom, sat on the toilet, and covered her face with her hands.
She could hear her heart beating "boom boom" in her chest, and her breathing quickened.
Pei Zhiting chuckled a few times and communicated with the doctor.
"I'm sorry, she's quite introverted. We've been married for almost five years, and I've only ever dared to hold her hand in front of outsiders. This is the first time we've done that in public... ahem..."
Song Xijiao looked up and the doctor had already left.
Pei Zhiting, "The kiss is not enough, kiss again."
Song Xijiao put her hand over his mouth and said, "Shut up."
"Kissing isn't enough, kiss again."
"Shut up!"
"Kissing isn't enough, kiss again."
“…”
"Li Chenzhen, he really is your brother."
"Well, I'll tell you in detail after I'm discharged from the hospital, okay?"
Song Xijiao nodded, "Then go to sleep. The doctor told you to rest more and talk less."
"Kissing isn't enough, kiss again."
Song Xijiao sighed and pecked him on the lips. Pei Zhiting reached out his uninjured hand and touched the back of her head.
"Kissing isn't enough, kiss again."
Song Xijiao: "Get lost."
Pei Zhiting was like a child, holding her back and not letting her go. She could only use her voice, which could make ghosts cry, to coax him to sleep, and then she herself fell asleep.
Pei Zhiting looked at the sleeping Song Xijiao, and stroked her fair cheek with his uninjured hand. She seemed to have lost weight. He reached out to gently hold her in his arms, but was afraid of hurting her, so he carefully retracted his hand.
VIP ward, with excellent sound insulation.
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