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The government office is high and has many steps. You have to register before entering, and there are body searches and strict guards. There is no way out of the main gate and the back gate is off to the side...
She had tasted it a long time ago, but she wasn't as eager as she was today.
Bi Yue got into a taxi carrying the soup pot.
Asking for help was difficult, especially psychologically. She told herself, face or no face, at least she could be more relaxed in front of someone she knew than in front of law enforcement.
But in fact, her mind was sometimes sad, sometimes free and easy, tossing and turning. During the journey of more than 20 minutes, she could think of many things, and her sentimental feelings were completely aroused.
She thought:
It is unknown how many times a person will ask for help from others and how many people he will bow to in his life.
People only know that life will teach you a lot; life will also force you, or those who hope you have a better life, to seek help from others.
When difficulties of all sizes arise, you can get help from others.
"Please, please," you have to beg with a pleading attitude. When she is rejected, she must control herself and not ask the reason to avoid embarrassment.
She knew clearly in her heart that Chu Yifeng didn't owe her anything. If it weren't for that kiss, she even owed Chu Yifeng.
After the kiss, after Chu Yifeng angrily said those words to her, she was still able to come to the door with a soup basin this time...
Bi Yue looked at the snow-covered Kyoto night outside the car. She was taking advantage of his affection! Otherwise, where would she get the confidence from? What was she relying on?!
Thinking about how he had never appeared since that day, Bi Yue sighed.
She couldn't think about it too much, it would be terrifying. She was afraid that she would be equated with a green tea bitch.
She couldn't put any more accusations on herself. The preparations she had made over and over again in her mind would no longer be useful. She was really afraid that she would turn around and run away!
After paying the fare, Bi Yue stood at the gate of the military hospital, holding the soup pot in both hands. She couldn't see her watch, but she looked at her wrist as if to remind herself and encourage herself, muttering to herself:
If my uncle goes in again, no matter how strong his will is, his life will be ruined! What shame do you have!
I climbed the stairs with my head held high, walked to the door of Room 204, and knocked lightly...
Bi Yue's mind went blank. What was he going to say? His mouth was like a pump casing.
A deep male voice reached her ears:
"Enter!"
Bi Yue mechanically opened the door, walked lightly through the small living room, and stood within Chu Yifeng's field of vision.
Chu Yifeng looked up...
The man's expression was calm as he looked up at the door, but when he saw Bi Yue, his dark eyes filled with a bottomless pool. His straight nose looked even more sturdy under the light.
Chu Yifeng had changed out of his black sweater and was wearing a hospital gown. He was leaning against the head of the bed, holding a book, intending to read for a while before taking a rest.
"I'm here, I'm here for...Brother Chu." Bi Yue finally shifted her gaze from the soup basin and looked at Chu Yifeng. Her face flushed with shame, and she felt embarrassed before she even spoke. She was ashamed, shy, and too embarrassed to speak.
Asking for help always tied up one's self-esteem, especially since she was usually used to playing a cold and disdainful role, but at this moment...
The strong-willed girl didn't say anything, but she felt embarrassed all over.
Chu Yifeng closed the book and threw it on the bedside table. He slightly lifted his injured right leg and straightened his body. He sat up straight, thinking that Bi Yue regretted not coming over at noon and was embarrassed, so she showed up again, showing the shyness of a girl.
In his opinion, it was unnecessary. He could wait as long as it took, it was just a little late!
Well, he didn't want to remind himself that he was useless. He was so happy right now. He just needed to remember the surprise and joy he felt when he looked up and saw Bi Yue.
His indifferent expression turned into a slightly softer one, and his voice was still low, but if you listened carefully, you would find that it was filled with a hint of intimacy: "What are you holding in your hands?"
"Uh, oh, that's right!" Bi Yue and Chu Yifeng looked at each other: "This is the pig's trotter soup I made. Would you like some?"
This time, Chu Yifeng couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips, feeling relieved.
She came to see him in the smoky snow. Look at the girl, her face was frozen and red, and her short hair was a little wet.
Bi Yue's image devoured Chu Yifeng's resentful heart. He didn't intend to ask for anything. He just wanted Bi Yue to think of him and be serious about him, that's all.
What more do you want? This is enough!
Chu Yifeng, like last time, patted the edge of his bed as if it had been a long time since he last saw him. "Come here."
Bi Yue pursed her lips, lowered her head, and walked towards the bedside table with the soup basin in her arms. The moment she put the basin down, her big eyes, which were usually bright, blinked rapidly twice.
Instead of sitting down as Chu Yifeng instructed, Bi Yue stood by the bed. Suddenly, she stared intently at Chu Yifeng, who was looking up at her. The latter looked at Bi Yue suspiciously, pursed his lips, and glanced at her slightly furrowed brows.
"What trouble have you encountered?"
"Brother Chu, my uncle buys goods from other places and sells cigarettes and alcohol in Kyoto. He has two warehouses.
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