You Mingxu called Chen Feng at noon and was told that Yin Feng had not woken up yet. She continued to work. As soon as the bell rang, she was the first one to leave, took a taxi and went straight to Xianghui Hospital.
Not long after the car started, Chen Feng sent a text message: "Teacher Yin is awake!"
You Mingxu then smiled and urged the driver: "Master, please drive faster."
The driver said, "Great! Is anyone sick at home?"
You Mingxu looked out the window and replied, "Boyfriend, minor illness."
Yin Feng was still staying in the VIP ward he had stayed in last time. When You Mingxu came out of the elevator, he happened to run into Chen Feng walking out of the ward. The two looked at each other, she nodded, and went straight into the ward. Therefore, he didn't notice that Chen Feng's expression was different.
Although Chen Feng was usually gentle and calm, he was obviously not very calm today. When he saw You Mingxu appear, his eyes flashed. Seeing her rush into the room, hesitant to speak, he finally called the nurse to come out at the door and then closed the door.
You Mingxu saw at a glance that the man was leaning on the bed, holding a bowl of porridge and drinking it slowly.
It was already dark outside, and the room was filled with soft lights. He was wearing a very clean and refreshing hospital gown, and his hair seemed to have been combed before she came, making him look even fairer and more handsome, with clear features.
You Mingxu suddenly remembered that when he was on the mountain, he almost choked with sobs, shouted "Ah Xu", and then fainted, and his heart softened. No matter what problems he has now or whether he can get better in the future, she will take responsibility for them.
She glanced at Yin Feng's hand clasped on the porcelain bowl. It was slender, white, and strong. Now, just looking at this person's hand, she felt a surge of pity and love in her heart.
Her people. Be it a little man or a big man. It's hers after all.
Yin Feng also noticed her and looked up, but his clear eyes did not change at all.
But You Mingxu was so happy that he didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, he walked over, hugged him with one hand, and said with a smile: "You scared me to death. How do you feel? Does your head still hurt? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"
He didn't say anything.
There was only a slight "clang" sound, and the bowl was placed on the bedside table.
But his hands did not quickly hug her waist as usual.
You Mingxu was stunned for a moment, a trace of doubt, like a bud, quickly emerged from the bottom of his heart. She let him go and sat on the edge of the bed, less than half a foot away from him, looking at each other.
I came in in a hurry just now and didn't pay much attention. His hospital gown was not buttoned neatly as usual. The first and second buttons were unbuttoned, revealing some well-proportioned and strong skin texture. And after she hugged him, he seemed completely unmoved, with one hand on the bedside table and the other on the quilt, his middle finger gently tickling it. His face was not tilted towards her with a cheerful look as usual. Instead, the lower jaw is slightly retracted, making the facial lines appear tighter and more restrained. His eyes were as deep as a well reflecting the night sky. You Mingxu would definitely not be mistaken about such a distant and calm look.
Just from his glance, You Mingxu suddenly felt that the whole world around him was silent. The man in front of her was so familiar. She was familiar with every inch of his features and even every inch of his body. But at this moment, he was clearly a different person. He didn't even need to speak. Every finger and every tiny movement of his carried the aura of 30-year-old Yin Feng. It was completely different from the guy who would cling to her, coax her into worshipping her and adoring her.
You Mingxu only felt his heart sinking little by little. In a trance, I heard the man say in my ear: Ash, I only love you and admire you. I would die for you. As long as you love me too.
But now, the same person was looking at her with a gaze as cold as water.
A very absurd feeling filled my heart. You Mingxu's nose felt a little sour, but she still didn't give up. She stared into his eyes and called out again: "You Yingjun?"
Then, I saw the man in front of me, very slowly, smiling. But those eyes still did not contain any warmth.
"What? I have another name?" It was exactly the same voice, but the tone of his voice was so slow and deep, without any trace of that youthful vibe. He said, "Who took it? Stupid as shit. Don't shout it again."
You Mingxu had never felt this way before. She looked at this person and felt her heart contract silently. I curled up into a ball, and then finally I felt waves of dull pain from a blockage.
Did she lose You Yingjun just like that?
Just lost like that?
It's not like she hadn't thought about the possibility that he would recover one day. But at most, we could expect his temperament to change drastically, and then whether the two of them could continue depended on fate. I never expected that from the tone of his voice just now, it was either this or that, and he simply forgot about this period of time.
With just a turn, he looked at her with a pair of strange eyes.
She heard herself asking, "What do you remember about us? How much do you remember?"
The man's expression finally changed a little. He didn't answer immediately, and the tapping of his middle finger stopped. He said, "I just woke up less than half an hour ago, and my brain is still recovering. I haven't figured out what happened during this period. You go back first and wait for me to sort out my thoughts. If necessary..." He smiled and said, "I will find you."
You Mingxu was silent for a while, and there was no expression on his face. Then she stood up and walked towards the door.
Behind her, Yin Feng looked up and glanced at her a few more times. Just as he was about to close his eyes and continue to rest, he heard a noise. He opened his eyes and saw that the door was actually closed by her. Not only did she not leave, she also locked the door.
Yin Feng's face turned cold.
You Mingxu walked straight back to him, without sitting down, and put one hand on the wall beside him, bent down, and said: "I am not used to waiting for people. Now let me make it clear, how much do you remember about the past year with your brain that has been rotten several times? And don't even think about calling for help or anything. Believe it or not, I am here, no one dares to come in, and no one can come in."
For the current Yin Feng, no woman has ever dared to speak to him like this. He had never seen such a strong and aggressive woman. He was slightly stunned.
The woman was undoubtedly beautiful, but she was barely dressed up or sophisticated. It shows a wild vitality with a touch of urban life. What Yin Feng couldn't ignore was that from the first moment she stepped into the room, a familiar feeling surged in his heavy mind. I even felt a sense of intimacy and security. This was a feeling he had never experienced in 30 years.
So under the woman's gaze, he did not retreat but moved forward, raised his head, and was only a few centimeters away from her face. He could feel each other's breath spraying intimately on his face, and he could even feel his heart throbbing inexplicably.
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