Hu Xiaodie, who slept until dawn, slowly opened her eyes and looked at the person curled up on the sofa, feeling very uncomfortable in her heart.

She doesn't like strange men to be too close to her, but this time she miscalculated. This man is basically a stranger to her, but he stayed with her for the whole night. Does this count as being close to her?

Where is it?

The person sitting on the sofa had a frown and a painful expression. He must have not slept well, and he could not stretch his arms and legs.

She couldn't help but stepped forward and gently smoothed her frown with her fingertips, but as soon as she touched it, the man woke up.

"You're awake." Zheng Yuanyang subconsciously looked at his watch. It was not yet seven o'clock: "Why don't you sleep more?" His words were very gentle.

Hu Xiaodie retracted her hand at a loss, and said with some embarrassment: "Go to bed and sleep for a while. Sleeping on the sofa will definitely be uncomfortable. I'm not sleepy anymore and want to go outside for a walk." After saying that, he stood up and walked out the door.

Go.

Zheng Yuanyang quickly got up, caught up with Hu Xiaodie, and put his suit jacket on her body: "It's cold outside in the morning, don't catch a cold."

"You don't have to follow me, I can go to bed and rest." Hu Xiaodie said very gently, with a faint smile in her words.

Zheng Yuanyang was fascinated by this scene. Unexpectedly, one night, her attitude towards him changed 180 degrees. He rubbed his head and didn't know what to do.

"It's okay. I'll walk around with you. You must have been in the ward these days and you must be exhausted. The air outside is clear and you will feel better."

Hu Xiaodie didn't say anything, and walked with Zheng Yuanyang. She walked very slowly, and she felt a dull pain in her ribs with every step she took.

Zheng Yuanyang, on the other hand, was silently beside her, walking side by side. He could see her brows furrowing in pain with every step she took. He really hated himself, why he had struck her so hard in the first place and injured her to pieces.

so.

When she walked to the garden of the hospital, Hu Xiaodie's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

Zheng Yuanyang was very careful. He took out a square towel from his pocket and checked her sweat. His movements were gentle and gentle.

The two of them were sitting on the bench, enjoying the fresh morning air; the light brought by the morning sun was scattered on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, forming a beautiful puzzle.

In the garden of the hospital, there were already more patients taking a walk at this time, all enjoying the warmth of nature.

At this time, this scene is so comfortable and comfortable.

Hu Xiaodie turned her head to Zheng Yuanyang and looked at the man's side face. His resolute lines outlined a perfect arc, and his sexy lips were slightly raised, as if he were smiling. She had to admit that this man was really beautiful, so beautiful.

Make her jealous.

She opened her lips lightly: "Zheng Yuanyang, let's be friends. I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to hurt myself. If you just like me now, please don't fall in love with me."

Zheng Yuanyang lowered his head and looked at her, with an expression on his face that said "I am talking to you very seriously", and smiled: "If I say that I have fallen in love with you, what will you do?"

It’s not that Zheng Yuanyang asked this, it’s because I am sure that I have fallen in love with her. Otherwise, I would not torture myself because of the fact that she is a divorced woman. If it is not love, but just to satisfy the temporary possessiveness and desire to conquer, then

He won't be in so much pain. Only he knows this kind of pain.

Now he no longer cares about whether she is a divorced woman. As long as he is by his side at this moment, he is satisfied. He doesn't want to bear the feeling of losing his lover again, he really can't bear it.

Hu Xiaodie seemed to have guessed what he would say, and did not do anything drastic. She just smiled, looked at him, and put her hand on his chest: "If your heart is hurt by then, don't blame me for not reminding you.

You, you will be in a lot of pain when the time comes."

Zheng Yuanyang grabbed the hand on his chest and held it tightly. His big hand wrapped Hu Xiaodie's small hand. She could feel the heat from his big hand, spreading along her small hand and throughout her body.
Chapter completed!