Lu Zechen took out his cigarette and looked into the ward again.
Yan Han crossed his arms across his chest and silently reminded, "She can't smell it."
Yes, the door is closed, so she can't smell it.
Lu Zechen paused for a moment, but did not light the cigarette butt. Instead, he put the cigarette directly into his mouth and chewed it carefully.
The pungent smell of tobacco instantly numbed the tip of his tongue and made the tip of his nose sore. He frowned to hold it back.
"If it were you, what would you do?"
"Me?" Yan Han glanced at him.
If it was him and Song Xiang...
"Back off," he said.
Lu Zechen stopped chewing and turned to look at Yan Han, with disbelief flashing in his eyes.
Yan Yanhan's eyes were calm, and he opened his thin lips: "It's not unacceptable to take a step back for her."
"If you push someone, you can kill them." Yan Han added another sentence, turned to look at Lu Zechen, and asked quietly, "If she dies..."
Like cold water pouring down from the top of his head, Lu Zechen's fingertips trembled, and he felt a chill pouring in from the soles of his feet. The word "death" was stuck in his mind, bringing endless fear and pain.
Gu Lian will die...
As soon as the thought came out, a layer of cold sweat broke out on my back.
silence.
The door to the ward next door opened, Song Xiang stuck his head out and whispered "Stern Han".
Yan Han stood up immediately and walked to the door, "What's wrong?"
"I'm hungry, and so is Yingzi."
Her soft and obedient voice is nothing like Miss Rong's appearance as reported by the outside world.
Lu Zechen raised his head and looked over with squinted eyes.
Under the light, the man took the woman into his arms, whispered a few words, kissed the side of her face, and asked her what she wanted to eat.
"Little wonton, buy one for Yingzi. You want to eat it too."
Halfway through her words, she glanced in his direction and said, "Buy a copy for that guy too."
Lu Zechen looked away and thought of his relationship with Gu Lian in the past few years. Even the best days he thought were not as natural as when Song Xiang and Yan Han got along.
They have been pretending, pushing each other to the edge step by step.
If no one retreats yet, then only one party will fall.
He raised his head and stared at the people inside through the glass.
Gu Lian...
…
Yan Han asked people to buy a lot of food and asked for a spare ward for Song Xiang and Li Ying to go there and eat.
Song Xiang opened a bowl of wontons, leaned next to him, scooped one out, and put it to his mouth first.
"ah--"
Yan Han stuttered and hugged her with one hand, "Eat it by yourself first, and then I'll eat it if you leave it."
"No, let's eat together."
Song Xiang took a sip of the soup and saw that there was a steamed bun next to it. He tore a piece off and put it into the soup. He fed Yan Han first.
"Is it delicious?"
"tasty."
"Then you eat this again."
Li Ying was sitting next to her, and when she heard the two of them whispering, she couldn't help but roll her eyes. She was so sleepy that stars appeared in her eyes, but she went to the corridor with her wontons and squatted in the corridor to eat.
She would rather drink the cold wind than eat dog food.
He sniffed and drank the hot soup.
While I was eating, there was movement from the stairs, and it seemed that many people were coming up.
She thought about it and immediately thought of the Lu family.
"father!"
Holding the wonton bowl, he rushed into the room. As soon as he entered, Yan Han lowered his head and kissed the corner of Song Xiang's mouth.
"Fuck!"
Li Ying braked in time and turned around quickly.
Song Xiang was also shocked. He didn't expect her to come back suddenly. His face became hot and he coughed twice.
Yan Han patted her back gently and asked Li Ying, "Why are you panicking?"