Miss Drama is slightly sweet

During the time when Cen Tian took care of Zhao Mingda, he was fairly honest, and he rarely mentioned the past, as if he was avoiding it on purpose.

This day Cen Tian came to see him as usual, at this time the sun was slowly setting from the west, the sky was full of blood, blush and purple were mixed together, and the sky was filled with a warm orange.

This beam of warm orange shines in through the window, reflecting a gentle orange color in the ward.

Zhao Mingda was sitting by the window reading a book. Instead of wearing a hospital gown, he changed into white clothes, black pants, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

The warm yellow sunset added some soft colors to his white clothes. The warm and soft sunset shone on his side face, forming a faint halo on his side face, making his eyebrows more moist Like jade.

In a daze, Cen Tian felt that she seemed to see Zhao Mingda with the same brows and eyes again.

While she was thinking, Zhao Mingda suddenly raised his head without any warning. Seeing Cen Tian, ​​he smiled gently, took off his glasses, and put them on the book spread out on his lap, "Ah Sweet, here you come."

His voice was as warm and cool as water, soft with a sense of cold alienation. His white clothes and black trousers made his waist thinner and shoulders wider, giving him a touch of aloofness and pride.

Cen Tian nodded numbly, and looked away from his face.

Zhao Mingda got up and put the book aside, and walked to Cen Tian's side, his eyes were full of tenderness, warm brown red and orange colors entered into his deep pupils, illuminating a radiant color, like the sparkling light in the setting sun The surface of the lake is generally soft.

He curled his fingers slightly, moved his wrist, and his eyes flashed, as if he wanted to reach out to hold Cen Tian's shoulder, but suddenly realized the identities of the two, his eyes darkened, and a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes. Put it back obediently.

Cen Tian didn't take half a step back, and met his gaze directly.

The light in Zhao Mingda's eyes was softer, passing over Cen Tian's face like silk, "A Tian, ​​thank you for taking care of me."

Cen Tian was a little unnatural by this intimate call, so she deliberately avoided his gaze and turned around to pour him a glass of water, "I should thank you, thank you for saving Shi Yan."

Zhao Mingda's eyes became darker when he heard the words, "Did you come to take care of me just because I saved Fu Shiyan?"

Cen Tian's hands were frozen in mid-air, the air seemed to freeze, a little embarrassed, Cen Tian forced a smile, and answered irrelevant questions, "Shi Yan is my son, whoever saved him, I will repay him."

When Zhao Mingda heard it, the light in his eyes instantly became extremely cold, and there was a chill in his eyes, filled with darkness that almost overflowed his eye sockets, but he lowered his head, Cen Tian couldn't see his expression, and couldn't guess him. Can only see his long eyelashes covered with lying silkworms.

The roots of his eyelash feathers were raised, curved in a very resilient arc, thick and black.

"I see."

He seemed to sigh intentionally or unintentionally, and spoke with some regret.

Then he raised his head again and reached out to catch the water glass in Cen Tian's hand. Their fingers touched briefly. Cen Tian's heart moved and she was about to withdraw her hand, but Zhao Mingda suddenly grabbed her hand. hand.

The clear water was illuminated by the rays of the setting sun, showing a strange amber color, which poured into Zhao Mingda's glasses after reflection, adding a touch of strange color to his eyes.

The water in his eyes flowed with tenderness, and the hand holding Cen Tian became soft and warm, "A Tian, ​​I know you are still blaming me now."

Cen Tian tried her best to pull her hand back, but Zhao Mingda held her more and more forcefully, so she could only remind her, "Mr. Zhao, your actions have exceeded the norm."

Zhao Mingda turned a deaf ear, the strength in his hand gradually increased, and the hand holding Cen Tian gradually tightened, "A Tian, ​​I know that what happened before is all my fault, can you forgive me?"

There was almost a kind of sincere pleading in his voice, tears flickered in the corners of his eyes, shining in the gradually dimming sunlight, his eyes seemed to contain a reversing galaxy in pain, tempting to sink and fascinated.

"Mr. Zhao, if you have something to say, don't move your hands." Cen Tian's voice carried a warning.

When Zhao Mingda saw it, the light in his eyes dimmed, "I know you didn't forgive me, but this time I apologize sincerely, it doesn't matter, I can't forgive myself."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly clutched his chest and coughed violently. Cen Tian's heart tightened, she hurriedly handed over the water glass, and patted him on the back with one hand.

Zhao Mingda drank the water with difficulty while coughing, and then raised his head with difficulty, "A Tian, ​​I really knew that I was wrong this time, please don't blame me anymore, okay?"

The ends of his eyes were stained with crimson because of the cough just now. This color added a touch of coquettish temperament to the weak him. There was a light of expectation in his eyes, and he looked at Cen Tian seriously and intently.

Cen Tian looked at him fixedly, and didn't see the slightest doubt or evasion. She didn't want to have another enemy, and the person in front of her was her former benefactor, and now he is also his son's benefactor. She really had no reason to refuse him. .

After pondering for a long while, Cen Tian finally uttered a few words, "I don't blame you anymore."

"Really?" Zhao Mingda was overjoyed, his eyes flashed with excitement, but he immediately noticed that he was too excited, and immediately covered his chest and coughed a few times pretending to be weak.

His injury is not serious, and Cen Tian came today to discharge him from the hospital.

The procedures went smoothly, and the two left the hospital the next morning.

The air outside the hospital is fresh and clear, the sun is bright but not glaring, the heat is just right, and the body is warm but not sweaty.

Afterwards, the two met Lin Yang at the door of their house.

He leaned against the door frame, as if waiting still, seeing Cen Tian came back, he went up to greet Cen Tian with a happy smile, and after talking to Cen Tian for a long time, he acted as if he had just seen Zhao Mingda.

"Yo? Ah Tian brought guests back today?" Seeing that, Lin Yang looked sharply at Zhao Mingda back and forth, as if trying to see through him.

"I'm not a guest," Zhao Mingda straightened his collar, "I'm Shi Yan's lifesaver."

"It's all the same." Lin Yang grinned, showing a few canine teeth, but he didn't look cute at all, but full of threats.

"A Tian usually lives with someone like you?" Zhao Mingda raised his eyebrows, speaking contemptuously.

Lin Yang frowned. He hadn't seen anyone who provoked him to his door. Was this person too rampant?

Thinking of this, Lin Yang's tone of voice became a bit stiff, and he stared straight at him with thorns in his tone, "What do you mean?"

Seeing the tense atmosphere at the scene, Cen Tian was not in the mood to mediate, and even felt a little impatient in her heart. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Fu Shiyan's arm, and led him straight into the room, treating the two as air.