Drifting Towards You

His skin was soft, moisturized and clean, and her hand fell on his cheek a little lost.

Su Jincheng just stared at her calmly, did not push her away, and did not respond.

Gu Xiangsi smiled at him, but his eyes were reddish, but he said waywardly: "I'll wipe it off for you, okay?"

He did not answer, but looked at her silently, letting her rub his face lightly.

Gu Xiangsi wiped it earnestly, rubbing his fingers lightly on his face, and after the blood was rubbed off, she rubbed several red marks on his plain cheeks.

After rubbing it away, she was reluctant to let go.

He stood in front of her, standing in front of her alive, how nice.

She held his face in frustration, until he squeezed her wrist and slowly removed her hand from her cheek, she recovered.

Su Jincheng's eyes deepened a bit, watching her slowly speak, "Thank you."

Gu Xiangsi didn't care either, and smiled at him after retracting his hand: "If you really want to thank you, or invite me to dinner if you have time."

"Good." Su Jincheng answered slowly.

Gu Xiangsi was a little surprised, he had already turned and left when he recovered.

She looked sideways at his back and lost her senses.

Last time she said she would invite him to dinner and he agreed, but this time he also agreed to ask him to invite himself to dinner.

So, she can have two meals with him.

On the other side, Su Xiangwan waited for a long time outside the intensive care unit, and Mu Beiting never woke up.

Until noon, Rong Chen came over.

Mrs. Mu immediately greeted him, "Boy Rong, when will Bei Ting wake up? I don't believe what they say, I only believe you!"

Rong Chen supported Mrs. Mu, and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "Whether he can wake up is unknown. The third brother had bleeding from multiple internal organs and suffered serious head injuries. If my grandfather did not perform the operation himself, the rescue would be timely. I am afraid I will return. Deficiency of the sky."

The old lady's figure shook, and Ms. Lu held her back and choked: "Mom!"

Rong Chen waited for the two to slow down, and continued: "Now I can only look at himself, do everything, and obey the destiny."

Su Xiangwan listened to him from a distance, lowered his eyes lightly, and clenched his hands into fists.

Li Xiaoxiao couldn't do it anxiously, half squatting next to the wheelchair, clutching her hand, and constantly comforting her: "Late night... Mu Beiting will be fine. He will wake up and be fine."

Su Xiangwan's eyes were scarlet, but he didn't cry.

His gaze fell on Li Xiaoxiao, and she slowly squeezed out a smile at her: "I know."

I know that he will wake up.

He still has me, still years, and Ms. Lu, Mrs. Mu, and so many relatives and friends, how could he be willing to leave like this.

But Li Qingqing, why are you two lives, no matter whether you are proud or frustrated, but you are not willing to let me go.

Li Xiaoxiao watched Su Xiangwan still smiling at her. Tears couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes. He choked up and said, "Don't laugh if you're sad at night. It's ugly to laugh."

The corners of Su Xiangwan's raised mouth slowly fell, turning his head and falling on the glass of the intensive care unit again.

Li Xiaoxiao looked at her worriedly, she must not know that her face was as pale as paper at the moment, there was no trace of blood, and her eyes were flushed with bloodshot eyes, but she refused to shed any more tears.

After Rong Chen and Mrs. Mu had finished explaining, they walked towards Su Xiangwan.

Su Xiangwan looked at him and said softly: "Can I go in and see him?"

Rong Chen was silent for a moment, and said warmly: "Tomorrow, you are not in a good state now, I will arrange for you to go in tomorrow."

"Great."