Drifting Towards You

Li Xiaoxiao nodded and gently grasped his big hand.

It's eight o'clock in the evening.

Li Xiaoxiao wiped his cheeks with a warm towel, acting very carefully.

Not long after, the man's index finger moved lightly.

After a few seconds, those deep eyes slowly opened.

Li Xiaoxiao looked at him nervously: "Uncle, are you awake?"

"En." He closed his eyes again and replied softly.

After a few seconds, he opened it again.

"You... do you remember who I am?" Li Xiaoxiao's face was very close to him, and his voice was very soft. The warm breath fell on his face a little itchy.

He stared at her, frowned and said solemnly: "Zhang Cheng!"

His voice was not very loud, but Adjutant Zhang, who had been guarding the door, heard the movement for the first time.

Immediately pushed the door in, and after a military salute: "Here!"

Si Mocheng looked down and said dissatisfied: "Who asked you to bring her!"

He has a low voice and an inexplicable deterrent, but it is not difficult to hear that there is dissatisfaction in his tone.

Zhang Cheng took two steps forward and said, "Colonel, this was ordered by Doctor Rong Chen, and you kept calling Miss Li's name when you were in a coma."

He just finished speaking, but Li Xiaoxiao was dissatisfied.

She just saw him calling Zhang Cheng to come in and thought he had any order to give, but she didn't expect to let herself come over.

She looked at him with red eyes, her small fleshy face was puffed up, her eyes widened, she just complained silently and didn't speak.

"Xiaoxiao." Si Mocheng's voice slowed down a bit.

"You don't want to see me that much?" Li Xiaoxiao choked a little.

She worried about him so much that he didn't want to see her at all.

She is so sad.

"Don't cry." Simocheng was a little annoyed to see her eyes flushed.

Li Xiaoxiao wanted to turn his head and leave with integrity, but she still couldn't rest assured, she couldn't rest assured of his injury.

"Come here." He said in a deep voice, not seeing her pitiful appearance the most.

He slowly raised a hand and lightly dropped it on her little head, letting her little face rest on his chest.

Li Xiaoxiao's eyes were sour inexplicably, biting his lips and making no sound.

Su Xiangwan, Gu Xiangsi and others saw that Si Mocheng was awake, and they obviously had something to say, so they didn't bother.

The group of people quietly left the ward, planning to come back for a visit tomorrow.

Only Si Mocheng and Li Xiaoxiao were left in the room for a while. She leaned on him for an unknown period of time before sitting up.

He stared at her solemnly and said, "It's not that I don't want to see you."

"what is that?"

He was silent for a moment, and said softly: "I don't want you to worry about it."

Li Xiaoxiao was slightly startled, his wrinkled heart slowly unfolded, and his small mouth was slightly pursed: "But I will be even more worried if you don't let me come. You haven't come back for so long, I thought...I thought... "

When it came to this, the corners of Li Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly moist.

"Why?" he asked in a low voice.

"I thought you had something wrong, I thought you died outside... I thought you wouldn't come back."

His face eased a little, and he slowly said, "Afraid of me dying?"

"En." Li Xiaoxiao responded softly.

"Don't you hate me?" he asked in a low voice.

Li Xiaoxiao didn't speak.

In fact, she doesn't hate him, not at all.

Although she couldn't understand him more and more, she hoped that he would be safe forever.

Both of them fell silent, and there was silence in the room.

Si Mocheng lowered his eyes slightly and stroked her hair lightly.

It's great, it turns out that being missed by her will make him feel satisfied.