Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Yan He felt that his emotions were becoming more and more stable. Even if there were fluctuations, they would not be as severe as before.

She always felt that the time for discharge was getting closer.

Later she found out she was wrong.

And it was so wrong.

After coming out of the psychological counseling room, instead of feeling much relieved, she felt heavy and uncomfortable.

There is no way to describe the discomfort.

It seems that I have returned to the state I was in before I moved in, and it is easy to break the good mood that I had struggled to maintain.

The patient in the next bed is still in the ICU being monitored and observed, and he doesn’t know when he will come back.

With her in the relatively lively ward, it became quiet and particularly deserted.

Yan He was lying on the bed alone, staring out the window in trance.

From time to time, there are sounds from outside, including crying and laughing, but none of them are related to her.

I can't sleep with my eyes closed.

She just kept her eyes open, waiting for the sun to set and for the light in the room to dim.

Wait until there is a knock on the door.

"Yan He from 1801, someone is looking for you."

The nurse who had been in charge of her in the afternoon came in and saw her lying there quietly. She subconsciously made a gentle move and turned on the light in the room.

Still, he asked her opinion: "Want to meet?"

"it is good."

Yan He finally came to his senses and stood up with his hands on his hands, before he could turn his head.

An arrogant and cheerful voice sounded: "Surprise!!! Beautiful, I'm here to give you a surprise."

Familiar and shitty.

I didn't even wait for people to say hello before coming over, and I never thought about the possibility of not seeing him.

"..."

The hand lifting the quilt paused.

People have already arrived.

The long and curly waves were draped casually on the shoulders, rising in beautiful arcs according to the movements of the visitor.

Open and airy.

Completely consistent with her character.

"Jessie?"

"uh-huh?"

"How did you come?"

"Why are you looking like this? You don't want me to come?"

"No."

Yan He shook his head, got off the bed and put on his shoes, but did not stand up.

Although he knew her virtues, he still asked very cooperatively: "So the surprise you are talking about is..."

"It's me."

The big wave waved: "Don't you think it's a big surprise when you see me?"

"Yes."

"That's pretty much it."

The nurse next to them saw that they seemed to get along well with each other, so she went out without saying a word.

Yan He lowered his eyes and watched Jessie take out the contents of the thermos bucket. He suddenly felt a little ridiculous but was not surprised.

"Why did you come here suddenly?"

"I originally wanted to come see you, but I was afraid it would delay your recovery."

"Then why are you here now?"

"Oh, of course I miss you. Besides, we have worked together for so long and are good friends. If I really don't come to see you, will my conscience be eaten by a dog?"

"My mother asked you to come..."

"no."

Jessie kept moving her hands and turned her head to look at her: "Why do you think so?"

"Why did you answer so quickly?"

His slender eyebrows were raised slightly, and this time his tone became a little uncertain: "That...isn't it?"

Yan He didn't ask again.

He lay back down again, with his back to her: "Go back, don't stay here anymore."

"why?"

"Ominous."

"..."

Jessie blinked, knowing that she was so smart that many things didn't need to be said clearly.

He moved over, leaned his head over, and stared into her closed eyes: "What are you talking about? Don't worry, I'm very tough, you get up first to eat."

"I will not eat."

"Why don't you eat?"

"I'm afraid you'll be poisoned."

"..."

She really thanked me.

Of course Yan He got up to eat.

No matter what, rice is innocent and there is nothing wrong with it.

And she believed that the other party really cared about her.

Jessie sat across from him, holding her chin up, and occasionally using chopsticks to put food into Yan He's bowl.

Aunt Yan did contact her in the morning.

But she had planned to find a suitable time to come over, but it just happened to be earlier because of this call.

She just came here because she was afraid of disturbing Yan He's treatment. Since it didn't matter, there was no need for her to wait later.

"What did my mother ask you to tell me?"

Just a few minutes after I relaxed, my mood suddenly became tense again.

Jessie put down her chopsticks.

"I did say I came with a mission."

After all, I agreed.

"What mission?"

Yan He raised his eyes and glanced at her: "I want you to persuade me to put aside the violin thing first."

"Ah~"

"Just stay in the hospital with peace of mind, and when you get better, you can practice as much as you want."

"No~"

"Try not to think too much. The most important thing right now is treatment."

"Hmm~"

Jessie pursed her lips and just sat aside, eyes rolling.

Don't answer.

Until Yan He raised her head, she didn't know whether it was because of a guilty conscience, but she actually felt that those beautiful eyes were vaguely oppressive.

Jessie was scared.

Aunt Yan is Aunt Yan, Yan He is Yan He, and she has no friendship with Aunt Yan. No matter what, she must be on the side of her friends.

"Correct."

He squinted his eyes and smiled: "As expected of mother and daughter, you really guessed it right. Except for a few words, everything else is pretty much the same."

That's what it means anyway.

"Ah."

Yan He had no special reaction and lowered his head to serve himself a bowl of soup.

Jessie lay on the table, feeling instantly relieved because the task was completed.

"Whether you can guess it yourself, I don't dare tell you."

I was worried on the way here, why didn't I refuse, saying that I had something to do, and I could just come secretly tomorrow.

"She felt that everything in the outside world would affect my mood."

"why?"

"Ok?"

Yan He raised his eyes, curled his lips and smiled softly: "Maybe it's because you love me so much?"

"..."

She smiled.

Jessie suddenly started to laugh a little.

He slowly got up from the table and leaned back in his chair, not knowing how to answer this question.

She didn't know why, even though Yan He was smiling, she felt even worse than before when he wasn't smiling.

"Are you OK?"

"what's up?"

"it's okay no problem."

Jessie shook her head and helped her open the bag containing the thermos bucket: "Don't worry about work. I'll wait for your news."

"it is good."

"By the way, Tang Qiu's manager called me a few days ago and said that he hopes to collaborate with you on a violin performance single, anytime. I haven't agreed yet."

"Reject it."

"Row."