Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

Until I heard the man's surprised voice saying, "You're awake!"

Song Xingan realized that it was not a dream.

The delicate and soft touch fell on my forehead again, and her gentle voice was in my ears.

"The fever has gone away. Do you still feel uncomfortable? Are you still dizzy?" He spoke words of concern one after another.

He supported himself on the bed with one hand, tried to sit up, leaned against the head of the bed, and stared at the person who shouldn't be here.

Obviously he hasn't come to his senses yet.

She raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Student Song?"

He pursed his cracked lips and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why are you here?"

"I saw the circle of friends that classmate Zhang posted, and I recognized those hands as yours. You didn't reply to the message I sent you, so I was really worried, so I contacted Mu Lin and asked him to bring me here."

As she said that, she got up and went outside, and took a cup of warm water in a disposable paper cup, "Drink some water first."

"By the way, considering that you may not have eaten, I brought a portion of thin porridge from home in a thermos bucket. You should still be hungry now. Do you want to eat now?"

The caring words fell into my ears, and seemed to turn into warm currents flowing from the bottom of my heart into my limbs.

He curled his hands on his abdomen into fists, wanting to say no, but his stomach growled and he swallowed back the words.

After drinking a bowl of hot porridge, the feeling of weakness disappeared a lot.

"I'm sorry to trouble you again," he said.

"Last time I sprained my ankle, you helped me out in the hospital. We are friends now, so there's no need to be so polite."

Speaking of friends, he remembered what she had said before.

Song Xing'an wanted to say something but stopped.

"I know what you want to say." Jiang Wan moved the chair closer and spoke to him, "But now the most important thing is for you to recover from your illness. Don't think about those things for now. I'm not in a hurry for an answer."

The person on the hospital bed lowered his eyelids, his thick, curled eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, and his tightening hands revealed his uneasy heart.

How could I not be moved?

When they first met, she sat there like an angel, and every time they met afterwards, he was touched by her tenderness and her understanding.

She also has her own temper. Even though she has suffered so much injustice, she still maintains her enthusiasm for this world, which is completely different from people like him.

She had an optimism that he envied.

But at the same time, he was also very clear that they were people from two different worlds.

He did not bring up the subject again. He raised his eyes, looked directly into her eyes and said, "Ms. Jiang, you don't understand me. I come from a poor family background. I am very different from you. We are not from the same world."

Since he didn't refuse directly but said these things, then there is a chance.

She is a demon who has suffered a lot. She has known hunger and cold, and has seen too many poor couples. It can be said that she knows very well that "poor couples have many sorrows."

No matter how deep the affection between a couple is, trivial matters like food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea will slowly wear away their affection.

Even if one of the parties is rich, various relationship problems will always arise in the long run due to the mismatch in social status.

But her mission is him, and the biggest problem is his favorability.

As for the problems he mentioned, they are not problems.

Besides, she is not short of money.

She doesn't need to consider those things at all, and even raising ten of them wouldn't be a problem.

Jiang Wan nodded in understanding, and asked seriously, "In your opinion, two people whose families don't match can't be together? In other words, if you like someone and her family conditions are not as good as yours, you think she is not suitable?"

"No..." He wanted to explain.

Jiang Wan interrupted him and continued, "Since you don't think this way, why do you think I would think this way?

Classmate Song, you should have heard that I had a very failed relationship before. In this relationship, he and I were childhood sweethearts and we were well matched, but the result was very bad. It can be said that it was a complete failure.

Nowadays, what I value more is the person himself and his character than family background. After getting to know you, I think I have understood you well enough. Your family background does not change the fact that you are a motivated and excellent person.

I have the ability to support myself and even a family. How do you know that we are not suitable for each other without even trying?

If it is just because of financial problems, this is not a reason for you to reject me, unless you tell me that you just don’t like me as a person and think I am not a good person.”

Song Xing'an couldn't say anything bad about her.

Reason told him that the best thing he should do was to refuse and keep his distance from her.

But emotionally he couldn't remain indifferent to her words.

"I'm sorry, you're a patient and you should rest. I shouldn't have said so many things that bothered you. Just pretend you never heard what I said." She stood up and put away the thermos on the table with her back to him. On the way, she wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand. Her tone was a little more distant. "You should have a good rest. I won't disturb you for now. Goodbye."

After she finished speaking, she didn't turn around to look at him again, but strode out of the infirmary with the thermos in her arms.

Song Xing'an quickly stood up and wanted to get out of bed to catch up, but when he was putting on his shoes, he stopped.

Maybe... this result is good.

He was not born to be liked.

You shouldn't demand everything that doesn't belong to you.

The doctor, who seemed to be busy outside the door but was actually listening to gossip, saw her coming out and quickly put away his gossipy heart and sat up straight.

He counted a few numbers in his mind, and when he didn't see anyone from the inner room chasing him out, he felt a little disappointed.

What's wrong with young people nowadays?

Are you so rational just for a relationship?

If such a beautiful girl confessed to him, he would have agreed without hesitation.

Song Xing'an walked out of the inner room with unsteady steps. The school doctor looked at him, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked with concern: "Are you going to chase the girl who just walked out? I guess she hasn't gone far yet. Do you need me to help you call her back?"

He had already stood up from his chair as he spoke.

I'm just short of saying, "Just agree and I'll help you get the person back."

"No need." He walked forward and took out his cell phone. "How much is the total?"

After paying the money, Song Xingan walked slowly towards the dormitory building.

He lay on the bed in the dormitory with his hands under his head, staring at the ceiling in a daze. After a while, he wanted to ask her if she had come home, but then he felt that he had made up his mind to keep a distance from her, so he should not have too much contact with her.

However, she came to see him specially, if he didn't even show concern, wouldn't that be really inhumane?

He deleted and cut things on the screen, and finally typed only one sentence: Are you home?

The other party just replied with a "hmm".

He stared at the screen of his mobile phone, as if if he looked at it long enough, the other party would send him a new message.

But until the screen went off, the only word left in the conversation between the two was "hmm".

The screen dimmed and brightened, brightened and dimmed again.