The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

Hearing the dangerous voice, Nan Zhiyi instinctively showed a clear and innocent look and shook her head.

“Then it seems that Ayi is gifted.

Don't look at other people like that in the future, okay? You have a family now."

Zhou Yan stared at Nan Zhiyi with an unclear expression and smiled faintly.

Nan Zhiyi hurriedly nodded obediently.

Maybe the medicine took effect, or maybe it was because she was in a much better mood, Nan Zhiyi began to feel sleepy.

I don't know when I was able to take control of my body.

Seeing how tired he looked, Zhou Yan stopped talking and the room became quiet again.

Zhou Hang walked in at some point and quietly pushed the wheelchair to the other bed.

"Brother, are you sure he is the one you are waiting for?"

"That's right. I didn't expect that when the dream came true, I would sink so quickly."

If his hand had not been bandaged, Zhou Yan would have wanted to cover his eyes with a sigh and act helpless.

Zhou Hang sighed silently, feeling that his good days were coming to an end. Sure enough, the next thing he heard was his elder brother urging him to get married.

"You are already an adult, you should get married soon and have a big fat baby, at least that will satisfy your parents.

Even if you don't like to get involved in the family business, at least train me an heir! I'm busy with work every day and I can't spend time with my wife."

Zhou Hang's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to push his beloved brother off the bed.

In the end, he didn't dare to do anything, nor did he respond. He walked towards the bed of his companion beside him in a sullen manner and fell asleep with his back to the two of them.

Because the ward downstairs was an ordinary ward and the bed was small and hard, Zhou Hang woke up early in the morning with a severe backache.

He really couldn't stand it, so he went out to find a doctor to confirm that they could be moved, and arranged for both of them to be in the exclusive ward upstairs.

The floor here is very high and you can see the flower bed outside.

In order for Nan Zhiyi to see outside and feel better, he was arranged to sit by the window.

After a night of heavy rain, everything in the world seemed to be washed and became exceptionally clean and clear.

The water droplets rolled on the delicate petals, reflecting the light. Suddenly a butterfly flew over and landed on the petals. The petals tilted due to the force, and the water droplets rolled along the traces of the leaf veins.

"What are you looking at, Yi?"

After Zhou Yan was sure that his hand was not seriously injured, he removed the fixation board. The swelling on his sprained foot also subsided. As long as he didn't use gravity, everything would be fine.

At this moment, I happened to be sitting on a chair and sliding towards this side, looking at him in confusion.

The restraints had been untied and the wounds had been bandaged. Nan Zhiyi pointed to the flowers and butterflies below.

At this time, the breeze was blowing, and the leaves on the tree were shaking. A drop of water happened to fall and landed on the wings of the butterfly.

The wet wings became heavy and drooped on the flower, sticking to the petals.

The butterfly struggled and flapped its wings, trying to break free and fly again, but found that it was powerless. Some of the powder on its wings fell off and floated on the water droplets.

Nan Zhiyi became nervous and gestured to Zhou Yan.

At this moment, someone happened to pass by, and the wind from his footsteps caused the petals to shake a few times.

The butterfly was trapped even more seriously, with many of its wings wet and stuck to the wet petals. It seemed to have given up struggling and lay motionless.

Nan Zhiyi's eyes turned red with anxiety, and he gestured to Zhou Yan again, as if that was not just a butterfly's predicament, but his own.

"Since you are so worried, would you like to go and take a look together?"

Nan Zhiyi stopped gesturing for a moment, looked at the strangers walking back and forth below, her face pale and she bit her lower lip.

I couldn't help feeling fear and timidity in my heart, so I lowered my head and grabbed the window.

At this time the butterfly began to move again, but it was not in a hurry to fly. Instead, it dragged its body towards the edge of the petals.

The petals were tilted even more severely, the water dripped off quickly, the petals were forced back to their original position, and the butterfly bounced up.

It dragged its heavy wings to control its descent and finally stood up. It waited for the sun to rise slowly. After its wings were dried, it flew up again and danced gracefully.

Zhou Yan frowned as he looked at his reaction. It seemed that his condition was more serious than before.

I could still hold offline dubbing meet-and-greet sessions before, but now I don’t even dare to go out.

Forget it, I’m on my own, take it slow!

Thinking of this, Zhou Yan tried to get closer to him, sat next to him, peeled an orange, and handed it to him.

Nan Zhiyi smiled ingratiatingly and reached out to take it.

He accidentally touched the other person's palm, which was soft and warm, but he immediately shrank back and frowned as if he had encountered a ferocious beast.

Looking at the other person's puzzled gaze, he soon relaxed.

Am I being too sensitive?

"Sorry, I was abrupt."

Before he could start blaming himself, Zhou Yan spoke first, took over the topic, and explained gently and patiently.

"I just thought that since we have different identities, I wanted to get closer to you.

But after all, the time is still short, it is normal for you to feel uncomfortable, I hope you don’t mind. ”

Nan Zhiyi looked at him seriously, shook her head, and the uneasiness and tension in her heart dissipated a lot.

Following the original owner's personality, this seems to be a good idea.

She lowered her eyes and head, cut the orange in half, took his hand that had not yet retracted, put one half in his hand, stroked his hand lightly, and then let go.

I raised my head and a faint smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, as if to say, you are right, I will try my best to adapt.

Zhou Yan also understood what he meant. He held the orange tightly, cut a slice and put it into his mouth. It was very sweet, sweeter than anything he had eaten before.

"Hello, Mr. Zhou."

"Xiaoyi, your mobile police is out of use, I just took it back."

Huang Zhao knocked on the door and walked in with a smile on his face, holding a mobile phone wrapped in a transparent plastic bag in his hand, and his bag was bulging with something.

He first greeted Zhou Yan politely, then walked to the bedside table where his belongings were placed, took out his cell phone and charged it.

Then he smiled mysteriously and looked at Nan Zhiyi as he put down his bag and prepared to unzip it.

"Guess what I brought you?"

Nan Zhiyi shook her head in confusion, looked at the person who was trying to make her happy, and followed his lead to make a few simple guesses.

"Books... greeting cards... or dolls?"

"Xiaoyi is still as smart as ever. There are books, your flute, and finally your beloved Xiaodi."

Nan Zhiyi's eyes became brighter and brighter as he spoke, and she was visibly happy and excited.

He stood up and walked over quickly.

He looked at his childish appearance with amusement and took out a brown stuffed bear from his backpack.

The ragdoll bear is probably quite a few years old, and the color hasn't changed much, but the cotton inside has become solid, and it looks bumpy and patchy.

"I just happened to pass by your house, so I brought Xiaodi to you so that you can hold him and have a good sleep."