dream winter

At this point, Meng Dongchu was finally admitted to the hospital of Wu Qinghua's family.Lying on the hospital bed, he felt an illusion of reincarnation, and he couldn't help but curl his mouth in self-deprecating manner.

As Meng Dongchu himself felt, he was only traumatized and his brain was not damaged. Of course, he came to this conclusion after going through various examinations.

Meng Dongchu's serious injury that night ruined the entire hospital. In the middle of the night, the wound was finally stitched up, all inspections were done, and it was time to rest.

Meng Dongchu lay on the bed with his eyes closed, without visual perception, but he could feel the slight sound of Yang Han undressing, and he said, "Go back."

"What?" Yang Han was planning to sleep on the escort bed for the night.

"You know, my sleep has always been poor. With you here, I'm afraid I won't be able to fall asleep." Meng Dongchu said directly, "I need to rest."

Meng Dongchu closed his eyes, there was only darkness, but he could imagine Yang Han's expression, he would be sullen and invisible, but his eyes were absolutely terrifying.Fortunately, now there is a reason not to open your eyes and confront him.

Yang Han held the suit jacket that he took off in his hand, Meng Dongchu's voice was very weak, and even "I need to rest" was said in a subdued tone, but it was the firmest insistence.It wasn't until this moment that Yang Han realized that the relationship between the two was still where it was—Meng Dongchu wanted him to leave.

"At the beginning of winter..." Yang Han pondered for a while, and said, "In the future, I won't let you attend the kind of parties you don't want to attend, what do you want me..." Never made such a promise, often thinking The meticulous young master Yang got stuck.

"I need to rest." Meng Dongchu still closed his eyes, and then heard Yang Han's vigorous closing of the door.

That was the only night when Meng Dongchu returned to Linhai City and fell asleep alone in a space with only himself, and he slept well.

The next morning, Meng Dongchu woke up feeling a little regretful. He did what he did yesterday, and he didn't know what was waiting for him. Who would have thought that when he woke up, he would see Yang Han coming early, reviewing documents at the side table.On the table, there is an insulated box.

"Are you awake? Wu Qinghua said that the hospital can also prepare special food for you, but it's better to cook at home." Yang Han said, carrying the heat preservation box to Meng Dongchu's bedside, "Let Mama He cook some Soup, drink and drink."

"Who?" Meng Dongchu's eyelids twitched and his brows twitched.

"That aunt when you were in Meng's house, I heard that you had a good relationship with her. I invited her back, and she took care of you afterwards."

"Yang Han!" Meng Dongchu frowned angrily.For Meng Dongchu, Mama He watched him grow up. Although he was not particularly close, Mama He treated him very well. It was one of his good memories in Linhai City. He didn't want Mama He to see him. This is now.In an instant, he felt deeply humiliated.

Yang Han was shocked by the anger in Meng Dongchu's originally clear eyes. He found He's mother overnight for the good of Meng Dongchu, but he didn't expect Meng Dongchu to be so fragile and sensitive.

"What? You don't want to see her?"

"What the hell..." Meng Dongchu opened his mouth to swear, but he stopped talking when he thought about how he was punished for his bad words before.

Yang Han watched Meng Dongchu gradually calm down his unreasonable anger.He thought Meng Dongchu was losing his temper because of his illness, and seeing that his expression gradually calmed down, he opened the insulated box and slowly fed him soup. If Peter saw this scene at this moment, he would definitely be amazed. His cold-blooded young master can also be so gentle when he is as good at observing words and expressions as Peter, and he must be able to see the joy on the corners of Yang Han's brows and lips.

Yang Han likes Meng Dongchu at this time, he knows how to subdue and lie quietly.When the spoon was delivered to his mouth, he opened his mouth obediently and drank, his dark eyes glanced at him from time to time, but the original loose and indifferent expression disappeared.

The soup was indeed made by He Ma, it was delicious with a hint of sweetness, and it was made according to the taste of Meng Dongchu's hometown, exactly the same as before.Meng Dongchu swallowed in one gulp, feeling very complicated.The fact that he was restrained on the hospital bed hindered his various "actions". He calmed down all of a sudden, as if he had been hit for a while, and his mind suddenly became clear.

At this moment, Yang Han was sitting by his bed like this, with that expression, that posture, he didn't intend to leave, how could it be like this?Meng Dongchu himself couldn't figure out how things turned out like this.It's just that he knows that he has been causing those things like before, and the only one who gets hurt is himself, a broken finger, a car crash, and it's not sure what will happen next time.Some time ago, life was driving him crazy, causing him to lose even his own instincts.Over the years, how to protect himself from harm has become his instinct. He is selfish to the extreme, which is why Zhang Peng said that he has no love in his heart. To a certain extent, he actually only loves himself.In this case, how should he protect himself? ...

While thinking, Meng Dongchu glanced at Yang Han from time to time, seeing his tightly closed thin lips from his stern eyebrows.

After drinking the soup, Meng Dongchu looked sleepy. Yang Han looked at him and said, "Are you sleepy? If you're sleepy, take a rest. I'm by the side. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay." Meng Dongchu said, with a sickly tone in his clear voice.

Yang Han was not comfortable packing the lunch boxes, but when he heard his words, he froze for a moment.He didn't expect Meng Dongchu to answer like this, he was used to Meng Dongchu's silence and alienation towards him.He raised his head to take a look at Meng Dongchu, but saw that Meng Dongchu had closed his eyes and fell asleep, showing An Tian's expression.Such a sleeping face reminded him of the appearance of Meng Dongchu who he accidentally saw when he pushed the wrong door in Wu Qinghua's suburban villa a few years ago.

Sometimes obsession is too deep, but forget the original appearance.

Yang Han put away the lunch box lightly, and sat down at the desk specially prepared for him, ready to work, but he couldn't concentrate.

For some reason, a trace of guilt flashed across his cold heart.

At this time, there was a trace of fire on the hospital bed.

"What's wrong?" Yang Han immediately dropped the file and ran over.

Meng Dongchu half-opened his eyes, pressing his head in pain, but did not dare to press the wound: "My head hurts..."

Yang Han rang the bell for the doctor to come, then hugged him in his arms and comforted him: "It's all right, it's all right after finding out yesterday." At this moment, he felt Meng Dongchu's body burrowing into his arms, and he was stunned for a while. Seconds later, Yang Han immediately adjusted his posture so that he would not press the wound on Meng Dongchu's head.

At this time, the doctor came. Because it was about Meng Dongchu's business, Wu Qinghua also came over. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help being surprised, but he immediately changed his calm face and accompanied the doctor to examine Meng Dongchu. To know the details of the situation, so as to explain to Yang Han.