Are you sure you want to divorce me?

During the whole process, Han Yufeng didn't say a word, just quietly watched Wen Wenyao busy back and forth for him, raising his hands and feet whenever he asked him to raise them, it was really very cooperative.

Wen Wenyao was satisfied, and finally pecked his lips a few more times before pulling the scarf up to cover half of his face to prevent the wind from getting in.

But even so, he was still worried that Han Yufeng would catch a cold when he went out, so he looked around for sunglasses to wear for him, but Su Jinlun grabbed his arm in time, "It's almost done! You can just put a gas mask on him."

He was joking at first, but Wen Wenyao didn't expect Wen Wenyao to answer him seriously, "That's not okay, it doesn't look good, my dear will not agree. Besides, my dear is so handsome, so of course I have to dress up handsomely."

Su Jinlun: "..." At this moment, he really wanted to call some strong men to come over, and drag this brainless attack in front of him away.

"Then can you pull down his scarf a little? I almost can't see his beauty."

"But……"

"What are you still 'but'? Did the doctor also say that he is not breathing well? Then you are still holding him back."

"It seems to be the same." When Wen Wenyao heard this, he quickly squatted down and wanted to help Han Yufeng tear off the scarf, but when he put his hand on it, he hesitated again, "How about we still wear masks? Although not that handsome, but anyway..."

"Hey, do you know what time it is? It's been half an hour."

"!!!"

"You're not tired, and you don't think about the person in front of you. If you don't leave, you won't be able to leave."

Upon hearing this, Wen Wenyao felt very guilty immediately, and immediately realized his mistake deeply. After putting his head on Han Yufeng and saying a few words of apology, he pushed the wheelchair and went out.

He was pushing the wheelchair with one hand, while still holding onto Han Yufeng's hand with the other. He looked so gluey that others couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"Let me tell you, you might as well become conjoined twins. Are you reluctant to part for a moment?"

"A moment is too long, I can't bear to part with him for a second."

"..." Willing to bow down, willing to bow down.Su Jinlun felt that if Wen Wenyao went to participate in some earthy love talk PK competition, he would probably get No.1.

He kept using his eyes to signal Han Yufeng to take care of his wife, but his eyes almost popped out, and he didn't even pay attention to him.Instead, he turned his head slightly to the side, and met Wen Wenyao with an affectionate look that was tiresome to death.

Su Jinlun: "..." Damn it! ! !It's hopeless, these two people are really hopeless.

Although the handshake between the two felt good, in order not to make him too tired, Han Yufeng persuaded him in a low voice to concentrate on pushing the wheelchair.Maybe it was because he talked too much. He coughed a few times, and Wen Wenyao was so anxious that he squatted down and touched his forehead, and asked repeatedly, "What's wrong? Where is it uncomfortable? Why are you coughing? How about we still Let's go back."

Su Jinlun pulled him aside, and said disgustedly, "You are called over-stressed, don't you just cough twice? It's not normal." After finishing speaking, he unscrewed the lid of the thermos cup, poured out some water, and handed To Wen Wenyao, "Feed him two sips to moisten his throat."

Hearing this, Wen Wenyao quickly took the lid filled with water and handed it over, then pulled down the scarf a little, and brought it to Han Yufeng's mouth, watching him bow his head and take a few sips.

"feelling better?"

"Hmm." Han Yufeng raised his head and met those wet eyes again, he couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his head twice, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Well, let's continue walking, I hope there are not too many people in the yard."

It turned out that there was a small garden at the back of the hospital, with a few trees and flowers planted. Now, although it is a bit depressed, there are still some evergreens.That's why Wen Wenyao decided to push Han Yufeng to go there to change his mood and breathe fresh air for a day, otherwise he would smell the smell of disinfectant all day long, and even if he was fine, he would become troubled.Of course, he won't admit that he never agreed to let him go out before.

"Honey! Look at this leaf, it's actually in the shape of a heart! It's so pretty."

"Well, it looks better than yours." Han Yufeng took a look at the leaf that Wen Wenyao forced over, and finally couldn't help but tease him. He didn't know what he thought of. He always spoke with a smile, very Easy to hear.Moreover, if others observe carefully, they will find that his eyes are also smiling.

"Don't laugh at me anymore, I know my paintings are not good-looking." Wen Wenyao couldn't help laughing when he thought of the stupid things he did in the past.He didn't know where to read the strategy again, and said that in order to keep his lover in a good mood every day, he had to be surprised every day.

So he stayed up late every day to write letters, and almost incorporated all the words and sentences he could think of to express his love. This was not enough, so he had to draw a stick figure in the lower right corner of the letter.

However, he is a soul painter, and the things he draws are so abstract that no one can recognize them. For example, his "heart" has crooked lines, like an irregular stone.

However, this managed to make Han Yufeng laugh, after all, it played a little role.

"Shall we make it a specimen? It should be well preserved."

"it is good."

"You wait! I'll look for it again, if there is a pair. When the time comes, you will have one, and I will have one. Take it out from time to time to have a look."

"Yeah." Han Yufeng kept watching Wen Wenyao squatting on the ground and searching for something, a little tired, his eyes wanted to close all the time, but whenever Wen Wenyao turned his head and smiled at him, he immediately cheered up , keep your eyes open.

"Crack!"

Wen Wenyao turned around in a daze, only to see that Su Jinlun was holding a camera in his hand, taking pictures of them one after another.

"Where did you get the camera?"

"Borrowed. Don't worry about so much, come here, don't pick it up, get closer, and take a photo of you two."

Wen Wenyao decisively dropped the leaves and ran towards Han Yufeng.He walked to the back of the wheelchair, bent slightly, his hands loosely wrapped around his neck from behind, and then pressed his face against his.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it! Yes, it feels good. It's done, 1, 2, 3... Change the position again, come on!"

So, they tossed there for about 10 minutes and took countless beautiful photos, but they had to go back before they had time to go shopping, which made Wen Wenyao feel guilty again.

But Han Yufeng said, "It's okay, I'm very happy."

There is actually nothing to do outside, what I like is being with you and doing things that I couldn't do before.