After becoming the personal model of the boss

He Xiancheng's back disappeared at the door of the ward.

Only then did Zhou Shang'an stop, he looked up at Luo Xiao, and asked, "Uncle Luo, how long has he been here?"

Luo Xiao was peeling eggs for Zhou Shangan. Hearing this, she looked at Zhou Shangan and said, "Teacher He? He came at four o'clock in the morning."

Luo Xiao put the peeled eggs in Zhou Shangan's bowl, cleaned the egg shells, and continued: "I was already asleep at the time, and the nurse called me suddenly.

He paused, looked up at Zhou Shangan, his eyes seemed puzzled, "The nurse said that there is a man downstairs looking for you, looking for you from ward to ward..."

Zhou Shangan was startled when he heard this, opened his eyes wide, and looked at Luo Xiao in a little surprise.

Luo Xiao picked up an apple on the table, but didn't notice Zhou Shang'an's expression.

He also said that the nurse urged me to go down in a hurry. I felt strange at first, but when I went downstairs, Teacher He was standing there. When he saw me, he rushed up immediately, grabbed my hand and asked where you were. "

"I was taken aback by his appearance at the time. I told him the ward number, and he left without looking back. However, it's no wonder the nurse was worried, Mr. He's appearance..."

Zhou Shangan was stunned.

Luo Xiao suddenly stopped talking.

The peel of the apple he was peeling broke, Luo Xiao picked it up slowly and threw it into the trash can.

Zhou Shangan frowned, and hurriedly asked, "What kind?"

The fruit knife cut out small strips of apple peel again, Luo Xiao sighed, and then continued: "Unshaven, messy hair, dusty, he seems to be rushing over here, hey... I haven't seen him like that yet How about..."

Luo Xiao lowered her head as she spoke, cut the apples into small pieces and placed them on the plate, sighing thoughtfully.

"The young nurse on the night shift is probably new here not long ago, and she is relieved to see that we are acquaintances..."

Hearing Luo Xiao's words, Zhou Shang'an had mixed feelings for a while.

Did He Xiancheng rush over overnight?

He...why is he in such a hurry?

Zhou Shang'an narrowed his eyebrows and eyes slightly, staring at the light noodles in the bowl, his heart suddenly felt a little blocked.

They are long gone.

There is no need for He Xiancheng to come back to look for him.

There is no need to tempt him anymore...

Luo Xiao suddenly said: "Shang'an, why did Mr. He come to you in such a hurry? And..."

Zhou Shang'an's train of thought was interrupted, he froze for a moment, then looked up at Luo Xiao.

Luo Xiao paused for a while, then asked puzzled: "How did he know what happened to you?"

Since Zhou Shang'an suddenly fainted and was admitted to the hospital, it took only a little more than half a day in general.

For a moment, he didn't know how to explain it.

Zhou Shang'an really didn't know why He Xiancheng came here, so he turned to ask Luo Xiao, "Uncle Luo, don't you know?"

Luo Xiao shook his head.

Zhou Shang'an stirred the swollen noodles in the bowl, lowered his eyes and said: "Oh, I don't know, I thought you knew."

Luo Xiao no longer struggled, and muttered: "I wanted to ask him, but when I got to the ward..."

Luo Xiao suddenly stopped talking.

Zhou Shang'an looked up at Luo Xiao, motioning for him to continue, "And then?"

Luo Xiao recalled that in the early morning, he followed He Xiancheng back to the ward, and at the door of the ward, he saw He Xiancheng sitting beside Zhou Shangan.

He Xiancheng held Zhou Shangan's hand.

Just now downstairs, the anxious look in He Xiancheng's eyebrows and eyes disappeared when he looked at Zhou Shang'an, and was replaced by a complex emotion, intertwined, as if he was worried and couldn't bear to feel sad...

Looking at the scene in front of him, Luo Xiao's breathing became stagnant, and after a while, he turned and left.

Ward.

Zhou Shang'an put his chopsticks on the bowl. The bowl of noodles was already bland, but now it was swollen, making it even harder to swallow.

He pushed the bowl forward, looked up at Luo Xiao, and asked again: "Uncle Luo, what then?"

Luo Xiao came back to her senses, looked at Zhou Shang'an, paused for a moment, then shook her head, "It's nothing, I saw you were sleeping, so I didn't ask if I didn't want to bother you."

Zhou Shangan pursed his lips and said no more.

Luo Xiao pushed the fruit plate in front of Zhou Shang'an, "Eat more fruit."

Zhou Shang'an nodded, after a while, he remembered something, and suddenly said: "Uncle Luo, did you tell him about me?"

Luo Xiao was stunned for a moment, "Young master is referring to...?"

Zhou Shang'an lowered his eyes and whispered: "My dad...and the company's affairs..."

Luo Xiao frowned. He didn't want to mention Zhou Chuxiong in front of Zhou Shangan. At this moment, he kindly didn't ask any more questions, and just said: "I haven't talked to Mr. He about these things, and Mr. He hasn't asked me either."

"Then he..." Zhou Shangan frowned slightly, paused, and then shook his head again.

The hand on his thigh was clenched slightly, and Zhou Shangan lowered his eyes and said: "If he asks about you, Uncle Luo, you..."

Zhou Shangan looked up at Luo Xiao, "You don't need to tell him."

Luo Xiao was stunned when he heard the words, hesitated for a moment, Luo Xiao still asked: "Master...why?"

Zhou Shangan opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain it.

why?

He didn't know why, but for a moment, he didn't want He Xiancheng to know.

It doesn't make sense to tell He Xiancheng.

Zhou Shangan laughed at himself.

Doubt flashed across Luo Xiao's eyebrows, and he repeated: "Master?"

Zhou Shang'an looked at Luo Xiao and thought, what kind of young master is he now, a man so destitute that he doesn't even have a home.

Gao Jing and He Xiancheng have known each other for seven years, or even longer. They met, separated, and then reunited.

And he is nothing.

Zhou Shang'an lowered his eyebrows and looked in a trance.

Seeing Zhou Shangan's appearance, Luo Xiao paused for a few moments, quickly grabbed Zhou Shangan's shoulder, patted it, and called softly, "Shang'an?"

Only then did Zhou Shangan come back to his senses, and looked at Luo Xiao, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, Uncle Luo, I just thought of something suddenly."

Luo Xiao worried, "Then..."

Zhou Shang'an said: "Whatever, Uncle Luo, you can say whatever you want."

Zhou Shangan lay back on the bed, pulled the quilt over his body, and covered half of his face.

He suddenly thought of the condition Gao Yu offered.

Zhou Shang'an closed his eyes lightly.

He thought, in fact, it is not too difficult to meet the conditions.

Just go to the army.

Now, where does he go, isn't it all the same?

If Zhou Chuxiong's company can get better because of this, it will be worth it.

Zhou Shang'an turned his back to Luo Xiao.

Luo Xiao looked at the figure of the person on the bed, sighed, and tucked the corner of the quilt for Zhou Shangan.

Then, he picked up the trash on the side and turned around to go out.

At the door of the ward, just as Luo Xiao stepped forward, he saw He Xiancheng walking towards him.

He Xiancheng looked slightly better than last night, but the strong smell of cigarettes on his body seemed to be stronger than ever before.

Luo Xiao frowned.

He Xiancheng stopped not far away, "Uncle Luo."

Luo Xiao nodded and said with a smile, "Has Mr. He had breakfast?"

He Xiancheng gave a "hmm" and said calmly, "I've eaten. Where's Shang'an? Has he rested again?"

Luo Xiao glanced into the ward.

He Xiancheng's gaze bypassed Luo Xiao, and looked at the huddled figure on the hospital bed.

Luo Xiao also looked at the person on the hospital bed, nodded, and said softly: "Yes, Shang'an fell asleep again."

Luo Xiao paused for a moment, looked at He Xiancheng, and after a while, said: "Teacher He, let Shang'an rest for a while, give him some time to slow down, he has experienced too much."

He Xiancheng's eyes trembled when he heard the words, and he looked at Luo Xiao with surprise flashing in his eyes.

Luo Xiao had bypassed He Xiancheng, turned around and walked downstairs.

Zhou Shangan was suffering from acute gastroenteritis. In addition, he was too tired recently, had some hypoglycemia, had big emotional ups and downs, and was mentally unstable. After two days of rest in the hospital, he was able to recuperate.

He Xiancheng asked the doctor about his condition, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, walked lightly, and sat down beside Zhou Shangan.

On the bed, the young man's skin was fair, and he seemed to be falling asleep this time. He frowned subconsciously, and the sound of breathing spread evenly, making him vulnerable and pitiful.

Zhou Shang'an's long, slender black eyelashes trembled with her breathing.

He Xiancheng stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Zhou Shang'an's face, when his fingertips were about to touch, He Xiancheng frowned as if thinking of something, and then his hand stopped in the air.

In the end, he just tucked the quilt over Zhou Shangan, and then withdrew his hand.

He Xiancheng looked at the peaceful sleeping face of the person in front of him, and didn't say or do anything.

His eyebrows were slightly drawn, and emotions were rolling in his dark eyes.

He missed too much, He Xiancheng thought.

He didn't dare to touch Zhou Shang'an, let alone wake up the person in his dream.

He just sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Zhou Shang'an quietly.

He Xiancheng's eyes fell gently on Zhou Shang's face, his eyes copied Zhou Shang'an's eyebrows, mouth and nose...

He sat by the bed all morning.

It wasn't until Zhou Shang'an gradually woke up that He Xiancheng glanced away.

Zhou Shang'an opened his eyes, and when he saw He Xiancheng beside the bed, he was stunned.

He Xiancheng looked at him and smiled, "Are you awake?"

Zhou Shang'an didn't speak, and was always in a trance when he first woke up.

He Xiancheng had his back to the light, and the light from outside hit He Xiancheng's face through the window.

He Xiancheng's outline seemed to be painted with golden edges, hazy and so gentle that it was unreal.

When his consciousness gradually regained consciousness, Zhou Shang'an seemed to come back to his senses and remembered something.

He closed his eyes, stopped looking at He Xiancheng, buried his face in the quilt, and let out a nasal "hmm".

Of course, He Xiancheng could see the change in Zhou Shangan's expression, he didn't speak, and after a while, he spoke softly, "Shang'an, what's your plan next?"

Zhou Shangan's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Next plan?If it goes well, he will continue to go back to his previous high school, if it doesn't go well...

Zhou Shang'an's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he let out a breath.

If it doesn't go well, he will go to the army, ranging from a few years to ten years.

Zhou Shang'an took a look at He Xiancheng, and his tone was very light, and he replied briefly: "I don't know."

He Xiancheng smiled, his eyes soft, "It's fine, take your time."

Zhou Shang'an no longer answered He Xiancheng.

After a while, he turned over, with his back to He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng's heart clenched, he looked at Zhou Shang'an's back, his eyes were mixed with emotions, dim and unclear.These days, he always thinks of the days when he was with Zhou Shang'an.