After becoming the personal model of the boss

Zhou Shangan paused when he heard the words. He looked at the dark wall in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the only light in the room went out, and He Xiancheng turned off his cell phone.

Zhou Shang'an's vision instantly dimmed.

Only the small light-transmitting window on the door of the ward was left, and the light from the corridor still diffused.

Zhou Shang'an moved again before stopping.

He Xiancheng was sitting on the chair behind him, and Luo Xiao was at the end of the bed.

The slight sound of breathing spread, and Luo Xiao had already fallen asleep.

He Xiancheng lowered his voice and asked him.

In the afternoon, when Luo Xiao asked him if he wanted to take a bath, Zhou Shangan refused.

Zhou Shang'an thought that the bathroom in the hospital might be a bit unclean, so he was worried, so he didn't take a bath.

But now, he found that no matter how he lay down, he was uncomfortable.

Zhou Shang'an always felt that his body was strangely uncomfortable, and his heart was even more disturbed.

Suddenly there was a gentle force behind him, and Zhou Shangan froze for a moment.

It was He Xiancheng who got up, and tucked Zhou Shangan's quilt which was accidentally thrown off when he moved around.

He Xiancheng lowered his voice and said softly: "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

After a while, Zhou Shangan replied in a low voice: "No...no..."

He Xiancheng let out an "um" and sat back down again.

The faint light on the phone screen didn't turn on again, Zhou Shang'an turned his back to He Xiancheng, and didn't know what He Xiancheng was doing for a while.After a long while, Zhou Shangan finally couldn't bear the discomfort in his body, and groped to get up.

He sat on the edge of the bed, shaking his toes on the ground, looking for slippers, and was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Just as Zhou Shangan took two steps forward, there was a sound of stool legs rubbing against the ground behind him.

Then, there was a burst of light footsteps.

Zhou Shangan froze for a moment, then turned around and looked at He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng stopped beside Zhou Shang'an, and said softly, "Shang'an, where are you going?"

Zhou Shangan looked at He Xiantu.

The contours of He Xiancheng's face were blurred in the darkness, only a pair of eyes seemed to be shining with a faint light.

Zhou Shangan didn't speak.

He Xiancheng asked again: "Going to the bathroom? I'll accompany you."

Zhou Shang'an just wanted to evade He Xiancheng.

As if He Xiancheng expected Zhou Shangan's answer, before Zhou Shangan refused, he stepped forward and walked out of the ward.

Zhou Shang'an glanced at He Xiancheng's back, lowered his head, licked his lower lip angrily, and had no choice but to follow impatiently.

He Xiancheng stopped by the toilet.

The toilet is divided into two parts, the toilet is on the right and the bathroom is on the left.

Zhou Shangan glanced at He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng looked at him firmly, and said, "Go in, I'll wait for you here."

Zhou Shang'an hesitated for a while and walked inside without saying anything.

It wasn't until he entered a compartment that Zhou Shangan realized that he hadn't taken anything.

Zhou Shang'an looked at the corner of the cubicle, some dirt that seemed to have accumulated over the years, he felt uncomfortable for a while, and he was shocked.

Inexplicably, Zhou Shang'an became even more irritable.

The night in the hospital is always quieter, only the occasional tinkle of instruments coming from unknown sources.

In the bathroom compartment, you can still hear the sound of water dripping regularly.

The sound of ticking rhythmically echoed in Zhou Shang'an's ears.

Zhou Shang Anfei was not peaceful, but became more and more bored.

—In an instant, he even wanted to rush out the door, pointing at He Xiancheng at the door, and questioning him.

Why do you want to find yourself again?

People who promised to break up at the beginning, why should we meet again?

What would Gao Jing think when He Xiancheng came to see him?

He Xiansheng and Gao Jing, where are they?What's going on now?

The night was a bit cold, and Zhou Shang'an had been out for a long time, and his body began to feel slightly cold.

He raised his hands and rubbed his arms, and gathered the thin hospital gown on his body.

Zhou Shang'an wrapped his arms around him, stood on the spot, and rubbed his arms.

He lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and gently flapped them.

An Xin's mouth suddenly became astringent on Zhou Shang.

He was afraid of seeing He Xiancheng.

This kind of fear spread from the depths of his heart, it was uncontrollable, and he instinctively avoided He Xiancheng.

And the source of the fear seems to be not because He Xiancheng rejected him and agreed to break up with him at the beginning, nor was it that He Xiancheng left him when he saw Gao Jing and ran towards Gao Jing without hesitation...

He Xiancheng once asked himself, "Do you hate him?"

Zhou Shangan seemed to have hated He Xiancheng for a while, maybe a day, or a few hours, a minute, a second...

He thought he probably hated it.

But now, when I saw He Xiancheng again, when I was with He Xiancheng again, those feelings faded inexplicably in just a few hours.

He would be in a daze in He Xiancheng's gentle actions.

The moment he saw He Xiancheng, he would be lost in thought, and would become restless and cramped.

This is what Zhou Shang'an is worried about.

He would rather hate He Xiancheng than He Xiancheng let him go, go with Gao Jing, and never come back.

He also didn't want to see He Xiancheng again.

After those struggles and choices, after experiencing expectations and disappointments again and again, he was afraid.

But even so, Zhou Shang'an still clearly knew that as long as He Xiancheng approached him again, he would still be moved.

He is like a person drowning in a swamp, hanging beside a cliff, only He Xiancheng can rescue him.

But he was also afraid that when He Xiancheng pulled him up, he would push him down again with his backhand.

But despite this, he still looks forward to someone who can come to save him.

Zhou Shang'an knew and decided that when he saw He Xiancheng again, he would still be tempted.

During this time, he would involuntarily think of He Xiancheng.

On the night of Zhou Chuxiong's death, when he heard the news of Zhou Chuxiong's death, Zhou Shang'an thought of He Xiancheng.

Whether it is a happy day or a sad moment, the three words "He Xiancheng" seem to have been engraved in his heart, and he will think of them in countless moments.

Zhou Shang stayed where he was, neither bathing in water nor going out to get clothes.

Just stood there for a while.

Until he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

He Xiancheng's deep voice came from outside, "Shang'an?"

The people in the cubicle did not speak.

He Xiansheng paused, then continued to ask: "Are you taking a bath?"

After a while, there was a muffled voice coming from the cubicle, and Zhou Shangan replied angrily, "Yes!"

He Xiancheng didn't speak.

For a while, Zhou Shang'an didn't know if He Xiancheng had left or not, and what he was doing if he didn't.

He didn't take his clothes, and he didn't want to go out and run into He Xiancheng right now.

The atmosphere was awkward.

He Xiancheng's hesitant voice came, "...Then, did you take your clothes?"

Zhou Shangan was dumb, he opened his mouth, finally unlocked the compartment, pushed open the door, and saw He Xiancheng standing outside the door, He Xiancheng looked at him blankly.

Zhou Shangan glanced away, brushed the hair on his forehead irritably, turned around and walked out the door, "No, I'll get it now."

He Xiancheng suddenly said: "I brought it here."

Zhou Shang'an paused for a moment, then looked back at He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng still had no expression on his face, but his eyes were soft.

Zhou An Xin paused for a while inexplicably, he immediately lowered his gaze, and saw He Xiancheng was holding a bag in his hand, which contained towels and a change of clothes.

Zhou Shang'an looked at the bag and was slightly startled. After a while, he raised his head to look at He Xiancheng, his eyes widened slightly, "You...why..."

He Xiancheng frowned slightly, without further explanation, he just said: "Hurry up and take a bath, it's getting late."

Ann took the bag last week.

He Xiancheng pointed to the inner room again, and said, "Go to that room, it's cleaner."

Zhou Shang'an was startled again, he looked at He Xiancheng, puzzled flashed in his eyes.

He Xiancheng smiled.

Zhou Shangan held the bag, lowered his head, and stood where he was, without moving.

He Xiancheng looked at him and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Don't wash again..."

Before He Xiancheng finished speaking, Zhou Shangan suddenly raised his head and looked at He Xiancheng.

Zhou Shang'an pursed his lower lip and looked into He Xiancheng's eyes with burning eyes.

He Xiancheng seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then he smiled again, like coaxing a child, using the tone he used to say to Zhou Shang'an before, pampering and saying, "Go away." "

Zhou An's heart trembled.

He will drown in the warm water that He Xiancheng created for him.

Zhou Shangan opened his mouth, but he never asked those words.

He Xiancheng looked softly.

Zhou Shangan lowered his head again, clenched the bag tightly in his hand, bypassed He Xiancheng, and walked to the inner compartment.

After finishing the bath carelessly, when Zhou Shang'an pushed the door and came out, He Xiancheng was still standing beside him.

Zhou Shangan wiped her wet hair with a towel, walked two steps forward, and when she passed by He Xiancheng, she looked up at He Xiancheng, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I..."

He Xiancheng looked at him calmly, waiting for Zhou Shangan to finish speaking.

After a while, Zhou Shang'an still didn't say anything, he shut up and walked out the door.

Back in the ward, it was already late.

When Zhou Shangan was going to sleep, He Xiancheng suddenly stopped him.

In the dark night, He Xiancheng's facial features were blurred, and he said in a low voice, "Blow dry your hair before going to sleep."

Zhou Shang'an hesitated for a moment, then got up, he wanted to take the hair dryer from He Xiancheng's hand.

But He Xiancheng suddenly said: "Let me come."

Zhou Shangan was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head and looked at He Xiancheng in surprise.

He Xiancheng narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Zhou Shang'an.

For a moment, Zhou Shangan's breathing was inexplicably short.

I don't know if it was too quiet around, Chen Mi's dark and oppressive person couldn't think, or He Xiancheng's eyes were too focused when looking at him, which caused Zhou Shang'an to have an illusion for a moment.

Zhou Shang'an agreed in a strange way.

He Xiancheng led Zhou Shangan to the private room next door.

In front of the two of them was a half-person-high mirror hanging on the wall, with scattered drops of water on it.

He Xiancheng pressed the switch, waited for a while, stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the wind, and then began to blow Zhou Shangan's hair.

There is the noisy booming sound of the fan when it is in operation, and I can feel the faint strength coming from the top of my head.

He Xiancheng was stroking his hair gently.

Zhou Shang An Xin trembled, and lightly closed her eyes.

He dared not look at the person in the mirror.

He Xiancheng stared at him intently with gentle eyes, and his fingertips moved gently.

Zhou Shangan regretted it.

He shouldn't have agreed to He Xiancheng.

There shouldn't be even a slight approach.