To The Lovely You

   The takeaway was delivered quickly, it was a steaming bowl of preserved egg lean meat porridge, topped with green green onion.

  He Chaoran dragged a chair and sat down beside the bed, while holding the bowl of preserved egg lean meat porridge, he gently stirred it twice with a spoon.

   After testing the temperature with his mouth, he handed the spoon to Lan Feifei's lips and whispered, "Come on, take a bite."

  Hot water vapor kept coming out of the bowl, which made Lan Feifei's eyes warm, and her heart also became warm. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth to take a sip with the tempting aroma.

   It feels so good to be taken care of by a boyfriend.

   During the whole process, He Chaoran looked at her for a moment, his gentle eyes seemed to drip water. At this moment, he finally truly realized how irresponsible he was in the past.

   He thought he had done his best to make time for her, but because he was usually too busy, he didn't take care of her in many small details of life.

   "Is it delicious?" His voice was low and hoarse, accompanied by a trace of guilt.

   "Yeah." Lan Feifei replied vaguely while eating. In fact, she is very easy to handle, as long as a bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, she was moved to a mess.

   Many times, when a girl is with a boy, it is not necessarily because he has much money that he can buy her many luxury goods. As long as an occasional little thoughtful act can make her bear all other grievances without hesitation.

   "Then you eat more." He Chaoran looked at her happy look, but somehow felt sad for some reason. She really doesn't have high expectations for herself... Is it because of her performance that she doesn't dare to have too many expectations?

   Outside the door of the ward, Lan Xi'er stood in the corridor and looked at the two young lovers who were you and me, but did not open the door for a long time.

   "Wife wife, why don't you go in?" Alex stood behind her and looked inside curiously with her eyes.

   Seeing that scene, he immediately understood, and he put his arms around Lan Xi'er's shoulder and said, "Let's go! I think he will be able to take care of Feifei, so let's not bother."

   Lan Xi'er was held in his arms by him, and followed his footsteps to the other end of the corridor, but in front of him was still the scene he just saw.

   She suddenly became a little dazed, and the picture in front of her turned into a picture of her taking care of Li Tianwei in his ward many, many years ago; and a picture of Tang Yu staying by her side day and night when she was sick.

   Unconsciously, the eye sockets were a little wet. At that time, just like Feifei now, she was like soaking in a honey pot every day.

   She almost forgot that she is also a woman who is immersed in love, and she believes in love so much. For love, she can do anything.

   But...she doesn't need love anymore. She thought that she could arm herself in this way, so that she would no longer be hurt any more. For the past ten years, she kept disguising herself, kept hypnotizing herself, and told herself that she could live well even then.

   But she didn't want to admit that at a certain moment, she also yearned for love. She even started to miss the old self.

   "Xi'er, what's wrong with you? You seem to be very uncomfortable?" Alex touched her forehead with concern, and tried his own temperature again.