You’re My Belated Happiness

As soon as he approached the door of the ward, Liu Mao's voice came out: "How do I know you haven't eaten lunch yet? You didn't say a word."

"That's it, WeChat." Xu Huaisong definitely answered.

Ruan Yu paused about a meter away from the door, looked down at the thermal box in his hand, and choked silently.

Xu Huaisong was confused. He said it on WeChat, but he said it to her.

She just said, why after she hung up the voice, she received a message that looked very familiar and very righteous: [Bring me a bowl of porridge at noon. 】

The location and ward number are also attached to the back.

Dare to send the news intended for Liu Mao to her by mistake?

But in the face of such a command sentence, and then think of Xu Huaisong's case in the ward last night with fluid infusion, even if it is humanitarian, she can't refuse it.

Now what? Go in or not?

Ruan Yuchu hesitated in the corridor, and suddenly heard Liu Mao's low voice resounding again: "Okay, I'll buy it for you." After speaking, the meteor came towards the door with strides.

She didn't have time to dodge, and was hit by him, so she had to smile: "Lawyer Liu," she said and lifted the insulated box in her hand, "Buy porridge?"

Ruan Yu was led in by Liu Mao.

Xu Huaisong was leaning back on a soft pillow, typing on the computer keyboard, looking like he was busy at work. Seeing her coming in, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Ruan Yu said "Uh", "Well, the door is open, I heard you talking..." He shook his phone, "Lawyer Xu, your porridge."

Xu Huaisong seemed to be stunned, and then understood what was coming, lowered his head and slid his phone and glanced: "Oh." After a pause, he added, "Trouble."

Ruan Yu put aside the heat preservation box and the documents in his arms, and said, "Then I will go first. This document is the final version of the anti-color palette. I brought it here by the way. You can read it when you feel better."

Liu Mao stopped her with a "hey": "It's a hot day, this trip is the wrong way for you to run for me, I'll ask you to have some ice."

Ruan Yu waved his hand and said "No", so when he stepped back and proposed "Sit down and eat some fruit before leaving", he didn't have the opportunity to refuse again.

Liu Mao beckoned her to sit down in a lounge chair, put the insulated box on the table in front of Xu Huaisong, and unscrewed the lid for him.

A fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus scent came to the nose. The double-layered box contained white porridge and red bean paste on the other.

What is this strange way of eating?

Xu Huaisong seemed to be very familiar, wiped his hands with a wet tissue, and slowly poured the red bean paste on the porridge.

A sense of "superfluous" loneliness filled Liu Mao's heart. He curiously asked: "Is this your specialty?"

His wording was "you", but Xu Huaisong gave a natural "um".

Ruan Yu was frightened: "How did Lawyer Xu know that I am also from the city of Suzhou?"

"Understood." He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and replied with her original words. When she looked up, her face was almost pale, and he pressed his lower lip to add, "Your WeChat information."

Oh, yes, in her profile, the column of region says "Suzhou".

Okay. It doesn't matter if you recognize the fellow, you don't know if you are an alumnus.

Ruan Yu heaved a sigh of relief, smiled "hehe", and dismissed the topic as if it were: "glutinous rice is not easy to digest. I'm useless. The taste may be almost too good. You can just eat it."

"Ok."

Liu Mao felt that he was more than enough and was about to escape. He looked up but saw that Chen Hui, who had been diverted just now, was back. When he saw Ruan Yu, he was pleasantly surprised: "Miss Ruan, are you coming to see Brother Song too?"

Ruan Yuxin said that this was purely an oolong, but he couldn't really say that he didn't come to see Xu Huaisong, so he nodded and said "right".

Chen Hui smiled at her, turned his head to find that Xu Huaisong had changed the porridge in front of her, and gave a strange "Huh".

"Help me get the tissues." Xu Huaisong promptly interrupted the question he was about to export.

Liu Mao was close to the bedside table, handed him the whole twitch, and then patted Chen Hui on the shoulder: "Go, there is still something to do with the law firm."

Chen Hui said "Oh", but suddenly turned around when he came to the door: "Oh yes Brother Song, I read your email at 4 o'clock this morning, and I will give you the information later."

Ruan Yu was taken aback.

She must be "unconscious" at three o'clock in the morning. Didn't Xu Huaisong say that he was also asleep, so he didn't hang up the voice?

She stared, and then heard his questioning: "Three o'clock in the morning? Are you sleepwalking?"

Liu Mao's reaction was almost derailed: "Xiao Chen remembered it wrong, that was the email I sent."

Ruan Yu: "..."

This group of lawyers, one by one, can't even figure out the target of the news, why is she so anxious for their clients?

"Really?" Chen Hui touched the back of his head, took the letter out of the door, went to the parking lot and patted his thigh, "No, Brother Mao, it's Brother Song's email!"

Liu Maola opened the door: "Somewhat foresight, don't you want to work in the law firm?"

Chen Hui came to understand in a daze. After getting in the car, he fastened his seat belt and said, "So, when Brother Song met Miss Ruan, it was very strange. He said that on the day he first came, I had to act in a play, saying that Jie Zhang touched me. I was in trouble. Then I dialed his voice and asked when to pick him up, but he answered inexplicably "no food"..."

Liu Mao didn't know there was such an inside story. After thinking about it, he sent a message to Xu Huaisong: [You have a sense of mind, and the trivial matters are counted, so don't drag the anti-color palette. Everyone has taken the final draft, and it can't be justified if you don't finalize it. 】

In the ward, Xu Huaisong, who had just finished drinking the porridge, picked up his phone, read the message in silence, and typed: [Do you think I want to delay? 】

He and her were like a lotus chopped in half, apart from the case, there was no other involvement.

But Liu Mao was right. This matter should come to an end.

Seeing that he had finished eating, Ruan Yu took the initiative to pack up the tableware, and said again: "Lawyer Xu, you have a good rest, I will go now."

Xu Huaisong nodded and opened the document, and when she walked to the door carrying the insulation box, she said, "Wait."

Ruan Yu turned his head, his eyes questioned.

He said: "Your manuscript has always been missing a chapter."

One chapter is missing. The chapter where the heroine has a spring dream.

Ruan Yu's heart jumped three feet.

She tried her best to calm down: "No?"

Xu Huaisong didn't give her a chance to pass the blunder: "Check Chapter 23."

"now?"

Xu Huaisong nodded a fatal head.

She bit her head and walked back: "But I don't have a manuscript on hand."

"There is no backend on the website?"

He is a lawyer, why does he even know the background of the Women's Literature Network?

Ruan Yu slowly opened the phone background.

Can't escape, but at least you can find a fig leaf. So she said: "The internet is stuck, I will send it to you on the way back later."

"There is wireless here, the password is four, six, four, eight."

Ruan Yu secretly took a breath and gritted his teeth. Three minutes later, he copied and pasted the chapter content, copied it to the document and sent him, and then said: "Here you are, then I will go first."

Xu Huaisong frowned at the computer.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"It's too long, my eyes hurt."

It seems that he came in because of his stomach?

"Then you can watch after you rest."

"You read it."

"?"

Ruan Yu rubbed his ears: "What did you say?"

Xu Huaisong closed his eyes, lifted the quilt, and lay down half of his body: "I roughly remember the original work. You read it again. I confirm that there is no problem, and you can end the work."

"..."

He is okay, she will have problems.

Ruan Yu couldn't even hold back a fake smile: "I have confirmed that there is no problem in this chapter."

"During World War II, the British and American military investigated the distribution of bullet marks on surviving aircraft after the war and decided to strengthen the areas with many bullet marks. However, statisticians pointed out that attention should be paid to parts with fewer bullet marks, because when they are severely damaged It will be difficult for the fighter to have a chance to return. But this part of the data is often overlooked." Xu Huaisong closed his eyes and told the story.

"..."

An anti-color palette was stunned by World War II, and none of her writers had such imagination.

Ruan Yu couldn't say a word to refute, and took out his cell phone convincingly.

OK, give him a fighter jet.

Isn't it just a little yellow essay, who is not an adult anymore?

She closed the door, put down the thermal insulation box, picked up the phone, pressed her left hand on her right wrist, trying to stabilize herself, then cleared her throat, and said in a mechanical female voice: "Chapter Twenty-Three..."

The word "chapter" fell, and the door was knocked.

She paused, Xu Huaisong also opened his eyes.

The female nurse standing outside said through the door: "Mr. Xu, a lady surnamed Tao who claims to be your mother is asking the information desk for your ward number."

A minute later, Ruan Yu, who was too late to escape, met the mother and sister of the protagonist Xiao Huangwen head-on.

As soon as the door opened, the three women looked at each other for a moment. Tao Rong and Ruan Yu nodded to each other at the same time.

Xu Huaishi was stunned and looked at Ruan Yu from head to toe, and seemed to recognize her: "Ahhh..."

"Xu Huaishi." Xu Huaisong straightened up and glanced at her with a calm face, "Today Friday, did you skip class?"

Her attention was drawn back, and Tao Rong was held back, "How can it? Mom approved! You see you will not return to Suzhou after returning to China, we have to come here specially."

Tao Rong patted her hand gently: "Your brother is busy." He glanced at Ruan Yu who was stuck in place, "This is?"

Only then did Ruan Yu realize that he was still holding his hand in a speech posture and greeted him actively: "Hello, I am Lawyer Xu's client. Come here to talk to him about work."

Xu Huaisong acquiesced to this identity, and called Tao Rong and Xu Huaishi to sit, and said: "I said nothing major, just because I didn't accept it."

"It's all hospitalized..." Tao Rong's eyes flushed, but she paused when she said that, probably after all he was worried about the presence of outsiders, so she didn't go on.

Ruan Yu immediately realized that his presence had hindered the family, and was about to leave, only to see Xu Huaisong's gaze swept over: "Wash some fruit for my mother."

With a cry of "Oh", she turned to lift the fruit basket on his bedside table, and felt something was wrong when she walked outside the door.

Tell her to wash the fruit for his mother? Why does this seem weird?

She was stunned, and suddenly heard a crisp voice behind her: "Sister, I'll help you wash it together!"