C74 Chapter 74
C74 Chapter 74
However, his left hand held the back of her head, preventing her from moving it any further.
He continued to carefully lick her cheek, as if he was licking some treasure. "Lick and lick. The pain will be lighter."
Xia Huanhuan suddenly remembered that when she was young, she used to play with him, often taking him to climb walls, climb trees, dig mud, pile up sand, or play with other children. She was a naughty child when she was young, but Jun Ziyan was different. When he was young, his family would always protect him from falling down.
However, ever since he was with her, he often bumped into her. And she was afraid he would cry, and every time he touched her, she would lick him and tell him that licking would stop.
And he always believed her, even when the tears were rolling in his eyes from the pain, but once she licked him, his quick wishes were so quick that later, almost without her saying it, he would ask her to "lick" him whenever he felt any pain, so that for a while she had no other children to laugh at.
And now, Jun Ziyan was licking her because he believed in her? Even if it was the childish words she spoke when she was young?!
Xia Huanhuan was lost in thought until Jun Ziyan's voice sounded in her ears, "Does it still hurt?"
Xia Huanhuan's face was flushed as she shook her head. Even the pain she had felt earlier had turned into a scorching heat now.
Only then did Jun Ziyan start the car, "Back to the hospital?"
"Yeah, I want to go to the hospital and see how Mom is doing." Xia Huanhuan said.
The car drove towards the hospital in the dark. Along the way, Xia Huanhuan watched the scenery outside the car window. Her mind was filled with scenes of Jun Ziyan growing up with her.
If it was said that normal people's interaction was a process that they were never familiar with, then what about her and Jun Ziyan? They had been together too long and too familiar.
Even though they were separated by ten years, they were still familiar with each other. It was as if just a simple movement would cause one to recall everything from their childhood.
Perhaps, she and he were branded in the deepest part of each other's memories. Even if she had tried so hard to forget it, it was still branded in the deepest part of her memory.
When the car arrived at the hospital, Xia Huanhuan got off first. Before getting off the car, she said, "I'll go see my mother first. You should go back to my house and sleep. It's pretty late right now."
It was already past 10pm. Xia Huanhuan knew that Jun Ziyan would drive here today and would probably drive back to City B. It was easy to imagine how much time Jun Ziyan would have to rest.
"You're staying at the hospital tonight?" Jun Ziyan asked.
"Yes." Xia Huanhuan nodded.
"Then I'll park the car and look for you in the ward." Jun Ziyan said.
"You're not going to my house to sleep?"
"I want to accompany you."
He would even prefer to drive back and forth for nearly 10 hours a day just because he wanted to see her a few more times a day. He had endured for more than ten years, but now, he wanted to see her more and more. As long as he didn't see her for a day, he would feel like he was suffocating.
Was it because he was in love with her? Because the deeper you love, the more you lose yourself, the more you can't do without her?
Seeing Jun Ziyan insist, Xia Huanhuan did not say anything more. After getting off the car, she watched Jun Ziyan drive the car to the underground parking garage of the hospital. Xia Huanhuan turned around and walked towards the inpatient department of the hospital.
The hospital at night was much quieter than it was during the day.
Except for the nurses' desk, the inpatient corridor was quiet. The white light was dim, but it was enough to see the corridor clearly.
Xia Huanhuan walked towards her mother's room, but stopped when she reached the door.
A familiar figure was quietly leaning on the door of the ward, half hanging his head, his black hair forming a shadow on his forehead and on his eyelids due to him lowering his head. The person held a book in his hands, and his eyes were focused on the contents of the book.
Ye Nanqing, why is he here?!
A flash of astonishment appeared in Xia Huanhuan's eyes. If she had only met him in the hospital, she might have regarded it as a coincidence. But now, he was standing in front of her mother's ward. It was as if he was … waiting for her!
As if he heard her footsteps, Ye Nanqing slightly raised his head and looked towards Xia Huanhuan. Their gazes met in midair.
Ye Nanqing suddenly smiled, "You're back?"
It was the same smile as before, but at this moment, Xia Huanhuan felt that Ye Nanqing's smile was a bit strange.
"Why are you here?" Xia Huanhuan asked.
"Because you suddenly left B City, I had to come here to find you." He straightened up.
Xia Huanhuan went blank for a moment, then said, "I've already taken leave from the company and said that after my mother is discharged, I will go back to work at the company. Xia Huanhuan went blank for a moment, then immediately said," I've already taken a leave at the company and said that after my mother is discharged, I will go back to the company to go back to work at the company.
"No, I didn't come to you for that." Ye Nanqing shook his head and walked towards Xia Huanhuan step by step. Finally, he stopped in front of her. I just want to ask you, did you draw the painting yourself? "
After saying that, he raised the sketchbook in his hand and flipped to a page. He placed it in front of her to protect the flower in the modern era.
Only then did Xia Huanhuan notice that the sketchbook in Ye Nanqing's hand was hers.
"Why are you here with my sketchbook?" She reached out to take her sketchbook back from him, but his hand caught nothing.
"I just want to ask you, did you draw this?" He repeated the question.
She was startled when she realized that the smile on the corner of his lips had suddenly disappeared. His pitch-black eyes were staring at her, and his tone was unexpectedly solemn.
"I painted it. Is there a problem?" she replied.
The next moment, he pulled her arm ferociously. "Why are you drawing this? Has anyone told you? Or have you heard anything? " he asked eagerly. It was very different from his previous calmness and calmness.
His arm was hurting from his tug, which showed how much force he was using to grab her. "Let go of me first!" Xia Huanhuan said.
"Tell me, why are you drawing this? "Why?!" He pressed her against the wall, his arms pressed against her sides, completely imprisoning her, making it impossible for her to dodge.
Xia Huanhuan only felt her arm being grabbed more and more painfully by Ye Nanqing, "It's nothing, why, no one told me, and I haven't heard anyone mention anything. Xia Huanhuan only felt her arm being grabbed more and more painfully by Ye Nanqing," It's nothing, it's nothing, no one told me, and I didn't hear anyone mention anything.
She spoke quickly, hoping he would let her go.
However, Ye Nanqing held her arm even tighter. The huge force was as if he wanted to break her arm.
"Why sunflowers?" His usually elegant voice trembled slightly as he asked this.
Something was not right. If it was a normal person, he definitely wouldn't do this! Xia Huanhuan endured the pain and looked at Ye Nanqing's ugly expression under the light.
The current him was like a person standing on the edge of a cliff, desperately trying to grab onto something, while she, could gently grab onto him or fiercely push him away!
She even had the illusion that just a single word from her could determine his fate!
Gritting her lips, Xia Huanhuan frowned from the pain and said, "Because I like …" Sunflowers, that's why we have to draw so many sunflowers. "
"And the bell? Why are there so many bells? "
"Because in that case... "If the wind blows, the bell will ring, and you won't feel lonely …" Before she knew Jun Ziyan, her mother was busy working and working overtime. If she was at home, she would often be alone. At that time, whenever she was alone at home, she liked to ring the bell, so that she wouldn't feel so scared and lonely.
Ye Nanqing's eyes suddenly widened and his face was full of shock, as if he was looking at something unbelievable. His right hand took hold of her arm, his fingers felt as if they were squeezing into her flesh, and his left hand lifted and trembled against her cheek, inch by inch, brushing her face, her nose, as if confirming something.
"Ye Nanqing, what happened to you?" Xia Huanhuan asked. After all, the current him was simply too abnormal. She had never seen him with such an ugly expression.
"You …" He had only murmured a single word when a voice rose from behind him.
"Ye Nanqing, let go of your hand."
The clear and cold voice was especially obvious in the silent corridor. Xia Huanhuan turned her head and saw Jun Ziyan standing at the other end of the corridor.
Under the light, his face was dark and his thin lips were almost straight.
Ye Nanqing lowered his eyes and held Xia Huanhuan's hand, gradually stopped shaking. Along with his expression, everything returned to normal, as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
"And if I don't?" Slowly raising his head, Ye Nanqing looked at Jun Ziyan, who had already walked up to him.
Jun Ziyan stretched out his right hand and grabbed the wrist of Ye Nanqing's right hand that was holding Xia Huanhuan's arm. Suddenly, the scene changed to Ye Nanqing grabbing onto Xia Huanhuan while Jun Ziyan grabbing onto Ye Nanqing.
The corridor was silent. The two men seemed to be fighting in silence. They looked at each other and stared at each other, as if they were equally high and unreachable.
However, the only difference was that Jun Ziyan's face was covered in haze, while the corner of Ye Nanqing's lips were slightly raised.
"Jun Ziyan, so your method is also only this much." Ye Nanqing looked at the man in front of him and said with a faint smile.
"Let go!" Jun Ziyan's voice became colder, his five fingers continuously exerting pressure.
A wave of pain came from his wrist, but he still didn't want to let go of the warmth in his palms. "I've already let it go once, I won't let it go again!"
This warmth, he had received before, but he had also personally released it. Just this once had caused him to regret for nothing.