Zhan Beicheng never understood that he was more pity than pity for Xingye, or more distress than liking. He was not a person who was very good at managing feelings. Many times, he looked at it deeply, until her hot body temperature was like a hot spark, burning his chest, he hurriedly got up and didn't even bother changing his clothes. He hurriedly hugged her out of the door in his nightgown, and a hurriedly hugged her out. In his deep eyes, there was already a hint of panic of tolerance.

The rich disinfectant water filled the entire air. Midnight had already passed and the entire hospital fell into a quiet tranquility.

‘Cough cough, cough cough…’, the cough kept coming.

"How is she?" The deep voice was filled with an undetectable tension, and the deep eyes were locked tightly on the hospital bed, which was burned with redness.

"Chief, my sister-in-law is probably getting wet. She is prone to colds and fevers this day. Moreover, my sister-in-law is a little thin. If you are not careful, you will inevitably fall down like this." The doctor in a white coat raised his head slightly and held the mirror frame, and spoke very competently.

‘Cough cough, cough!’ A hoarse cough came, Xingye moved his body uncomfortable, his starry eyes closed, and his beautiful eyebrows were already frowning deeply.

"Xing'er?" Zhan Beicheng quickly raised his pillow slightly, and his big hand leaned on her forehead from time to time. The scorching temperature burned in his palm, and there was no pain in his heart.

"What are you doing while standing? Why don't you come here and give her an injection?"

"Yes, Chief!" the doctor said, and waved his hand, and the nurse behind him followed, while Zhan Beicheng took a step back so that the nurse could get an acupuncture.

‘Boom!’ It was the tray that fell to the ground, and the sound of a series of glass shattering scared the nurse and looked at the broken glass covered with surprise.

"Don't leave, please..." A low voice came, because he had no strength, but a small hand beside him had already clenched into a fist, while the plain hand that was crossed in front of his chest subconsciously grabbed the side. The closed star eyes suddenly opened, and only in this way would a trace of fragility flow out in his faint eyes.

The soft touch brushed over the palm of his palm. Zhan Beicheng was stunned. A trace of pity was condensed in his deep pupils, and his eyes were very soft, so he had to sit slowly to the edge of the bed.

"You are having a fever, and you will not feel so uncomfortable if you ask the doctor to give you an injection." While speaking slowly, the voice was a little soft, with ten fingers tightly raised, and slowly grabbed her tightly held plain hand, "Relax, don't be afraid, I won't go anywhere, I'll be here to accompany you."

The blurred eyes were stained with a faint haze. Through the hazy light, Xingye vaguely saw a handsome face full of worry and pity. A faint feeling of heartache was hidden in his black pupils. The cool temperature came from his palms, and the tense body slowly relaxed...

After a while, the ward finally recovered from tranquility. The doctor quietly gave a message and quickly retreated with the nurse.

He gently pulled the corner of the quilt for her, raised his hand to turn off the lights in the room, leaving only the small desk lamp beside the bed. The night wind kept on, and the window was not completely closed. The thin raindrops snorted in with the wind, making the small piece of ground under the window wet.

Under the hazy light, a pair of black eyes seemed to be the brightest stars in the night, flashing with a little bit of thin color, quietly staring at the face that was already so familiar that it could not be more familiar. A bitter smile suddenly appeared on his handsome face, and his big hand gently held the plain hands, a hoarse voice accompanied by a hint of bitter pain, " Should I be happy or sad?"

However, the only answered him was the cool night wind. Under the faint light, deep eyes staring at the clear face for a long time, and the low voice sounded again, "Sleep well and wake up tomorrow."

As he said that, a big hand leaned on her forehead again...

The next morning, when Xingye woke up from a soft warmth, the sky was still gray. She looked at the ceiling with a misty look, and then she realized that she was not at home. She quickly supported herself and looked around in surprise. (No pop-up ads)

"Awaken?" A little warmth was felt in his hoarse voice.

Xingye suddenly raised his head and looked at the sound source, and soon found Zhan Beicheng beside the bed. The tough handsome face was a hint of fatigue, and the black eyes were stained with a hint of comfort.

"I, why am I here? Cough cough!" Xingye looked at Zhanbeicheng in surprise and asked softly, his voice a little hoarse.

"How long did you stand in the rain last night?" Zhan Beicheng did not answer Xingye's question, but asked her another question. A subtle slight softness blended into her deep silent eyes.

Hearing this, Xingye was stunned, slowly lowered his head, and was silent for a moment, then quickly pulled the quilt open and wanted to get out of bed, but the infusion bottle on his hand shook lightly.

An iron arm quickly stretched over to stop Xingye's movements, "I'm sick, where do you want to run? Are you a fool? It's raining and doesn't even hit an umbrella?"

A low voice came, but the deep eyes were filled with care at the same time.

Xingye's eyes darkened, he lowered his head, and quietly slowly retracted his feet.

Zhan Beicheng took a deep breath and tried his best to calm his heart, and if he had anything to do, he would not be able to calm himself down.

"Have you guarded me all night?" A light tone floated over, a little misty.

"Well, are you hungry? I have asked Xiao Meng to deliver breakfast, and it will probably arrive soon."

Xingye shook his head and said calmly, "I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat, I want to be discharged from the hospital, I'm not used to the taste here. I want to go back, okay?"

His clear eyes looked at Zhanbeicheng with a hint of determination, "I hate the hospital, cough cough! cough cough!"

The hoarse cough kept crying, and her eyebrows were frowning deeply. Before Zhan Beicheng could answer, Xingye had already pulled out the needle with one hand and slid off the bed with some difficulty...

A fresh and pleasant breath came, and my waist tightened, and my slender body was picked up by a pair of big hands.

"Don't be so stupid in the future. Do you really think you are a bucket? Don't wait if you can't wait. Are you punishing me or punishing yourself?" A low and hoarse voice mixed with a feeling of endurance. A scar suddenly passed through Zhan Beicheng's heart. Although it was small, it was enough to make him feel very painful.

Xingye gently wrapped his hands around Zhan Beicheng's neck, slowly leaning his head closer to his arms, and a clear voice came, "Because, I always feel that standing outside and waiting is not that long than sitting at home. I don't want to let myself prepare all night in vain. I used to ask you to cook for me, but my grandmother said, in fact, you don't like cooking, you don't need to accommodate me so much. The canteen in the military region is good, just go to the canteen to eat."

Zhan Beicheng's heart softened, his tall body trembled slightly, and his footsteps quietly stopped. A black vortex was deposited in deep eyes. He looked at Xingye in his arms in a mysterious way. A low voice gently brushed through Xingye's ears, "For the situation last night, I promise that there will be no next time in this situation. There is nothing wrong with cooking by myself."

"But, Sister Hui said, ahem, if a woman doesn't even know the most basic cooking and can't even take good care of herself, she is not qualified to be a military wife. Ahem!" There was a hint of grievance in Xingye's cool and hoarse voice.

"That's the idea that He Ming instilled in her. Don't be brainwashed by him. My woman doesn't need to do these things. You can do whatever you like. You can ignore what you don't want to do." He walked forward with steady steps.

An inexplicable warm light flowed in the starry night's eyes. I don't know if it was because of illness, people became abnormal. I just wanted him to hold her so that she could rest with him. My heart was soft and it was like that. Listening to a certain comrade's words, I suddenly felt that all the grievances I had before were gone, and it didn't matter if I had a minor illness.

In fact, Xingye is still a person who is easy to coax. Perhaps because of the simple expectation, the occasional care of Zhan Beicheng also made her heart warm like a warm ocean, filled with soft waves. When the wind blows, it spreads to the distance, looking forward to a new warmth.

"Okay." She pursed her lips and smiled faintly, and her elegant little face pressed her to his chest. "Ahem, I want you to go with me, ahem, watch a movie. I haven't watched a movie for a long time. After graduating from high school, I haven't stepped into the cinema. I've almost forgotten that feeling."

"What's so good about this movie? Why not watch it at home? It's not noisy or crowded, and watch it whatever you want. It's very comfortable." Zhan Beicheng didn't understand the thoughts of these little girls. Wouldn't you just watch a movie? Why do you have to travel thousands of miles to the cinema?

Starry night's red lips were pursed, starry eyes were shining, and their tone floated over in a distant tone, "The atmosphere was different, just like the sunset by the sea and the sunset in the city. Many people would feel that the sunset by the sea is often more attractive."

"False truth." Zhan Beicheng laughed softly, "You are not well yet, I will accompany you another day."

"But, I just want to go today." Xingye insisted, "no need to drive."

Hearing this, Zhan Beicheng glanced at Xingye in surprise, and his steps did not slow down at all. Even though he had many questions in his heart to ask, he still chose not to ask. It would be fine, as long as she was happy, the rest were very secondary.

"Feel your request, but you must give me a good morning rest and we will set out after lunch."

Xingye immediately nodded obediently, and a thin trace of her simple face pulled through, and a crescent-like smile quietly bloomed...
Chapter completed!