Unconsciously, in late autumn and winter, the doors and windows of the hospital were closed, the snow kept falling outside the window, the cold wind passed through the cloister, and there were few people in the aisle, but it seemed deserted.
It’s cold outside, but it’s warm and quiet inside.
A whole day has passed, from night to day. The people in bed lie quietly, and if it weren’t for the dripping sound of the machine next to them, it would be as if they were dead.
Fortunately, Su Cen was about to turn around and go out at this time. When she went to another room to get an extra quilt, she found that she was kneeling beside the hospital bed, already weak and weak, and almost stumbled to the ground.
Just frowning and trying to get up on the bed, there was a cold touch in my hand.
Su Cen suddenly a tingle, hurriedly turned, took the lead in his own hand, is a man’s jointed fingers slightly moved, and carefully touched her.
After sniffling, she raised her head and said, “You are finally awake.” Aaron Anderson was pale, but there was a smile in his eyes and a curvature in his mouth.
He woke up, clearly didn’t say anything, but somehow, Su Cen just wanted to cry in his heart, but fortunately, she was restrained enough, and abruptly didn’t let the crystal clear things in her eyes fall.
“Sorry…” Just after Allen Su came over, Aaron Anderson’s voice was obviously hoarse. He raised his hand hard and touched Su Cen’s face gently. He sighed lightly: “Let you worry, you must not have slept well during this time?”
He stared at her eyes with some distress.
“It’s nothing compared to you.”
Su Cen knocked off his hand gloomily, and when he heard the other party’s muffled laughter, he turned around, took a deep breath, and turned his head again to connect with the calm and indifference.
“Would you like some water?” She asked.
Aaron Anderson cocked his head for a moment, then licked his lips. “Well, if you can have some porridge, of course it would be better.”
“Why do you have so many things? You still want to drink porridge in the hospital. It is good to drink plain boiled water.” Su Cen hurt him with a smile.
However, when she came in again, she was not holding plain boiled water in her hand, but carrying a bowl of carefully cooked porridge and adding a dish of small dishes, which was particularly light, but fortunately tasted good.
‘make do with it.” Su Cen put his things on the table, and then changed the intravenous drip by Aaron Anderson’s bed to a proper state. Only then did he step aside and pick up a round red apple and cut it with a fruit knife in his hand.
Aaron Anderson ate porridge spoonfuls by spoonfuls, and the relationship between them was dull and warm.
But when he woke up, Su Cen didn’t ask, as if she didn’t care about anything, even now. Except when she just woke up, the corners of her eyes were slightly wet and the ends of her eyes were a little red. Now it’s like a different person, calm and self-sustaining.
The ward was very quiet, and there was a slight sound of spoons bumping into bowls. Su Cen always focused on the apples in his hands, so he didn’t notice that Aaron Anderson was in no mood to eat any more after eating two small mouthfuls of porridge.
Instead, put it aside, hold your hands, and stare at Su Cen without blinking. Eyes are gentle, as if to drown people in it.
“Why, can you eat enough by looking at my face?”
“As the saying goes, it is delicious.”