Lu Ziheng turned around and looked at the little girl. Her eyes were as red as a rabbit. She bent down and kept the same height as Shen Qinghuan.

His tone is much softer than that of Shen Qinghuan.

Lu Ziheng thought that maybe all the tenderness of his life had been given to the little girl in front of him.

If a little girl occasionally acts coquettishly to herself, his life can really be given to her.

"It's all over." He gently stroked Shen Qinghuan's thin back, even to coax her, he specially said some relaxed topics: "a few minutes ago, I didn't know who it was. If she didn't dress well, she would catch a cold. I suspect that she deliberately wanted to see me sick, so she didn't give me good clothes. What do you think?"

Shen Qinghuan secretly reddened his ears.

Lu Ziheng's clothes are only one last step away from wearing good clothes. He just needs to cover up the crisscross scars on his back.

However, some traces are in the heart, even if time goes by, they can not be completely eliminated.

After wearing clothes, Shen Qinghuan's mood is not very high.

If it wasn't for Shen Haotian who called to say that Yan Ruyu would come to the hospital later, Shen Qinghuan didn't know how to face Lu Ziheng.

"Well. If you don't go back again, your mother will misunderstand that we are here. "

"Misunderstanding is misunderstanding." Shen Qinghuan would like to be misunderstood by her parents about her affair with Lu Ziheng, so that she can ask her whether she likes herself as she did before her rebirth, and if she does, she will get along with someone else; If you don't like it, she will make him like himself slowly.

Lu Ziheng sent another message on his mobile phone, but he didn't notice what Shen Qinghuan had just said.

When he sent the little girl out of the ward again, Lu Ziheng didn't expect Shen Qinghuan to turn around and bump into his arms.

Although her arms were thin, she hugged him as if to enhance the ritual of the embrace.

"Brother Ziheng."

This damned nickname made Lu Ziheng a little at a loss for a moment. The little girl was lying in her arms, soft, like the pink dolphin doll she bought in the aquarium.

"You'll have me later." Shen Qinghuan's nose is sour. She says: "I'll protect you from being bullied and hurt again."

The rain outside the window wants to solidify in a moment.

Lu Ziheng used to do everything by himself and was used to such a life. Even if he wanted to be with Shen Qinghuan, he never said that all his ugly things were brought into her world.

What happened last night was an accident. He didn't even know why she appeared at that time.

Maybe that's fate.

The previous life cuts unceasingly, can renew in this life.

Lu Ziheng put one hand around Shen Qinghuan's waist. It was very thin, but his hand felt better than those accidents he had deliberately made.

Impression, as if only this time, Shen Qinghuan took the initiative to embrace himself.

Lu Ziheng felt that my whole blood was coagulated, and he even felt vaguely whether he was still in the world.

The girl he loved was in her arms, and he was so aware of his strong feelings for her.

What should I do?

Shen Qinghuan.

I want to lose control of myself again.

If it wasn't for Yan Ruyu's phone call, maybe Lu Ziheng would have told Yu shenqinghuan all he wanted to say.

Yan Ruyu doesn't know which floor of the hospital Shen Qinghuan is on. Her voice in the receiver is so urgent that Shen Qinghuan feels like she's back in the middle of the vortex of public opinion.