Li Chengyan soon learned from the bodyguard that Su ruoxian wanted to go in. Although he was a little surprised by Su ruoxian's action, he didn't think much about it. He came to the hospital as soon as he got off work as usual. Standing in front of the door of the ward and looking through the window on the door, Mu Yan is seriously drawing something on the drawing board on the table. The sunlight directly splashes on her side face, which adds a bit of hazy beauty to her.
Looking at such a quiet and elegant Mu Yan, Li Chengyan's heart is soft. Only at this time, he will feel that the former Mu Yan has come back. He gently presses the doorknob and walks in slowly.
Hearing the footsteps coming from the door, Muyan naturally knew who was coming, but she didn't look up, let alone speak, still immersed in the world of her own painting.
Li Chengyan is used to Muyan's indifference to himself. Every time he comes here these days, Muyan looks like this. It seems that he doesn't see him at all. He just paints there with ease.
Li Chengyan, who has always been valued by Mu Yan, naturally has some maladjustment. He coughs a few times to attract Mu Yan's attention, but mu Yan still has no expression.
Finally, Li Chengyan first broke the silence, "how do you feel today, OK?"
Mu Yan holds the hand of paintbrush Leng a second, drew again very quickly, "you rest assured, temporarily still can't die!"
"Mu Yan, can't you talk well? How long are you going to make trouble? Every time I come to see you these days, you look like this. What's the matter with you? " Listening to her cold words, Li Chengyan's face sank.
But mu Yan sneered, "I think you forgot what I said that day? I said I don't want to see you. Since you can't stand my present attitude, you can leave or never come back. Anyway, I didn't ask you to come to see me! "
A huge anger soon shrouded in Li Chengyan's heart. He clenched his hands and wanted to leave. At last, he was worried about Mu Yan's body and slowly released his hand.
Will the side of the porridge Sheng out, Li Chengyan light said, "hurry to porridge while hot drink it!"
"Just put it there. I can do it myself. Please do it yourself." Mu Yan Leng Bu Ding came another sentence, directly let originally prepared to carry the bowl Li Chengyan action stopped there.
He Leng for a while, Mu Yan is still drawing on the paper, finally Li Chengyan compromise, he put the bowl on one side of the table, so quietly looking at Mu Yan.
Then there was a long silence, and time went by little by little until Li Chengyan finally couldn't stand it. He sighed, "since you don't want to see me, I'll leave first. If you have anything to do, just call me directly!" Finish saying this words, he looked at Mu Yan one eye again, see she has no intention of detaining, turn round to walk to leave directly.
Until the sound of Li Chengyan's footsteps disappeared at the end of the corridor, Mu Yan put down his brush.
She glanced at the porridge on the table, slowly pushed it over and drank it one by one, but her tears flowed out again. She mixed it with porridge and entered the mouth. It was salty, inexplicable and bitter, and more tears poured out directly.
Maybe I'm tired of Mu Yan's attitude, so the frequency of Li Chengyan's coming is much less.