"What's wrong with your hand, Ziheng?"
Lin Ya looks at ye Ziheng, who is sitting on the stone steps, and at the white plaster on ye Ziheng's arm. Her face is anxious.
But ye Ziheng smiled and waved.
"Don't worry. It's nothing serious. It's just a scratch."
Lin Ya listened to ye Ziheng's perfunctory words, but she was angry, pointing to ye Ziheng's hand and said angrily.
"What do you call little things? It's all plastered. You call it a little thing! You are Wu... "
In the middle of linya's speech, it suddenly stopped, but even if she didn't finish, ye Ziheng knew the meaning of her words.
You are a warrior. The arms of the warrior are all plastered with plaster. It can be called trifles!
"Well, let's go back first. Can I explain it to you later?"
Lin Ya glanced at the passers-by and the nurses who walked back and forth from time to time. She was looking at them curiously, and looked at ye Ziheng in front of her. She nodded.
There was a faint smile on ye Ziheng's face, and then he took Lin ya to the taxi he had taken when Lin Ya came.
In the taxi, ye Ziheng and Lin Ya are sitting in the back seat together. Ye Ziheng holds a tired little sunflower in his hand, but the atmosphere in the taxi seems strange.
Ye Ziheng and Lin Ya haven't talked. They sit close to each other, but they don't talk to each other. Lin Ya's face is a little coquettish, while ye Ziheng's face is a little helpless.
The driver in the driver's seat secretly looked at them through the rearview mirror, but there was a faint smile on his face.
Before at the gate of the city hospital, ye Ziheng and Lin ya all heard the conversation. At this time, he was just tickling, and began to talk with ye Ziheng and Lin ya.
"Girl, in fact, I think you can't blame your boyfriend too much for this. It's wrong that he didn't tell you when he was hurt, but he didn't do it to worry you. You see, if he didn't have you in mind, when you scolded him, he would have scolded you back in a few words. It would be like a grandson. I'll teach you."
After linya, there was a long silence.
The driver said these things. She didn't understand them either. Ye Ziheng is for her good. She also understands that it's one thing if she doesn't understand. It's another thing if she doesn't get angry.
Seeing that both of them didn't speak, the driver thought it might be that he didn't understand him enough, so he went on talking.
"In fact, two people together You can't just know the other side's bad, but also Sometimes... "
The driver pulled one sentence from one side and one sentence from the other. He heard that ye Ziheng and Lin Ya were suffering from brain swelling. The truth opened the door and ran out.
Have been waiting for more than ten minutes, listen to more than ten minutes of nagging, ye Ziheng and Lin Ya finally arrived at the community.
"When that place comes, I won't tell you more, but..."
"Thank you, master."
At the sight of the driver stopping, Lin Ya said nothing and handed over a fifty dollar bill, then ran out with ye Ziheng.
When the driver saw this, he quickly poked his head out of the window and shouted.
"Well, there's more money!"
After hearing this, Lin Ya raised her hand and waved to the driver.
"No need to look. Thank you."
Finish saying, then run directly.
When the driver saw this, he had to smile helplessly. He put away the money and drove the taxi away.