Chapter 492

Turning around, Han Mu Zi put a bowl of porridge in front of him.

"Your dinner."

Night ink Xuan originally empty stomach waiting for her to do things, the result saw only a bowl of porridge, sometimes also some depressed: "so?"

Han Mu Zi smiles falsely: "otherwise? Now that you are so badly injured, you can only eat these light foods. It's good to have white porridge. "

Listen to speech, night Mo Xuan but can't help frowning: "last night you brought more than porridge."

"Yesterday is yesterday, today is today. How can we confuse them?" Finish saying, Han Mu Zi sat down directly on the chair next to, the movement looks very comfortable.

Night ink Xuan looked at her one eye, and then looked at the bowl of porridge one eye, and then helplessly smile in the heart.

It seems that this woman really only gave him white porridge.

"Did you cook this porridge yourself?" He asked.

Han Mu Zi hummed coldly: "no, I bought it by the side of the road."

How is that possible? Night ink Xuan is not can't see, roadside casually buy porridge, beige and porridge taste can't be like this, this woman is deliberately with him stubborn.

Why?

Because of that kiss?

Oh, night ink Xuan lips with a smile, one hand holding a bowl of porridge to his mouth, although it is white porridge, but he drank all kinds of taste.

At least, the woman cooked for him herself and sent it to me.

That's enough.

Han Mu Zi is sitting beside, see night Mo Xuan unexpectedly silent ground to drink congee, and a drop does not leave of time, she some doubt life.

Because for her, let her drink porridge, she can't go on, she must have other things as a supplement.

For example, small dishes, but yemoxuan

Night ink Xuan originally thin, plus the injury, let him look more thin, but she let him at this time to drink porridge.

He didn't say anything and drank all the porridge. Suddenly, Han Mu Zi felt that he was a little too much.

They were hurt for her.

thinking of this, Han Mu Zi stood up with a light cough: "do you want to eat fruit? I just bought it. "

She bought some fruit in the supermarket.

"Now?" Night ink Xuan tiny squint eyes, Han Mu purple just realized that he just finished porridge, now really not suitable, and fruit is cool, it is best to eat during the day.

She has some chagrin ground to move a vision, have no again with night Mo Xuan to talk.

Ward and fell into a quiet strange, Han Mu purple also don't know what to say with him, night ink Xuan is there quietly lying.

She looked back at him and found that yemoxuan, who used to be tall and tall, looked like a child now. She looked pitiful.

Han Mu Zi pursed her lips and closed her eyes.

He can't hurt because he can't hurt.

He volunteered, right

That's it.

Han Muzi sat for a while, then went to close the door of the ward. After packing, she found a small bed to lie down and have a rest. Anyway, she was thinking that with the chair in yemoxuan, she would sleep there tonight.

And she just needs to be a bed companion here and leave early tomorrow morning.

Who knows just lie down soon, heard the breathing sound of night Mo Xuan.

"Stupid woman."

Han Muzi

Who are stupid women calling?

"You won't sleep with me tonight?" Night Mo Xuan asked again.

Han Mu Zi turned her head and looked at the direction of the night Mo Xuan: "what do you say? Who slept with you? "

"You." See her vision to see to come over, night Mo Xuan's lips Cape starts to put on a good-looking radian, "didn't you lend me the leg last night? Tonight... "

"Don't even think about it. My legs have been numb all day and I can hardly walk. You don't want me to become disabled with you because you hurt your back? " Korean Muzi language is fast and fast.

The smile of night Mo Xuan's eyes didn't fade: "how? It's just a pillow for my leg. I can't feel numb for a while, so I can't do it? "

"I don't want to. I want to sleep here today." Han Mu Zi pointed to his little bed, and pointed to the cushion in front of him: "besides, you've got someone to get you this, which is much more convenient than using my legs."

Night Mo Xuan looking at this chair in front of, suddenly feel not agreeable.

But if you think about it carefully, it would be nice for her to come here to accompany her. What else does he ask for?

Besides, she did feel numb last night. Let her have a good rest this evening.

Quiet down in the ward.

Han Mu Zi saw that he didn't speak, thought he should be acquiescent, so he lay down and closed his eyes.

Maybe I slept too much during the day. I didn't feel sleepy at all. I was especially awake. The more awake I was, the more I could think of the nightmare I had in the afternoon.Han Mu purple turned over, just facing the direction of the ward door.

The next second, her whole body suddenly froze.

Because there was a man standing at the door of the ward.

And that man

Two pairs of eyes in the air, Han Mu purple only feel cold.

Brush -

after seeing her eyes, the man quickly disappeared at the door of the ward.

Han Muzi was lying there cold as a corpse, one second, two seconds, three seconds

Han Mu Zi suddenly turned over, sat up from the bed, got out of bed and quickly walked towards the door.

Hand just opened the door of the ward, behind him came night Mo Xuan's inquiry: "what are you doing?"

Hearing the sound, Han Mu Zi turns her head and finds that the night ink Xuan is sitting there and staring at her.

Han Muzi: "do you see it?"

"What?" The night ink Xuan Mou light reveals the color that doesn't understand.

"Don't you see that?" Han Mu purple frown show brow, ignore the night Mo Xuan went out, the result saw the hospital corridor is empty, no one.

Is she wrong?

Otherwise, how could the other side run so fast?

But Just now that pair of eyes with resentment, clearly is

Han Muzi thought of the dream in the afternoon, feeling cold all over.

Is that her? Is that her? She's in this hospital now?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi wants to go out again, and the voice of yemoxuan comes from behind: "what are you looking at?"

Sound a little close, Han Mu purple turned around to find that the night ink Xuan out of bed toward himself.

Aware that walking will affect the wound, Han Mu Zi had to say: "you quickly sit back, no matter you."

Night Mo Xuan's eyebrow Cu is very tight, because notice her facial expression is very pale, seem to have met the affair that can't solve.

"What do you see?" Night Mo Xuan stares at her eyes and asks earnestly.

Han Muzi

She Leng for a moment, after a moment, just slow voice way: "Lin Qingqing."

Hear Lin Qingqing's name, night Mo Xuan's Mou color is deep a few minutes, then he goes forward to stretch out his hand to pull Han Mu Zi into the ward, oneself go out to look around.