If the love is deep into the bones

Chapter 232 What's the matter with you

He paused with the hand scratching the back of his neck, slowly put it down, and then looked at me, "That's not it, I just wanted to have a partner to talk to or something..."

"Hahahaha——" I couldn't help laughing out loud.

"why are you laughing……"

"If you're afraid, be afraid. Let's just say it. Your sister-in-law will accompany you."

"Uh..." His expression was speechless.

I smiled and walked to the door, "I'll go and say something."

"Okay." He responded in a low voice.

I walked into the ward and was just about to tell the nurse that we were going to smoke a cigarette, only to find that my dad had woken up at some point.

I paused slightly, then walked to the edge of the bed, "Let's go smoke a cigarette."

"What time is it?" He asked, his voice hoarse.

I picked up the phone and pressed it, looked down and looked back, "It's almost 10:30."

His father looked at my eyes and slowly lowered them, closing his eyelids a little, "It's already 10:30, you guys go back..."

"..." I frowned and didn't say anything immediately.

He waited for two seconds, raised his eyes and looked at me, "Go back, someone is guarding you."

After I pursed my lower lip lightly, I turned my head to look at the nurse, who smiled and said to me, "Go back, I'll just watch here."

"Then..." I hesitated for two seconds, then nodded to the nurse, then turned to look at my dad, "Then I'll go back first, and tomorrow I'll come to see you after learning how to drive."

"Yeah." My dad nodded, and then I didn't see the fear in his eyes anymore.

I think it was because I was not familiar with it at the beginning, and I still felt a little scared and uneasy. Now more than three hours have passed, and the nurse has also fed him water and helped him go to the toilet twice, and I have fully adapted and accepted it in my heart and feeling. .

I picked up the bag, put the phone in the bag, and said to the nurse, "Then I will trouble you, Mr. Li. If you need anything, just call me. You have my number."

"No trouble, no trouble." The nurse smiled and stood up, "I'll take you out."

"No, no, no." I waved my hand to refuse, then turned to look at my dad, "Dad, you have a good rest, I'll go back first."

"Yeah." He nodded slightly, and then I put the bag on my shoulder and walked towards the door.

Xiao Songzi stood against the wall opposite the door of the ward, with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, and his hands in the bag of light-colored cropped slacks.

"Going away?" He looked at me, raised his jaw slightly and asked.

I nodded, without saying a word, he straightened up, turned around and took a step.

I pursed my lips and looked back, then turned around and followed Xiao Songzi.

When he got to the elevator, he stretched out his hand to press the first floor, and then turned to me and asked, "By the way, I just heard you say that you should buy a smaller one, but the villa is too big, and you will be afraid when you are alone. Brother Tian wants to give it to you." Have you bought a house yet?"

"Oh, you don't want to buy me a house." I curled my lips, "Isn't Brother Tian working on his own company now? Then the company is in City G, he can't stay in hotels all the time, and he's too tired from flying, so I wanted to buy a house there, and asked me how to decorate it, whether it should be bigger or smaller."

Xiao Songzi nodded suddenly, raised his hand to take down the cigarette in his mouth, looked towards the elevator, paused for two seconds, then turned to look at me and asked, "Are you and brother Tian going to live soon?"

"I don't know when to go, Brother Tian didn't tell me."

"It should be soon, the house is already being prepared..."

"Maybe." I nodded slightly.

He smiled at me, then turned his head to look at the elevator, the elevator just arrived, the door opened, and he walked in first.

As soon as he left the entrance of the inpatient department, he put the cigarette he held in his fingertips in his mouth, and stopped in his tracks.

I stopped instinctively, turned to look at him, and saw him take out the lighter from his bag, then bowed slightly, lowered his head, and put one hand in front of his face and the lighter to light the cigarette.

But the night wind was a bit strong, and his lighter couldn't ignite after rubbing it, and it finally ignited, and then it was blown out by the wind.

After repeating this several times, I said, "Go to the car and order it, it's very windy here."

He didn't answer me, but insisted on rubbing it a few more times, and finally it ignited, but it went out again immediately.

He paused for a second and slowly raised his head, looked at me with a helpless smile, "Let's go."

"..." I was stunned for a moment because of the way he looked at me and the helpless smile on his lips.

That gaze and smile looked a little complicated, and I could feel the air pressure on his body seem to drop.

I frowned, just about to ask him what's wrong, but he was already biting his cigarette and walking forward, I quickly chased him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Huh?" He turned to look at me with doubts in his eyes.

I frowned, "I mean, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing?" He replied, and after a second of pause, he showed a dumbfounded expression, "What can I do?"

"It's not... I... just suddenly feel that your air pressure is very low." I said bluntly.

"Low air pressure?" I frowned, then lowered my head and looked up at the cigarette in my hand, "I haven't smoked for three hours... still can't light..."

"Pfft—" I puffed out.

He took a deep breath, slumped his shoulders, and looked at me helplessly, "When you wanted to smoke but couldn't, did you get irritable?"

"Me?" I turned my head, raised my eyes while walking towards the parking space not far away with him, looked at the outpatient building in the distance and shook my head after thinking, "I don't think there is one..."

As I said, I looked away from the distance and turned my head to look at him, "I didn't have a lot of cigarette addiction before, and I just graduated from high school and went to work. Who will smoke for you at work, so I hold back. I smoke during lunch breaks and meals, and then It's time to get off work, and when it's Hengle, you can hide in the toilet when you go to work."

"No wonder."

"No wonder what?"

"Look at you quitting smoking is like quitting spicy sticks."

"Pfft—" I laughed out loud, "What's the matter with the spicy strips?!"

"You can eat spicy sticks if you want, and you don't have to eat them..." He said, raising the cigarette in his hand, looking down, "We don't have to smoke."

I pursed my lower lip lightly, "Understood, my dad also quit smoking before, and he was still very angry during that time, but he still didn't quit, but he quit drinking."

He smiled and said nothing.

After we got in the car, the first thing he did was to light up the cigarette, then took a deep breath and exhaled it, but he choked.

"Slow down, no one will grab you." I laughed, "And don't hold back next time, you dare not go to the smoking area and tell me, I will accompany you."

"Cough—" He lowered his throat, turned his head and glanced at me with a smile, then started the car, bit the cigarette in his mouth, and started to reverse the car.

After leaving the hospital, he asked me, "By the way, are you hungry?"

I didn't reply right away, and just felt it, "I'm not hungry yet."

"I'm a little hungry..." he said, "I want to eat the maocai from that store."

"..." I wipe!Why is it that I was not hungry a second ago, but I am hungry this second...

(End of this chapter)