Is Master Feng super amazing today?

Chapter 478 489: I disagree

Sunset Mausoleum, a certain hospital.

Zhang Xiaoxiao sat on the hospital bed and watched TV.

Watching and watching, she felt that the TV program was a bit boring, so she picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, and then gently got out of bed.

She opened the drawer and looked at a bottle of medicine in the drawer. The words "sleeping pills" were written on the bottle.

Zhang Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered for a moment. When she picked up the medicine bottle and was about to open it to pour out the pills, what the doctor said to her today suddenly sounded in her mind——

"It's not advisable to take sleeping pills too much. It's not good for your health. Judging from your current situation, I suggest you consult a psychiatrist."

Consulting a psychiatrist...it never occurred to her.

She never thought that one day she would go to see a psychiatrist.

Zhang Xiaoxiao twitched the corners of her lips, showing a half-smile expression on her face, then put the medicine bottle in her hand back into the drawer, closed the drawer with a snap, turned off the light, and went to bed.

She rubbed her temples tiredly.

The moment he closed his eyes, the image of Jiang Liran doing that to him that day flashed before his eyes.

Heh, I must be really sick, right?

Zhang Xiaoxiao smiled helplessly, pulled the quilt up to cover herself completely, and forced herself to sleep.

The first night without sleeping pills, she slept restlessly.

Vaguely, Zhang Xiaoxiao felt that someone was gently pulling away her quilt.

who is it? !
A huge sense of fear surged up, Zhang Xiaoxiao opened her eyes suddenly, and found a black figure standing by the bed and looking at her!

She was frightened into a cold sweat, and when she was about to yell out, the other party seemed to know what she wanted to do, and stretched out his hand to cover her mouth.

"Woooo..."

Zhang Xiaoxiao, whose mouth was covered, widened her eyes in despair.

Could it be...Jiang Liran?

Immediately afterwards, the man moved his face closer and gently rubbed her cheek.

Because of this, Zhang Xiaoxiao smelled a very familiar smell - he also had the faint fragrance of the shower gel on his body.

"Don't be afraid, it's me..."

The man's warm breath sprayed on the skin of her neck.

Familiar voice, familiar smell, familiar everything...

Zhang Xiaoxiao's tense brain nerves finally relaxed.

It's An Ye.

He... he came...

Zhang Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, feeling the man kissing her cheek lightly, her nose soured for no reason, and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

An Ye was gently pecking her face, when he suddenly felt a salty taste in his mouth, he was startled, and then he came to his senses, and turned on the small desk lamp on the table in a hurry.

The bright yellow warm lamp was turned on, and only then did Zhang Xiaoxiao see the man's face clearly.

He was wearing a sweater, and there were some raindrops on his soft chestnut hair—it was probably raining outside.

"Don't cry." An Ye took out a few tissues and wiped away the tears on her face, looking at this haggard little face, her eyes were full of distress: "When you cry, I feel so distressed...don't I'm crying, I'm here."

Zhang Xiaoxiao stared at him blankly. After a while, she sniffed and asked in a daze, "...Why are you here?"

Didn't she already break up with him?

An Ye wiped away her tears, then held her hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "You said to break up, but I don't agree."

"I... I don't need your disapproval." Zhang Xiaoxiao turned her face away from him awkwardly.

(End of this chapter)