The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 363
At one o'clock in the morning, Qiao Yiyuan was still awake, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, his heart was always thinking of Meng Yao who was watching the night in the hospital.

despair.

The faint yellow bedside wall lamp was lit.

When Qiao Yiyuan withdrew his left hand from pressing the lamp, his faint eyes glanced at the rabbit tied with a blue ribbon on the keychain on the bedside table. After looking at it for a while, he reached out to pick it up, remembering the scene of eating glutinous rice balls with Meng Yao on New Year’s Day, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help it Raised a nice arc.

In the ward, Meng Yao felt a little cold and couldn't sleep. She got up to look at Chen Juan, pulled the quilt for her, and then sat on the empty bed next to her, pulled the quilt over her lap, and took out her mobile phone to play.

As soon as I entered the circle of friends, I saw Qiao Yiyuan's new post, and it was posted 2 minutes ago. I clicked on the picture to see that it was the blue ribbon rabbit, and I remembered what he said at that time.

This year is the Year of the Rabbit.

So reply below: I have one too!
Just about to quit WeChat, Qiao Yiyuan clicked on Moments again when he saw a reply from Moments.

Ok?
She didn't sleep?
After thinking about it, he clicked on the dialog box of Meng Yao's avatar to send a message.

——"Aren't you going to sleep after one o'clock?"

Unexpectedly, he would send a message, Meng Yao couldn't help but smile, feeling that there is no need to be bored.

——"It's a little cold, I can't sleep."

——"Isn't it chatting with Billow Davis that I don't want to sleep?"

Meng Yao immediately calculated the time difference between China and Canada, and replied with something that made him angry.

——"Yeah, if you don't tell me, I forgot that it's noon in Canada. I'll talk to him for a while."

Qiao Yiyuan had several knots between his eyebrows, he flicked the phone on the quilt lightly, he was not in the mood to chat anymore, turned off the light and lay down.

Meng Yao sent a WeChat message to Bi Luo, but there was no reply, and then curled her lips and then sent a WeChat message to Qiao Yiyuan, but there was no reply either, feeling even more disappointed than Bi Luo did not reply.

"Cough... cough cough!" Chen Juan coughed suddenly.

Meng Yao turned her head and saw her lying down and turning around, she hurriedly got out of bed and walked to the side of the hospital bed, reaching out to pat her back, "Mom, do you want some water?"

"Water..." Chen Juan answered dryly.

Meng Yao poured a glass of boiling water neatly, put it on the cabinet, helped Chen Juan to sit on the edge of the bed, fed her water with the help of the faint light outside the corridor, and helped her to sleep after she stopped drinking, and pulled the quilt down.

Chen Juan who had closed her eyes suddenly opened them slowly, but she couldn't see Meng Yao clearly because of the dim light, so she closed her eyes again after a while, but she was muttering to herself something Meng Yao couldn't understand clearly.

Meng Yao, who frowned, thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what she was talking about. She put the cup away lightly, then walked back to the empty bed and sat down, watching sports news on her mobile phone. Her eyes were actually sore, but her body was cold. can't sleep.

There was a sudden sound from the door, Meng Yao looked up vigilantly, the door was pushed open after a while, and a tall figure was reflected in the light of the corridor with its back on its back.

"Mr. Qiao?" She called in a low voice without thinking about it.

"En." Qiao Yiyuan responded in a low voice, went in with a paper bag in his hand, walked to where she was, and took out the clothes in the paper bag to her as quietly as possible.

"Put it on."

Seeing that it was her coat, Meng Yao said "Hey" and looked up at his handsome face hidden in the dim light. She couldn't see it very clearly, but her eyes were shining brightly.

"Thank you." She took the clothes and put them on, and she felt warm immediately.

"Did you drink some hot water to keep warm?" He asked her in a low voice when he sat on the edge of the bed.

"...I didn't expect that." She answered honestly.

He turned to look at her, and jumped directly to the next topic, "Go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)