From Sidekick to Bigshot

And they had already seen Zhai Yunsheng's feelings for Jian Yiling.

He loves Jane Yiling as his own life.

Such a person who is willing to protect Xiao Ling, what reason does he have to stop them?

His Xiao Ling has grown up and has found someone to stay with her for a lifetime.

All the waiting has a good result.

When Jian Yiling returned to the room, Zhai Yunsheng was already lying on the bed.

Everything on the bed is brand new.

Today, An Yang was busy with Jin Jin's house, and changed everything from head to toe.

Jian Yiling was about to go to bed, she got up from the wheelchair with difficulty and moved to the bed.

Zhai Yunsheng closed his eyes, but was not actually asleep.

Hearing the movement, his eyes opened a gap and peeked at Jian Yiling's movements.

Look at her tough look, look at the injuries on her body.

He instinctively wanted to help her.

But in the next second, he would reflect his current situation, not as good as Jian Yiling.

He still needs someone to take care of him, and he can't even help her.

Thinking of this, Zhai Yunsheng closed his eyes again in pain, and did not go to see Jian Yiling at all.

Anyway, he can't do anything anyway.

After a while, Jian Yiling had already climbed into bed smoothly, and Zhai Yunsheng felt her move to his side.

Immediately afterwards, his hands were wrapped around his waist, and the whole soft body was pressed against him.

Zhai Yunsheng frowned, resisting this kind of touch. He didn't want his current ugly body to be touched by her like this.

He now looks like he dislikes himself.

He didn't want him to approach her like this.

He didn't seem to feel his resistance. The people around him didn't mean to stay away from him at all. Holding him, his breathing gradually began to be even.

"You find another room to sleep in." Zhai Yunsheng finally couldn't help but speak.

"why?"

"We are not a husband and wife, and should not sleep on the same bed."

"We used to live in a house, and we slept together like this."

"Different."

"Where is it different?"

Jian Yiling raised his head and stared at Zhai Yunsheng.

Zhai Yunsheng did not look directly into her eyes in pain.

He turned his head and glanced at the other side.

Jian Yiling's hand gently stroked Zhai Yunsheng's chest: "A Sheng, you are not ugly, you are just sick, and when you are cured, you will look good again. I am not good looking now, but I will be good too. , It will look good."

"Different."

Of course he knew that her injury would heal and she would return to her original appearance.

He is different.

"Same." Jian Yiling said confidently, "A Sheng, I will make you better."

She will, she will.

With that said, Jian Yiling not only didn't let go, but also brought herself closer to him.

Close enough to hear each other's breathing, close enough to hear his heartbeat.

It didn't take long for him to hear even breathing from beside him.

She fell asleep.

Zhai Yunsheng opened his eyes and looked at the side face of her sleeping beside him by the moonlight coming in from outside the window.

She really came back, really came back, right by his side, fresh and real.

Zhai Yunsheng didn't know when he fell asleep.

Because the body is too weak, it is easy to fall asleep.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright and the people around him were no longer in the room.

He didn't know when she got up, and his excessively weak body made him lose his original vigilance and insight.

Waiting in the empty room, don't know what is waiting.