Entertainment: A song that brought his deceased wife back to life.

Late at night.

The hospital corridor became unusually quiet.

Occasionally, the sound of cart wheels rolling across the ground could be heard, creating an atmosphere that was both empty and eerie.

Xu Qing was lying in bed.

Breathing is even and long.

It looks like it's fast asleep.

But his hand, hidden under the covers, was gripping the sheets tightly.

My palms were sweaty.

He was pretending to be asleep.

It's a gamble.

I'm betting that silly girl won't slip up while he's "asleep."

I'm betting on just how much she loves me.

After that round of probing during the day, the "nurse" was like a frightened quail.

As soon as Xu Qing opens her eyes, she hides far away.

Pretend to wipe the table or pretend to tidy up the equipment.

Xu Qing was not given a chance to speak again.

They even changed shifts.

Another real nurse filled in for half a day.

She didn't return until just before lights out at night.

She was still holding the bunch of lilacs in her hands, saying she was going to change the water.

It took half an hour to change the water.

Xu Qing didn't expose her.

He wanted to see how she planned to get through the long night.

Time passed by, second by second.

The clock on the wall pointed to 2 a.m.

This is when people are most tired and their psychological defenses are most vulnerable.

The patient's chair in the ward made a slight creak.

Someone stood up.

Xu Qing's ears twitched.

The footsteps were very light.

It's like a cat stepping on cotton.

One step, two steps.

Slowly approach the hospital bed.

Finally, it stopped at the head of his bed.

A faint fragrance of gardenias wafted over.

It's a bit denser than during the day.

She probably took a shower or changed her clothes.

Xu Qing felt a gaze fall on her face.

It was intense, yet tinged with an overwhelming sadness.

If there is warmth in the eyes.

Xu Qing felt that her face was probably burned through.

"fool."

A very soft sigh.

Finally, it's no longer that awful fake voice.

It was that clear, gentle voice that had haunted his dreams for three years.

Even a sigh feels like a feather brushing against the heart.

Xu Qing's heart began to race.

But he was desperately trying to control his breathing rate.

If you wake up at this point, all your previous efforts will be wasted.

A cool hand gently touched his forehead.

It's like testing body temperature.

It's like caressing a lost treasure that has been found again.

My fingertips traced his brow bone down to the bridge of his nose.

Finally, it stopped on his cheek.

It was wet from the rain and was a bit rough.

"How did you lose so much weight?"

She was talking to herself.

His voice was choked with sobs.

"My face used to be a bit chubby."

"It feels all bone to the touch now."

"Did you not eat properly?"

"Yeah, that lousy company must be cutting your food allowance."

"Once I get out of here, I'm going to skin that Zhao Tai alive."

Listening to that familiar rambling.

Xu Qing almost burst out laughing.

This is his little fish.

On the surface, she is as gentle as a rabbit.

Actually, there's a little tiger living inside me.

They are protective of their own, yet hold grudges.

My hand lingered on his face for a long time.

They seemed reluctant to remove it.

"Xu Qing..."

She suddenly called his name.

His voice trembled violently.

"sorry."

I'm so sorry.

"I didn't know Sister Hong would say those things to you."

"I didn't know she would send you that kind of text message."

"At the time, I just... just wanted to participate in the training camp."

"I want to become a better person, someone who is worthy of you."

"I'm afraid you'll feel inferior, afraid you'll feel pressured because I'm a big star."

That's why I made up those lies.

"I was thinking that once I got back from training camp and won an award, I would tell you the truth."

"When I have money, I'll take care of you."

"You can write your novel every day and you don't have to go to the construction site to carry bricks anymore."

The truth is like a knife.

In the dead of night, she cut it open with her own hands.

Blood was everywhere.

Xu Qing felt as if her heart was being gripped tightly.

The pain was so intense I couldn't breathe.

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that all the deception was originally just for the purpose of "I'll take care of you".

This silly girl.

Don't you know that the most hurtful thing in this world is often this kind of "for your own good"?

"But...but I didn't expect that."

"That bastard Sister Hong actually blocked the road."

"She actually told you I was dead."

"And they said I'm rotten."

At this point, she burst into tears.

Although he tried his best to suppress it, the despair still overflowed.

"You're such a clean person."

"How disgusting it must be to hear that my whole body is covered in sores."

"But you didn't complain."

"You were still holding your guitar and singing 'Double Happiness' in the rain."

"You're still keeping vigil for me in front of that fake tombstone."

"Xu Qing, are you an idiot?"

"How could you be so silly..."

Large tears dripped onto Xu Qing's face.

Warm, salty and astringent.

It dripped into the corner of his mouth.

Xu Qing could no longer keep up the act.

What he feared most in his life was a woman's tears.

Especially hers.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

in the dark.

Those peach blossom eyes were streaked with tears.

The mask was soaked with tears and stuck to my face.

He looked extremely disheveled.

Xu Qing suddenly woke up.

She was terrified.

My first reaction was to jump backward.

"what!"

A short, sharp scream.

But before she could jump away...

A hand shot out like lightning.

He gripped her wrist tightly.

That hand was still receiving an IV drip.

Although weak and powerless.

"Trying to run away?"

Xu Qing's voice was hoarse.

"This time."

"If you run again..."

"I'll really die right now."

The figure froze.

She stopped struggling.

He let Xu Qing hold him.

She just kept her head down and cried even harder.

Like a child who has done something wrong and is waiting to be punished.

The air in the ward was a bit warm.

The air conditioner was clearly set to 24 degrees Celsius.

But Luo Qianyu felt that the current perceived temperature was at least forty degrees Celsius.

She stood by the bed, holding a warm towel in her hand.

Those hands, usually accustomed to holding microphones and trophies, were now trembling slightly.

Xu Qing leaned against the headboard, looking like a landlord from the old society.

He looked at the fully armed "nurse" in front of him with a leisurely air.

His eyes held a hint of amusement and a touch of vengeful pleasure.

"What are you standing there for?"

Xu Qing pointed to her neck.

"It's sweaty and sticky here."

"Nurse, is this your service attitude?"

Luo Qianyu gritted her teeth.

My lips under the mask are almost bleeding from being bitten.

That bastard definitely did it on purpose.

I was able to go to the toilet by myself just now.

Now I have to ask someone to wipe my sweat.

"I'm a nurse, not a maid."

She lowered her voice and retorted.

Although the voice was still that deliberately disguised hoarse voice.

But the coquettishness in her tone was impossible to hide.

Xu Qing raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

"Then I'll file a complaint."

"Take the example of nurses in the intensive care unit abusing the wounded."

"By the way, I'd like to chat with the media. This nurse looks kind of familiar."

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