See You Tonight, Master Su

He thanked the doctor knowingly. When he left the ward, Tong Hua sat back in the chair in front of the bed. Within ten minutes, Bai Jia opened his eyes weakly.

As she got closer, Tong Hua looked at her face and said in a husky voice, "You... Are awake?"

Bai Jia's eyes narrowed, and his eyes slowly moved a few times. Then he looked at the white walls of the hospital, and then at Tong Hua's face. He was in a trance for a long time, as if he had just realized what had happened before. Pulling her lips, she smiled at tong tian with a pale face.

"... You, are you okay?" With a lump in her throat, Tong Hua shook her head and her eyes were red. "Thank you."

She did not know what else to say besides this common word.

The corner of her mouth trembled, and Bai Jia slowly reached out his hand, clenching her hand by the bed. Two lines of tears slid down her cheeks.

"... We are sisters."

Tong Hua sniffled and choked, not saying a word.

"I believe... You would have done the same thing." Bai Jia's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

But Tong Hua heard it clearly. Her lips were stretched into a straight line. Her eyes narrowed and she looked into Bai Jia's eyes, speechless. Would she really do that?

At least before today's incident, she admitted that she would not do that, nor did she have such great moral integrity, sacrificing herself to save others. But bai jia thought she would do that?! Oh, how ironic is this? In the end, it was her Tong Hua who was too petty. Because of the' big change' incident, she had been concerned about bai jia from the beginning, so she always looked at her with colored glasses, right?!

Her heart thumped violently, and it was so blocked that she returned her hand to hold Bai Jia, feeling a chill somewhere in her heart.

"Don't talk too much. Take a good rest and get some sleep."

"Okay!" Bai Jia smiled and nodded. His pale face was unusually relaxed. His eyes were soft and calm, so calm that tong liang did not dare to look into her eyes.

She was guilty, guilty of the'little' hidden in her heart, and the taste of accompanying a patient was not good.

Throughout the afternoon, bai jia woke up and slept for a while, but she was still not very awake. Tong Hua asked the doctor again. The doctor said that her head was injured, and before she recovered, it was normal for her to be dizzy. If she vomited or had a fever, she should pay more attention.

Tong Hua kept the doctor's orders in mind and took good care of bai jia. Su Minglang only came here at six or seven in the afternoon.

Wearing sunglasses and a few tall men in black behind them, they had just entered the hospital, making the inpatient department cold and solemn. As the nurses pointed at him, he pushed open the door of the ward. When his tall body entered the ward, there was an air of awe and awe in it, which made Bai Jia's face, which had just woken up, stiffen for a few seconds.

Su Minglang's dangerous eyes narrowed slightly as she approached Tong Hua. Her big hand fell on her shoulder and stroked her without any expression on her face.

"How's it going?"

In his soothing gesture, Tong Hua felt a little relieved. After giving a brief summary of the situation, she thought it was a little awkward for everyone to be together, considering Bai Jia's damned memory.

Holding his lips, he smiled, his voice unnaturally hoarse. "Minglang, you go back first. I'll be here to watch over her tonight."

Frowning, Su Minglang glanced at the pale Bai Jia and finally nodded without saying anything.

"Sure!"

With a slight joy in his heart, Bai Jia loosened his grip on the corner and smiled weakly at the grim-faced man. "I'm much better now. You two go back and let elder sister Chen stay here with me."

"How is that possible?" Looking at her pale, haggard, yet pitiful little face from losing too much blood, Tong Hua curled his lips slightly. "Anyway, you were trying to save me. I feel bad."

"Hey!" With a sigh, Bai Jia looked at her carefully. The expression between his eyes was as weak as a grass that would fall when the wind blew.

"Tong Hua, if you feel bad about it, just call me sister."

This...

Tong Hua's breathing was sluggish, and the complicated light in her eyes jumped. She looked at Bai Jia for a moment, and the emotion in her chest was inexplicably blocked and moved. She did not speak for a long time. It was not that she did not want to, but that she could not speak.

It would be awkward for a person to shout out a role that had never appeared in her life, and it would take some time to get used to it. Obviously, Bai Jia was disappointed in her hesitation.

She stiffly twitched the corner of her lower lip and smiled awkwardly. The wind swept over Su Minglang and comforted her. "It's okay. If you don't want to... Then, forget it."

Tong Hua's heart was slightly stifled. She looked up and caught the uneasiness and weakness on her face. Suddenly, she felt a little pretentious. Since she was a mother's biological sister, what did she mean by not saying it? Besides, she had just been saved. Looking at Bai Jia's head with her hair cut off, she slowly grabbed her hand, moved her mouth, choked for a few seconds, and calmed down.

"Sis!" Bai Jia froze and smiled slowly. Her pale face brightened up and her smile brightened up.

"Sister! I'm glad you recognize me. Let's turn over the past, shall we?"

Turn the page, okay? In fact, apart from a man, what happened between the two of them? Thinking about it, Tong Hua was stunned for a moment by her weak smile and nodded, "Okay!"

"Sister, that's so nice..." She smiled and tears welled up in her beautiful white eyes. She held Tong Hua's hand tightly and glanced at Su Minglang, who was pursing her lips and not saying a word behind her. The emotions in her eyes were very complicated.

"Our sisters are finally... Reunited..."

Looking at all this, Su Minglang kept a straight face and said nothing. His handsome but cold face was as cold as ice, and no one could tell what he was thinking.

When bai jia could not hold back her sobs, he frowned and patted the back of Tong Hua's head, his tone a little impatient.

"Well, you're tired of training today, and you have to continue tomorrow. Go home and rest at night. Xiao chen will take care of her." His voice was not loud, but it was very cold and fell into Bai Jia's ears without a word missing.

Looking at his cold face, her hand tightened. "Go back, sister. Xiaotaiyang is still at home!"

Tong Hua choked and his face changed slightly. He looked into her eyes and said, "Okay, you rest."

After arranging Bai Jia's stay at the hospital, Tong Hua gave her a few more instructions and followed Su Minglang out of the inpatient department to leave the hospital.

As soon as he got in the car, the man reached out to her waist, pulled her and hugged her. "Tong Hua..."

His low voice and the nervousness in his tone made Tong Hua feel more relaxed. She knew that he was worried about her, so she raised her head slowly. She looked at the man's crafty eyebrows carefully. She didn't know what she was thinking and suddenly sighed.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

"I'm fine." The man held her face, rubbed it between his fingers, and looked deeply at her.

That look...

Tong Hua looked him in the eye and his mind turned. He frowned. "Minglang, why do you look at me like that? Scared to death!"

Su Minglang slightly raised her lips and smiled, rubbing her head with his big hand, his tone full of indulgence. "Little fool, I'm worried you can't do it?"

"So that's worry? I thought you lost your soul!" Looking up at him, Tong Hua joked.

Looking at the little woman's ever-changing face, Su Minglang carried her to her thigh and leisurely wrapped her waist around the back of the chair. Her voice was low and magnetic. It was wicked and hoarse. "Yes, it fell off, it fell off you!"

"...

"Idiot! Look at your stupidity?" Pinching her little face, Su Minglang tightened his arms slightly, chuckled and changed the subject, "Darling, what shall we have for dinner?"

Tong Hua grinned.... "Food again. When did you become a glutton?"

Half narrowed her eagle eyes, Su Minglang glanced at her, put his big hand around her waist, put it into his arms, and said in a deep voice, "To lover's street?"

Lover street? Speaking of the snacks on lovers street, Tong Hua thought of the first time he forced her to go.

Her arms wrapped around his neck, and she smiled playfully, "What happened to Su Minglang today? You want to eat hot pot again?!"

Looking at her slightly raised lips, pink and tender colors, and listening to the slight narrowness in her tone, Su Minglang frowned slightly, his dark eyes locked on her, as if he had swallowed something, smiled, and wrapped his arms around her shoulder.

"Well, take a walk and get some air."

Tong Hua was surprised. He released his hand from his neck, placed it on his Taiyangxue, and gently rubbed it. He looked over and inadvertently met his gaze. There were some dark shadows under his eyes, and there was something more in his expression that he could not see through at all.

It seems like he's been like this since su qi came back to china?

"Honey, are you tired? Look at your dark circles!"

Scratching her nose, the man raised his lips and smiled, "How many times did you do it last night? Do you think I'm tired?"

Tong Hua glared at him as his face burned. "Don't be shy."

"Hehe..."

As the car drove through the traffic, the sky gradually darkened. Under the bright lights, the city of london at night was as bright as an elf dancing in the fire, gorgeous and confused. It was a modern city.

Affected by today's "Ceiling fan accident," Tong Hua's mind had been very chaotic, not in a high mood, restless and uneasy, but said no reason, lover street is a lively pedestrian street, cars are not allowed to enter, only parked outside the street.

Tong Hua and Su Minglang entered the street hand in hand. The people who accompanied them followed not far behind, blending into the endless stream of people. Under the streetlight, there were a few girls taking pictures with their mobile phones and whispering something to each other. Their expressions were relaxed and happy. That pure and simple happiness infected Tong Hua's nerves.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her lips curled up slowly. "Hey, it's good to be young."

"Idiot! What are you talking about? As if you were old!"

"Are you old?"

"If you're getting old, then I'm getting older." Su Minglang touched her cheek with pity and took her hand and sat down.

They sat at the small food stall for the first time and ordered the same spicy dry pot as last time.

In fact, Tong Hua and Su Minglang never had the same taste in food. He doesn't like spicy food, but she doesn't like spicy food very much. When the two of them were at home, they didn't feel that they were there either, because the dishes in the villa always catered to everyone's tastes, but it was a bit of a rush to be at such a snack stand.

The people who sell spicy dry pot only have spicy dry pot, so they can't change anything else.

Tong Hua's lips curled slightly. "Hey!"

Su Minglang gave her a funny look, raised his eyebrows, and in his low voice, there was a little teasing. "Women eat spicy food..."

"Women eat beauty products and promote blood circulation... Right?" Tong Hua smiled and his eyes curved slightly. Under the light, the bottom of his eyes shone as if a light was shining.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Time seemed to have returned to the past. On second thought, it had been so long in a flash.

The owner of the dry pot was still so enthusiastic and greeted them. Soon, a spicy and delicious dry pot came up, and the hot and spicy smell was on the top. Su Minglang's fingers moved, but tong tian turned left and right, and finally picked up a potato chip.

Just as she was about to put it into her mouth, she suddenly thought of something, paused, put it back on the plate in front of her, and asked him with a smile.

"By the way, hubby, did you give me this bracelet as a fake?"

Su Minglang froze, his lips curling up. "Still remember?! Of course not."

Last time at this place, at the same stall, he had told her with disdain that the bracelet on her hand was only a fake from the qing dynasty. Tong Hua used to believe it, but after so many things, she became suspicious. Would Su Minglang fool her with a fake?

"I was really weird back then. What kind of stupid rich man would have to give such a valuable thing to each other?! So it turns out! Hmph! The weasel pays new year's greetings to the chicken, and you're not at ease."

As she spoke, Tong Hua looked sideways at her and put the potato chips into her mouth. She chewed and swallowed them, but only one slice made her extremely hot. She hissed for water.

"Come on, water, it's hot..."

"Little boy!" Su Minglang funnily asked someone to buy water, sighed and handed it to her, defending himself. You were already in my bowl. At that time, I was just teasing you!" At this point, he pretended to throw a piece of belly into his mouth and bit it hard.

Tong Hua glared at him and took a sip of water. She didn't want to eat any more. She put down her chopsticks and held her chin in her hand. She put her elbow on the table and watched him eat.

With the man you love, no matter what you do, everything is beautiful. Although Tong Hua was not interested in food, he was interested in people. Su Minglang is a man who always pays attention to the quality of life. He has to eat, wear, live and travel the best. However, such a man could also sit on the street and eat at roadside stalls with the public gracefully.

But the more this happened, the more Tong Hua liked it.

The first time she sat here with him, she felt that he was arrogant and domineering, but the longer she spent with him, the more she felt that he was actually a mature man with a life experience. No matter how you behave or how you do things, there is a lot of tenderness engraved in your bones in the darkness and coldness of your appearance. He had a bad temper and was never perfect, but he was so devoted to being good to her that she couldn't pick out a single thorn.

Sometimes, she couldn't help but wonder, what in the world did she, Tong Hua, do to capture this man? Could it still make him feel her, from seven years ago to now?

"Why are you looking at me?" The man looked up at her with a half-smile.

Tong Hua pursed his lips and looked at him. His brows were curved and his thoughts were distant. "Eat, I like it, okay?"

"Dumbass!"

The corners of the man's lips curled up slightly, and then they flared up again!

Tong Hua gave him a funny stare, but the man in front of her, even with his mouth full, even sitting at this street stall that did not match his identity, was still Su Minglang, the face that god carved with the most precise carving knife, still handsome and charming.

Seven years... Tong Hua thought it was a little weird to think about seven years of light.

"Su Minglang..."

Looking up, Su Minglang's eyes darkened as she looked at her inexplicable little face. "It's immoral not to eat, understand?"

"Eh!" Tong Hua leaned forward, narrowed his eyes, and looked straight at him.

"Hey, I have something to ask you."

Su Minglang's chiseled face was filled with suspicion, and his dark eyes were shining brightly. "You took the wrong medicine? It's mysterious, just say what you have to say."

Taking a deep breath, Tong Hua pursed his lips. "Promise me not to get angry."

Frowning, Su Minglang looked at her. After a second of silence, he wiped his mouth gracefully and nodded cautiously. "Okay, what do you want to ask?"

As if the topic was a little difficult to talk about, Tong Hua's expression was weird and awkward. After some deliberation, he asked in a low voice, "According to you, we were only together for a year or two, but we were separated for more than five years.... You haven't looked for another woman in five years?"

She admitted that she really could not imagine that a short relationship of more than a year could withstand the flood of five years. Time was a killer of love, not to mention how much he loved her back then, she did not know. What's more, even if it wasn't for feelings, it wasn't physically possible for a man. As she once told Sun Yu, men have no morals in sex. And the rate of male infidelity increases with the rise of status and power.

How likely is it that a man, regardless of wealth or status, has never had a woman in five years? In fact, she had wanted to ask this question before, but she never opened her mouth, and today, I don't know which muscle had cramped, and suddenly felt uncomfortable not to vomit.

Of course, she had already made a mental suggestion before asking. Even if he had another woman, and even loved another woman in the past six years, she could accept it. After all, it was a life she could not participate in.