In the ward on the other side.
Yin Han looked at the wall clock that had passed two hours long ago, his eyes getting darker and darker.
"Why hasn't she come back yet..."
The young man's hoarse voice sounded in the quiet ward.
Another ten minutes passed.
Yin Han, who was sitting on the hospital bed, looked at the fruit knife in front of the sofa table and didn't know what he was thinking. He only knew that he couldn't help it anymore, so he slowly opened the quilt and got out of bed.
Nan Sheng ran so hard that she was out of breath. She had never tried so hard during the 800-meter physical test.
Finally, arriving at Yin Han's ward, she pushed the door in and found it was pitch dark inside. Nan Sheng thought Yin Han had closed the curtains and was sleeping. She fumbled for the switch on the wall and turned on the light, only to see an empty bed. .
She hurriedly went to the window and opened the curtains. She looked around but couldn't find Yin Han. She couldn't help but frown. She clearly remembered that he didn't have any inspection at this time.
There was no sound in the bathroom, so Nan Sheng still raised his feet to take a look.
As the distance got closer, Nan Sheng heard a small sobbing sound suddenly coming from his ears.
Her heart tightened instantly, as if it was coming from the bathroom and the small cubicle in the ward outside.
Nan Sheng opened the door, and the light shone in. The scene inside made her pause.
A ray of light filtered in from the small window of the compartment. The young man was squatting in the corner, his legs hugging his knees, curled up like an injured puppy.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the young man looked up at the door and was startled.
Those deep and dim eyes were sparkling with crystal clear tears, and a teardrop slid down her beautiful cheek.
Her cold and hard facial features, and her neat short hair have grown a lot longer. It is not against the rules at all to cry, but it makes people feel distressed.
With that fragile look, it was as if an invisible big hand was holding Nan Sheng's heart and pinching it hard.
She walked over quickly, squatted in front of him, and asked cautiously, "Yin Han?"
Hearing this, Yin Han raised his head, his eyes were weak, tears hung from the corners of his eyes, and his face was pale.
This look made Nan Sheng suffocate and hug him fiercely: "What's wrong? Sorry, I was able to arrive on time just now, but I met Nian Nian on the way... um..."
Nan Sheng was gagged by the young man before he could finish his words, and everything he wanted to say was swallowed up in the kiss.
Nan Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then responded enthusiastically to him.
After a while, Nan Sheng seemed to sense something was wrong with the young man, and with unprecedented eagerness, he kissed her lips forcefully... as if to vent something.
Nan Sheng could feel his fear. Although this position made her very uncomfortable and the air in her lungs seemed to be squeezed dry and she would suffocate in the next second, she still responded to him cautiously.
But the more Nan Sheng responded, the more Yin Han seemed to be unsealed and encouraged. Just when she thought she would faint from his kiss, the young man finally let go of her.
Eyes facing each other.
The breath of both people was messed up, and the sound of rapid breathing sounded in the small cubicle.
Looking at the girl's fair cheeks, there were two lovely blushes, and her moist lips were red from his kiss, as delicate as rose petals in the morning.
Yin Han suddenly buried his face in her neck, smelled the fragrance of her body, and took a few deep breaths.
"I thought you wouldn't come back..." The tone was particularly helpless, and he murmured in a weak voice.
"So you hid here because you were afraid that I wouldn't come back, right?" Nan Sheng finally understood why he was here. It was because of fear.
Yin Han heard her ask without any tone, and he couldn't see her face, so he thought she was angry.
He let go of her in a panic, not daring to look at her, and nodded.
Nan Sheng found that after waking up, Yin Han seemed to be back to the way she was when she first came to Beicheng, scared, nervous, at a loss, cautious...
A pain suddenly arose in her heart, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something, so she made no sound for a while.
He has no sense of security at all.
Nan Sheng pursed her beautiful red lips, moved towards him, sat on the floor with him, and then carefully moved around his neck.
"Why don't you want to believe me?" That look of grievance and caution is really hard not to feel distressed.
Yin Han's body stiffened, and Nan Sheng's clearly distressed tone turned into helpless irritation in his ears.
He held her delicate white fingers tentatively and said in a pitiful tone: "Shengbao, I'm sorry, please don't be angry, okay? I believe it, how could I not believe it? I'm just afraid, I'm afraid you won't come back. , I can only watch your leaving back, and I can’t control myself..."
After saying that, he put his head on the girl's neck and rubbed it lovingly, like a child who had done something wrong to please her.
In fact, he just wanted to pick up the fruit knife and see his blood, but he was afraid that the girl would be scared if she came back later and saw it, so he chose to hide here.
"Raise your head and let me see you, okay?" Nan Sheng wanted to look into his eyes and speak.
Yin Han obediently followed her instructions. When he looked at her, he had a pair of beautiful eyes, and there was a small and faded tear mole at the end of his right eye. In addition, his eyes were hazy with tears at this time. Nan Sheng couldn't bear it anymore, she felt so distressed: " I'm not angry. I won't be angry with you. It's because I didn't keep my words. I came back late and made my baby wait for so long. It's also my fault that you don't believe me. I haven't done enough or done enough. , it’s natural for the baby to feel aggrieved.”
"Baby?" Yin Han was stunned.
She said he was her baby?
"Well, you are my baby. I want to pamper you, love you, and protect you so that you have no chance to feel wronged, okay?" Nan Sheng said gently and elegantly.
"Really? I really...well..." Before the boy could finish his words, his lips were blocked by a warm kiss.
Nan Sheng lifted his chin with one hand, hugged his neck with the other, lowered her head and kissed him.
She wanted to stuff all his lack of confidence, unhappiness, grievances, and humiliation in her throat.
Feeling the burning sensation from his lips, his fragile and collapsed emotions were finally greatly comforted, and a seed bloomed in the humble dust.
There was a huge emotion in his heart. The images in the dream were really terrible and tortured him all the time. After he woke up, he worried about gains and losses, wishing that the girl would be by his side every minute.
He suddenly changed from passive to active, and clasped the back of her head with his broad and slender palms, capturing her sweetness fiercely.
Nan Sheng clearly felt his strong arms hugging her tightly, as if he wanted to crush her into pieces and embed her into his body.
In order to appease his emotions, Nan Sheng responded with the same or more enthusiasm.
PS: Here I come! I am coming!
