Yu Changle suddenly felt the hand hugging her behind her tighten, and his whole body pressed tightly against Meng Jiuan's solid chest.
The thin material of the clothes allowed Meng Jiuan's hot body temperature to continuously pass through. Listening to the obviously accelerated heartbeat in his chest, her heartbeat couldn't help but follow the rhythm.
Meng Jiu'an was already a little dizzy at this time. He didn't expect that his rescue action would make him sink deeper. The unprecedented warmth and softness in his chest seemed to melt him. The strength in his hands gradually increased unconsciously, as if he wanted to Rub Yu Changle's whole body into his body.
"hiss--"
Yu Changle's soft cry was like a basin of cold water that instantly woke Meng Jiu'an up. He immediately let go of his arm:
"I'm sorry, did it hurt you?"
Seeing his nervous look, Yu Changle smiled and narrowed his eyes, with a rare naughty tone in his tone:
"Why do you apologize so often? It makes me look like a bad person. I didn't bully you."
Hearing the intimacy in Yu Changle's tone, Meng Jiu'an was overjoyed and could only grin. His wife was finally not speaking strictly to him!
Seeing how silly he was, Yu Changle couldn't help but also pursed his lips and laughed.
At this time, Zhang Siyuan, who was passing by outside the ward, heard the movement in the ward and glanced curiously through the door frame glass.
Ho! It turns out that the young couple reconciled again!
He just said that the couple was arguing at the end of the bed, not to mention that in his opinion, Meng Jiuan was probably a wife slave!
Yu Changle still asked the questions in his heart:
"Dr. Zhang said that he put you into the intensive care unit on the day you left?"
Meng Jiu'an nodded. If it weren't for Zhang Siyuan's generosity that allowed him to meet Yu Changle, his days in the army would have been extremely difficult.
"Did you... say something to me?" Yu Changle asked tentatively.
Meng Jiu'an looked calm, looking at Yu Changle with eyes full of affection:
"I have said a lot, and I have endless things to say to you. Now, you can sit in front of me properly, and I can slowly tell you the unfinished words."
Meng Jiu'an's rare emotional words were like a warm current flowing delicately and silently into Yu Changle's empty heart, gathering into a pool of warm water to nourish her barren inner world.
Yu Changle looked at him steadily, seeing deep love and sincerity in his eyes, and she made up her mind.
"Actually...I heard everything you said."
"I want to tell you, my answer is..."
"good."
Meng Jiu'an instantly understood what she meant, and was so excited that he wished he could hug her into his arms again, and quickly confirmed:
"You mean, promise me we won't divorce, right?"
"Um!"
Yu Changle nodded solemnly. At this moment, she no longer doubted Meng Jiu'an's feelings for her, and decided not to dwell on some details that could never be proven. She only needed to know that Meng Jiu'an loved her, that was enough.
What's more, she finally understood her own heart. It turned out that Meng Jiu'an, the "nail house", had quietly moved in at some point.
Meng Jiu'an could no longer hold back the excitement in his heart. He mustered up the courage to hug Yu Changle again, but this time his movements were particularly gentle and careful.
Yu Changle also leaned on his chest particularly docilely, enjoying the rare inner peace at this moment.
The two cuddled together for a while. Yu Changle thought of something and suddenly said:
"You have given me your monthly living expenses. Where can you find the money to find a craftsman?"
Meng Jiu'an, who was still immersed in sweetness just now, tensed up his back and felt his mouth was dry, so he answered bravely:
"...Before I married you, I saved some savings, but I forgot to give it to you..."
"Excluding the money for hiring the craftsman, there are still two hundred and eighty yuan left. I'll give it all to you."
"I will never save private money again, don't be angry!"
Yu Changle wanted to laugh when she heard it. Did she forget or was she worried that she would be in trouble if she handed it over? She didn't want to pursue it, but she wanted to live together in the future, so she couldn't be on guard against each other.
"Keep your money for yourself. There is no time for personal interactions, socializing, and entertainment. But remember to pay your monthly living expenses on time!"
Yu Changle's tone was brisk and he didn't look angry at first glance.
With the money she earns from her current clothing store every day, she still needs Meng Jiuan's thirty yuan a month living expenses. She just thinks that this is Meng Jiuan's love and contribution to their small family, and his contribution cannot be measured simply by the size of the number. .
Seeing that he had passed the test of being a daughter-in-law so easily, Meng Jiuan still refused to agree, so he nodded quickly:
"That's for sure, but it's really useless for me to hold this money, and I don't have many human connections. You can use it to build a house!"
One doesn't want to accept it, the other has to give it.
In Meng Jiu'an's view, Yu Changle's refusal to accept the money must have meant that he had not completely forgiven him, and he would feel uneasy if he refused.
Yu Changle had no choice but to accept the two hundred and eighty yuan in order to reassure him.
...
With the nourishment of love, Yu Changle's wounds are getting better day by day.
Today is the day Yu Changle is discharged from the hospital, and it is also the last day Meng Jiuan takes leave. He plans to send Yu Changle back to the clothing store to settle down before returning to the army.
It happened to be the weekend, so Yu Changxi rushed over from school early. Seeing that her sister was recovering so well, she was very happy and excitedly shared many interesting things about the university campus with Yu Changle.
Yu Changle was very pleased to see that he had become much more cheerful after only one week at school, and she was even more determined to help Cuicui change her destiny by taking the college entrance examination.
Yu Changxi took the initiative to carry the packed bags, while Meng Jiuan carefully supported Yu Changle. The two of them are different from the past, and this kind of contact has become as natural as an old couple.
Even the stupid boy Yu Changxi noticed the unusual atmosphere between the two, but he was happy to see it work, so naturally he would not point it out foolishly.
As soon as she walked out of the building of the inpatient department, the dazzling sunlight dazzled Yu Changle's eyes. She suddenly felt dizzy. She quickly stopped and closed her eyes, leaning her weight on Meng Jiu'an.
Meng Jiu'an noticed something was wrong and quickly held her in his arms and asked with concern:
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want to go back to the ward and let the doctor take another look?"
Yu Changle shook his head and opened his eyes after a moment:
"It's okay. I guess I haven't been active for too long. I just need to take a walk."
Meng Jiu'an was still worried. He frowned and wanted to reach out and hug Yu Changle.
Yu Changle clapped his hands in a hurry, what are you doing! Didn't you see Chang Xi watching from the side? So not ashamed!
Yu Changxi saw the two people's little moves and smiled happily.
Meng Jiuan, who had always been obedient, rarely acted domineeringly in front of Yu Changle:
"Either you carry me or you don't hug me, you choose one!"
