moonlight lure

Ji Yanchen stood beside the bed and unpacked the new mobile phone he bought in the morning. Song Shiwei glanced at another slightly smaller box next to the mobile phone box and was a little surprised: "Smart watch?"

"The kid in the next bed has it, so our kid can't lose."

He rubbed the top of her hair and sat down on the chair. "In the future, if she falls clumsily, she will have more protection."

Song Shiwei pursed her lips and flipped through the accessories he bought. She couldn't help but joke: "Officer Ji is really generous. He only bought three watch straps."

He lowered his head and fiddled with the startup settings, and said casually, "I see you usually wear a lot of clothes in these colors."

Song Shiwei was slightly startled when she heard this reason. She looked at the three black and white watch straps in her hand. They were indeed the colors of her wardrobe.

He raised his head and handed the phone to her: "I can't get your phone back. There's a spare card inserted in it. I'll reissue your original number after you're discharged from the hospital."

She nodded, leaned against the bed and logged into WeChat first. After the receiving circle at the top rotated for a long time, a long list of messages with red dots came out: [Zhou Ran: Sister Shi Wei, grapevine, here. The prosecutor general who inspected also knows about your incident, and the leaders are very supportive of you after understanding what happened! (I also support you 嘤嘤TAT)]

[Yao Jiajia: Xiaowei, Captain Ji is a capable person. He performed well this time. I voted for him first. You need to take a good rest first. I will go to the hospital to see you tomorrow, okay! ]

[Gu Wan: Sister Shi Wei, I learned some of the circumstances of this incident from Captain Yuan. The public opinion on the Internet has been too misled and went astray. Do you want to speak up and explain? I can ask some friends in the media to help. ]

[Song Qingyu: Why can’t you get through on the phone? No one at home? What happened to you? Please reply quickly!!]

[Song Qingyu: missed call]

[Song Qingyu: missed call]

[Song Qingyu: missed call]

Song Shiwei lowered her eyes and looked at the missed calls on her phone. After a moment, she replied in the input box: It's okay.

After a pause, she deleted it and typed a few more words: [There was an accident and it has been resolved. ]

Half a minute later, the young man called quickly. He tried his best to suppress his resentment and asked aggrievedly: "What accident? Sister Jiajia said you disappeared because you answered my call. Where have you been for such a long time?"

Song Shiwei had a headache and rubbed her forehead: "Don't listen to her nonsense."

The volume on the other end of the receiver was lowered, and the person became more and more impatient: "But you did disappear for two days and one night! The phone couldn't be reached and no one was home! Do you know how anxious this makes people?"

"I ran into a little trouble, and it had nothing to do with your phone call."

Song Shiwei patiently coaxed him for a while and then hung up the phone. The person sitting on the chair next to the bed who had watched the whole process commented calmly: "Your brother is quite similar to you."

Song Shiwei raised her eyes and glanced at him: "How do you look like me?"

She would not call others and yell like Song Qingyu.

Ji Yanchen was quiet for a moment and said, "Sensitive."

Song Shiwei was startled after hearing this.

It seems that is indeed the case.

Her relationship with Song and Tang has always been tense. Song Qingyu seems to be an adolescent boy with a bad temper, but in the past few years, he has actually played the role of mediator and mediator between her and Song and Tang silently more than once in the past few years.

Yao Jiajia just said it casually, but he should really take it to heart. And based on his temperament, it is very likely that he did not tell Song and Tang, but came to her house alone to find her, anxious, regretful, and self-blame.

However, her sensitivity is due to the fact that her parents separated early and later moved around and depended on others. He grew up doted on and lacked everything. What was the reason for his sensitivity?

Because of her?

Song Shiwei put down her phone and stared at the screen blankly until it went off.

The person next to me observed the words and asked in a low voice: "Would you like to take a rest?"

Her body still felt a little painful and tired after even a little movement. Song Shiwei collected her thoughts and nodded: "Okay."

Ji Yanchen helped her lie down and rubbed her calf with his big hands. The strength was just right and the temperature was warm and comfortable.

Song Shiwei lay on her side on the pillow and quietly looked at the faint circle of darkness under his eyes. After a moment, she said softly: "Go back." From last night to now, he was more tired than her and had less rest than her.

Ji Yanchen raised his eyes: "Then what should you do?"

"I can take care of myself, it's just a little slow." She repeated, "You can go home and rest."

He refused with a straight face: "Please don't deprive me of my right to express myself, Prosecutor Song."

Song Shiwei raised the corners of her lips and stretched out her hand to rub his chin, as if an owner was praising a large dog: "You've done well. I'll reward you with a half-day rest and come back tomorrow."

"I do not go."

He buried his face in her hand and rubbed it twice, and said gloomily, "You promised me last time that you would never chase me away again."

This is not the same thing.

Song Shiwei laughed helplessly, and finally compromised and said, "It's up to you, I'm going to sleep."

He nodded obediently: "Okay, I'll stay with you."

Song Shiwei closed her eyes, and within half a minute she couldn't bear the heat on her face: "Don't stare at me."

She turned her back to him and pulled up the quilt to cover the back of her head. After all, her body was still in the repairing stage. After eating and drinking enough, her body and mind took off her guard and returned to a safe state. Fatigue soon came over her.

The person behind her leaned on the chair and looked at her for a long time, the lingering look in her black eyes like an invisible net, gently wrapping her in the hot light and shadow of midsummer.

When the man outside the door saw this scene, he turned around and left the ward. There were faint signs of cracks in the gentle appearance on his gentle face.

He threw the white bouquet in his hand into the trash can with cold eyes. A nurse walked towards him in the corridor. When she saw him, she greeted him familiarly:

"Dr. Ming, do you want to see a friend?"

When Song Shiwei woke up, it was already dark outside the window.

The lights in the room were bright, Ji Yanchen was still asleep, his tall body curled up on the edge of the bed, his handsome face full of weariness.

She lowered her eyes and looked at him quietly for a long time, her eyes slowly moving from the side of his face to the side of his neck, then to his arms and palms.

His palms were large, and years of training had left a rough callus on them.

But even with this layer of protection, the black blood stains on his palms were still visible. If you look closely, there were many irregular small cuts around him, as if they were injured by sharp leaves. The only scene she could imagine was him clinging to a thorny vine, putting all his weight on it as he struggled to climb.

Could his injuries have been caused while looking for her?

Song Shiwei was a little lost in thought and raised her hand to gently cover his face.

He woke up almost at the same moment when her fingertips touched his chin, closed his eyes and kissed her hand in a daze, and asked vaguely: "Would you like some water?"

She nodded, and her voice was indeed hoarse when she spoke: "Okay."

Song Shiwei sat up against the head of the bed, took the warm water from him, and ate some fruit.

She had a poor appetite, so he went to the cafeteria to eat dinner by himself. When he came back, he bought a sandwich from a convenience store outside and asked her, "Would you like to go out for some air?"