To The Lovely You

   In the infirmary, Su Rou Rou lay upright on the bed, her big eyes no longer the same as before, she just stared at the ceiling in a daze.

  Luo Yichen just left, are you angry? Are you going to ignore her?

   In the past, she never worried about such a problem. Because no matter what quarrel, no matter how angry he is, he will eventually come to her to talk to.

  But this time, he looked more angry than ever before, and it seemed more than just angry...

  Su Rourou sighed several times in a row, she had a hunch—this time, he would never come to her like he did in the past...

  He Xiaojie sat beside her bed and kept stuffing things into her mouth. On the table, the food that she had brought back for Su Rou Rou's dinner had been wiped out by her.

   As she ate, she frowned and said, "Oh, no, I can't eat any more! Save some for Rourou."

  Lan Xi'er shook her head helplessly: "Xiaojie, you really only have 'a little' left..."

   What else did the two of them say, Su Rourou didn't hear a word...

   That night, Su Rou Rou lay on the hospital bed and waited for a long time, looking through the glass door of the ward from time to time to find the back that made her feel familiar and reassuring.

   However, to her disappointment, Luo Yichen never showed up.

   The hospital at night was very quiet and deserted, and every breath of air I took in was cold and biting.

   Lan Xier and He Xiaojie originally wanted to stay with her, but she politely rejected their kindness.

   At this time, she needs to be alone and quiet for a while.

   A person was in a daze for a long time, and the things that happened to them from childhood to adulthood always appeared in their minds unconsciously. Those little things that she didn't care about in the past were now vividly reappearing in her mind like a movie.

   She still remembered that when she first visited his house, he wore a white shirt and walked down the spiral staircase gracefully and slowly, like a little prince in a fairy tale.

   She was only three years old that year, and she didn't know that the prince in her life had come to her in the dark.

   Their fate, from that moment on, was like two vines that stretched out, getting longer and tighter with the long years...

  Unconsciously, tears wet the pillow. Su Rourou wiped away her tears, took out her phone and sent Luo Yichen a WeChat message.

  【I have nothing to do with Ke Shaoze, really. 】

   But unlike any time in the past, she waited for a long, long time without any reply from Luo Yichen.

   Only then did she realize that when she texted him in the past, he always replied immediately in the next second - although the content of the reply might not be very long.

   Over time, she gradually got used to his prompt reply, and even sometimes she didn't rush to read even after texting, but was busy reading comics or something.

   Because she knew, he must have replied. Whether she sees it or not, the text message is there anyway. It's not too late to watch when you have time...

  Su Rourou didn't know how long she held the phone and waited until she finally fell asleep leaning on the pillow wet with tears...

   But in her dream, she finally waited for Luo Yichen...

   She dreamed that under the moonlight, the door of the infirmary was gently opened a crack. Immediately afterwards, the person she had been waiting for appeared outside the slowly opening door.