To The Lovely You

   Hearing the movement outside the door, Luo Xiaomei and Li Minhao turned their heads at the same time...I saw a group of classmates carrying flowers and fruits and entered the ward one after another.

   Ke Jingheng was the first to walk. He took the flowers and fruits one by one and put them on the bedside table of the hospital bed. During this process, he kept his head down, not daring to look halfway in the direction of the hospital bed.

   Even so, the scene just before entering the door kept reappearing in his mind...

  Luo Xiaomei also lowered her eyes, not looking in his direction. She secretly exerted force and pulled her wrist out of Lee Min Ho's hand.

   Noticing her actions, Lee Minho's expression stiffened for a moment, but soon returned to his usual gentle and refined smile. He said to the classmates around the hospital bed: "Thank you for coming to see me..."

  Luo Yujun and He Chaoran stepped forward and gently tapped his arm twice: "How about you, have you had enough rest? When can I go back to class? I haven't played basketball with you for a long time..."

   "Come on... In a few days, I can be discharged from the hospital." Lee Min Ho pursed his lips, but his eyes fell on Ke Jingheng's lonely back.

   He knew his feelings for Luo Xiaomei, but... no matter what, he would not give her to him. Because she is the person he cherishes the most in this world.

   "Brother, let me wash an apple for you to eat!" Li Mengshan picked out the largest apple from the fruit basket. Just as she was about to leave, she was grabbed by Luo Xiaomei.

   "I'll come!" Luo Xiaomei smiled at her, took the apple in her hand, and walked out of the door of the ward.

Behind   , there were faint voices of classmates talking, but she didn't hear a word. She doesn't know what's wrong with her, hasn't she always wanted to be with Lee Minho? Now...they are finally together.

   After washing the apples, she just turned around the corner when she bumped into someone. There was a faint smell of grass on his body...

  Luo Xiaomei suddenly raised her head, and she was greeted by a pair of deep and beautiful eyes like a cartoon boy. It's just that there is endless loss and sadness in these eyes at this moment...

   "Yes... I'm sorry, but you're actually very good..." Luo Xiaomei lowered her head and said the words that have been pressing in her heart since just now.

   "I said, there's nothing to be sorry for." Ke Jingheng smiled bitterly, "I also said that you don't have to give me an answer. I just want to express my feelings..."

   Never expected to get a response.

  Luo Xiaomei's heart throbbed inexplicably: "Then...then I'll go back to the ward first."

   As she said that, she quickly walked past him with her head lowered, but he grabbed her wrist unexpectedly.

   She didn't dare to look back, only to hear his sad voice coming from behind: "If the person lying on the hospital bed was me now, would you be with me too?"

  Luo Xiaomei's small body trembled slightly, and after a long while he replied in a low voice, "No... this if."

   At a certain moment, she once thought - if Lee Min Ho was not injured, who would she choose?

   However, she soon forced herself not to think about it. Because, without this if.

  The world has been chaotic too much, she can no longer be entangled and sad about the non-existent if...

  The hallway of the hospital is gloomy, revealing a biting chill. Everyone had a solemn and sad expression on their faces, and several family members were crying heartbreakingly while supporting a mobile hospital bed.

  Luo Xiaoberry walked past them and suddenly felt a little want to cry. It turns out that sadness and sadness are also contagious...