Net King Whale Fall

By the time the nurse put the needle in, it was already getting very late, so Sanada Ling called a car and asked Ah Da to go back first, so he could rest for the night, so it wouldn't hurt anything.

"Go back first. I'll sleep in bed with you for the night. Come back tomorrow morning."

Ah Da agreed that the hospital would not allow too many people to stay, especially in their ward, so he visited several times.

Fortunately, we were transferred to a single room, and Atobe Keigo was the only one in the ward. If we shared a room, we wouldn't have slept at all tonight.

Sanada Ling turned off the big lights in the room, leaving only a side light beside the bed, and she still had to look at the infusion bottle.

After all the hard work, Sanada Ling was no longer sleepy. She sat aside and thought, not even playing Xiaoxiaole anymore.

Atobe Keigo noticed Sanada Ling's expression and coughed repressedly, as if he was deliberately trying to attract attention.

There was hot water in the corridor of the hospital, so Sanada Ling took some disposable water cups and said, "Let it cool before drinking."

Just as he was about to sit back down again, Atobe Keigo raised his hand and took Sanada Ling's wrist. He didn't say anything and just kept his posture motionless.

Sanada Ling tugged on it but didn't pull it away. Her hands were trembling but she couldn't let go.

Sanada Ling admitted it. After such a long time, she asked from the bottom of her heart, "Keigo, what do you want?"

Atobe Keigo looked deeply at Sanada Ling, his sea-blue eyes seemed to contain all the emotions. He put everything he wanted to say in his eyes, and it was difficult not to let others notice.

Sanada Ling was helpless and pinched the root of her nose with her other hand.

Atobe Keigo was very calm at this time, and only the sound of his gradually accelerating heartbeat could tell his state of mind at this moment.

"I want you to love me."

"You love me on a deeper level than just liking me."

"I want you not to feel resentful towards me when you think about the past in the future."

"I want to go hand in hand with you."

At the end, Atobe Keigo said heartily, "I love you, I love you very much, and I can't accept your leaving or giving up."

Does Sanada Ling know these things?

She knew it, and she couldn't say it was exactly right, but she understood Atobe Keigo's intentions.

Atobe Keigo raised his head from the hospital bed, but his arms did not have any support. This posture was actually very strenuous. After a while, his neck would become stiff and trembling. If no one helped him, he would lean over. Of course, this would be fine. It's just that this is an answer.

Sanada Ling was silent for too long, and Atobe Keigo felt like he couldn't breathe smoothly for so long. A thin layer of sweat formed on Atobe Keigo's forehead. He was holding his breath and unwilling to give up. His eyes became more and more fierce, but there was a panic deep in his eyes that even he himself was not aware of.

Finally, Sanada Ling reached out and clasped the back of Atobe Keigo's neck, pinching him twice to show him not to be too nervous.

Atobe Keigo's eyes immediately turned red, "Say something and give me an answer."

Sometimes Sanada Ling wonders, is she really not showing off at all? Why does Atobe Keigo always look so insecure?

Sometimes explanation may not be helpful, and it is more appropriate to express it through actions.

Sanada Ling leaned forward and kissed her, and a murmur came from the kiss, "You."

I really lost to you.

Atobe Keigo's hand didn't know when to let go, and instead hugged Sanada Ling's neck, exerting pressure to make the person closer to him.

This is really not a very good environment, with a small ward, a strong smell of disinfectant, and a hint of a bathroom smell.

But Atobe Keigo's usual fussy and picky nature seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and he had already forgotten his surroundings.

Maybe it was too long between the kisses, or maybe there was some other deeper reason.

In short, when Sanada Ling felt that she was almost done and tilted her head to take a breath, she was pulled back by Atobe Keigo within two seconds. His arm was tightly clasped on her shoulders, making Sanada Ling unable to straighten up.

Even though there were countless more cuts on the tip of his tongue and the smell of blood filled his mouth, Atobe Keigo was reluctant to let go.

Seeing that something was wrong, Sanada Ling inserted her fingers into the thin quilt, pinched the soft flesh around Atobe Keigo's waist, and rotated it 180 degrees.

I really couldn't bear it any longer. Atobe Keigo let out a sigh of relief, his face turned grim for a moment, "It hurts so much."

Sanada Ling ignored him, that's right.

Her attention was on the hand where Keigo Atobe was getting the infusion, but luckily the injection didn't get lost.

The pain returned, and Atobe Keigo leaned over again. No matter how dim the light was, you could still see the joy in the corners of his eyes and brows, "Ling."

Sanada Ling put a finger on his forehead and pushed him back, "Don't act like a baby." De Xing. (End of chapter)