The breeze does not pass me by

Liang Chan was slightly stunned, knowing that the reward he wanted was not something good, so she said to him from left to right: "Hurry up, the food is going to be cold."

Jiang Qishu relied on himself as a wounded patient, and Liang Chan had been obedient to him recently, so he could easily push forward, poked the rice, and whispered: "I don't have an appetite."

Liang Chan wasn't fooled: "If you don't have an appetite, drink some soup first."

"Liang Xiaochan, did you do it on purpose?" Jiang Qishu's black hair grew long, and the ends of his hair were brushed at the end of his eyebrows, almost covering his eyes. He said in a tone, "Forget it, I will forcefully eat a few bites."

In the past, Chen Xiaoyin said that Liang Chan's "shortcoming" was that she was too soft-hearted, and being soft-hearted meant being manipulated easily.

She was right, Liang Chan did.

She couldn't see Jiang Qishu's pitiful appearance, especially his head was bandaged and his right leg was wrapped in plaster and could not move.She asked in a soft tone: "Then what reward do you want? Let's make it clear that it can't be too much."

Jiang Qishu held back a smile: "You said it."

Liang Chan felt a little regretful, he almost stuck the words "bad intentions" on his forehead in a suppressed smile.

"I want you to kiss me." Jiang Qishu was afraid of being rejected, so he immediately added, "This request is not too much."

The first and only time she took the initiative to kiss him was the night of his birthday.Because he didn't reveal his birthday in advance, she didn't have time to prepare a gift, so he asked her for a kiss as a birthday present, and she said yes.That was also the first kiss between them.

Liang Chan had expected that the reward he wanted was related to this aspect, so there was no surprise on her face, only calmness.A closer look reveals that her calmness is disguised, and underneath it lies shyness.

After a long time, Liang Chan made a request: "You...you close your eyes."

Being stared at by him, she was about to burn spontaneously.

Jiang Qishu closed his eyes obediently, his thick black eyelashes trembling slightly.The temperature in the room is suitable. He is wearing a loose blue and white striped hospital gown. After all, he has undergone an operation. Even if it is well taken care of, he is still a little thinner than before. The unbuttoned collar reveals his bony collarbone.

His lips were pursed lightly, his neck was slightly tilted, and his sexy Adam's apple slid, every part of him revealed his expectation.

It was just a kiss, and Liang Chan didn't understand why he was so nervous, sweating from his tightly clenched palms.As if doing something bad, getting closer, only two centimeters from the tip of his nose, you can feel his scorching breath, entangled with her exhaled breath, causing the temperature-controlled ward to gradually heat up.

The two lips were touching, and it was hard to tell who trembled first, but Jiang Qishu couldn't bear it first, and clasped the back of her head with his hand, deepening the kiss.

After the end, neither of them opened their mouths to speak, allowing the silence to spread.

Until there was a crisp knock on the door, Liang Chan was a little startled, and with a guilty conscience, she lowered her head and straightened her hair and clothes, then got up and went to open the door.

The nurse who made the rounds poked her head in, smiled and said, "I'm eating."

Jiang Qishu glanced over Liang Chan's face, saw her shyness, smiled slightly, and replied to the nurse: "Yeah, my sister came really early today."

"It's okay." The nurse performed a routine inspection and filled out the medical record. She remembered an anecdote circulating among the nurses. It was related to Jiang Qishu, so she told him as a joke, "Do you know? You just woke up from anesthesia I was talking nonsense that day."

Jiang Qishu, who had just finished measuring his blood pressure, was startled and had a bad feeling: "I won't say something shocking to the world, will I?"

Liang Chan was also aroused by the words, waiting for the nurse to reveal the answer.

The nurse smiled and said, "You keep talking about candied haws. The nurse who heard it told you to tell your family members when you are well. Hey, did you eat candied haws? "

Sugar-coated haws?

Liang Chan's memory rewinds back to the day when Jiang Qishu's accident happened. When he was crossing the road, he stopped the car and bought her a bunch of candied haws.She likes to eat strawberries, so he bought strawberries wrapped in crunchy syrup, and every strawberry on a skewer was bright red and plump.He couldn't wait to wave to her across the road, as if to say, you'll be able to eat it soon.

But something happened, the string of candied haws was crushed by the tires into a sticky, unidentified mass, like plasma.

She didn't expect that Jiang Qishu was unconscious after undergoing anesthesia and surgery, and he still remembered the bunch of candied haws that she didn't eat.

Liang Chan excused herself to go to the toilet and left the ward in a hurry.

She didn't go far, leaning against the wall outside the ward, her drooping eyelashes were a little wet.The wholehearted preference she had been longing for all along, turned out to be within easy reach.

She too loves to cry.Liang Chan raised her sleeves to wipe away her tears, and couldn't help thinking.

When she recovered her emotions and returned to the ward, the nurse had already left. Jiang Qishu was eating obediently, eating a piece of beef with his cheeks puffed up. He looked at her and said, "It's really delicious."

*
After Jiang Qishu was discharged from the hospital, he couldn't stay at home for a day and insisted on going back to school.He missed too many courses, and was devastated every day looking at the homework sent out in the class.

Xu Qian and Jiang Zhengyuan couldn't hold back him, so after weighing, they got him a wheelchair and asked his roommate to take care of him in class.After the day's class, they drove him home to live.He has a plaster cast on his leg, and the bed in the school dormitory needs to be climbed up and down, which is really inconvenient.

Having lunch in the cafeteria, Liang Chan went to visit him after class.

In the past, Jiang Qishu was a famous figure in school, and he would attract attention wherever he went. Now he is in a wheelchair, and it is difficult for people to ignore him. Wherever he sits, he is the focus.

Liang Chan sat down beside him under the pressure of being surrounded by people: "Is it convenient for you to go to class?"

After Jiang Qishu was discharged from the hospital, his hair was cut shorter than ever before, almost equivalent to an inch.Without the cover of the hairstyle, the contours of the face and facial features are displayed to the greatest extent, with sharp brows and sharp eyes, less gentleness and a little more hostility that is not easy to provoke.

However, as soon as he spoke, he was exposed. He was still the sunny and smiling Jiang Qishu: "Don't mention it, it's better that the teaching building has an elevator. Some classes are held in lecture theaters. Li Aoran and the others seem to be carrying sedan chairs." They took turns lifting me up and knocked me to death."

Liang Chan could imagine that scene, and couldn't help laughing.

At this time, Li Aoran and the others came over with the dinner tray, and just heard his words, they frowned, and were unhappy: "Do you have a conscience, Brother Shu, if we become bearers and we don't get any benefits, we will be scolded. He tapped Jiang Qishu with his fingers in the air, and turned his head to complain to Liang Chan, "Do you think this person is not grateful at all?"

Liang Chan didn't speak, but rolled her eyes when she saw Jiang Qishu.

In order to retaliate against Jiang Qishu for complaining about them, after the afternoon class ended, Jiang Zhengyuan was temporarily unable to pick up Jiang Qishu because of something, and Xu Qian was also not free, so Li Aoran pushed Jiang Qishu to wander around the campus.

Uncle Jiang Qishu sat in a wheelchair with his legs on the pedals: "Where are you taking me?"

"Don't you know the way to the school?" Li Aoran snorted coldly.

Lin Hao and Liang Bin, who followed behind, laughed so hard that their shoulders kept shaking.

Li Aoran pushed Jiang Qishu to the basketball court, stopped, and then yelled leisurely, several boys who had played together before flocked to him.

The whistle blew, and a group of boys played basketball enthusiastically under the setting sun.

Jiang Qishu, a basketball lover, could only sit on the sidelines and stare blankly.He gritted his teeth, Li Aoran only used this trick.Before he was still in the hospital, Li Aoran would send short videos of them playing basketball every now and then, but now it got worse and pushed him to watch the live version.

Jiang Qishu crossed his arms, his eyebrows and eyes became sharper with anger.

He watched for a while, with itchy hands and feet, eager to go up and replace the forward who couldn't shoot.

After half the game, Li Aoran's hair was drenched with sweat and dripping with water. He pointed his middle finger at Jiang Qishu who was outside the court, and said provocatively, "How is it, Brother Shu, it's okay to stand up and take a few steps."

Jiang Qishu clenched his cheeks, didn't talk at all, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and asked Liang Chan for comfort.

Jiang Qishu: "I'm on the basketball court."

Jiang Qishu: "Li Aoran and the others bullied me."

Li Aoran strode forward with his hands on his hips, bowed and leaned in front of him, and saw Jiang Qishu's phone that he hadn't had time to put away.The two lines on the screen were a WeChat message sent to Liang Chan, and her teeth chattered from the soreness.