trap rose

The sunlight outside the window shines through the curtains into the ward, and the air is filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

Occasionally, footsteps and conversations can be heard in the distant corridor, but in this quiet corner, there are only two people, Chen Meiqi and Wen Mian.

"Mianmian, do you know?" Chen Meiqi's voice was trembling, "When I heard the news that you had a car accident, my heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer. I can't imagine what I would become without you. Look."

She paused and seemed to be trying to calm down her emotions, "But you see, there are so many people around you who are caring about you and praying for you. This bouquet of carnations was sent by Liu Jinbo. He said that you had helped him. , he hopes you get better soon."

Chen Meiqi gently stroked Mianmian's hair, and the soft hair slipped through her fingertips.

"You must be strong and wake up soon. There are still too many beautiful things in this world waiting for you to experience, and there are too many people waiting for you to care and love."

The sunlight outside the window gradually rose, and the light in the ward became softer.

Chen Meiqi's eyes never left Mianmian's face, her eyes were full of expectations for the future.

"Mianmian, do you know?" Chen Meiqi spoke again, her voice firmer, "You have always been a hero in my heart, and your kindness and bravery are my eternal role models. I believe that no matter how difficult it is, You will persevere and overcome everything.”

She gently squeezed Wen Mian's hand, as if she wanted to convey her strength from the cold fingertips.

"You must hold on. I, as well as your family and friends, are all here to cheer you on. You must believe in yourself."

Then, Chen Meiqi's eyes fell on the carnations on the bedside. The bright flowers were even more dazzling in the sun.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and Chen Meiqi sat quietly on the chair, guarding Mianmian.

Outside the window, the clouds were dyed a light golden yellow, and the sunlight slanted in the ward, casting a golden glow on everything here.

Suddenly, Wen Mian's fingers seemed to move.

Although the movement was extremely subtle, Chen Meiqi noticed it immediately.

Her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and her eyes were fixed on Mianmian's face.

"Mianmian?" she asked softly, her voice full of excitement and nervousness.

Mianmian's eyelids twitched slightly, as if responding to Miss Wen's call.

Chen Meiqi's tears couldn't stop falling.

She gently stroked Mianmian's face, and the once familiar and firm lines now seemed extremely soft.

"Mianmian, are you awake?" Chen Meiqi's voice was trembling, "You know, we are all worried about you, your friends, and those you have helped, we all hope you will get better soon. "

Miss Wen held Mianmian's hand tightly, and the carnations outside the window swayed gently in the breeze, as if they were dancing for Mianmian's awakening.

The fragrance of the bouquet of carnations floats in the air, and its color is like the awakening vitality of cotton, full of vitality.

But now Wen Mian can only make some subtle reactions and cannot fully wake up.

She soon fell asleep again.

But things are better than before.

Chen Meiqi immediately told Pei Zhiyao and Gu Zichen the news.

"Guess what? Mianmian...she moved her fingers!"