moonlight lure

The person beside him obviously didn't understand his intention. He looked sideways and asked, "You have achieved your goal at that stage. What is your next goal in life?"

Under the dim light, the two looked at each other silently.

Ji Yanchen looked at her face quietly. After a while, he put away his gaze and said calmly: "The next goal is to perform well in front of my girlfriend and try to stay tonight."

Song Shiwei laughed when she heard this, but in the end she didn't resist him, and went back to the apartment alone after having dinner with him downstairs.

She went to the doorman's office and picked up a few bags, all of which were gifts delivered by express delivery after she went out at noon today.

When she got home, she put the things on the floor in the living room, took a shower first, and then sat on the carpet and unpacked them one by one.

The first gift was from Qi Sheng, a set of jewelry for children, and a greeting card with pictures and text: Happy birthday to the most beautiful aunt in the universe!

The two people in the painting are holding small hands. She is wearing the same princess dress as Qi Sheng, with a sparkling pink crown on her head. Song Shiwei looked down for a long time and couldn't help laughing.

After putting down the card, she opened the second box. This box was the heaviest. She opened the lid of the gift box. Inside was a set of cosmetics, expensive ladies' brands. Song Qingyu used them so lavishly when she lived in her house that her heart was bleeding.

There is no signature on the card in the box, only a few ugly words: Sister, thank you.

Song Shiwei's eyes dimmed slightly, and after a long time, he put the two cards together.

The next gift was a very sexy silk black nightgown and a bottle of perfume, with Yao Jiajia's name written on them at first glance.

Song Shiwei took off the cap of the perfume, lowered her eyes and sprayed a little on her wrist. The evening breeze drifted into the room through the half-opened window. The fragrant floral fragrance was mixed with a slightly cold texture, and the night was filled with a sultry ambiguity.

She put down the perfume, picked up the skirt, and at the same time discovered the third gift hidden underneath. Several square and beautifully packaged safety products with different functions were neatly posted at the bottom of the box. Those who owed it wrote at the bottom with a marker: Best tasting period, within three months from now.

Song Shiwei helplessly raised her forehead, hooked her lips and closed the box.

There are more and more packages on the legs, and the gift boxes on the table are getting thicker and thicker.

The last gift was a small bag, which was almost thrown away by Song Shiwei as garbage. She was a little tired and wanted to finish packing quickly and rest early. She tore open the paper bag and found a sapphire blue velvet gift box inside. After opening it, there was a platinum bracelet in the shape of a rose. Other than that, she didn't say anything.

Song Shiwei was unexpectedly stunned.

She once had a rose bracelet, which was given to her by her mother for her birthday one year. She wore it for many years, but it disappeared when she left Huping. She didn't know where it was thrown.

She had only told one person about it.

Although the bracelet in front of her was neither similar in shape nor style to the one she lost, she still took out her phone and opened the other party's WeChat. She wanted to say thank you, but suddenly she wasn't sure what the other person meant by sending this gift.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally put down the phone silently and closed the box with an unclear expression.

***

The next day, hospital.

Before daybreak, the nurse came in to draw blood from the person on the bed and put in new infusions.

Ji Yanchen went into the bathroom and washed his face. After watching him eat breakfast, he went downstairs to eat something. When he came back, Song Tang was sitting on the bedside reading the newspaper. His condition seemed much better than the previous day.

He sent a message to Song Shiwei to report the situation this morning. He picked up a fruit knife to peel an apple. The ward door suddenly opened from the outside, and a middle-aged woman in her fifties walked in quickly carrying a bag, her eyes fixed on The person on the hospital bed frowned and complained in a choked voice: "Old Song, what did you do? I've only been gone for two days, and you..."

Ji Yanchen was stunned for a moment and then silently exited the nursing room, sitting on a chair outside and continuing to peel the apple in his hand.

Song Tang took off his reading glasses to comfort her: "It's okay. The doctor said it's okay. Don't worry. Where is the green gum?"

Lin Man sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I went home to put my things away. I came directly from the airport."

The door of the room was ajar, but the two people inside did not suspect his identity, nor did they deliberately lower their voices when speaking. Ji Yanchen had no intention of snooping on other people's housework, and wanted to peel the apple and leave. However, before the two of them exchanged a few words, they quickly talked about the latest news: "Shi Wei has a new boyfriend?"

Song Tang was stunned and said in surprise: "How do you know?"

The other party said: "I heard from her aunt that she is a policeman and she was brought to the hospital yesterday."

Then she complained again, "Didn't Xiao Ming come to see you before? You didn't even try to persuade her."

Ji Yanchen's movements while holding the knife froze unexpectedly.

Song Tang sighed: "Young people have to make their own choices. How can I persuade them?"

Lin Man asked back: "Then she really wants to marry that policeman, do you support it?"

He sounded helpless: "I don't support it, and she doesn't listen to me."

Lin Man then said earnestly: "You still have to persuade her about this matter. How long has she been separated from Xiao Ming? Most likely, this is just a matter of anger. After all, they have been together for so long, and they have known each other since they were students. How can I say it’s cut off, just cut it off all at once.”

"And she and Xiao Ming talked for several years before bringing her home. She brought this one back just a few days after they met. Even if she's not out of anger, she's at least not so thoughtful and knowledgeable, right?"

Ji Yanchen lowered his eyes and looked at the apple in his hand, his expression unpredictable.

Song Tang pondered for a moment and then said: "Shi Wei is not the type to take advantage of herself."

Lin Man said disdainfully: "You, you don't know your daughter at all. She and Xiao Ming were already at the stage of talking about marriage before, and they suddenly broke up and found another one so quickly. Isn't this a replacement? What about Xiao Ming? Excellent, she is the deputy director at a young age, and she even bought a house in Chengdu on her own. She is down-to-earth and motivated, what else could she be dissatisfied with about this condition?"

"And to take a step back, even if this person has the same conditions as Xiao Ming, in the long run, a doctor will be much better than a policeman, right? It will make more money, and the risk will be lower. Marriage is not a relationship. Of course, she must choose someone who can make her live. Gotta be better!"

Song and Tang didn't refute for a long time. Ji Yanchen didn't listen anymore, got up and walked out of the ward.

He happened to meet Song Shiwei coming up in front of the elevator. She raised the bag in her hand and asked him with a smile: "I bought breakfast, have you eaten it?"

"I have already eaten."

He hugged her with one hand and whispered, "Auntie is here."

Song Shiwei was startled and put her arm down: "Then I won't go in, let's go back."

He asked: "Don't you have to go say hello?"

She shook her head: "No need. Just let her handle the follow-up matters after she comes back."

The two walked to the parking lot and noticed that the people next to them were a little quieter than yesterday. Song Shiwei raised her eyes to look at him and asked softly: "What's wrong?"

He held her hand and squeezed it hard, and raised the corners of his lips: "It's nothing, maybe I didn't sleep well."

She suggested: "Then I'll drive and you can rest."

Maybe he was really tired, so he didn't object and silently opened the passenger door.

Song Shiwei looked at his face silently, then got into the car and started the engine after a while.