him and her cat

Chapter 52
He paused, and said in a flat voice: "Play ranked."

"Played all night?" Shujia asked.

He was silent.

She frowned, because she was tired from vigil, and asked him in a hoarse voice: "Zhou Dang, can your body bear this?"

She no longer knew how many times she had asked him this question.

Zhou Dang didn't hesitate this time, and hummed quickly.

She wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by him.

"Why did you wake up so early?"

He seemed to have just remembered that normal people should still be asleep at this time.

Shujia didn't know if he hadn't recovered from what happened yesterday, or if he was angry that he stayed up all night again, anyway, he was very stuck.

She got up from the chair in the corridor and walked back and forth slowly, trying to relieve the uncomfortable feeling in her heart.

When Zhou Dang heard that she was silent, he asked in a low voice, "Why are you ignoring me?"

It seems that there is some grievance and doubt.

Shujia's heart suddenly went limp.

"I didn't ignore you."

At five o'clock in the morning, there were almost no people in the corridor of the hospital. Several nurses on duty leaned on the reception desk with tired expressions and whispered to each other.

Leaning sleepily against the wall, she said softly, "Could you tell me before you stay up late next time?"

After waiting for a while, there was no response.

Shujia sighed, before he could speak, he heard him say.

——"I want to come to you."

It rained for several days in a row in Shanghai, and it was foggy again early this morning.

She came out in a hurry last night, and she was still wearing a cotton nightdress with a large coat over it.

Shujia's hair was not tied up, so she put it down casually, and went to find him at the agreed place outside the hospital with only her mobile phone.

There was a bit of fog along the way, but the visibility was not very low.

Walking to the small river bridge next to the hospital, she saw his back from a few meters away.

With his back to her, he was wearing black short sleeves and trousers.

Shujia slowed down, approached him quietly, and stood behind him almost silently.

When he got closer, he realized that his short black hair, which was soft and smooth, was already a little wet.

I don't know how long I've been waiting here.

Shujia leaned close to his ear and called his name.

He turns around.

Shujia blinked.

He didn't speak, his eyes didn't know if he was too lazy to shift his gaze or something, but he just kept looking at her anyway.

The corners of Zhou Dang's eyes are slightly long, and they are not very conspicuous, but they seem to be very seductive.

Shujia laughed, stood on tiptoe, covered his face with his hands, and asked, "Is it cold?"

He stared at her face for a few seconds, finally reacted, and clasped her with his hands.

Zhou Dang's hand knuckles were straight, and his fingers were slender, easily encircling her entire wrist.

Shujia struggled a little, but found that she couldn't break free.

There was almost no gap between the two of them.

Their current posture looks like they are embracing from a distance, and they are very intimate.

Shujia was stunned.

Taking advantage of his height, he hugged Shujia in his arms while Shujia was still in a daze.

The movements are familiar and natural, as if they have been done thousands of times.

When I hugged her, I realized how thin she was.

Before Shujia recovered, he heard his voice close at hand: "Why are you molesting me?"

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, turned her face sideways, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said softly, "Now you are the one who teases me."

He has a big boy's unique, clean and direct smell.

Not strong.

Like his people, there is a kind of cool sweetness.

Zhou Dang did not refute, but hummed.

Shujia is not considered short, but compared with his height, 1.6 meters is relatively difficult.

"You are so tall, Zhou Dang."

With a soft voice, she sighed.

He tilted his head, as if thinking about it, and said, "Jiang Yuyu told me about it."

"what?"

Shujia was curious.

"The king of heaven covers the tiger, and the best book is 1.5 meters."

(End of this chapter)