After My Ex-Boyfriend’s White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Chapter Seventy

On the weekend, Xie Ning met Song Qingqing.

In the past few days, he has been in the hospital for food and lodging, and he hasn't stepped out of the ward for almost a step except for the next time he went down to buy household utensils.

The single room in Zone V has a large space, and there is an extra camp bed for people who accompany the night to sleep. It was previously used by Uncle Zhong to sleep, but it has recently become Xie Ning's bed.

The camp bed is so narrow and small that a big man will lie down and fill it up. If he rolls over, his elbow will easily hit the railing next to him.

"This bed is too hard, and it's uncomfortable to fall asleep." Uncle Zhong wanted to move Xie Ning another bed.

Xie Ning did not agree.

When there were too many people coming in and out, he was afraid of disturbing Father Xie.

And it makes no difference to any bed for a person with insomnia.

When Zhuang Yan was away, Xie Ning's insomnia relapsed. At night, he always had trouble sleeping. He looked at the sky outside the window and felt unexplainably lost.

Sometimes he would hold Father Xie's hand, whisper something, and then stared at the sleepy appearance of Father Xie in a daze.

After looking at it for a while, he took out his mobile phone and opened the message Zhuang Yan had sent him. At the bottom were two sentences "Good night".

One sentence from Zhuang Yan and one sentence from him.

But he sent good night, but didn't fall asleep.

The light on the mobile phone screen dimmed because no one was operating for a long time, and Xie Ning was lost for a moment.

He wanted to talk to Zhuang Yan, but he didn't want to disturb him.

Zhuang Yan should be asleep by now, he thought.

Xie Ning hasn't slept well for several days, but eats three meals a day on time, and will take a picture of Zhuang Yan every time he eats.

But nine out of ten times, I couldn't help vomiting up after eating.

Uncle Zhong frowned, but he had no choice but to comfort himself that he was still willing to eat, how could he absorb a little.

Song Qingqing was shocked when she saw him.

His face was pale, he was thin, and his eyes were faintly blue, and his pierced appearance made Song Qingqing almost missed him at first sight.

But his expression was calm again, as if there were no waves, and when he saw Song Qingqing he nodded gently at her.

Song Qingqing was brought by Xia Wan. If it were the usual, Xie Ning would have to give Xia Wan a cold face.

There was no reaction today, and when his gaze crossed Xia Wan's face, it was also light.

Xia Wan felt that such Xie Ning was even more unfamiliar and made her more uncomfortable.

During the day, everyone has affairs to be busy. The two brothers Xie Zun and Xie Jing discussed and decided to visit the hospital the next night. The two were separated, and they would do their best to be filial.

Xie Ning is the only exception. He has taken root in the hospital and refuses to take a step. No one can persuade him.

The elder mother Su Jinyan whispered again in private, and Xie Ning didn't even give her a look this time.

She really made her son be a filial son and grandson in front of the hospital bed like Xie Ning. She was unwilling to say: "They have their own affairs to be busy, so there is so much time. Unlike him, don’t care about company matters, just sit Just take the bonus."

These various trivial matters have been unable to cause any waves in Xie Ning's heart.

He seemed to have gone back to the past, hiding himself in a sealed transparent bottle, separated from everyone by a thick layer of glass.

He has nothing to ask for now, nothing else to want, only hope that Mr. Xie can wake up safely.

"Why are you..." Song Qingqing just started speaking, then paused, frowning and retracting the words behind.

Fortunately, Xie Ning did not reject her, pointed at the chair next to her, and motioned Song Qingqing to sit down.

The two sat quietly for a while. Song Qingqing said in a low voice, "Aunt Xia Wan asked me to persuade you. She is a little worried. You are like this... are you okay?"

Xie Ning paused when he heard the words, but only shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Song Qingqing was still thinking about how to open the topic, Xie Ning added: "Thank you."

"What?" Song Qingqing was taken aback.

Xie Ning said, "Thank you for visiting my grandpa, and thank you for caring about me."

Song Qingqing looked at him, bent her eyes and smiled: "May I tell you about Zhuang Yan?"

Xie Ning's gaze turned to Song Qingqing subconsciously.

Song Qingqing said, "You should know, I have studied abroad and Zhuang Yan is my senior."

Xie Ning replied: "I know."

Song Qingqing said, "Then are you interested in his experience abroad? I can tell you."

Xie Ning's eyes slowly brightened and said, "Interested."

Song Qingqing quietly breathed a sigh of relief and began to recall the past.

"We overseas Chinese students are more or less excluded from abroad, so we also have a small group. I met Senior Zhuang Yan from there. Speaking of which, my friend said when I introduced him, don’t look at him. He is handsome, but in fact he has a bad temper and a cold personality. He doesn't like to talk to people, saying that they rarely invite him."

"Then someone smiled next to him, indicating that he was invited and ignored."

Xie Ning thought for a while: "It's what he will do."

"Later I found out that although many Chinese people said they did not like him, they would be called to him every time there was a party. On the contrary, some foreign students were faintly afraid of him." Song Qingqing then recalled, "asked him." Later, I learned that it was because he had fought with foreign students. He was helping an introverted and often bullied school girl. Those foreign students were tall, but they weren’t able to take up the fight. What's cheap, I didn't dare to bully it too much later."

"So he is actually very much loved by Chinese compatriots at school. Many people have expressed their admiration for him, expressly or implicitly, and even foreign students-in fact they are the most enthusiastic, but he has never looked at anyone differently. , We will gossip in private about who can successfully attack him, and even bet on it, but unfortunately everyone lost in the end."

Xie Ning couldn't help but interject: "All lost?"

"Yes." Song Qingqing glanced at him, "He didn't accept anyone until graduation. Girls were rejected a lot. Some people suspected that he liked men, but the boys who confessed failed."

When she said this, she shrugged and joked: "No one lives."

Xie Ning was a little dazed.

"So when I saw you in the exhibition, I quickly noticed your relationship." Song Qingqing said, "That was the first time I saw him take care of people so carefully and seriously, and care about the feelings of another person. How should I put it... He looks at you with obvious love."

Xie Ning smiled embarrassedly and turned her head away.

Perceiving his shyness, Song Qingqing also followed with a smile, then the topic changed again and continued to talk about Zhuang Yan studying abroad.

"Although he always dislikes the bad place where we meet, he will not hesitate to take the lead whenever there are Chinese encounters difficulties. So when I was deceived, the first thing I thought of was Ask him for help."

Xie Ning asked: "Then he helped you?"

Song Qingqing said: "He ridiculed me first, saying how I was so stupid, this can be deceived."

Xie Ning: "..."

"But he finished taunting, and a few days later he made a sum of money to me, the amount happened to be the ones I was cheated of." Song Qingqing smiled, "The transfer is still anonymous, but I quickly guessed it was him. , I ran to ask if he turned it."

Xie Ning: "What then? Did he admit it?"

Song Qingqing: "Admit it. When I asked, he said very naturally:'Yes, I transferred it.' At the time I was wondering how he admitted so quickly. Then he said that he was not doing good things without leaving a name. Idiot."

Song Qingqing talked about trivial things, there was no story, nor interesting, but Xie Ning listened very seriously.

It seems that as long as it has something to do with the word "Zhuang Yan", it can affect his mind little by little.

Before he knew it, the corners of his lips slowly curled up, and his face gradually showed expression.

Song Qingqing's words are mild, and her voice is very soft, which makes people unconsciously relax and let go of precautions.

She talked dryly, so she got up and poured herself a glass of water. When she looked back, she found Xie Ning closed her eyes and fell asleep by sitting.

Song Qingqing gently took a blanket and covered him.

When he approached, he happened to see his nice side face, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved, as if he was sleeping with a smile.

Song Qingqing didn't know if he was following her in imagining Zhuang Yan's interesting things about studying abroad, or just mentioning Zhuang Yan would make him come alive.

She took out the phone and sent a message to Zhuang Yan: Finally he fell asleep.

It seemed to be very busy there. After a long time, Zhuang Yan replied: Thank you.

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