Outside the operating room.

  He sat on the long bench to the right, wearing a military overcoat with a fur collar. A small white trousers stained with blood was draped over his legs. Beside him was a cup of steaming hot tea.

  On the long bench opposite. Hu Lai was wearing only a military uniform undershirt. His legs under his military trousers were slender and elegant. His right leg pressed against his left leg, casually flipping through his phone.

  Staring blankly at the blurry glass of the operating room. Dazed.

  No matter what Xiaobai is to himself. At this moment, he's inside and she's outside. Suddenly, a strong wave of sadness surged up.

  Let's go. We have a chance. You play Li Shimin and I'll play Qiu Xinggong. Let's escort the emperor to the end.

  I'll protect you too...

  Suddenly felt a sour nose.

  Not just a rookie.

  Grade six.

  He knelt down. So silently.

  We are not human. He is a human. He designed the racing game for you and me. I lost. He mocks me everywhere. Treats me like a useless waste...

  It turned out that day, she actually won against Xiao Liu.

  She also heard it. Xiaobai's friends were shouting about how they had just won against that turtle grandson Zheng a few days ago.

  She was worried again.

  And him... And Hu Lai...

  I am a professional.I am a professional.I am a professional.....

  It's gone. The note is also gone.

  He completely forgot...

  Sniffled and rubbed her nose in a heartbroken manner.

  I have just this one heart.

  Still have to work.

  Still want to live.

  Fall down. Do they all want to be smashed?

  Cough. Look at this damned mess... She's turned the world upside down. It's all because of her. The world has suffered for her sake. Tell her to be more careful in the future.

  She rubbed her eyes, warning herself not to cry anymore. But she cried again. Tomorrow morning, her eyes would definitely be swollen and scary-looking. Not to mention ugly. And painful. (So they say. How much heart does she have left? Her father knew her best. Joy doesn't last past sunset; sorrow doesn't outlast dawn.)

  Actually, Hu Lai was casually browsing his phone, but he also paid attention to her. The tea beside her hand had gone cold, and Hu Shao immediately got up to replace it with a new one. Steaming hot. She didn't notice anything else. Anyway, she was lost in her own thoughts.

  Now. She rubbed her eyes. Hu came over and stood up. Walked close to her. Slightly bent his waist.

  "Upstairs. It's their director's rest room. I've already made the arrangements. Otherwise, you go up and take a break first. There's news over here. I'll come call you."

  Hu Lai knew that he was being quite abnormal today. The person had already been sent over. The remaining matters could be entrusted to many people to do. Why accompany? Why guard? Why personally take care of everything, no matter how big or small?

  Can't say why. But. Naturally. Just did it all. Did it all. Don't want to think about it anymore. Watching her daze off. Watching her occasionally look like she's about to cry. Including. Just seeing her occasionally wriggle her nose and wipe her eyes with her hand... Anyway. It's just a little heart-wrenching.

  Shaking head.

  Too many things happened that night. It completely exhausted her energy. The delicate girl was already tired to the point of collapse. But, she still had to hold on.

  He glanced at her and didn't force it.

  "Why don't you lean against it and take a rest."

  Nodded slightly.

  He raised his head again, looked at him, and didn't speak for a long time. Actually, it was clear that he wanted to say something in his eyes.

  "What's wrong."

  She is still looking at you.

  Hu Lai suddenly chuckled lightly.

  "I wouldn't be able to guess even if I tried."

  Her beautiful and inclusive smile...

  "Pucker up." "I want a coffee."

  "It's not good to drink coffee so late. How about I get you a cup of milk instead? It'll warm your stomach and nourish your spirit."

  Nodded repeatedly. Finally added a sentence. "Add some sugar."

  Hú nodded and straightened up, turning around and leaving.

  He still remembers her. He won't let her remind him. He knows that she likes sweet things, and can't drink anything bitter at all.

  But

  Hu Lai never could have imagined it.

  When he came back with a steaming cup of fresh milk... ...the little girl was no longer in her seat. His military uniform jacket was on the long bench. The blood-stained pants were also on the long bench.

  But saw nurses rushing to the bathroom on that side. Suddenly shouting and making a fuss in his heart.

  Hurry up and stop a nurse. "What's wrong."

  The little nurse's face was flushed. I don't know if it was because she ran too fast or because she was stopped by this fairy... "There were a woman and a pregnant woman who both slipped in the bathroom..." Before she could finish speaking, the fairy had already stuffed the fresh milk into her hand. The person anxiously rushed over...

  Inside was a mess. Hu Lai suddenly saw that Ruan Ruan had already fainted, with a clear bruise on her forehead.

  "Hehe." Hu Lai squeezed in. Got close to her. The nurses supported her. But didn't let him get close. "Her face is so pale. Don't touch her. Tell her to lie down slowly."

  He came down hastily and squatted. Looking at her, he kept repeating in his heart. It was that sentence. "Don't you remember who I am?" "Don't you remember who I am?"...

  Do you remember me? Do you remember me...

  It's no longer a question of whether he should remember her or not.

  Hú Shǎo really anxiously guarded her for a whole night.

  The next morning she woke up.

  But...

  "Huba... is that you? Don't leave me..." She muttered vaguely. She grasped his sleeve, not letting go.

  Zhao Hede. A favorite concubine of Emperor Cheng of the Western Han Dynasty. The younger sister of Zhao Feiyan. According to unofficial histories, Emperor Cheng loved to sleep on Miss Zhao's chest. This is the origin of the phrase "Warm and Gentle Land".