I was taken aback, and my mind reflexively thought of certain passages in the book that described some indescribable scenes. In fact, those were just descriptions that conformed to the norms of propriety, and they didn't take up much space. But when you read out loud the parts where the characters affectionately called each other "darling", it sounded strange to a man's ears.

  "Don't," I said. "You used to trash my books and call them garbage, didn't you?"

  "He said: 'At that time I was too foolish. I should have picked up the book and treasured it well.'"

  I smiled, looking into his gentle eyes, thinking that reading wasn't a big deal after all. I picked up my phone again, found one of mine, cleared my throat and started reading aloud:

  "The sky is dark and still, the tree shadows under the streetlights are swaying gently. There are no other pedestrians, nor any passing vehicles..."

  In the middle, a nurse came in to change the dressing, saw us, quietly finished and retreated, also gently closing the door. Wu Yu seemed to listen very seriously, when he heard the fragment of the male and female protagonists scolding each other, he even smiled. When he heard that the male and female protagonists encountered career difficulties and were framed by others, his expression would also become calm.

  I read for about an hour and put down the phone, saying: "My throat is hoarse, take a break." I picked up the cup of water to drink and poured another one for him.

  We both quietly drank water for a while, and he said: "I admit that I had misunderstood you before, and also misunderstood Wu Miao. I always thought the things she read were flashy and lacking in nutrition. But now that I've listened to it, it's actually very interesting. Some of the content even moves me. At that time, what you said was right - if something is written with heart, it will definitely touch people deeply."

  It feels so much better in my heart. After all, he's a bookworm, and of course, he'd praise my book, I even feel like I've grown several centimeters taller instantly. However, I glanced at him sideways and said, "I'm your girlfriend now, you're bound to say that."

  He looked at me without saying anything.

  After a while, I couldn't help but laugh myself, and his eyes also showed a deep and rich smile. I had never seen him laugh so many times in one day, and it was a happy laugh too. No, just half a day.

  He said in a low voice, "Jiao Jiao, come sit down. Read it to me again." But behind that bright smile, there was clearly something else hidden. So I felt that he wanted to kiss me again. Actually, I also wanted to kiss him, that passionate and greedy feeling, as if addicted, would make people crave more. Is it like this for every couple who has just fallen in love? No matter how much they kissed or cuddled, it seemed like it was never enough? The time spent embracing each other was never enough?

  But I touched my swollen lips and decided to refuse.

  "I'm just passing by," I said.

  He didn't say anything. But I kept staring at his hand on the bedside, that long and slender hand with thin calluses and many small scars, my heart racing. It was those hands that had held me in his arms. I was afraid that if he just looked at me for a while without saying anything, I would be unable to resist throwing myself into his embrace. So I looked away and changed the subject: "Hey, tell me about your school days? Was the academic pressure really intense in such an elite school?"

  "Not much. But I want more than others, so I work harder."

  "Will it be very tiring?"

  "Uh-huh."

  I glanced at him: "Isn't there a lot of girls chasing you?"

  He smiled and said: "Tan Jiao, we are a technical college, and there are even fewer girls in our school."

  "Is there really?"

  "There are some. A few are from the neighboring school."

  I held my chin and looked at him: "Then why didn't you accept them? Or... have you accepted before?"

  He said: "Of course I didn't accept." He paused and then said: "Actually, it's hard to explain, but the woman I've been waiting for all this time isn't like that."

  I looked into his dark eyes, and my heart seemed to soften slowly: "Oh."

  But little did I know he wasn't a simple guy either - actually, I knew that all along - He raised his eyes to look at me, his tone light: "And you? There must be many guys chasing after you?"

  I'm in a bit of a dilemma, our university is mostly girls and few boys, and I don't look particularly outstanding. To be honest, there aren't many good-looking guys around, it's a bit embarrassing. If I brag too much, he might get the wrong idea.

  "None of them are worth mentioning, all useless."

  He said, "I don't believe it." I looked at his eyes, and he was serious. This made me feel a thrill in my heart. I smiled and said lightly, "Believe it or not, it's up to you."

  "It doesn't matter who it is," he said in a low voice. "They've all had their chance."

  Actually, the doctor didn't allow Wu to get out of bed for these two days, but he was very stubborn and insisted on going to the toilet by himself. I hurriedly stretched out my hand to support him, and he slowly got up, with half his body weight leaning on me. But when we reached the bathroom door, he suddenly pushed me away and went in by himself, closing the door behind him.

  When he came out, his face was actually flushed. This made me a bit amused, and as I helped him back to bed, I said: "You see, I've accompanied you in such private matters. From now on, you're mine, and you can't resist like before."

  I'm also a bit of a smart aleck, and when he looked at me, he seemed to be speechless. As I helped him lie down, he suddenly whispered in my ear: "When I recover from my injuries, don't even think about resisting."

  I: “……”