chapter 8

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Zheng Xuan felt that this was really self-inflicted. He **** the old mother's heart, but he raised two white-eyed wolves, and now these two white-eyed wolves are united to anger him. Seeing Ye Hansheng sip the chicken soup one by one while holding the insulated lunch box, he felt that his brain hurts. He didn't want to mix up the two of them anymore, so he went downstairs to eat angrily.

He left, only Wen Run and Ye Hansheng were left in the ward.

Ye Hansheng lowered his eyes and drank chicken soup unhurriedly, Wen Run sat aside, but felt that the atmosphere became more and more awkward after Zheng Xuan left. After all, he is actually not familiar with Ye Hansheng. The two of them just met with each other, and they didn't say many words. It's okay to have Zheng Xuan gagging in the middle. Zheng Xuan is gone, and the two of them are cold.

Wen Run desperately turned his head to think about the topic, and finally whispered: "What does Ye always like to eat? I will make it tomorrow."

Ye Han sounded, but his voice became cold, "No matter what you want to plan from me, it is a waste of effort, I advise you to give up."

Wen Run was stunned, not knowing why it changed suddenly just now. A pair of black eyes looked at Ye Han's sound at a loss, the mist inside, filled with panic.

Ye Hansheng put aside his eyes and didn't look at him. He just thought about his wet eyes and couldn't help but feel soft. Many unpleasant words whirled on the tip of his tongue and swallowed it back. Finally, he said quietly: "Go back, don't come later. Up."

So when Zheng Xuan came back after eating, he found that the atmosphere in the ward was a little dull. Ye Hansheng lay on the hospital bed, his eyes half closed. Wenrun on one side cleaned up the insulated lunch box and the trash on the desk, shrugging his head like a puppy bullied by others, lowered his eyes, and said to Zheng Xuan: "Brother Zheng, I'll go back first."

Zheng Xuan opened his mouth to ask him what happened, but was interrupted by Ye Hansheng, "I want to drink water."

Zheng Xuan could only swallow the doubt and pour him water, Wen Run took the opportunity to carry the lunch box, like a small eggplant that had been beaten by frost, and left listlessly.

People left, Ye Hansheng stopped drinking water, Zheng Xuan put the water glass on the table again, and said angrily: "What are you crazy about?"

Ye Hansheng was a little irritable. He felt that he shouldn't get the kid here today. His warm and lost eyebrows were always dangling in front of his eyes. He closed his eyes. He gave Zheng Xuan a cold look and said impatiently, "You don't have anything to do with me. Don't worry, don't drive him to me in the future."

Zheng Xuan almost laughed at him, "Ha", "If you don't like it, why do you provoke others in secret?"

Ye Hansheng was silent for a while, and said in a low voice, "Don't you know what is wrong with me?"

Zheng Xuan said, his anger seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water. He looked at the tired Ye Han sound lying on the hospital bed, and suddenly couldn't say anything. Ye Hansheng's situation is indeed no clearer than him.

Wenrun is different from them, pure and clean, Ye Han's voice is supporting him in the dark, and his star journey is also open. And he and Ye Hansheng were mixed enough in the Ye Family's disgusting affairs, and there was no need to involve other people.

He thought of Ye Jia who was lying on the bed. Ye Jia who used to be just like Wen Run was cute, simple and beautiful. But in the end, she lay on the hospital bed like a withered flower, losing weight day by day, not knowing when she would wake up, or perhaps, never again.

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