Xiao Yifei standing at the door waiting after work looks just like a middle school student waiting for the end-of-class bell; they’re prepared to sprint to the cafeteria a minute before class ends, counting the seconds on their digital watch, and sprinting out of the classroom towards the cafeteria the mont the bell rings.
Xiao Yifei is now watching the ti on his phone jump to five o’clock, jogging out of the hospital’s door, hurriedly waving farewell to so doctors.
Once out of the hospital, he doesn’t see Tang Rong, so he gives her a call.
"I’m already at the hospital entrance; where are you now?" Xiao Yifei asks anxiously.
"I’m almost there; don’t worry," Tang Rong hears the tension in Xiao Yifei’s voice, feeling a touch of warmth. She hadn’t expected Xiao Yifei to care this much about her.
Finally, they et up, and seeing Tang Rong, Xiao Yifei’s heart calms down, as he smiles and asks, "What brought you to wait for to get off work today?"
"I just wanted to see what you are like in the hospital. I didn’t expect you to be so eager, already packed and waiting at the hospital entrance," Tang Rong replies.
"If you want to see it, we can go back and have a look. Let tell you, my office is quite big; in this hospital, only the director’s office is bigger than mine," Xiao Yifei boasts like a child, hoping for Tang Rong’s complints.
"It’s fine; since you’re already out, let’s not go back. Next ti, I’ll appreciate your second-largest office."
The two then wander around because it’s rush hour, and the subway is certainly crowded, so they decide to have dinner outside before going back.
All along the way, Xiao Yifei holds Tang Rong’s hand tightly, afraid she may get lost. Tang Rong feels Xiao Yifei’s warmth in her palm, with a place in her heart slowly filling up. She feels like a child being fully protected by Xiao Yifei.
The best kind of love is probably loving soone instinctively, where every action touches your heart, like instinctively covering soone with a quilt in the middle of the night and hugging them tightly.
Just like when two people have an argunt and send a ssage before bed, waking up several tis overnight to check if they’ve replied on WeChat. Even dreaming of such scenes, this love must be deep.
After dinner, they return ho; Shi Miaomiao isn’t back yet, so they wash so fruit and sit on the couch, eating and chatting.
"I really hope ti just goes on like this, and we stay like this too," Tang Rong says.
"We’ll definitely stay together, no matter what happens," Xiao Yifei says firmly.
Tang Rong doesn’t know what the future holds, or if they will always be together, but at this mont, she chooses to believe Xiao Yifei. At least at this mont, both are treating each other with all their heart.
"I just saw a joke online about a man who bought a house and lived alone. To earn a bit more inco, he rented the other bedroom to a girl."
"One night, the girl got drunk and insisted on taking off her clothes and lying in the man’s bed. But guess what the man did?" Tang Rong asks Xiao Yifei.
"Certainly did what was expected; isn’t that obvious?" Xiao Yifei replies matter-of-factly.
"Not at all. The man did nothing; he returned the girl to her room because he was afraid if he slept with her, he wouldn’t get rent anymore," Tang Rong says, laughing out loud. This guy is truly a gem!
Tang Rong then tells Xiao Yifei, "Look, isn’t our situation like this too? It’s so funny." She suddenly thinks she’ll be losing so inco.
She continues, "I should’ve seen this joke sooner."
Xiao Yifei responds, "Now, I’m all yours, and my money is yours too. Do you regret losing a bit of inco? This deal is quite worthwhile for you."
"By the way, are you free this weekend? Accompany to buy a car. It’ll be more convenient after having one," Xiao Yifei asks Tang Rong.
"Okay, but why suddenly buy a car? Weren’t you always living rough?" Tang Rong is puzzled since Xiao Yifei’s commute has been convenient.
"That was when I was alone; it didn’t matter. But now with you, I can’t let you suffer with ," Xiao Yifei says casually.
Yet, Tang Rong hears this and her heart bursts with girly feelings, filled with pink bubbles.
After chatting in the living room for a while, Tang Rong says she’s sleepy and wants to go to bed. Xiao Yifei accompanies her to freshen up, and as Tang Rong lies on the big bed, she calls for Xiao Yifei, "Dear, I can’t sleep; co keep company."
Xiao Yifei enters Tang Rong’s room and sits on her bed, gently stroking Tang Rong’s back, saying, "I’ll stay here until you fall asleep."
Tang Rong stretches out an arm, hugging Xiao Yifei’s other arm, then closes her eyes, and within minutes, her breathing becos even. Xiao Yifei carefully tries to withdraw his arm, only to have Tang Rong hug it tighter. He has no choice but to stay seated.
He sits quietly watching Tang Rong, his gaze unusually gentle. After a long ti, Tang Rong finally turns over, seeming to mumble sothing like "don’t leave ," and only then does Xiao Yifei’s arm get freed, feeling a bit numb.
He softly reassures, "Hush, I’ll never leave you," and after watching Tang Rong for a while more, he returns to his room.
He takes out so books brought from the hospital, half-reclined on his bed, and begins to read. Reading before sleep often aids sleeping since the dical books Xiao Yifei reads are quite dull, and twenty minutes of reading usually ensures sleep.
But tonight, his mind isn’t on the book, as Tang Rong’s alluring smile fills his thoughts. He thinks how lucky he is to be adored by a goddess like Tang Rong, and even luckier that they both mutually like each other.
Early the next morning, Tang Rong wakes up earlier than usual, makes a delicious breakfast, then serves it in Xiao Yifei’s room, drawing the curtains, letting sunlight stream in, waking Xiao Yifei.
Seeing Tang Rong in his room bright and early, he’s a bit confused.
"Sir, your ordered wake-up and breakfast service is ready. You can have breakfast now. If you need anything, call the hotel front desk," Tang Rong says, giving Xiao Yifei no chance to react before leaving his room.
Leaving Xiao Yifei still in a daze.
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