Chapter 12 The Second Gathering

  I don't know how many more days passed, during this time I was lying in bed in a daze, waking up and falling asleep, sleeping and waking up. When I fell asleep, I would repeat those two dreams again, every time I woke up I was covered in sweat, sometimes Old Shao sat beside me and chatted with him, when Old Shao wasn't there I just stared blankly.

  One time I was sleeping, dazed and confused, feeling Old Shao helping me wipe my sweat. With my eyes closed, I grabbed his hand (the handcuffs had already been removed) and casually said: "When are you going to tell me?"

  Unexpectedly, a girl's voice came from beside me: "You're awake?"

  Only then did I feel that the hand I was holding was small and delicate, with smooth skin. Opening my eyes to take a look, it wasn't Old Shao after all.

  The phrase "顾盼生辉" is often used in literature to describe a girl's eyes, but I've never thought it suitable for any girl until now. The one in front of me is different from the others. She was dressed in a nurse's uniform, with her hair neatly tied back behind her ears, a small watch hanging from the left pocket of her shirt, and two pieces of adhesive tape on the right pocket. Her face was shaped like a melon seed, with small lips and a delicate nose, and a pair of soft, moist eyes gazing at me with deep feeling.

  "Is your name Ming Xiaoyu?" she asked me with a smile. This little face, as soon as it reveals a slight smile, will make people feel like they are basking in the warm spring breeze.

  "Uh-huh..." I nodded and smiled back at her.

  "My name is Wen Shu, I'm the new nurse on this ward. If you need anything, just let me know." As she spoke, her small mouth opened and closed, occasionally revealing a row of shiny pearls.

  When I watched "The Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" that year, I didn't understand why Mr. Jin wrote Duan Yu as a neuropathic person when he first met Wang Yuyan, kneeling down and kowtowing immediately. Now it seems to make some sense.

  "Your sister has come to see you, I'll help you wash your face and change into some clothes, then go to the living room." After saying that, Wen Shu took the basin and left. I looked at her receding back, my heart was thumping away. I don't know what day it is today, a new nurse has arrived, and my older sister has also come.

  After a while, Wen Shu came in with half a basin of water and a towel to help me wipe my face. My face turned red, I lowered my head and snatched the towel away, wiping myself instead.

  Alas, I wiped and sighed, why am I so unlucky? The beauty volunteered to serve me, but I took the towel away. My heart was pounding, yet I pretended to be calm.

  After wiping her face, Wen Shu handed me a set of clean hospital clothes. "I'll wait for you outside the ward. Change into these and come out, I'll take you to the reception room."

  I hastily took off the dirty clothes and touched them with my hand, all of which were sweaty, just like they hadn't been dried after washing. Still, clean clothes are good, and wearing them makes people feel refreshed immediately.

  I followed Wen Shu to the living room, and when we reached the door, she stopped and motioned for me to push it open myself. Just as I was about to push the door, she suddenly grabbed me and said, "Take off your shoes."

  I was taken aback at first, then I remembered what happened last time. I reckon the hospital is afraid that I will use my shoes to attack someone again, so they asked Wen Shu to tell me to take off my shoes before entering. Actually, there's no need for this, today it's just my older sister coming, not anyone else.

  Helpless, I took off my shoes and pushed the door open with my bare feet. A gust of cold air rushed out from inside, and I was originally not dressed in many clothes, after being blown by the cold air, I shivered with cold.

  Then, I looked up and saw that my older sister was sitting properly on the sofa in the living room, not looking at me as if she hadn't seen me come in. Next to my sister stood a person with his hands in his pockets, walking back and forth lightly. Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, he slowly turned around, saw it was me, and smiled while nodding his head. I took one look at that face and was shocked - why was it him again?