very close to the clouds

Chapter 41

After Jiang Zhongyu stayed in the hospital for seven days, he decided to leave the hospital.

The doctor advised him to stay for two more days until the wound healed, but Jiang Zhongyu had a stubborn temper and refused to stay any longer, so while Shen Yanbai was not paying attention, he went to get a discharge certificate by himself. When Shen Yanbai came back from buying the food, the other party had already packed everything, even folded the quilt on the hospital bed.

By the way, Shen Yanbai's quilt has been folded neatly, like tofu.

The two of them didn't get along happily in the past few days. Although everything seemed to be the same as before, Shen Yanbai always felt that there was a layer of separation between them, and they were no longer as relaxed as before.

So Shen Yanbai didn't persuade him any more: "Are you sure you're going to be discharged from the hospital?"

Jiang Zhongyu handed him the discharge certificate in his hand: "Well, it's ready."

"Okay." Shen Yanbai nodded, put away all his documents in the cabinet, and said, "Go back to Xue's family?"

"Go back to Suojia," Jiang Zhongyu said, "I have already told them."

Shen Yanbai was a little speechless: "Don't tell me that you still plan to drive back to Suojia by yourself in this situation."

"Not far." Jiang Zhongyu looked at Shen Yanbai and smiled, "Besides, didn't you help me with this?"

I really got it right.

In the past, Shen Yanbai would never have driven this car for Jiang Zhongyu.

But now... Forget it, who made him harbor evil feelings towards the other party.

Shen Yanbai glanced at him indifferently, threw his ID card into his pocket, and said, "Let's go."

Then set off.

It has been snowing outside for several days, and it has accumulated a thick layer. Although the snow has been swept in front of the hospital in the morning, it has piled up again now. Shen Yanbai feels that his sneakers are stepping on it, as if the cold is soaked As if coming in, it was cold from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, making my whole body uncomfortable.

He rubbed his hands and walked in front of Jiang Zhongyu until he saw Xue Yi and Cang La standing not far away.

This time Cang La came alone.

"You're really good, Lao Jiang." Xue Yi slapped Jiang Zhongyu on the shoulder, "I have never served anyone in my life, so I will serve you. You are so seriously injured and left the hospital so early, you really don't treat yourself Take life seriously."

Cang La disapproved and said, "Brother Yu, you should stay longer."

"Don't try to persuade me," Jiang Zhongyu said helplessly, "Have you taken the things I asked you to bring?"

"Don't worry, how can I forget about this." Cang La sighed, and said, "The courier is placed in the back seat, it's a bit heavy."

Xue Yi also handed over a pocket: "Here, shoes. Aren't you wearing a size 44? Why did you ask me to buy a pair of size 42?"

Shen Yanbai, who was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously lowered his head to look at his feet - he was wearing a size 42.

Jiang Zhongyu didn't explain, and said, "Don't worry about it so much." Then he threw his shoes on the back seat.

"Then I'll go back first," Jiang Zhongyu said with a gesture of making a phone call, "Hurry up."

Xue Yi also expressed his understanding: "Okay, see you at the wedding then."

Cang La also raised his hand and made a gesture of "goodbye". Just as he was about to put it down, Shen Yanbai, who was silent at the side, suddenly said, "Cang La."

Cang La froze for a moment: "What?"

"I'm sorry." Shen Yanbai said directly.

Cang La was dumbfounded by this, and really couldn't think of Shen Yanbai being sorry for himself, so he touched the back of his head before replying: "What are you sorry for?"

Jiang Zhongyu touched his head with a smile and said, "It's quite obedient."

Shen Yanbai has reached his limit.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and got into the driving seat, without even saying "goodbye".

Jiang Zhongyu also said goodbye to them.

The air conditioner was turned on in the car, but Shen Yanbai still felt that the soles of his feet were cold. It should be that the snow just soaked through the shoes, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Jiang Zhongyu sensed his discomfort: "Pull over first."

"What's wrong?" Shen Yanbai stopped obediently.

Jiang Zhongyu adjusted the seat back, stretched out his hand to get the bag behind him, and inside was a pair of shoes, the pair that Xue Yi handed over just now.

Shen Yanbai realized something, and sure enough, Jiang Zhongyu handed him the black short boots in the next second: "In this weather, your sneakers are not worth it, you should change into these."

"Bought it for me?"

"Ah."

Shen Yanbai's focus suddenly shifted: "How do you know my shoe size?"

"Visual inspection." Jiang Zhongyu said, "Put it on first. It will take at least three hours to go back. I can't let you get cold."

Shen Yanbai couldn't tell what it was like, sometimes he felt that Jiang Zhongyu's concern as a friend was always a little too much, such as at the moment.

But he also enjoyed the feeling of being taken care of by the other party.There are almost no people around him who are as considerate as Jiang Zhongyu. Even as assistants, they are paid to do their own duties.

But Jiang Zhongyu was different, he didn't want anything, and he couldn't get anything.

Shen Yanbai put on the boots in silence, the fleece ones, and suddenly felt that the soles of his feet were much warmer, and his whole body became hot.

While driving, the two chatted casually.

"What's in your express box?" Shen Yanbai asked curiously, "It looks like a big box."

"painting."

This answer was somewhat beyond Shen Yanbai's expectation: "Painting?"

"Well, I drew it before." Jiang Zhongyu glanced back, and said, "I planned to give it up, but the supervisor... and a friend sent it over."

"Why not? It's ugly?"

Jiang Zhongyu smiled helplessly and said, "No, it's useless to draw something like this, isn't it?"

"I think it's quite useful," Shen Yanbai said, "Some paintings can make people feel better, but I don't know what kind of paintings you have."

Jiang Zhongyu thought for a moment, and said, "It should be the kind of painting that makes people feel bad."

As a result, Shen Yanbai became more interested in Jiang Zhongyu's paintings: "Then why don't you become a painter or something?"

"Not enough," Jiang Zhongyu said, "I was very interested in painting when I was young, but I didn't have the opportunity to study. When I grew up, I didn't have time to study. I finally found the time to study, but unfortunately I was not a A place suitable for being a painter..."

Jiang Zhongyu also seemed to have some regrets: "In short, everything is not the right time or the right thing."

Shen Yanbai said thoughtfully: "If you want to start, it's never too late."

"Stop talking about me all the time, what about you?" Jiang Zhongyu asked him, "What's your plan next?"

Shen Yanbai was dumbfounded by Jiang Zhongyu's question, because he really didn't have one.

But if it must be said, he can't do anything except acting.In the end, he will most likely leave the utopian place of Hoh Xil, return to real life, and continue to be that cold-blooded Shen Yanbai.

At least in the entertainment industry, he won't run away and go back to save others.

Because the group of vampires in the entertainment industry are different from the cute and kind Cang La.