Ghost Chronicle in May

Chapter 33

After being sent to the hospital, Duan Wuyang was quickly sent to the operating room.

During the whole process, Duan Wuyang's brain was in a daze, and he didn't seem to feel any pain. He seemed to only notice Meng Jungui's eyes.

It was as dark as ink, and seemed to be filled with some inexplicable emotion.

At that time, Meng Jungui just stood silently at the corner of the hospital, watching Duan Wuyang being sent to the operating room.

……

After Duan Wuyang was pushed out of the operating room, Meng Jungui had disappeared.

Duan Wuyang couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or what kind of mood, when he was sent to the ward and lay on the bed, he felt the burning pain all over his body, he raised his hand to lift up his clothes to have a look, but when he raised his hand, his whole body hurt like hell .

After Duan Wuyang managed to lift up his clothes, he realized that his arms and legs were all scratched... probably when he rolled down and scratched.

Duan Wuyang gritted his teeth in pain for a while, and then a nurse brought a set of sick clothes for Duan Wuyang to change into, and brought some red medicine for him to wipe.

After watching the beautiful nurse sister help him wipe the red medicine, Duan Wuyang hesitated for a while and asked: "How long will I... stay in the hospital?"

The nurse sister replied: "For about a week, I will stay in the hospital for observation."

Duan Wuyang was a little depressed, and then asked: "Then the hospitalization fee...?"

The nurse sister glanced at him: "Someone has already handed it in for you."

... Has someone handed it in for him?

Duan Wuyang wondered for a moment, and quickly realized, could it be Meng Jungui...?

He still wanted to ask, but when he raised his head, the sister nurse had already left.

This ward is a two-person room, and there are no other patients in the next bed, so he is actually the only one in the entire ward.

Duan Wuyang was a little bored, turned on the TV and began to watch.

I don't know how long I watched it, Duan Wuyang turned off the TV a little bored again.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, and his long gaze made him see some vaguely invisible shadows on the ceiling.

He seems to have gradually gotten used to living a hellish life now...

Where did Meng Jungui go?

Meng Jungui... What exactly do you think about him?

Does Meng Jungui hate him?If you hate it, why are you still so nervous about him?

If you don't hate him, why have you been so indifferent to him?

Is it all because of that prophecy?

It's the 21st century now, why are you still superstitious about this...

Duan Wuyang thought wildly, and soon fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, when Duan Wuyang opened his eyes and woke up, he happened to see Meng Jun standing by the bedside with a serious expression on his face.

Duan Wuyang was startled, but there seemed to be a voice in the deepest part of his heart telling him that it was impossible for this person to harm him... So after the initial shock, his heart quickly settled down.

"You... You're here." He didn't know what to say, so he could only babble.

Meng Jungui glanced at him and hummed.

Duan Wuyang doesn't know what time it is, but judging from the sunlight outside, it shouldn't be early in the morning...

Meng Jungui raised his hand, pushed up the table above the hospital bed, and put a lunch box on it.

"Lunch." He said simply.

...is it time for lunch?Duan Wuyang paused, he didn't expect that he would sleep until after twelve o'clock...

He reached out to touch the lunch box and found that it was still warm, so he should have bought it not long ago.

He hesitated, and was about to say something to express his gratitude, but Meng Jungui suddenly glanced at him: "You just got up, did you brush your teeth and wash your face?"

Duan Wuyang was embarrassed, he actually forgot about this...

Duan Wuyang coughed lightly, then got out of bed resentfully, and walked towards the toilet.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to have heard Meng Jungui's chuckle.

...the bastard!

There was a set of disposable towels, toothbrush and toothpaste in the toilet of the ward, and Duan Wuyang hurried back to the room after washing his face and brushing his teeth.

For some reason, he was a little afraid that Meng Jungui would disappear like yesterday...

When he saw Meng Jungui was still in the ward, Duan Wuyang was inexplicably relieved.

Meng Jungui was sitting on a chair, as if he was playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

When Duan Wuyang sat back on the hospital bed, Meng Jungui raised his head and said to him: "The porridge bought in the hospital canteen should not taste very good, let's make do with it."

Duan Wuyang nodded, in fact, no matter how the porridge tastes... Thinking that Meng Jungui bought it for him, something in his heart seemed to soften inexplicably.

Opening the lunch box, Duan Wuyang smelled the fragrance of porridge, and his stomach couldn't help growling. He picked up a spoon and prepared to eat.

"Slow down, be careful of burning." Meng Jungui said suddenly.

Duan Wuyang paused, and couldn't help but beat faster in his heart. He quickly lowered his head and pretended to eat seriously, and murmured: "En."

Duan Wuyang ate so slowly, Meng Jungui just watched so slowly, neither of them said a word, but there seemed to be a sense of warmth flowing between their gestures and gestures.

After Duan Wuyang finished eating the porridge, Meng Jun handed him a tissue and said, "I'll take the lunch box back to wash... what do you want to eat this afternoon?"

Duan Wuyang can't imagine what Meng Jungui looks like when he washes the lunch boxes and dishes. In his heart, Meng Jungui is the kind of elegant and noble son who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers...

When he heard Meng Jungui say that he would bring him food in the afternoon, Duan Wuyang felt an indescribable feeling in his heart... a little flattered, and a little indescribable other emotions.

"By the way, the hospitalization fee..." Duan Wuyang suddenly remembered this matter, and raised his head to look at Meng Jungui.

Meng Jungui nodded, acquiescing that he paid the hospitalization fee.

"I'll pay you back after I leave the hospital." Duan Wuyang didn't like to owe anything to others, especially Meng Jungui.

"...No need." Meng Jungui said after being silent for a while.

"How can it not be used? We are not...you are not..." Duan Wuyang originally wanted to say that we have nothing to do with each other, but he didn't say this, but he felt very uncomfortable.

What is his relationship with Meng Jungui?

classmate?friend?Just know?

"I will pay for the hospitalization myself." Duan Wuyang felt that there seemed to be a breath in his chest, which was indelible and lingering.

...like a stick in the throat.

"...Okay." Meng Jungui didn't say anything else, stood up, picked up his lunch box, and prepared to leave.

"You don't need to deliver food in the afternoon, I will buy it myself." Duan Wuyang closed his eyes, as if he wanted to dispel the anger in his heart, but when he said this angry sentence, he felt even more uncomfortable in his heart.

That's right, he and Meng Jungui had nothing to do with each other...they were nothing.

Meng Jungui had always expressed this problem with his own attitude, but he just pretended not to see it.

Duan Wuyang pulled up the quilt to completely cover his head, turned his back to the door.

Meng Jungui didn't speak. After several minutes, there was a soft closing sound from the door.