Chapter 561 (1/2)

Comfortable with him probably no less than 10 years, perhaps and old six same, blame me is a little girl film.

In fact, most of Yan Yijie's people were just like him. It's cold and cool, and it shows up from time to time.

In this case, I must not say anything bad. It seems that the performance of the inconvenience is very heartless, I am very difficult.

It's comfortable to stand by. He said quietly, ”nothing else. Prosthetic limbs are being customized. It looks similar to before, and will not have a great impact on the action; Light and flexible. He can dismantle it by himself, and can lift and control it automatically; You don't have to worry. Let's have a rest early. I heard you have been working hard recently. It can't go on like this. I'll be tired out. ”

I smile and feel comfortable. I seem to care about me. I feel more concerned than before. Oh.

ok Kick the problem back. Let them keep doing it.

It's better for Yin Yijie to wake up tomorrow and deal with it with me. Some of his opinions are very detailed and practical. Don't be silly.

Bedroom. It's quiet. There is no smell of medicine, no smell of hospital, no smell of being in a foreign country.

I think no matter where it is. I have to work, eat and sleep, so the difference between regions is very small.

Today sleep, quiet a lot, seems to count to 38, fell asleep. Maybe I should sigh that being tired is really a good medicine for sleeping; Maybe not, because I don't have the qualification to shout tired... In Yin Yijie's bedroom, the golden curtain opened and the warm sunshine came in, with a kind of lazy atmosphere of winter.

Outside the window, there is a layer of snow on the evergreen bush. At first glance, it looks like a big snowball.

There seems to be someone on the opposite floor. I don't know whether it belongs to the hospital or someone else.

Separated by green grass and tall trees in the middle, it is a kind of neighborhood relationship with distance, which is very American.

Yin Yijie had woken up. In fact, he didn't faint yesterday, but he was very uncomfortable and had to rest alone.

I put the bouquet that Mingfeng brought back into the vase, and his eyes always fell on me, which was very obvious.

After drawing a tulip, I took it to him and said, ”how about offering flowers to Buddha? Do you still feel bad? ”

Yin Yijie did not pick up the flowers, but took my hand, gently holding, pinching, pulling to the mouth and kissing.

I felt a pain in my heart for no reason.

What's his matter?

Is it true that the psychological pressure is too great, in fact, he has been enduring it? He... I know, he put up with a lot of things, but... It's not a matter just to decompress with me.

Even if I am his trash can, it can be recycled or not.

But looking at him like this, it seems that his desire is still in his heart. I should be right.

Hesitation and hesitation, I still don't feel like I have to rely on him.

How can I help him without saying anything? A bowl of meat for you? It doesn't make sense.