335. Chapter 335 I Really Have Nothing to Do with Him

In the infirmary, Su Rourou lay straight on the bed, her big eyes no longer had the spirit of the past, just staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Luo Yichen just left like that, was he angry? Would he ignore her in the future?

In the past, she had never worried about such a problem. Because no matter which quarrel, no matter how angry he was, he would take the initiative to talk to her in the end.

But this time, he looked angrier than any time in the past, and it seemed that he was not just angry...

Su Rourou sighed several times in a row, she had a premonition - this time, he would definitely not come to her like he did in the past...

He Xiaojie sat by her bed, stuffing things into her mouth. On the table, the food that was originally brought back for Su Rourou as dinner had been eaten up by her.

As she ate, she frowned and said in a tangled way: "Oh, no, I can't eat anymore! Leave a little for Rourou."

Lan Xier shook her head helplessly: "Xiaojie, you really only left a little bit..."

What else did the two say, Su Rourou didn't hear a word...

That night, Su Rourou lay on the bed and waited for a long, long time, looking through the glass door of the ward from time to time for the familiar and reassuring back.

However, to her disappointment, Luo Yichen never showed up.

The hospital at night was very quiet and deserted, and every breath of air she breathed in was icy cold.

Lan Xier and He Xiaojie originally wanted to stay with her, but she politely rejected their kindness.

At this time, she needed to be alone and quiet for a while.

She was in a daze for a long time, and her mind always unconsciously emerged with the things that had happened to them since they were young. Those little things that she didn't care about in the past are now vividly reproduced in her mind like a movie.

She still remembered the first time she visited his home, he was wearing a white shirt, walking down the spiral staircase gracefully and slowly, just like the little prince in a fairy tale.

She was only three years old that year, and she didn't know that the prince in her life had already walked towards her in the dark.

From that moment on, their fate was like two vines that stretched out, growing longer and tighter with the long years...

Unconsciously, tears wet the pillow. Su Rourou wiped her tears carelessly, took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Luo Yichen.

[There's nothing between me and Ke Shaoze, really. ]

But what was different from any time in the past was that she waited for a long, long time, but didn't wait for any reply from Luo Yichen.

She realized that when she sent him text messages in the past, he always replied immediately in the next second - although the content of the reply might not be very long.

Over time, she gradually got used to his timely replies, and sometimes she was not in a hurry to read the text messages even after sending them, but was busy reading comics or something else.

Because she knew that he must have replied. Whether she reads it or not, the message is there. It won’t be too late to read it when she has time…

Su Rourou didn’t know how long she had been holding the phone and waiting, so long that she finally fell asleep leaning on the pillow wet with tears…

But in her dream, she finally waited for Luo Yichen…

She dreamed that under the moonlight, the door of the infirmary gently opened a crack. Then, the person she had been waiting for appeared outside the slowly opening door.