Chapter 222 I Didn’t Cry

After speaking, Jian Sangyu moved to the side and made a small space, then looked up at Gu Chen, patted the space she had vacated, and said, "You didn't have any rest last night either. Now, I’ll share a seat with you and sleep together for a while.”

It can be said that Gu Chen wanted to be surprised when Jian Sangyu was so generous to him.

The bed in the ward was not big, just a single bed about 1.2 meters tall. Gu Chen, a big man with long arms and legs, could lie down on it and occupy two-thirds of the bed.

Gu Chen originally wanted to say that it was not necessary. A night without rest was a piece of cake for him. When he was on a mission or performing in a team performance, it was common for him to stay up for three days.

But this was the first time Jian Sangyu invited him so generously. Gu Chen thought about it, took off his shoes and lay down.

Just as Gu Chen imagined at the beginning, as soon as he lay down on it, the bed that was originally quite wide for Jian Sangyu suddenly became crowded.

However, what surprised Gu Chen even more was that before he stretched out his hand to put her in his arms, Jian Sangyu nudged her closer, and then suddenly put her arms around his waist, burying her whole face in it. in front of his chest.

"The bed is too small. Just hold me for a while. When you wake up, I will let go of you." Jian Sangyu's voice was a little muffled. This sentence seemed to be explaining why she did what she did.

Even though this reason sounded very reasonable, Gu Chen was still shocked and remained motionless for several seconds before reacting.

"Go to sleep." Gu Chen gently put one of his hands on Jian Sangyu's waist.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that Jian Sangyu has lost some weight since we haven't seen him for more than half a month. She must be unaccustomed to living and eating in a foreign country, and she didn't take good care of herself, so she lost weight.

There are not many patients in the hospital in the small city. Even though it is a double ward, the other bed is empty.

Two people were squeezed into a narrow hospital bed. The room was very quiet. As the temperature outside increased, the room gradually became stuffy.

The person in his arms had not spoken for a long time. Gu Chen thought that Jian Sangyu was probably asleep. But after a while, Gu Chen suddenly discovered that there was a piece of clothing on his chest where Jian Sangyu's face was buried. When it gets wet.

she cried?

When Gu Chen realized this fact, he didn't know how to describe the feeling in his heart at that moment. It was as if something suddenly hit his heart hard.

He thought she was asleep, peacefully.

However, she seemed to be crying secretly while holding him.

"Sang Yu?" Gu Chen opened his mouth and called her in a very soft voice.

"I'm not crying!"

Before he could say anything, the person in his arms responded to him with a nasal voice that could not be concealed.

"Then what is this on my clothes?" Gu Chen asked.

The woman with her face buried in his arms was quiet for a few seconds, then sniffed deliberately and replied, "Snot."

Gu Chen's expression was wonderful for a moment. Jian Sangyu was indeed Jian Sangyu, she always found a way to make him so angry that he wanted to lift her out of bed and throw her out the door.

Probably because he was afraid that Gu Chen wouldn't believe it, Jian Sangyu snorted with a thick nasal voice, "It's just snot! I didn't cry!"

"You don't know whether you're crying or not?" Gu Chen was even angry, but he didn't push the little black head away from his chest.