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The hospital room was quiet, the night deepening around us.
Qingqing had fallen asleep.
Earlier that evening, we had rushed her to the emergency room, where she was diagnosed with acute appendicitis. The doctor quickly arranged for surgery.
The operation went smoothly, and now Qingqing lay peacefully on the hospital bed, sound asleep.
As her caregiver, I stayed behind. However, due to the hospital's limited resources, there were no beds available for caregivers. I couldn't bear to leave her alone, so I settled for a chair to spend the night.
But then—
As I dozed off in the chair, trying to fight off sleep, I noticed Han Yin still lingering in the corridor instead of leaving.
I was taken aback. "You..."
He smiled. "I couldn't leave you."
In the stillness of the night, warmth surged within me unexpectedly.
The tension and anxiety of the evening seemed to dissolve in the comfort of his smile.
The corridor was nearly empty and eerily silent as we sat side by side on a long bench, engaging in quiet conversation.
We talked about everything and nothing, and I realized how surprisingly well we connected.
Every joke I threw out was met with an accurate response from Han Yin; every word I spoke found its place without falling flat.
But...
I’m not someone who can stay up late, and after chatting for a while, I started to feel drowsy.
Eventually, I fell asleep.
I was sitting on a long bench in the hospital corridor.
When I woke up, I found myself leaning against Han Yin's shoulder, in a rather intimate position. His coat was draped over me; it was large and slightly heavy, carrying a faint scent of men's cologne.
I froze for two seconds before sitting up, only to realize—
The part of his shirt where I had rested my head was already damp.
I touched my mouth and found it moist.
Oh no.
I swallowed hard, silently praying that Han Yin wouldn’t wake up just yet. However, my prayer went unanswered.
It seemed he hadn’t actually fallen asleep at all.
In the next moment, he turned to look at me, a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "Awake?"
As he spoke, he glanced down at his shoulder with a teasing tone.
"Sleeping is one thing, but now I have to wash my clothes too."
That day, I blushed and hurriedly shooed Han Yin out of the hospital, insisting that I would definitely cover the dry cleaning costs for his clothes.
Han Yin smiled without saying a word, casually wiping his clothes with a tissue, looking incredibly handsome.
He obediently left but returned to the hospital room about ten minutes later.
He was carrying various breakfast items.
After placing the breakfast down and reminding me to eat it while it was hot, Han Yin finally left.
I held the soy milk, quietly watching his retreating figure until the door closed.
Coming back to my senses, I met Qingqing's gaze.
She smiled, "Wow, you really managed to win over this Hu Ge."
I felt my face flush, "Not yet..."
I opened the bag and took a bite of the soup dumpling, blushing as I bragged, "But it won't be long. He’s already fallen for me; last night he even stayed with me in the hallway. Look, I'm still wearing his coat."
Wait...
I froze. The coat?
It suddenly dawned on me that Han Yin's coat was still here.
At that moment, Han Yin's voice came from behind me, tinged with amusement, "Sorry, I forgot to take my coat."
I stiffly handed him my coat, then watched as Han Yin smiled and walked away.
Slowly turning around, the sound of Qingqing's weak yet joyful laughter echoed in the ward:
"Hahaha, you big fool! He might really be falling for you now."
Laughter erupted again.
I: ...
After that awkward encounter, I felt a bit embarrassed to face Han Yin.
Thinking back on our history of encounters, it was basically just a record of my social blunders.
From the ridiculous voice message I sent by mistake, to the bathroom incident in the small grove on the mountaintop, to being caught red-handed in the ward that morning...
I was utterly speechless.
Coincidentally, work had been busy lately. The company suddenly landed a big contract, and our department had been working overtime for almost half a month.
During this time, overtime became my excuse; I hadn't played games with Han Yin and the others even once.
However, my brother had his King account banned for a week. In the meantime, he got restless and sent me a Red Envelope, wanting to borrow my account to play and help me rank up a bit.
I gladly agreed.
With someone helping me rank up and a Red Envelope to collect, only a fool would refuse.
After a few days of playing, when my brother returned the account to me, he had already reached the rank of King.
I was overwhelmed with joy and tears; after playing for years, this was my first time reaching King rank as a noob.
"Well done!" I exclaimed, busy with work and casually praising him over the phone.
"By the way, sis," my brother's voice came through the line, "that guy has been bothering you again. I played a match with him and pretended to be your boyfriend on voice chat, which really annoyed him."
I paused for a moment before laughing.
"Sounds good. Once I'm done with work these days, I'll treat you to a meal."
There was a former colleague who had been chatting with me on WeChat ever since he left the company, and he frequently harassed me in games.
If he weren't our supervisor's cousin, I would have scolded him and blocked him long ago.
Now that my brother had impersonated my boyfriend and annoyed him, I figured he wouldn't bother me anymore.
In high spirits, I hung up the phone and rewarded myself with takeout for working late.
After two weeks of hard work, I finally caught up on my progress.
The next day was the weekend, so I called my brother to invite him out for a meal.
However, on the way there, I scrolled through WeChat and found myself unable to smile anymore—Han Yin seemed to have hardly chatted with me lately.
Occasionally, he would say something, and I would just respond briefly while busy with work. By the time I got home at night, I was so exhausted that I collapsed into bed and fell asleep immediately.
It’s over.
He wouldn’t think I was intentionally ignoring him, would he?
After a moment of hesitation, I carefully sent a WeChat message to Han Yin, inviting him to lunch.
However...
I was rejected.
Han Yin politely said it wasn’t convenient for him; he had something to attend to shortly.
I stared at the chat window for a long time before finally replying with an acknowledgment.
Suddenly, I had a premonition that this relationship hadn’t even begun and might already be coming to an end.
This feeling left me unusually dejected.
In a shopping mall, at a café on the first floor.
I sat across from Zhong Kui, scooping ice cream into my mouth while he focused on his phone.
My younger brother, Zhong Kui, shares the same name as the legendary figure.
This clearly shows how extraordinary my parents' naming skills are.
I snapped back to reality and glanced across the table, noticing my brother still engrossed in his game of Honor of Kings. His ice cream was nearly melted into a puddle.
“Zhong Kui!” I called out in frustration. “Stop playing; your ice cream is melting.”
He seemed to be in the heat of battle, not lifting his head as he replied, “Sis, I’m in a team fight right now. Just eat it yourself.”
There was no way I could finish two servings, and seeing his focused expression only made me angrier. So, I scooped a spoonful of ice cream and shoved it into his mouth.
To my surprise, he happily accepted it, still not looking away from the screen as he mumbled that the ice cream from this place was pretty good.
I didn’t want to keep feeding him, and just as I was about to pull my hand back, my gaze shifted and I suddenly spotted someone outside the glass window: Han Yin.
He seemed to have passed by just in time and was now standing outside, staring at me with a dazed expression.
Through the glass window, our eyes met.
It suddenly hit me.
I glanced over at my brother, who was still lost in the world of the game, muttering under his breath, “Is AD playing with their feet?”
Would Han Yin misunderstand this?
My heart tightened, and I quickly retracted my hand that had been suspended in mid-air.
Just as I was about to go out and explain things to Han Yin, a young woman walked past him. She was elegantly dressed, exuding an air of sophistication, with delicate makeup that accentuated her features.
She approached him from behind and gently tapped his shoulder, her smile warm and inviting.
I couldn't hear what they were saying, but Han Yin nodded in response before walking away beside her.
Before leaving, he glanced at me and gave a slight nod, a silent acknowledgment.
I stood there in shock, my intention to chase after him and explain instantly extinguished.
So it turned out...
The reason he hadn't contacted me these past few days wasn't due to my neglect; it was because another girl had appeared by his side.
I forced myself to look away, staring blankly at the melting ice cream in front of me, and began to rationalize:
Looking on the bright side, what if that girl hadn’t just suddenly appeared but had been with him all along?
...Well, that thought only made me feel more dejected.
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