Han Jue laughed in a low voice and said, "Yes, it's because I almost died that I became afraid of death. Now that I have you, I'm even more reluctant to die."

Han Jue said: "Tomorrow or accident, I really don't know which one will come first. We try not to do things that make ourselves regret."

Zhang Yaohui, who was standing behind the door, licked his teeth, his eyes full of complexity.

He had been worried that Han Jue would die at any time before, leaving Xiaoman alone to endure loneliness. Unexpectedly, he was the one who almost died and left Xiaoman before.

"But why are you here? There are so many reporters downstairs." Zhang Yiman blamed Han Jue in his tone.

"There is no way. This happened to my girlfriend's father, so I have to come and have a look. In addition, I don't want you to face these alone, so I'll take a look at you."

"Yeah~~"

"Don't cry." Han Jue asked in a low voice: "By the way, you haven't eaten yet, are you?"

"No... hiccup." Zhang Yiman wiped his tears, burped, and said shyly, "I'm not burping! I didn't eat anything!... I just ate half an apple!"

"I understand, I understand." Han Jue smiled, and then there was a rustling sound when the plastic bag was opened.

"I'm afraid you have no appetite, so I brought you some porridge and some light dishes. Come and eat some."

"I didn't have an appetite at first, but now I have an appetite." Zhang Yiman hummed softly as a kitten.

"That's good."

"Where are you, uncle?"

"I didn't eat either, I'll eat with you."

Then two slight sounds of drinking porridge came from the corridor.

Zhang Yiman chewed the vegetables in her mouth and whispered: "It's so miserable. I was going to eat the late-night cafeteria on a date today."

"This is also considered a date. Now, I'll give you the yolks of this salted duck egg. I'll eat the egg white," Han Jue said. "As long as two people are together, they'll be a date."

"Hehe~"

"Stop hehe, eat quickly, your dad will call you later."

"Oh! (Hululu~Hululu~)"

“Slow down.”

"Are you going to be faster or slower..."

Zhang Yaohui was silent for a moment and silently sewed the door.

He hunched his back and moved back to the bed little by little.
Chapter completed!