After the Rebirth, She Became Mr. Song’s Little Ancestor

Even if his dreams were not detailed, the relationship between husband and wife respecting each other like "ice" was too real for Han Jifeng to ignore.

Li Shengxia released his hand from Han Jifeng's hospital gown: "It's very late, you should rest early, I should go home too."

The voice fell, without waiting for any retention.

Li Shengxia walked out, and she was about to leave the ward when she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Han Jifeng: "This afternoon, Ali brought the prince of Longxing Group to the house."

Han Jifeng heard the words and cast his eyes.

"Fu family, you should know that your eldest sister is married to Chairman Longxing."

Saying that, Li Shengxia seemed to notice his talkativeness, and changed his words: "No other meaning, no matter what, we are still classmates, I hope you will have a happy life in the future, Ali is young, wait for you to be together, even if you work again. Busy, you have to spend more time with her."

How could Han Jifeng not hear what she meant.

——Tang Li is at the age of playfulness, and it is easy to have an affair with the opposite sex. If something happens to the Prince Longxing, it will not be surprising.

It's not that Li Shengxia didn't find it.

Han Jifeng didn't say a word from beginning to end.

As a result, she couldn't figure out what Han Jifeng was thinking.

"Then take a rest, I'll come to see you tomorrow." Li Shengxia adhered to the principle of "click here", no more words, the handbag was held by the skirt, ready to turn around and leave.

When she raised her hand and opened the door of the ward, Han Jifeng's voice came: "I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow morning, so I don't need to come here again."

Li Shengxia held the door handle and didn't turn it. His eyes fell on Han Jifeng, with a slight flickering, and there was a feeling of hesitation in his eyes, and then he said, "Then I'll pick you up in the morning. You're like this, it's not easy to drive."

"Need not."

Han Jifeng sat down beside the bed.

With his back to the door, he took a pack of cigarettes from the drawer of the nightstand.

The windows of the single ward are half open.

Li Shengxia walked back, reached out and grabbed the lighter: "Smoking is not allowed in the hospital."

Some arrogant actions were made by her, but it was a different kind of tenderness.

"The doctor said that your stomach is bleeding, and smoking is not good for you." Li Shengxia paused for a while, then whispered, "You never smoked like this before."

In college, although Han Jifeng also smoked, he is not an old smoker. A pack of cigarettes can be smoked for two months in a drawer, because she does not like the smell of cigarettes. After she complained, Han Jifeng put away the cigarettes in the dormitory for her. All thrown away.

Li Shengxia suddenly asked: "...Did we start smoking again after we broke up?"

"no."

Even if Han Jifeng denied it, Li Shengxia still answered: "Whether it is or not, there is no difference in my heart."

This sentence cast a veil on their relationship.

A little bit more lingering affection.

Han Jifeng didn't seem to notice, he put the pack of cigarettes back in the drawer, and he didn't keep silent any longer, and directly pointed out those words: "We were together in college for three years, and then we separated until now. I haven't considered the issue of reconciliation."

Hearing this, Li Shengxia squeezed the strap in his hand.

"I've said what I should say before, and the phone call Tang Li called me. Since you've heard it... that's really what I thought."

Li Shengxia felt that his pride was being trampled on: "Are you in love with Tang Li?"

Han Jifeng didn't answer immediately.

A few minutes later, Li Shengxia heard him say, "Only with her can I be sure that I am still alive."

... instead of falling into an abyss-like dream.