Chapter 381

Jiang Yao thought, given how precious her parents are to these things, she doesn't know how Lu Xingzhi persuaded her parents to give him these copies.

Under the homework, there is a thick stack of envelopes with stamps on them, but there is no postmark, and the address and name of the recipient and sender are not written, so these are stamped but not sent out letter.

Jiang Yao didn't need to open it to know that these letters must be related to her, or that these letters were all addressed to her.

Jiang Yao wiped the tears from her face, holding these things, her heart felt sore and unbearable.

She took out a few letters and put them among the books she wanted to take away, then put the drawer back, locked it again, put the key back, took the things, went out the door and went downstairs.

At this moment, she urgently wants to see him, even though he is not awake yet, but just looking at him is enough, she is satisfied.

After arriving at Mrs. Lin, Jiang Yao first sent the children of Mrs. Lin's family to Mrs. Lin's natal home in Jin City, and then took Mrs. Lin back to the capital. Because returning home was like an arrow, Jiang Yao drove much faster than when she came. up.

It was still early for Jiang Yao to return to the hospital, but for the patients in the hospital, it was time to rest.

When Jiang Yao arrives, let Thursday go back to rest. She came out in the middle of the night last night, and Thursday also came out in the middle of the night, and she didn't have a good rest all night.

Seeing that Jiang Yao insisted on staying overnight in the hospital on Thursday, and seeing that Jiang Yao was in good spirits, he left a message to ask Jiang Yao to call something, and then left the hospital.

The nurse who came to make the rounds saw Jiang Yao, and greeted Jiang Yao warmly, and looked at Jiang Yao with admiration.

"It's fine for me to watch here, you can go to other wards." Jiang Yao responded lightly, how could she give her eyes to the nurse who looked at her like an idol? Not even for a second.

Jiang Yao closed the door of the ward after the nurse turned her head three times and reluctantly left the ward. She sat on the edge of Lu Xingzhi's bed and raised her hand to gently touch Lu Xingzhi's face.

"Fool! Lu fool." She cursed in a low voice, but she was full of joy. Nothing is better than this moment. He is still alive, and there is nothing that makes her feel more lucky than him being alive.

Lu Xingzhi woke up on the afternoon of the third day after the operation.

That day, the weather in Kyoto was clear and clear, the warm autumn sun shone on the window sill, and the sunlight slanted on Jiang Yao who was holding a book and facing the window with her back.

This was the first scene Lu Xingzhi saw when he opened his eyes. It was very peaceful, but inexplicably beautiful to his blood.

She tilted her head slightly, and her long hair was mischievously draped over her shoulders, covering her side face. Her book was placed on his hospital bed, pressed down with only one hand.

And the other hand was gently covering his hand that was infusion.

The ward is quiet, and the world is even quieter.

It was so quiet that he was even a little reluctant to disturb her at this moment.

However, she seemed to sense it. Suddenly, when he had no warning, she raised her eyes to look at him. In those eyes, the original emotions were swept away, leaving only surprise.

No one spoke, and no one moved their eyes from each other, just like that, they looked at each other across the hospital bed.

Until, she looked and looked, her eyes were red and shed tears.

Until, he wanted to raise his hand to wipe the tears on her face.