Chapter 136 An Yi: I cried, thank you

Through the glass of the ICU, Jin He could see An Yi standing outside, peering longingly inside, like a husky that had been kicked out of its home, looking both pitiful and adorable.

Unfortunately, Jin He was covered in tubes and couldn't move, so he lay on the bed and held up two fingers to An Yi from afar.

Jin He: Yay!

As a result, An Yi broke down in an instant. Jin He watched as his eyes reddened and tears streamed down his cheeks. An Yi quickly wiped them away and squatted down to continue crying.

Jin He: ...

If Jin He could move now, he would definitely struggle to get off the ground and sneak a peek at how badly An Yi was crying, since he really rarely sheds tears.

Do not move.

Jin He sighed and stared at the ceiling. It's common knowledge that sick people have no dignity; he was covered in tubes, looking terrible…

It's fine if An Yi isn't allowed in, otherwise he'll lose face.

Jin He lay there, half-closing her eyes, trying to fall asleep.

Go to sleep. You can have the surgery when you wake up.

An Yi didn't have any tissues on him, so he just wiped his tears haphazardly with his sleeve, squatting in the corridor and crying like a dog. The medical staff who came and went just glanced at him, sighed, shook their heads, and left.

After all, this kind of situation is very common in hospitals.

An Yi's sleeves were all wet. In the midst of the chaos, a tissue suddenly appeared in front of him. The hand holding the tissue had a nude manicure, with long, fair fingers and some calluses on the first joint of the middle finger, carrying a faint scent of perfume.

He was taken aback and looked in the direction of the hand: "Sister."

Anxi threw a tissue at him: "What kind of man is it to cry like that? Hurry up and wipe your tears."

An Yi quickly took the tissue and hastily wiped away her tears: "Why are you here?"

Anxi didn't answer his question. Looking through the glass at the person sleeping with their eyes closed, she pointed and asked, "Is it him?"

"Um."

"She's quite good-looking," Anxi muttered.

Of course. An Yi stood up and saw that Jin He was already fast asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't let him see you. What if you scare him? He's so fragile and pitiful. He can't be easily frightened."

Anxi: "..."

Why are you here?

"Of course I'm here to see my future brother-in-law. Not only me, but Mom and Dad are already on the plane back." Anxi looked around. "Are you alone? Doesn't he have a younger sister?"

“His sister said she’d come to relieve me in the middle of the night,” An Yi said, his neck stiff. “But I’m not leaving.”

"I didn't say you had to leave." Anxi sighed, crossed her arms, and looked at the person inside, wondering, "What did he see in you?"

"Such a good-looking person, even though they're as thin as a ghost, they still look good. Really, tsk tsk tsk, if I do good deeds in this life, I'll look like this in my next life."

"Then from now on, you should watch your mouth."

Anxi: "..."

Anxi was just there to find out what was going on; she had to pick up her parents from the airport that afternoon. After glancing at Jin He's medical record, she saw An Yi still sitting dejectedly on a chair in the hospital corridor. She walked over, bent down, and looked at him: "What's wrong with you again?"

“The person lying there isn’t your boyfriend, of course you don’t feel sorry for him,” An Yi said with a bitter face.

"You wouldn't be like this when you're with Jin He, would you?" Anxi shook her head. "How is he doing?"

"You heartless idiot, you were just giving me a peace sign."

"Oh dear, just think about how Jin He is going to have surgery and tubes inserted, how much he's suffering, and he still has to take time to comfort you."

An Yi: "..."

“You need to stand up straight. Jin He is already in enough pain from the surgery, how can he also have to take care of your emotions?” Anxi said earnestly. “You’re so old now, can’t you be a little more reliable? If you’re anxious, upset, or feeling sorry for him, remember to do it behind his back, don’t let him see it.”

An Yi nodded: "I understand."

"Let me see his medical records..." Anxi sighed, "How come this child's health is so poor? How did you raise him? You can't seem to raise anything well since he was little? Did you give Jin He a buff?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Otherwise, how about we bring him back to the old house after he's discharged from the hospital? Let him live with my parents? We'll definitely be able to take good care of him."

"Just say you want to scare him to death." An Yi held up a number. "I've been taking good care of him. He's gained eight pounds recently. Do you know what eight pounds means?"

“He’s not in a good health right now and isn’t in a hurry to meet the parents, right?” Anxi said.

“Yeah, don’t let Mom and Dad come to see him. What if they scare him? I just mentioned it to him the other day and he got so scared his heart started hurting. And now all of you are coming…”

An Yi muttered to himself, and An Qian raised her hand and smacked him on the back of the head: "You brat, you think we came to see him? We came to see you."

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not sick."

"You're unreliable! Do you even know how to take care of someone? I just saw you squatting on the ground crying like a dog. Tell me, what problem does crying solve? Does crying make him feel better?"

"I just feel sorry for him."

An Yi said softly, "He's never had a comfortable day in his life. I just feel sorry for him."

Anxi stayed here to have lunch with her younger brother, and then had the driver take her to the airport to pick up her parents. An Yi was left alone in the hospital again. He was looking inside through the glass when he noticed that Jin He was looking at him with his eyes half open.

An Yi waved at him.

Jin He opened her mouth and said to him: Your sister is really beautiful.

An Yi watched his lip movements, analyzing each word carefully, and his pupils dilated in shock.

He took out his tablet from his backpack and typed a few words on it: You saw it all!

Jin He laughed and said: I even saw you crying.

He then made a crying face.

An Yi wrote: She likes you very much.

Jin He smiled, his pale lips pursed. He said: Backpack.

An Yi frowned. What did that mean?

Jinhe: Backpack, inside.

An Yi picked up his backpack and asked, "Is this it?"

Jin He nodded.

An Yi opened his backpack. Inside was a small pocket that felt hard to the touch and was shaped like a ring. He opened it and saw a rather unsophisticated silver bracelet wrapped in cloth.

He held the bracelet in his hand, stunned for a long time. Then he suddenly looked up and saw Jin He in the ward. His lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing his silly expression, Jin He couldn't help but laugh again, and stretched out her hand to pinch a heart shape with her index finger and thumb.

Jin He: I love you.

An Yi squatted on the ground, clutching the bracelet, and cried again.

Jin He: ...

He's quite old, but he's become a crybaby.