Xu Xinghe twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly, not knowing how to answer Qin Yuan's words.

He pondered for a moment, and tentatively asked Qin Yuan like a dumb puzzle: "Then what...you know what happened last night?"

Standing in front of the hospital bed, Qin Yuan blinked and asked, "know what?"

Xu Xinghe turned his attention elsewhere, and said hesitantly, "That's it... He was with me last night."

——Ling Changfeng confessed to him last night.

In front of such a large room, Xu Xinghe couldn't say these words.

As if the word "confession" was hot.

Besides, he didn't know if Ling Changfeng had mentioned this to the people around him.

If Ling Changfeng didn't say it, then it doesn't seem very good to say it so rashly.

Under the entanglement, Xu Xinghe planned to go in such an ambiguous way, and let the adjutant figure it out for himself.

But he didn't expect Qin Yuan to be wrong.

I didn't expect that even if I didn't say those two words clearly, the roots of my ears would still burn inexplicably.

It was as if had experienced something embarrassing to tell last night.

There was an instant silence in the huge VIP ward.

The faces of everyone in the room suddenly became very strange, very exciting, very shocking...

Qin Yuan's eyes widened, and his lips trembled for a while before he smoothed out a complete sentence: "No, no, I thought he was just that... What was he actually doing??"

Xu Xinghe: "?"

He didn't react for a while, just cast a suspicious look.

Qin Yuan shivered suddenly, then shook his head in denial and said, "No! He said you didn't promise him what to do, so why are you paying back?"

Xu Xinghe: "..."

Under the splendid eyes of everyone, he suddenly realized what Qin Yuan said.

His face flushed red, and his hair almost exploded on the spot: "It's not that! Why do you think in such a place!??"

His face turned even redder.

If Ling Changfeng was present, he could probably smell the sweet pheromones in the air scurrying around.

Qin Yuan looked around Xu Xinghe's face, and he knew it in his heart. He waved and told everyone else in the ward to go out. He sat down on the small chair beside the bed and asked Xu Xinghe with a somewhat teasing expression, "Did he confess to you last night?"

Xu Xinghe nodded, then raised his eyelids to look at him: "Don't you know?"

"I can't blame me for wanting to be crooked..." Qin Yuan quickly waved his hand under the offensive of his eyes, shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you confess, you are blushing. man made."

Xu Xinghe: "..."

Qin Yuan touched his chin: "I was thinking just now, why did Chang Feng come to work this morning, and he knows the taste, shouldn't he ask for a leave to accompany you more? Tell me the truth about this kind of thing. I will definitely try my best to cooperate, after all, the alpha possessiveness will reach a peak after that, and the oga will also need to be comforted at times like this..."

Xu Xinghe interrupted him expressionlessly: "Stop, we really don't have that."

Qin Yuan said "tsk tsk" twice, his expression seemed to be a bit regretful, then he paused, and then expressed understanding: "Yes, you still need to rest well now. If he really takes advantage of this time, he will be too beast."

Xu Xinghe: "..."

He remembered something Qin Yuan had just said, and suddenly asked, "Your marshal said... Didn't I agree to his confession?"

"Yeah. I asked him vaguely this morning if his confession was successful, and he directly answered 'no', but I think he was in a good mood early in the morning, and it didn't look like his confession was rejected at all." Qin Yuan heard the words, Turning his head to look at Xu Xinghe, "Why are you asking that? Could it be that you promised him, but he didn't hear it?"

Xu Xinghe twitched the corner of his mouth: "That's not true."

He felt that he seemed to have rejected Ling Changfeng last night, but he didn't.

The words of refusal were pushed back by the other party, so erratic and undecided.

And that budding emotion seems to be floating in the sky, swaying in the sea, not knowing where to go.

Qin Yuan carefully observed Xu Xinghe's expression, and suddenly tilted his head and smiled: "Why do I think you are more troubled than him?"

Immediately, he started the self-questioning and self-answering mode again: "The person who makes the decision is often more entangled. His mind has already been understood, but yours is still unclear, right?"

Xu Xinghe turned his head and looked out the window, his voice muffled: "Are you here to be a lobbyist?"

Qin Yuan raised his head and smiled: "He doesn't need me to be a lobbyist. I'm here to visit a small patient-although I've heard from the doctor that you're fine, but it's more reassuring to come and take a look."

After a pause, he sat up straight again and said, "We are very happy that you can come back safely, really."

Xu Xinghe was slightly startled, turned his head to look at Qin Yuan, and smiled, revealing the small dimples on his face: "...Thank you."

"Don't thank you, don't be too entangled, you still have a lot of time to slowly run in and see your own mind." Qin Yuan said, "Oh yes, Fangzhou has already asked for a good vacation for you. , you can recuperate at home in peace in the near future. Of course, if you really feel bored at home and want to find something to do, you can also go back to work."

Xu Xinghe nodded and thanked again.

Qin Yuan waved his hand and stood up: "I still have something to do, so I'll stay soon."

Xu Xinghe wanted to get up to see him off, but was stopped by Qin Yuan: "No, no, just rest in bed."

Seeing this, Xu Xinghe was a little helpless, and he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I don't lack arms or legs. Even if I haven't regained my strength, I won't even be able to get out of bed."

After that, got out of bed and walked around twice.

Qin Yuan saw that his pace was still neat, and nodded, "Recovering well, it seems that he should be discharged from the hospital soon."

Xu Xinghe smiled: "I've been bothering you for a long time. When I'm discharged from the hospital, I invite you to come and sit at home. What do you want to eat, I'll cook at that time."

Qin Yuan raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked him, "Which house?"

Xu Xinghe was slightly startled.

I don't know since when, he has called the Marshal's Mansion home...

Qin Yuan didn't ask any more questions, he waved goodbye to him as he walked to the door: "I have no opinion on going to dinner, but..." He turned his head and smiled, "I think my dear sir may not welcome me here. Disturb your two-person world. Let's talk about it, see you later."

That night, Ling Changfeng came back earlier than Xu Xinghe expected.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the night is filled with darkness.

Xu Xinghe was sitting on the sofa in the ward reading a book when he suddenly heard the sound of sonorous footsteps coming from the door.

It was the sound of military boots stepping on tiles.

After all, this is a first-class hospital affiliated to the military, so it is not unusual to hear such footsteps.

Strangely, there was a faint scent of roses.

Xu Xinghe was wondering who would send roses to the hospital, but when he turned his head, he couldn't help being stunned.

Ling Changfeng, dressed in a military uniform, appeared at the door in a valiant manner.

Holding a bouquet of red roses in his hands.

Xu Xinghe: "..."

He spent an afternoon doing his ideological work, telling himself not to think about that confession all the time, and to get along with Ling Changfeng as usual.

That's the distance and the way that they both feel comfortable with each other, isn't it good to maintain the status quo when you don't know whether to move forward or backward?

As a result, the state of mind that had finally settled down in the reading process seemed to be thrown into a pebble suddenly by someone.

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

He watched Ling Changfeng walk straight in front of him, stretched out his hand and handed the flower forward, the aroma of roses wafted in his nostrils.

"Give it to you."

Ling Changfeng's voice was still as calm as ever, but there was a clear shimmer in his eyes.

God knows that Marshal Ling has never done anything like giving flowers to anyone at this age.

And the public in the alliance also tacitly agreed that he probably does not have such romantic cells.

Therefore, when he walked all the way with flowers in hand, everyone around him looked at him.

All of them looked like they saw the sun rising in the west, and they were so shocked that they almost couldn't close their jaws.

Xu Xinghe was also surprised.

However, in addition to being surprised, he faced one more choice problem than everyone else——

The flowers have already been delivered to the front, and I can't pick it up, and I can't pick it up well.

If it was a carnation, he would probably have accepted it.

But rose...

Xu Xinghe stared blankly at the rose in front of him, blinked his eyes, and tried to fool him: "You were inspired by Major General Qin, did you finally remember to send flowers when visiting a doctor?"

He said this, but his hand was slightly raised, as if he was going to pick up the flower.

Treat it as a flower for visiting a doctor, accept it, Xu Xinghe thought to himself.

However, Ling Changfeng didn't give him a chance to fool him, and he asked in a casual manner, "Have you ever seen someone give red roses to a sick person?"

Xu Xinghe: "..."

"Then, why did you suddenly give me this?" Team Leader Xu said with a knotted tongue.

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it. Isn't it right in his heart to ask this question!

But fortunately, Ling Changfeng did not answer the words "because I like you" or "roses are meant to be given to loved ones" that made him difficult to deal with.

A smile flashed in Yitong's eyes, and Marshal Ling replied in a slightly gentler voice than before: "You can take it as a gift, I think roses suit you well - they all have thorns."

Xu Xinghe: "?"

He just wanted to ask about the thorns, but before he had time to speak, he heard Ling Changfeng add: "They are all beautiful too."

Xu Xinghe's mouth twitched slightly: "I thank you."

Ling Changfeng nodded and said, "You're welcome, it should be accepted."

Xu Xinghe: "..."

In fact, what Xu Xinghe just said was half right, Ling Changfeng was indeed inspired by the adjutant to think of sending flowers.

When he heard that Qin Yuan was going to take time to visit Xu Xinghe in the hospital and ordered a bunch of carnations for it, Marshal Ling suddenly realized that he had not sent flowers to his young spouse until now after his marriage.

Ling Changfeng didn't know where the romance of sending flowers was, but he knew that it was a way for people to express their love.

And he wanted his little spouse to feel surrounded by love.

That's all.

Although Ling Changfeng's tone was still calm, his eyes were already firmly locked on Xu Xinghe.

When he saw his little spouse put down the book and stretched out his hand to take the bouquet of roses, he only felt a sense of relief flowing through his body.

He took my flowers.

Marshal Ling looked calm on the surface, but thought contentedly inside.

It's a small step forward.

On the other hand, Xu Xinghe thought to himself, if it was a gift... Do he need a gift in return?