So when he came to the hospital, the contract was drawn up before he came, and he was accustomed to make both preparations. If she wanted to break off the marriage, the contract would not be used.

He subconsciously felt that this contract was completely superfluous, and Yu Mian's choice didn't have to be thought about to know that there was no room for it to play a role.

Lin Jianshen knew very well that Yu Mian didn't have any good feelings for him, but what happened today overturned his thoughts.

He has always been keen on observing people, and naturally he could see the genuine joy, excitement, and faint reverence in Yu Mian's expression when he talked to him. He had only seen these in fans, but there seemed to be some subtle differences.

Her emotional expression is not as enthusiastic as the fans, as if she is deliberately restrained, or perhaps her personality is more introverted and soft, so her senses are also extremely soft.

It was like a gentle warm wind was blowing on his face, and it was like a beautiful flower blooming in front of his eyes, and he felt that the gentleness of the wind and the flower were only presented to him.

Before waiting for his reply, the little girl pursed her lips in grievance, her big black eyes were moist and clear, and she watched as the tears accumulated in the eye sockets and were about to overflow and fall.

Does she like Chu Yan or not, what does it have to do with him?

"Even if, even if I liked him before...I don't like him anymore." The girl's voice was soft, with a strong cry.

His gaze slid through the corners of the girl's red eyes and touched her eyes with hidden expectations. Lin Jianshen withdrew his gaze and took a sip from the water glass.

After a long time, the tone was light: "... um."

The crystal black eyes dipped in tears suddenly showed a bright color, like bright stars, shining in the night sky.

Yu Mian broke into a smile, her brows and eyes curved into two small crescents. She laughed for a while, but couldn't help blushing and embarrassed, feeling that she was too naive, she was twenty years old, and she shed tears because she was misunderstood.

After he calmed down, his reason slowly returned to the cage. Yu Mian held the magazine and sat face to face with Lin Jianshen, once again falling into inexplicable embarrassment.

She thought for a while, the original body was not a fan of Lin Jianshen, and the two didn't seem to know each other very well. If they suddenly became so familiar, would the idol be scared by her?

She didn't know if she was scared or not, but she was definitely uncomfortable, because she saw Lin Jianshen raised his hand and touched his forehead. Excuse me or something.

Yu Mian looked at him quietly, not daring to be open and aboveboard, she was nervous and uneasy, she made too many jokes, she thought that since she talked too much, she would not speak at all.

For a while, they were speechless. Yu Mian peeked at the idols intently, unaware of the embarrassment of the atmosphere, and also did not realize that Lin Jianshen probed his forehead a lot more often.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, Lin Jianshen suddenly asked, "Why did you cry just now?"

Yu Mian was brought back to her senses by his voice, thinking that he was asking her about the fact that she almost cried because of the misunderstanding, and hurriedly replied with a blushing face, "I-I don't want you to misunderstand, and, besides, I didn't cry..."

She really didn't cry, the tears didn't have time to fall, just contained in her eyes.

"Not this," Lin Jianshen shook his head and asked again, "Why are you crying when you were outside just now?"

"Ah." Yu Mian opened her mouth, realizing what he was asking, her happy mood suddenly cast a shadow, she lowered her eyelids, no longer looked at the man's eyes that seemed to know everything, and said dryly, "It's nothing... "

At this moment, she suddenly felt that fate was too strange. Eight years ago, the head teacher brought his donation and gave Yu Miansheng hope. Now, eight years later, she has finally returned to death, but has become associated with him.

Yu Mian concealed it subconsciously, and the other party didn't want to ask questions. Neither of them were good at talking, so the topic ended.

After a long silence, Lin Jianshen finally bid farewell, and Yu Mian stood up to send him out.

Before leaving the ward, Lin Jianshen took out a mask from his pocket and put it on his face. The mask covers most of his face, revealing only a pair of dark eyes, long and narrow eyes, quiet eyes, deep eyes are calm.

Yu Mian stared at him silently, watching his long eyelashes fall down, his slender fingers curved, a pale bony color looming over the knuckles, and his fingertips pulled the mask straps behind his ears. Pushing the door open, he lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes without the slightest heat, like a wisp of light and airless wind, blowing across her face.

Looking at the figure he was about to leave, Yu Mian suddenly had the urge to ask him a question.

And she asked.

"Do you know a girl named Yu Mian?"

When he stopped walking out of the door, Lin Jianshen turned around. Hearing this question, his expression didn't change, he was still so calm.

He pondered for a few seconds, as if thinking about his memories seriously, and then said: "In my impression, only you are called Yu Mian."

His nose was sour, and even though he had expected it, Yu Mian still had tears in his eyelashes.

To him, Yu Mian was one of the countless people he sponsored. There was nothing special about her, and he didn't have to remember who she was. But he is unique in her life, so profound that it needs to be remembered for a lifetime.

Afraid that the tears in her eyes would be detected, she turned her face away in embarrassment and said lightly, "I overheard the nurse say that there is another Yumian here, she is an orphan who was involved in a car accident and was sent to the hospital for rescue yesterday. You said it was a coincidence."

In response to her, there was only a short, cold "um".

I heard the sound of the door closing, and the tears in my eyes couldn't hold back any longer, and they rolled out of my eyes.

Yu Mian pursed her lips tightly, and was about to cry, when a slightly magnetic male voice resounded above her head: "Then what?"

Because she was wearing a mask, the voice sounded muffled, like an explosion on her head.

Yu Mian thought he had already left, but this sudden sound made her tremble all over, unable to hold back her hiccups.

"You, why didn't you leave?" Yu Mian quickly turned his head, stared at him with teary eyes, and looked up at him while covering his mouth.