Hearing the knock on the door from behind, Jian Yi subconsciously turned her head to look at the door of the ward. The next second, saw a woman in a long black dress walking slowly towards him and Dean Zhou.

This is a very good-looking woman with black half-long hair, cold white skin, and red lips under the whole black dress, revealing a gorgeous color.

She was wearing flat shoes and was very tall.

The proportion outlined by the slender waist can only visually feel that the legs are straight and long.

But the pace of walking is slower than that of ordinary people, one step at a time, step by step, very steady, not in a hurry.

Facing his gaze, she just lowered her eyelashes slightly, glanced at him indifferently and casually, and then looked away without much concern.

Jian Yi's pupils shrank slightly.

Not because of the woman's hard-to-get-away-from-her beauty, though.

It's because of this person, whether it's the tired look between his brows and eyes, or his attitude of not caring much about other people's gaze while walking, they all gave Jian Yi a very strong sense of familiarity.

There was even a moment when this woman who appeared to be about the same age as him reminded him of Xie Jinling.

This cross-gender association is really outrageous.

Jian Yi herself thought it was ridiculous.

But at that moment, he really thought of that tablemate who was a bit maverick.

Jian Yi frowned slightly, trying to get rid of this somewhat unrealistic association from his mind, but when the woman walked beside him, he couldn't help but compare her height with Xie Jinling.

If ignoring the little error under the flat shoes, the height is almost the same as that of Xie Jinling.

In addition to these, there is also a very light-colored tear mole under the end of this person's eyes. Even the location of the tear mole is exactly the same as that of Xie Jinling's tear mole.

It's just that this person's facial contour looks softer than Xie Jinling's facial contour, and his eyebrows and eyes don't have such a strong and distinct sense of publicity.

Because she subconsciously compared the woman in front of her with Xie Jinling, Jian Yi's gaze unconsciously lingered on this person for a few more seconds.

It wasn't until seeing the other party frowned slightly that Jian Yi suddenly realized that as a man, it was extremely impolite and even more inappropriate for him to stare at a woman whom he met for the first time.

Thinking of this, even though Jian Yi had many guesses in her heart, she had no choice but to suppress it temporarily.

At this moment, he heard the woman next to him yelling to Dean Zhou on the hospital bed: "...Grandma... I'm back." Very gentle, a little soft, it is a kind of coquettish to relatives.

It's like Xie Jinling's voice, but not like it.

Jian Yi looked at the old man on the hospital bed.

Dean Zhou's eyes were already filled with tears. At this moment, he stared blankly at Xie Jinling who was wearing a long black dress. Her lips moved, and then she raised her hand and said with a choked voice, "It's Xiaowen! It's Xiaowen!"

She was a little emotional: "It's Xiaoan who is back..."

Little familiar?

A flash of thought flashed across Jian Yi's eyes.

He heard Dean Wang mention that after he left the orphanage when he was seven years old, Dean Zhou adopted a ten-year-old girl named Zhou Lingnan.

So this woman is Zhou Lingwen?

But he vaguely remembered something seemed to have happened to Zhou Lingnan. Maybe he should go to Dean Wang alone and ask why.

Jian Yi is not a nosy person, nor does she like to inquire about other people's affairs, but Dean Zhou is a special existence to him. And the woman named Zhou Lingnan in front of him always gave him a very familiar feeling, which made him think of Xie Jinling involuntarily.

This subtle feeling made Jian Yi more puzzled and more inquiring.

While Jian Yi was thinking, Xie Jinling, who was wearing Zhou Lingnan's identity, had already walked to the other side of the hospital bed and sat down, then leaned slightly, gently held Dean Zhou's hands, and started talking to Dean Zhou.

Fortunately, when Xie Jinling came, he already knew a lot about Zhou Lingnan, so he answered Dean Zhou's questions naturally and smoothly.

Jian Yi sat on the other side, quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

From the conversation between the two, he pieced together the general information.

Zhou Lingnan, 20 years old, just rushed back from abroad yesterday because of Dean Zhou's illness.

Everything sounded reasonable, but when Jian Yi turned her head slightly and glanced at the mole under the other's eyes, she faintly felt something was wrong.

Xie Jinling, who was talking to Dean Zhou, naturally noticed Jian Yi's eyes frequently falling on him.

Xie Jinling didn't think that the other party looked at him that way simply because of his good-looking appearance. Jian Yi's gaze was mixed with some kind of unobvious scrutiny and scrutiny, which is obviously not the way a man should look at a beautiful woman.

Xie Jinling guessed that Jian Yi might be making a comparison between the current him and the Xie Jinling she knew in school.

In the entire Cheng Lin High School, apart from some school leaders and class tutor Li Zhen, the only person who has seen his true face is Lin Ye.

Jian Yi had never seen his face under the paint, but he and Jian Yi were at the same table, although they didn't talk much, they still got along for a while.

Jian Yi himself is a top student with a high IQ, and his acuity and insight are far superior to others, so even if he has never seen his real appearance, it is not impossible to connect them with his outline and height.

Of course, connection is connection. As far as Jian Yi is concerned, Zhou Lingnan who appeared here is actually Xie Jinling who is disguised as a woman.

Xie Jinling would not feel ashamed about wearing women's clothes, after all, he himself agreed. Even if he was recognized by an acquaintance, he would not feel embarrassed.

He has no fetishes, no special fetishes.

As for what other people think, it is not within the scope of his consideration.

But this does not mean that he will take the initiative to tell Jian Yi that he is Xie Jinling.

Dean Zhou kept holding Xie Jinling's hand. She looked at Xie Jinling, then at Jian Yi, a smile appeared in her eyes, and the faint folds in the deep eye sockets showed a kind of age-precipitated look. kindly.

"Come on, Jian Yi, this is my granddaughter Zhou Lingnan, this should be the first time you have met."

"Well, it's the first time we've met." Jian Yi's voice was cold and cold that Xie Jinling was familiar with, but her tone was much softer than when she spoke to him at school.

When Dean Zhou heard this, he didn't know what he thought of, and the smile on his face became stronger.

"Jian Yi, Xiao Wen, the two of you are not much different in age, so you should have a lot of common topics." She spoke slowly, with a hint of matchmaking in her old and hoarse voice.

Jian Yi didn't speak, but looked at Xie Jinling thoughtfully.

As for Xie Jinling, she just cast a glance at him indifferently. The gazes of the two met in the air, separated by a hospital bed.

It was also at this time that Jian Yi noticed more and more clearly that the pupils of the person opposite were not pure black, but rather light amber.

Such a relatively special eye pupil color reminded him of Xie Jinling again.

Jian Yi took another look at this person's eye shape.

Then he looked at the bridge of her nose, her lips, and her chin.

Really like it.

The bridge of the nose is very straight, the tip of the nose is small, and the thickness of the lips is moderate. Whether it is the small bead of the lips, or the two faint canine teeth exposed when speaking, they are somewhat similar to Xie Jinling.

Jian Yi has never seen what Xie Jinling's face looks like under the paint, but now, looking at the person opposite, Jian Yi can't help but imagine, if Xie Geunling's face is removed, will she look like the person opposite The kind of beauty that makes people feel amazing and profound at a glance.

Not right, what Xie Jinling said.

Maybe it will be sharper, more ostentatious, and more colorful.

"...cough...cough cough..." Dean Zhou's cough interrupted Jian Yi's thinking.

Looking at Zhou Lingnan who got up to pour water for Dean Zhou to moisten his throat, Jian Yi realized that she had unknowingly stared at the other's face for a long time again.

He even tried to compare the opponent's facial features with Xie Jinling's facial features, just to restore Xie Jinling's true face.

How rude.

Jian Yi reflected in her heart.

At the same time, he also suddenly realized that his impression of Xie Jinling was so deep that he even remembered the shape of her eyes and the exact location of the tear mole under the eyes.

Jian Yi's mood suddenly became complicated.

But his face has never changed much, and his stern face makes it impossible to see too much emotional ups and downs.

After Xie Jinling poured water for Dean Zhou, she poured herself another cup from the paper cup in the cabinet.

Dean Zhou reminded: "Xiao Fan, pour Jian Yi a glass too."

Xie Jinling hummed, and took out another empty paper cup.

Afterwards, he handed the filled paper cup to Jian Yi.

"Thank you." Jian Yi took the paper cup and thanked her.

However, in the next second, when Xie Jinling withdrew his hand, Jian Yi, who inadvertently glanced at a certain part of Xie Jinling's hand, suddenly grabbed Xie Jinling's wrist.

He held Xie Jinling's smooth and delicate back of his hand in his palm, and turned Xie Jinling's slender wrist towards him. After seeing a small light-colored mole near the artery, Jian Yi's lips pursed slightly.

Xie Jinling raised her eyebrows, and said slowly, "Can you let go?"

Jian Yi raised her head, and after seeing the half-smile in the eyes of the person in front of her, the warm and soft touch in her hand became clear and ambiguous all at once.

He let go abruptly, like a hot potato.

A bit of embarrassment also appeared on the handsome face that was always indifferent and cold, and the ears were also inexplicably hot.

Jian Yi's lips moved a little, wanting to apologize.

After all, no matter what the reason is, it is an offense to just hold someone's hand and look at it in detail.

But before he could speak, the other party had already withdrawn his gaze, picked up the paper cup and drank water with the hand that he had touched.

From going out to now, Xie Jinling was indeed a little thirsty.

He took several sips before putting down the paper cup.

Xie Jinling's lip color itself is relatively red. When Zhao Yaqian put on lipstick for him, she didn't pursue the perfect makeup effect on her lips.

Probably because of this, the mouth of the pure white paper cup that Xie Jinling's lips touched was stained with some inconspicuous lip marks.

And this slight red lip curve is like a hint of some kind of charming and lingering, revealing a hint of secret ambiguity.

Before that, Xie Jinling had never worn lipstick.

It was alright when he didn't drink water, but when the lipstick was at least on his lips, although Xie Jinling was not used to it, she could barely accept it.

Now after drinking water, the originally docile lipstick seems to be smudged by warm water.

The lip balm slowly spread in the moisture of warm water, spreading from the bead of Xie Jinling's lips to the corners of her lips.

Unable to tell what it tasted like, Xie Jinling subconsciously licked it lightly with the tip of her tongue, sweeping the smudged blubber into her lips and teeth.

The tip of the tongue is red, the teeth are white... and the lips become more hydrated after being soaked in water.

When combined together, they are already gorgeous.

And this unconscious movement, made by Xie Jinling so naturally, reveals a kind of seductive and unknowing sense of color | aura.

Jian Yi, who saw this scene in his eyes, had just lost the blush, and there were faint signs of fever again.

Jian Yi rarely reacts like this.

Due to his personality, his emotions have always been indifferent and indifferent, and he is also used to keeping himself as calm and calm as possible under any circumstances.

At this moment, he couldn't express how he felt in his heart.

I just feel that the picture in front of me is very beautiful and very tempting, and this visual impact is like a piece of catkins slowly blown by the wind, falling gently on his chest, making him feel a little itchy, a little Strange, a little uncomfortable.

Jian Yi's lips were tightly closed, she lowered her eyes, and after adjusting her emotions, she stopped looking at the opposite person who made him feel weird.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it just now."

Xie Jinling hummed in a low voice. Probably because he had just drank water, his clear and shallow voice was particularly lukewarm, and every word he spoke slowly revealed a slight hoarseness and softness.

If such a voice is spoken close to the auricle of a person, it will definitely make people feel as if they are being passed by a tingling current.

There is no doubt that Zhou Lingnan on the opposite side is an extremely charming person, every inadvertent movement seems to be able to stir up people's hearts.

But at this moment, for some reason, Jian Yi thought of the same tablemate from Miao Jiang, the boy with painted face and silver ornaments on his body.

This is the first time...

Jian Yi gently supported her forehead, her thin white fingertips were hidden under the short black hair.

He knew very well that he should not compare Zhou Lingnan with Xie Jinling. This is extremely rude to both Zhou Lingnan and Xie Jinling.

However, if he knows it, he knows it, but he always unconsciously connects these two people together in his mind. After all, there are too many coincidences and similarities between the two.

In fact, it stands to reason that he should leave time for Dean Zhou and his granddaughter to catch up on the old days, and he should leave space for these two people.

But when he glanced at Zhou Lingnan who was sitting on the other side, thinking of the familiarity that she gave him, Jian Yi seemed to have a voice in his heart telling him to let him stay first, don't be so leave quickly.

Jian Yi thought a lot in her heart, but it didn't show on her face.

He sat quietly on the stool, listening to the conversation of the other two in the ward.

He is handsome and sparse, elegant and upright. He didn't interrupt rashly, and he didn't take the initiative to disturb him. He only answered a sentence or two when Dean Zhou asked him.

There is nothing wrong with the whole attitude.

It was around ten twenty when Xie Jinling arrived at the ward.

At this moment, he glanced at the time, it was almost half past eleven. The nurse who was in charge of taking care of Dean Zhou walked into the ward, came to get the lunch box in advance, and was going downstairs to get the kind of light and nutritious meal specially suitable for patients.

Xie Jinling couldn't get used to that kind of nutritious meal, so she planned to go out for lunch.

Dean Zhou said with a smile: "Xiao Fan, you and Jian Yi can go together."

Hearing this, Xie Jinling glanced at Jian Yi.

Jian Yi paused for a moment, and then said to Dean Zhou: "I have something to do in the afternoon, I'll be with you for a while and I'm going to go back." The implication is that she doesn't plan to eat nearby.

Xie Jinling left the ward and walked all the way to the elevator.

At this point, because it is close to noon, there are more people waiting for the elevator on each floor.

Xie Jinling lowered her head and glanced at her outfit, and then glanced at the surrounding people who were waiting for the elevator with him, but their eyes glanced at him from time to time.

Now the elevator has descended to the fourteenth floor. It is estimated that when the elevator opens, the inside will be relatively crowded. Even if we continue to wait for the next round, this relatively crowded situation will not slow down, unless it is after half past twelve.

Just as Xie Jinling was thinking, the elevator descended to his floor.

The elevator door was slowly opened, and the space seemed narrow and crowded due to the large number of people. After several middle-aged aunts next to Xie Jinling rushed in, there was even less room to stand.

Xie Jinling was silent for two seconds, and walked resolutely to the stairs not far from the elevator.

Twelve floors.

Going down the stairs was within Xie Jinling's tolerance.

He took a step and walked in.

As soon as he walked in, he heard two clear footsteps coming from the stairs on the upper floor.

It seems that there are people like him who don't want to take a crowded elevator?

"...It's so unlucky, shouldn't you come here in the afternoon! I avoided it on purpose, but I still ran into you...!" The voice was a recognizable boyish voice, with a little bit of annoyance.

This voice is somewhat familiar.

Xie Jinling recalled where she heard it.

The next second, he heard another male voice, two simple words, loose and casual, with a hint of laziness: "Don't make noise..."

this voice...

Xie Jinling felt that the deep voice was more familiar.

Seems to be……

"Lin Ye, don't think that you can bully the younger because you are a few years older than me!" Lu Junxing is very annoyed now, and he is very angry when he sees Lin Ye's lazy but unreasonable attitude.

Lin Ye raised his eyelids, and casually replied in a flat tone: "You don't deserve me to waste that time."

Lu Junxing was choked by these words, and then irritated a few times, and pulled down his baseball cap with a sullen face, "You are really annoying!" After throwing these words, Lu Junxing hurried downstairs speed.

As a result, when he turned a corner and reached the corner between the stairs, he happened to see Xie Jinling walking down.

Lu Junxing was taken aback for a moment, apparently he didn't expect to meet the woman who was on the elevator with him before: "You are the one..."

Before Lu Junxing finished speaking, Lin Ye, who was walking behind him, suddenly accelerated, passed by him, walked down a few steps, and directly grabbed the man's wrist.

Lu Junxing: "?"

Lu Junxing was a little confused, what kind of development is this?

Lin Ye knew this beautiful sister?

Xie Jinling's wrist was held so suddenly by Lin Ye, and he didn't continue to walk down. He looked back at Lin Ye, raised his eyebrows slightly, and signaled Lin Ye to let go first.

Lin Ye let go, stared at the tear mole under Xie Jinling's eyes for a few seconds, then lowered his voice, imitating Zhang Jiayi's usual address for Xie Jinling, and said with a half-smile, "Student Xie?"

Xie Jinling wasn't at all flustered by being recognized by an acquaintance, his face was very calm, and he asked in a nonchalant way: "How can you be sure it's mine?"

For some reason, Lin Ye thought of something, and the corners of his lips curled into an inconspicuous arc: "You are easy to identify."

Lu Junxing on the side first looked at Lin Ye, then at Xie Jinling, and finally at Lin Ye: "Do you know each other?"

Lin Ye ignored him.

Xie Jinling just glanced at him, then looked away.

Thinking to himself, no wonder he thought this baseball boy looked familiar at first, it turned out that it was because the other's outfit was very similar to Lin Ye's outfit.

It's like imitating.

Lu Junxing didn't know what Xie Jinling was thinking, at the moment he just felt that he was being ignored by these two people: "...!" How angry!

Lu Junxing let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

Lin Ye lowered his eyes, and the pupils that looked a little deep because of the darkness were fixed on Xie Jinling: "Are you going to eat now?"

Xie Jinling nodded slightly: "Yes." Her attitude was normal and natural.

Lin Ye heard Xie Jinling's shallow response, and his eyes fell on Xie Jinling's face.

Except for the last time in the bathroom of Qiuyou, this is the second time Lin Ye saw Xie Jinling's true face. The first time was amazing, but this second time, apart from being amazing, there was also a subtle and secret palpitation.

Xie Jinling's position was one step lower than his, and with the difference in height, from his current angle, Xie Jinling's slender eyelashes could be seen very clearly.

This dense black is like a closed arc, and under the slightly dim light in the stairs, some hazy shadows are revealed.

In the past, Xie Jinling wore the very recognizable Miao Jiang costumes. Apart from the oil-painted face, only a section of his neck and the skin of his hands were exposed.

Sometimes, even the tips of the ears are covered by side-thinning hair.

At this moment, Xie Jinling, who was dressed in a long black dress, had her collarbone exposed, and her knuckles were slightly bent downwards, with a delicate and beautiful arc.

The slightly slit long skirt reveals her straight legs.

The slim fit outlines the line of his waist, which looks slimmer than the previous Miao Jiang costumes with belts.

Lin Ye didn't know if the idiom "Yingying grasping" was used to describe the feeling Xie Jinling's waist brought. He only felt that maybe he could completely hold Xie Jinling's waist with only one hand.

I don't know if Xie Jinling drank water before, but there was a residual smudge of lipstick on those moist lips, which reminded Lin Ye of the red paint that he wiped off the other's face with his hands that night.

Red lips, white skin, black dress and hair.

This kind of Xie Jinling faintly reveals a sense of temptation that she does not want to know.

Lin Ye couldn't tell what kind of feeling it was.

It felt like Xie Jinling's lips were brighter and her brows more attractive.

He is obviously tall and thin, but because of the curve of the long skirt, he looks a little delicate and soft.

Just use your arms to completely shackle him to your chest.

This subtle feeling mobilized Lin Ye's emotions, causing some changes in his thinking and cognition unconsciously.

It also made his understanding of Xie Jinling shift from simply thinking that a boy is good-looking, to a level where it seems that he can not only regard Xie Jinling as a boy who can only develop into a friendship, but that they can actually On the level of liking, holding hands, hugging, and even kissing.