Mr. Shang, please be passionately in love after marriage.

Because of its less-than-ideal location, the hospital isn't very large, but the environment is quite nice, with a small garden downstairs.

The sun is shining brightly now, and many patients are sunbathing in the garden.

Cen hope pushed Shang Hanzhou to find an empty chair and they sat down. The spot was perfect; they could bask in the sunlight without feeling the glare.

"Won't it be a bit sunny?"

She asked him softly.

Shang Hanzhou rarely has such moments. His life is almost entirely occupied by work, and he only has short rest time in the evening.

It's rare to see someone going out just to sunbathe like this.

Before he could answer, a toy ball rolled down the slope to his feet.

His leg was injured, so he couldn't bend down to pick it up. Cen hope squatted down and picked up the toy ball.

Not long after, a little boy of about four years old ran over.

The little boy was chubby, with his cheeks full of baby fat.

so cute.

Seeing the ball in Cen hope's hands, he wasn't scared at all. Instead, he walked over to her, tilted his head, and said, "Sister, this is my ball."

Cen hope reached out and patted his head, then handed him the toy ball. "Then you have to keep it safe, okay? Don't lose it."

The little boy nodded and hugged the toy ball, which was as big as his belly, into his arms.

His gaze fell on Shang Hanzhou, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and he moved closer to Cen hope.

"Sister, is this uncle's leg broken? He looks so pitiful."

uncle?

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, his cold and sharp brows arching, just like his usual indifferent demeanor, even carrying a hint of oppression.

The little boy shivered and grabbed Cen hope's arm, whispering in his childish voice, "Sister, Uncle looks so fierce."

Cen hope was unaware of the different names the little boy used for the two of them.

He smiled and said, "He's not fierce, he just looks fierce."

The little boy clearly didn't believe it.

"Why don't you say hello to him?"

The little boy remained hidden beside her, not daring to approach.

Shang Hanzhou curled his thin lips, his handsome face showing no change in expression.

"Xiao Bao, what are you doing here?"

Just then, a pregnant young woman walked over, and the little boy who had been clinging to Cen hope immediately ran over with his toy ball.

This must be the little boy's mother.

"Mom, this older sister helped me pick up the ball."

"What should you say to your sister?"

The little boy was very clever; he immediately and earnestly said, "Thank you, sister."

Cen hope also laughed: "You're welcome."

"Okay, then say goodbye to your sister."

The little boy held his mother's hand and waved to Cen hope, saying, "Goodbye, sister."

"goodbye."

Cen hope waved to him, but he still didn't leave. He stared at Shang Hanzhou's leg, which was in a cast, for several more times, seemingly genuinely feeling sorry for him.

Even though he looked fierce and unapproachable, I still mustered up the courage to say to him, "Goodbye, Uncle."

Shang Hanzhou remained expressionless, and his complexion seemed to have worsened.

The little boy blinked, and this time he really didn't dare to linger. He grabbed his mother's hand and ran as fast as he could.

Cen hope found it strange. She turned to the man beside her and asked, "Don't you like children?"

Thinking about it, that makes sense.

Since he returned to China, his grandfather has been urging the two of them to have a baby, but Shang Hanzhou has never brought up the topic.

With a deep frown, Shang Hanzhou's expression turned solemn.

He didn't answer Cen hope's question, but instead asked another one, "Manman, do I look old?"

Thirty-three years old is a man's mature period.

Calm, composed, and rational.

This is the real him; he has long since passed his naive youth.

Cen hope didn't quite understand why he would ask that question, and after a moment of hesitation, she replied, "No, I'm still very young."

Even though he was five years older than me.

Shang Hanzhou lowered his eyelids. "But he calls you 'sister' and me 'uncle'."

These two terms are vastly different.

He and his young wife seem to be from different age groups.

This time, Cen hope was truly stunned and stood there for a long time before she came to her senses.

So, was his serious expression just now because the little boy called them by these different names?

Cen hope tried to hold back, but in the end she couldn't help it and turned her face away to laugh.

what.

So he actually cares about this.

I was made fun of.

Shang Hanzhou slightly tightened the lines of his lips. After Cen hope finished laughing, he concluded, "So, you like young people, not me."

Such a huge pot was carried over like this.

Cen hope quickly replied, "No way! I don't like younger people."

Shang Hanzhou looked at her with a deep, unwavering gaze.

"So, you mean I'm old?"

"..."

Cen hope was dizzy from his words; no matter how she put it, the answer didn't make sense.

"I didn't say anything."

She refused to answer his questions.

The setting sun behind us slowly spread across the entire sky.

Their figures were bathed together in the orange glow of the setting sun.

Cen hope pushed his wheelchair back, and halfway there, Shang Hanzhou suddenly said, "Manman, what you just did..."

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from the surroundings.

A few children chased and played as they darted past.

A passing nurse quickly stopped them, saying, "Children, making noise is prohibited in the hospital. It will disturb other people's rest."

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Cen hope hadn't heard what he just said. She leaned down, close to his lips, and whispered, "What did you say?"

The woman's fair skin was right in front of me.

Shang Hanzhou silently swallowed, his deep eyes suppressing a faint emotion, his low, hoarse voice repeating each word.

"Manman, you didn't deny that you like me."

She denied that she liked young people.

But she didn't deny that the words expressed her affection for him.

A hissing sound—like an old television screen sputtering static suddenly malfunctioning.

Cen hope could no longer hear any sound.

With only Shang Hanzhou's words remaining, her heart suddenly pounded wildly, and she seemed completely at a loss.

Just a few words.

He dug such a big hole.

Without thinking twice, she actually jumped.

"Manman, you like me."

He repeated it slowly once again.

With a sense of probing.

It also carries a hint of pushing one's luck.