It seems that the villain is targeting me.

Chen Xiaoya was a little scared: "Ah? Send him to the hospital..."

"What about the woman next to her?" Lando continued to ask.

Chen Xiaoya: "I went with him."

Still too late!

Lando slammed the steering wheel hard, sparks practically coming out of her eyes.

She gritted her teeth and clenched the handle, glancing at Chen Xiaoya who still looked confused.

"boarding!"

Chapter 65 Teacher, Please Look at Me

When will she wake up?

The doctor thought about it, stretched out his hand and gently touched the bird's delicate eyebrows, his fingertips slowly stroking over the brow bone, and finally stopping at the slightly red end of the eye.

Her knees pressed against the white sheets of the gurney. She had just put Xiao Niao down and laid him down on the spare bunk.

There are too many people coming into the emergency room now, and the staff in the hospital are simply too busy to handle it. After confirming the bird's injuries, they sent people to the back to wait.

The doctor had no complaints—let's be honest, you don't want to need to go through the expedited green light when you get into the hospital.

She stuffed some small things into the nurses' station and secured a more comfortable bed for Xiaoniao. She put the bird on the bed and made him lie down. The nurses were busy as hell, so she started the IV drip.

Now, she was sitting on a chair in front of the bed, gently touching the sleeping bird with her hand.

The doctor imagined what the man would look like when he opened his eyes.

She is actually no stranger to this.

For a while, she always found various reasons to pester the bird to sleep with her, and she would wake up earlier than the bird every time.

Xiao Niao would look around after opening her eyes. This person would always be confused for a while when they just woke up, and it would take a while before she would look at herself.

At this moment, she is always inexplicably soft, like a fluffy chick.

Doctors once thought that this was a privilege that belonged only to them.

No one else could see such a bird except her.

The man would blink slowly in front of her with a little smile - those eyes always reminded her of solidified amber.

The doctor's hand suddenly stopped.

Her heart trembled as she felt eyelashes brushing gently against her palm.

She moved her hand away, and Xiao Niao's eyes opened a little, his pupils not even having time to focus.

The doctor hadn't seen such a scene for a long time, and almost all the details had become blurred over the years.

The pair of light chestnut eyes were now filled with mist, and Xiao Niao's eyebrows were trembling, as if he had just woken up from a big dream.

She couldn't see who was standing beside her bed, but instinctively clutched the bed tightly.

Xiao Niao had a severe headache, but she was not completely unconscious. She could vaguely feel someone touching her.

——That was actually nothing. Xiaoniao even felt a little comfortable when that hand stroked her brow.

But as the other person's fingertips touched her eyebrows, something unexpected happened.

To describe it, it was like a thin layer of glass shattering before my eyes.

Certain restrictions that had existed before disappeared, and the memories in the deepest part of her mind awakened and screamed at her.

The needle-like pain made Xiao Niao break out in a cold sweat in an instant. She was quickly awakened by the pain, with sharp tinnitus in her ears and her vision going black from time to time.

The doctor was obviously frightened by this sudden change. She subconsciously moved forward to check on the bird.

Xiao Niao's body had curled up at this time. Too many emotions had completely overloaded her brain. She scratched the sheets unconsciously, and a distorted and distorted whimper came from her throat.

My wrist was quickly grabbed, and I felt a slight sting on the back of my hand.

Someone hugged her and stopped her from moving any further.

"...G...Gwen?"

There was a tearful tone in Xiao Niao's voice. She was trembling, and her heart was beating at a dangerously fast frequency.

The doctor froze in place, his lips moving in vain, unable to utter a single syllable.

All I could hear was the man's chaotic breathing and the dull echo of his heart beating against his chest.

She leaned softly on his shoulder, as if she was crying quietly.

"Gwen..."

No, not that name, the doctor tightened his arms, this is another woman's name.

It shouldn't be like this, teacher, you used to call me——

"Ah Chen?"

The old security door was gently pushed open, and the person who came home late looked at the bedroom that was still lit, looking a little surprised.

A moment later, the person in the bedroom came out - she came out and reached out to support the slightly shaking body of the person in front of her.

"teacher,

She smelled alcohol from him and said, "You've been drinking."

"Well……"

Xiao Niao shook his dizzy head and didn't refuse her help. "There was a sudden party in the grade... I drank a little."

As he spoke, the bird patted her back gently, indicating that he was fine.

She didn't say anything, but just pursed her lips silently.

"Why are you not sleeping yet?"

The man looked at her, his tone soft due to the alcohol, "Ah Chen...it's time to rest. You have to go to school tomorrow."

She remained noncommittal: "Yeah, I know."

Then he said, "Teacher, I'll go cook something for you."

Xiao Niao's physique is not suitable for digesting alcohol. If he goes to bed directly after drinking, he will definitely have a headache the next day.

Therefore, after every drinking and dining party, she would cook some soup for herself to drink, so as to prevent her body from rebelling the next day.

This is actually a hangover soup, but most people drink it after waking up, while Xiaoniao’s habit is to drink it before going to bed.

"Ah... no need, I can do it myself..."

Xiao Niao looked at her helplessly, and it was unclear whether the look in his eyes was one of relief or pity.

Ah Chen helped Xiaoniao to the sofa with some force and forced him to sit down.

"...He's a little devil."

Xiao Niao rested his head on the cushion behind him and muttered softly again.

When she came out of the kitchen with the cooked hangover soup, she found that Xiaoniao had fallen asleep with his eyes closed on the sofa.

Her breathing hitched along with her footsteps.

The porcelain bowl in my hand began to get hot, and ripples appeared on the milky white soup.

She walked forward somewhat uncontrollably, slowly approaching the unconscious bird.

Xiao Niao was curled up in the corner of the sofa, with half of his face buried in the collar of his coat. From her direction, she could only see the clear outline of Xiao Niao's profile.

My heart seemed to beat violently.

She finally reached out, grasped the bird's shoulders and rocked it gently.

"...Teacher," she said, "wake up."

Xiao Niao opened his eyes drowsily, muttered something softly, and then took the bowl of soup from the person in front of him.

She then lowered her eyelids and retracted her fingertips that were burned red.

After drinking most of the bowl of soup, my stomach immediately felt much better.

The bird sighed and felt that his love for the child was not in vain.

But until she finished drinking, Ah Chen showed no intention of getting up and going to sleep. Xiao Niao felt a little strange, and she looked at him with a probing look.

"...What's wrong?" Xiao Niao asked tentatively.

After a long time, Ah Chen slowly raised his eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Teacher," she said slowly, "am I a burden to you?"

Xiao Niao frowned and put the bowl of soup in her hand on the coffee table.

"How could that be!" Xiao Niao asked without hesitation, "Who told you that?"

Ah Chen shook his head: "No one said..."

In fact, some people did say so, but it was mainly her own imagination.

Ah Chen actually knew that Xiaoniao was not attending a grade dinner today, but a social gathering organized by the school leaders specifically to bring young teachers together.

This is how it is in this era. If you are still not married when you reach a certain age, even your leaders at work will be worried about you.

"But, Teacher, you're almost 29 this year, right?" She walked closer and wiped the soup stains from Xiaoniao's lips with a tissue. "...Are you planning to get married?"

Xiao Niao pressed her hand down, frowning tightly: "Not yet..."

"Why don't you get married..."

Ah Chen pressed, pressing one knee against the edge of the sofa.

Her posture was aggressive, but her tone was so pitiful, like a puppy that had been kicked by its owner for no reason.

"Am I a burden to the teacher?"

"No," Xiao Niao answered subconsciously, "Ah Chen, don't overthink it. I never considered you a burden."

But... don't you think of it as a burden?

Her hands trembled, and the surging emotions in her heart were like a bursting dam, destroying all the defenses that had long been built up in the young people's hearts with a devastating force.

In the suddenly collapsing world, Ah Chen struggled to distinguish the sound of his own heart, as if a person struggling in a flood subconsciously grasped a life-saving straw.

She held Xiao Niao's wrist.

"Teacher," Ah Chen said, "I will soon be an adult."

Xiao Niao finally realized something was wrong at this time, and she subconsciously tried to break free from the other person's hand.

But before this, Xiaoniao had already drunk a lot of wine, and now the alcohol was taking effect, and her limbs were all very weak.

"What are you doing..." She frowned in confusion, resisting and trying to push away the young man she had raised, "Ah Chen, stop it... Let me go..."

"I didn't make a fuss."

There was a hint of sorrow in the young man's voice. She stepped forward and pressed the bird into the corner of the sofa, not allowing the other party to look away.

She breathed heavily. Just these few simple actions almost exhausted all her courage.

"teacher……"

She stubbornly held Xiao Niao's cheek, pressing her soft palms to the older man's heartbeat.

Doctor Chen leaned over.

Xiaoniao's eyes are filled with tears

The doctor wiped the tears from her face with his thumb, like a child wiping his most precious treasure.

Young, soft bird.

"teacher,"

She said the same thing as before.

"Please look at me."

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