2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

Looking at the girl on the hospital bed who was as delicate and fragile as porcelain, Yan Muyun was in a daze for a moment, feeling suddenly unreal.

In his impression, there are two most distinct images of Zhang Xixue. One is the policewoman who is usually high-spirited and capable, no matter what she does, she is not sloppy at all. The second is the "chivalrous knight" who hates evil as much as he hates it and can't tolerate the slightest grain of sand in his eyes. He practices justice in his heart countless times in the dark.

Although the contrast between the two images is great, it has nothing to do with the fragile appearance of a paper doll at this time.

When Zhang Xixue saw him, her originally gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, and the expression on her pale and bloodless face became vivid.

Yan Muyun took a few steps forward, got very close to her, and sat on the chair next to her: "Do you feel better now?"

"Water, Xiaoxue just woke up, you need to drink some water." Li Qiaoyun reminded softly.

"Oh..." Yan Muyun subconsciously tried to get out of the way so that she could feed Zhang Xixue water, but he met the other person's slightly smiling eyes.

Seeing him looking over, Li Qiaoyun quickly turned his eyes away. Then he seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his bag: "Oh, I'm going out to take a call. Please take care of Xiaoxue first." Then he Walk towards the door.

However, Yan Muyun clearly saw that the screen of the mobile phone she took out from her bag did not even light up.

What's going on? Zhang Feiyu dislikes me, but his wife seems to like me as their uncle...

He was a little helpless, but he couldn't shirk the situation now, so he could only pour a glass of warm water from the bedside table next to him.

"I'll do it, brother Yan." At this moment, Zhang Zitong suddenly came over and took the cup in his hand.

Yan Muyun thought this was fine: "Oh, okay, be careful."

Zhang Zitong first took a sip to test the temperature of the water, then adjusted the elevation of the hospital bed so that Zhang Xixue could lie down half-ly. He carefully brought the water cup over and fed her half a cup of warm water.

"Thanks..."

After drinking the warm water, Zhang Xixue's complexion improved slightly, but she still looked extremely weak, and she thanked him in a hoarse voice.

Yan Muyun looked aside for a long time, not knowing what to do, so he had to ask again: "How is your recovery?"

"What do you think?" Zhang Xixue tilted her head slightly and looked at him, her brows slightly furrowed, but there was a smile in the corner of her eyes: "Now... I even have a little trouble talking."

Yan Muyun touched his nose: "Well, then... you have a good rest."

Zhang Zitong looked left and right, and couldn't help but complain: "The first day you met?"

Yan Muyun knocked her on the head, and then his expression turned slightly serious: "Jun Qianmian has caught the person related to the incident, and the matter should be resolved soon."

"Well..." Zhang Xixue nodded slightly, but the expression on his face was slightly dull, and he didn't seem to be very interested in it.

"What, I have something else to do..." Now Yan Muyun didn't know what to say at all. Just as he was trying to find a reason to leave, he heard a faint voice from the other party:

"I seem...to owe you again."

"Again? You really owe me a life this time. When was the last time?"

"...Help me recognize my father."

Does this count? Yan Muyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Otherwise...I don't know how long I would have been kept in the dark...Without you, maybe I would still be acting as a...ridiculous judge..." At this point, Her voice stopped abruptly.

Yan Muyun also looked at Zhang Zitong calmly, and was relieved when he saw that the other party looked calm.

"When I woke up from the dream... I realized that I used to be so extreme... even... a little unreasonable." Zhang Xixue pursed her lips and looked up at the man standing aside: "Anyway... At least I’m much more stable at night than before.”

"Do you think you were abnormal in the past?" Yan Muyun raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Do you think it's normal?" Zhang Xixue asked.

"I still won't comment."

"I don't know who that night...would rather break his arm than leave a mark on my body..."

"Ah haha." Yan Muyun scratched his head.

"Brother Yan, Sister Xixue..." Zhang Zitong was a little depressed: "What are you talking about?"

It was obviously a room for three people, but she still couldn't get a word in.

"Nothing." Yan Muyun coughed dryly.

"Didn't you say something was wrong before?" Zhang Xixue looked at him and said.

"Yes, my college classmate is coming over. I'll pick him up from the plane." By the way, Yan Muyun added in his heart to completely resolve the matter of you being poisoned.

Zhang Xixue smiled slightly: "Just be busy, Zi Tong can stay here with me."

Yan Muyun was stunned for a moment. He didn't know if it was because of his illness, but the person he met today always gave him a strange feeling. Even the eyes looking at him at this moment were gentle and calm, as if they were like a lake in early spring that could dissolve all worries and anxieties.

Oh, yes, she doesn't seem to even care who poisoned her or why.

"Did you walk on the edge of life and death and gain a new understanding of life?" Yan Muyun couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Xixue gave him a blank look: "You should leave quickly."

Seeing that the other party had given the eviction order so directly, Yan Muyun chuckled and said, "Then you have a good rest, I'll leave first."

After saying goodbye to the two of them, he walked out of the ward and happened to see Li Qiaoyun standing on the side of the corridor looking at his mobile phone.

Seeing him coming out, Li Qiaoyun was caught off guard and wanted to put the phone to his ear and continue to pretend that he was making a call. Then he seemed to feel that this cover-up was a bit clumsy. He raised his hand halfway and then dropped it awkwardly: "Well, Xiaoyan, why don't you stay here for a while? ?”

Yan Muyun smiled and said, "Aunt Li, I still have some things to do. I'll come visit Xiaoxue later."

"Oh, okay, go and do your work. Thanks to your blessing, Xiaoxue has recovered better and better recently..."

"That's a credit to your careful care."

The two of them said nothing polite, but the ward door opened again, and Zhang Zitong ran out.

Seeing that Yan Muyun had not left, she looked happy and walked over quickly: "Brother Yan, there is something I want to tell you..."

"What?"

"That's it..." Zhang Zitong pulled him aside, then raised his hands in the shape of a trumpet and leaned forward as if to whisper.

Yan Muyun was wondering what the other party had to say in such a secretive way, when he suddenly felt his face being covered by two pieces of warmth, followed by a soft "pop" sound.

"Come on, brother Yan, we must catch the bad guys." Zhang Zitong blushed and took two steps back, waving to him.

Yan Muyun: "?"

He was completely confused at this time and didn't understand why the other party suddenly made such a fuss. He was stunned on the spot for a while.

What he didn't notice was that when Li Qiaoyun not far away saw this scene, his expression became obviously ugly.