When Lu Yanchen called me, the nurse was about to remove my needle.

　　His familiar voice came through the phone, "Where are you?" I didn't answer.

　　I just took down my phone and looked at the last message I sent him: [I'm feeling a bit unwell, so I have to go to the hospital.] But he didn't reply, maybe he didn't see it, or maybe even if he did, he didn't care.

　　My thoughts drifted away.

　　Lu Yanchen continued, "Everyone came to celebrate Ling Ling today, everyone except you.

　　What are they supposed to think? That you don't like Ling Ling? That you have something against her?" "That's not what I mean." The nurse seemed to recognize me and looked surprised, "Why are you alone? What about that boyfriend who's especially good to you?"

　　"I recovered and smiled at her, saying, 'He bought me delicious food.' The nurse nodded and said, 'I told you so.

　　How could someone who loves you so much let you receive the infusion alone?' She then muttered, 'They are so in love, I'm so envious.' I casually replied with a smile, 'Yes, I love him the most.' It seemed that Lu Yanchen also heard my conversation with the nurse.

　　'Are you sick?' 'Just a little cold.' 'Can you still drink?' Even though I didn't want to tell Lu Yanchen about my illness, his response made me chuckle.

　　'What do you think?' 'I think you can.' He continued, 'Ling Ling doesn't drink, and you haven't taken cephalosporin either, so naturally, you have to help.' I closed my eyes and then opened them.

　　'Lu Yanchen, if you really like Gu Qingling, we can peacefully break up.' After all, I also know the pain of unrequited love.

　　But Lu Yanchen chuckled lightly and said, 'What nonsense are you talking about? Good Mimi, you love me the most, and I love you the most too.'