The door closed again. Sheng Fenghua touched her burning face and let out a soft breath.
It would be a lie to say that she was not nervous when facing a person that she had hidden in her heart for a long time.
It was just that she had disguised herself very well, and no one could tell apart.
To be able to meet him again in such a way in this lifetime. How Nice!
Sheng Fenghua mused as the corners of her lips curled up, and she finally fell asleep.
She had a good nap this time. When she woke up, she realized that there was a black shadow in front of her bed. She could not help but be shocked and completely sobered up.
When she saw who the shadow was, she was relieved; it was Si Zhanbei. She did not know when he had come back.
At the moment, he was sitting on a chair. His back was straight, but he was making a slight sound of steady breathing; he was already asleep.
Looking at the man who had dozed off while sitting, Sheng Fenghua's heart ached. He must be very tired. Otherwise, he would not be getting some shut-eye in such a position.
That's right. He had come to see her the moment he finished his tasks, not resting at all. Even if he was made of iron, he would still be worn out.
Sheng Fenghua looked at Si Zhanbei quietly and did not disturb him. Currently, his eyes were slightly closed. His expression was no longer so serious, but that peerless face of his was more and more mesmerizing.
His light eyebrows, high nose, and thin lips made people involuntarily want to hold him.
No wonder so many girls in the army fancied him. It was all because of this face that caused trouble.
Sheng Fenghua looked at Si Zhanbei with infatuation. Her left hand, which was not too badly injured, was a little restless. She wanted to touch his face.
Although he was right in front of her, she felt as if she were in a dream. This was the person she had hidden in her heart in her previous life, someone she loved deeply but did not dare to say it out loud.
But now, he had become her husband, the person she could grow old with. When she thought of this, her heart almost jumped out of her chest.
Sheng Fenghua stretched out her hand, trembling as she approached Si Zhanbei's face bit by bit. She was extremely nervous, and her heart was pounding.
But just as her fingers were about to touch his face, he opened his eyes. It was a pair of cheetah-like eyes, flashing with a cold light, as sharp as a knife.
Sheng Fenghua was shocked and almost cried out involuntarily. She was a little embarrassed after being caught, and an awkward smile appeared on her face as she said, "You're awake?"
"Yes!" Si Zhanbei responded indifferently, his gaze gradually becoming gentle. He was a vigilant person and would not fall into a deep slumber. As soon as Sheng Fenghua woke up, he was already aware of it. It was just that he was too tired, so he did not open his eyes immediately.
However, he did not expect that his little wife, who did not even dare to look at him or speak loudly in the past, would actually want to touch his face. This surprised him, but at the same time, he had an indescribable feeling.
Nonetheless, in the end, he did not let her have her way. He could see that his little wife had changed, but he could not discern whether this was good or bad.
Moreover, he also had an inexplicable feeling in his heart that his little wife seemed to have completely transformed into a different person.
"I'm sorry to wake you up. Do you want to sleep for a while more?" Sheng Fenghua looked at Si Zhanbei's expressionless face and felt a little guilty. Looking at the chair he was sitting on and then at the bed she was sleeping on, she said, "It's not comfortable to sleep while sitting. Do you want me to let you sleep on the bed for a while?"
Hearing Sheng Fenghua's words, Si Zhanbei looked at her in surprise, and then his gaze fell on the hospital bed. It was a little small for two people, but they could still squeeze in.
Should he sleep or not?