In the hospital room, Song Zhizhi met her new bodyguard and discharged from the hospital.
At the hospital entrance, Wei Ziming said to Luo Xiaolang, "I'll go ahead, Xiaolang, you know you have to protect your master well, right?"
"Yes, Master." Luo Xiaolang said with utmost respect.
Every time Song Zhizhi hears the term "master", she feels uneasy.
She spoke to Wei Ziming, "Brother Ziming, since you're home for once, why not stay and have dinner before leaving?"
Wei Ziming looked at Song Zhizhi.
It was not an illusion. This seemed to be the first time Wei Ziming looked at her squarely since entering the hospital room.
The Wei Ziming in her memory was not so cold. When he returned to her home as a child, he would even play with her. But thinking about it, it seemed reasonable that his personality would become rigid after many years in the army.
"Hmm." Wei Ziming agreed.
