"No." Pei Zhi held the hand on his collar, feeling both helpless and amused. "Jiaojiao, I want to watch a sci-fi movie."
"Don't you like this drama?"
"I didn't watch the previous episodes, so I'm confused."
Lin Jiao did not insist.
She opened the list for him and, at his signal, played a sci-fi movie.
"Uncle, when can I be discharged?" Before the movie started, she lay on his chest and played with his fingertips.
"Friday." Pei Zhi carefully brushed aside the hair on her shoulder. "You can be discharged after the stitches are removed."
"Did you help me apply for leave?"
"Tomorrow."
"Yes." Lin Jiao focused on the iPad, her eyes reflecting the scenes that flashed past.
She lay on the bed with him for a long time and watched movie after movie.
Qu Shao knocked on the door the next evening.
