Shen Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.
He had never been one to meddle in other people's affairs. He was not particularly familiar with Su Jingyu. After all, they hadn't interacted much during their high school years.
He pulled out the phone that was forcibly given to him the day before, intending to return it to Su Jingyu, when, just as he stepped into the hospital room, Zhou Kun cried out in disbelief, "Shen Feng?"
Su Jingyu turned around, and as Shen Feng's face entered her line of sight, her tense body suddenly relaxed, reminded of the security she had felt when he carried her in his arms, "Shen Feng, why are you here? Did you come to see me?"
Shen Feng didn't like to deceive women, and he was just about to respond "No" when.
Zhou Kun spoke up first: "Weren't you already dead? How could you possibly be here? Back in university, when you publicly confessed your love to Qin Xuewei and were coldly rejected, you became the laughingstock of our school."
