Fairy’s Box

"What did you misunderstand..." Yale's black pupils shrank a little.

The two stared at each other with wide eyes, neither of them would speak first, the atmosphere became more and more dignified, and there seemed to be a rustling sound of static electricity in the air.

Lydia pinched the corner of her shirt, bowed her body and saluted a lady: "First meeting, I'm Yale's fiancee."

Bruno bowed and kissed the back of the girl's hand: "It's an honor to meet you, beautiful lady."

Yale closed his eyes with a headache, hesitant, but said it anyway: "Lydia, I'm very grateful for you to visit me, but our engagement contract is not established at all."

"That's why I'm trying to get you to accept the engagement." Lydia met his gaze, tried to straighten her chest, and her tone was determined not to be timid.

"Do you think it's possible, we have no emotional basis at all." Yale felt like his brain was bursting. This woman was a stubborn one. Wouldn't everyone be happy to treat your father's promise as a joke together?

"Feelings can be cultivated slowly, and I will work hard to become the type you like!"

"Don't!"

Bruno also stood up and said indignantly: "Are, since you and Lydia have a marriage contract, how can you unilaterally go back on it?"

"Don't make trouble!"

Thump... It seems that something light fell to the ground, the three of them looked towards the door, a little girl with pink hair, as delicate and lovely as a doll, covered her mouth in a panic, a bag of apples in her hand fell to the ground.

"Sorry for disturbing you, you can continue." Elena emerged from the side, picked up the apple and packed it in a bag, hugged the stunned Jacqueline, handed the apple bag to someone in the corridor, and then wrote a note. Flying kick, kicked the man into the ward.

"Ahhhh!" Lena rushed in with a bag of apples in her hand, almost fell, and took four or five steps forward to stabilize her center of gravity.

Elena quickly exited the ward, and after a second, stuck her head out of the door frame again:

"It's all my fault for Lena. She kept shouting about coming to visit Yalei all day long. When she got to the ward, she was too shy to enter. I really couldn't do anything about her, hehe...hehe." The head also exited the ward, and the footsteps in the corridor quickly disappeared.

Reina's little face flushed red, like a red-hot teapot, very close to the apple in her hand, she stuttered:

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just visiting Yalei. Anyway, he helped our class enter the finals, and everyone got bonuses. Everyone is very grateful, so please ask us to visit... fiancee or something... I am completely I don't know, I've never heard of it... ah!"

In the end, it seemed that she herself was ashamed of her idiotic speech, dropped the apple, and ran out screaming.

"Rena! Don't get me wrong!" In a hurry, Yale sat up excitedly. The price of his impulse was that all the wounds on his back were torn open, and the bandages were red with blood.

"So that's what it is." Lydia seemed to realize something, her expression darkened, her eyes became misty, she bit her cherry lip, her shoulders began to shake, the amplitude became bigger and bigger, and she finally turned her head without looking back. rushed out of the ward.

"What?" He almost collapsed.

"If you have a marriage contract, you should cherish it. I didn't expect you to be such a person!" Bruno's words were full of contempt, and he turned his head in disdain.

"There is a big misunderstanding in this, I can tell you slowly." Yale's hopeful gaze met him.

"Scumbag!" The silver-haired boy ignored it, flung back his beautiful silver hair, left him with a decisive back, and strode out of the ward.

"Hey! Don't go!"

The call had no effect. The other party's footsteps disappeared in the corridor. Yalei fell into petrification, unaware of the open wound on his back. Looking at the empty ward, he collapsed in despair:

"I'm so hungry, what about the steak and hot soup as promised."

Ah, I was like wandering in the rain alley, feeling lonely and melancholy... Outside the ward, I don't know which psychopath was reciting poetry aloud downstairs, Yale was forced to resonate with him, and became even more depressed and silent.

I don't know how long it took, the sunlight moved from one corner of the wall to the other, there was a knock on the door, and a young nurse with a medical box walked into the ward.

"I haven't slept yet. I saw someone visiting the doctor in the morning, so I didn't come here. Hey, why are there apples on the ground?" Accidentally, she stepped on an apple that rolled to the ground.

"There's no reason to throw the gifts for visiting patients on the ground." She put down the medical box, packed up the fruits on the ground, and put them on the bedside table.

Seeing the patient's eyes staring straight at the ceiling, her whole body was dead, and if it weren't for the fact that her chest was still rising and falling evenly, she almost thought it was a mummy.

"How do you feel?" The little nurse panicked.

"it hurts…"

"Where is the pain?" She relaxed, she could speak, and she knew the pain. The situation didn't seem as bad as she imagined.

"Back."

The little nurse opened him gently, looking at the blood-stained bandage, her heart suddenly felt cold, how could this be? Must seize the time to deal with!

She said solemnly: "The wound is likely to open, and I have to re-apply and change the bandage for you."

Yale nodded, his eyes moved, he was so hungry...

The little nurse slowly helped him up, sat on the edge of the bed, and quickly removed the bandage, only to see that most of the wounds on the patient's scarred back were open, and her almond eyes widened in anger:

"Is it a friend or an enemy who is visiting you? How come you haven't seen you for a long time, and you are like this."

With resentment in her mouth, and without resting her hands, she opened the medical box and took out tweezers, cotton balls, potions, and various ointments.

"There was a little accident..." Yale cooperated and opened his arms so that the other party could reapply the medicine.

The little nurse first took out the potion, carefully cleaned the wound, and then gently wiped off the blood stains with a cotton ball. Finally, she skillfully applied the drug and wrapped a bandage.

She took out a handkerchief, wiped the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and showed a sunny smile, as if an artist who had completed a satisfactory work: "Okay, remember, don't move! Otherwise, the wound will open again, and Not so well healed."

"That..." Yale tried to call his attention.

She calmly put various items back into the medical box, and asked a little tiredly, "Anything else to ask for?"

"If you want to eat, anything is fine..."

"Oops!" The little nurse slapped her forehead suddenly, she forgot to bring food, she quickly put down the medical box, and said as she ran:

"Wait, I'll get it for you."

"Wait a minute!" Yale stopped her abruptly.

"What's wrong?" The little nurse stopped embarrassingly. Could he be angry? Anyone who gets ignored and goes hungry all day will be pissed.

"Feed me an apple first, I can't stand it anymore..."

"Oh…"