Chapter 206: Chapter 206

The boy’s usually composed steps seemed to falter for a moment as he set off, the long coat reaching his thigh sliced through the cold air in a swift arc before quickly gathering again.

Bai Su’s clear peony-colored eyes flickered with a dark gleam, he silently laughed, pressing a fist against his lips.

Just as they finished eating and returned, He Songzhi was waking up. Seeing the two of them together, her usually cloudy eyes cleared up slightly. She smiled at Bai Su in greeting, then turned to Rong Zhi with a rather complex expression.

Rong Zhi seemed not to notice, as usual staying beside her. The strawberries she’d previously cut were still on the bedside table. She glanced at them casually, then calmly withdrew her gaze.

Later, as Bai Su and the other person were about to leave, it was usually Aunt Xue who stayed overnight at the hospital, but tonight Rong Zhi wanted to stay with He Songzhi. However, He Songzhi insisted she go home to rest, citing her busy work schedule.

She stood there, hands in pockets, her fox-like eyes slightly lowered. Though she knew it was perfectly normal, a moment of grievance still welled up. She pressed her lips together, suppressing the irritation and sadness, and softly wished He Songzhi goodnight.

It didn’t matter, even if He Songzhi didn’t choose her in the end, she would respect any decision He Songzhi made.

Rong Zhi turned and left. Once she was confirmed to have left, someone who had been staying in the adjacent room came out, opened He Songzhi’s room door, and smiled, "Mom."

He Songzhi nodded, her expression a bit numb, staring blankly.

The hospital room door closed once more.

A slender figure of Si Ye emerged from the corner. She stood there, her eyes calm, and her hand in her pocket slowly clenched before releasing a few seconds later.

Not in the mood for experiments, Rong Zhi idly drank on the balcony.

Standing on a beer crate, she leaned sideways on a swing, her porcelain-white slender fingers casually holding a can of beer, turning it absent-mindedly.

She took a swig of the beer, the pale yellow liquid trickling down her fine white neck, soaking her shirt and spreading into a rich stain. She wore just a thin shirt, and the cold balcony wind made her face somewhat stiff.

Rong Jiazze was anxiously pacing in the living room.

He had originally come out to use the bathroom, only to find Rong Zhi drinking on the balcony instead of sleeping. He wanted to open the door, but it was locked from the outside.

It was so cold in the middle of the night, and this year’s first snow was expected soon. At this hour outside, he’d freeze into a popsicle!

Seeming to sense the commotion inside, the boy turned his gaze, noticing the young child in a hurry to make a phone call. She tapped the balcony door with the beer bottle.

Rong Jiazze immediately pressed against the glass door, his whole rosy little face squashed flat, "Brother, come inside, it’s cold outside."

The little boy’s hoarse voice was scattered by the wind, sounding vague in the ears.

Rong Zhi took another sip of beer, leaned forward to unlock the balcony door.

Seeing it unlocked, Rong Jiazze hastily opened the door and stepped out, only to be overcome by the cold wind making him shiver uncontrollably.

Rong Zhi raised an eyebrow, lightly clicked her tongue, and tapped his forehead, pushing him back inside.

Rong Jiazze, thinking she was going to shut the door again, quickly got up from the ground, braving the bone-chilling wind, trying to pull her in.

"No, Brother, if you don’t come in, I won’t go back."

Little eyes glared at bigger ones, the little boy stubbornly clutched the boy’s coat, determined to drag her inside.

"Brother," Rong Jiazze was on the verge of tears, not understanding why his normally fine brother suddenly behaved , "let’s go back inside, it’s cold outside, you’ll catch a cold, Brother."

"Having a cold is uncomfortable, Jiazze doesn’t want Brother to get sick."

Rong Zhi remained silent.

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As Rong Jiazze was about to freeze stiff, a touch colder than ice grasped his fingers, making him shiver. He gritted his teeth, saying nothing.

Rong Zhi kicked away the beer crate, stood up, and led Rong Jiazze back inside.

All the wind and rain disappeared when the balcony door closed.

She stopped in the living room, contemplating something, slightly lowered her eyebrows, tugging her lips casually yet indifferently, "Rong Jiazze."

Though Rong Zhi seemed a bit frightening now, Rong Jiazze still firmly stood by her side.

The boy made an acknowledging sound, released his hand, and said quietly, "That’s good. Don’t do anything foolish in the future."

One foolish Rong Fengmian is enough. If Rong Jiazze turned foolish too, she couldn’t guarantee what she might do.

Rong Jiazze’s heart tightened, he set his face solemnly, trembling lips spoke earnestly, "Don’t worry, I’m really smart!"