Ji Yunting goes to the hospital.
He hasn’t been well lately so he wants to see the doctor and go through a few tests.
If Ah Zhao is here, she will blame him for not taking good care of himself.
His mum hears the news and insists that she go with him.
He sees the doctor, answers a bunch of questions, queues up with his test result and goes to another test... which takes him a whole morning.
The result he gets is that he should look after himself, avoid staying up late and exercise more as a young man.
When they are heading back home, his mum suddenly remembers something.
“Right, Zhao Zhao is in this hospital too. Since we are here, let’s go and check on her.”
That name makes Ji Yunting’s heart flutter. “Who?”
His mum says: “Zhao Zhao, that girl who had a car accident...”
Oh, that girl.
Ji Yunting remembers feeling bad for her.
He accompanies his mum who buys a flower basket and goes to the in-patient department.
That girl Zhao Zhao is in a single room. When they go in, she’s alone. Her family is probably out for some chores.
Ji Yunting glances at her.
The girl who's lying asleep in bed looks innocent and obedient. Her skin pale against her black hair, so pale that she looks like a porcelain doll.
His mum’s phone suddenly rings.
She looks at Ji Yunting and walks outside, talking quietly to her phone in the corridor.
He looks around the room. His eyes stop when he sees a pot of bunting on the windowsill.
Time passes.
“... Ji Yunting?” A strange and frail voice rises.
He returns to his senses. His mum is still on her phone.
He looks at the source of the voice instinctively.
The girl who was sleeping is awake now.
Her pupils are dark. Not knowing why, Ji Yunting feels nervous.
Ah Zhao doesn't know what happened. She remembers a moment ago, she was watching the male lead in his final game. It seemed she was somewhere else when she blacked out.
In front of her stands a man who looks very like the male lead so she calls him without thinking.
However, that man doesn’t respond.
She asks carefully again: “Are you Ji Yunting?”
Where am I? Am I not in the game anymore?
That familiar voice takes Ji Yunting by surprise.
He shudders, his eyes fixed on the girl in front of him.
She seems a bit lost, looking around, as if she’s in a strange world.
Ji Yunting suddenly has an absurd speculation which takes root in his broken heart and gives birth to hope.
He walks to the bed.
Ah Zhao looks at him.
It’s the male lead.
“Didn't I tell you to wait for me, that I would go to you after the final game?” He suddenly says.
Ah Zhao answers: “I don't know what happened. I passed out and now here I am. Well, where is this place anyway?”
He doesn’t answer her question.
Instead, he half kneels down in front of her bed and starts to laugh.
Ah Zhao feels a bit worried: “What’s the matter?”
Ji Yunting shakes his head and looks up again, his eyes full of joy.
“Nothing. I’m so happy. Ah Zhao...”
“Hm?”
“Thank you.”
Ah Zhao is confused. “?”
“And...”
He straightens up, bending down and kisses her on the lips.
“I love you.”
Ji Yunting goes to the hospital.
He hasn’t been well lately so he wants to see the doctor and go through a few tests.
If Ah Zhao is here, she will blame him for not taking good care of himself.
His mum hears the news and insists that she go with him.
He sees the doctor, answers a bunch of questions, queues up with his test result and goes to another test... which takes him a whole morning.
The result he gets is that he should look after himself, avoid staying up late and exercise more as a young man.
When they are heading back home, his mum suddenly remembers something.
“Right, Zhao Zhao is in this hospital too. Since we are here, let’s go and check on her.”
That name makes Ji Yunting’s heart flutter. “Who?”
His mum says: “Zhao Zhao, that girl who had a car accident...”
Oh, that girl.
Ji Yunting remembers feeling bad for her.
He accompanies his mum who buys a flower basket and goes to the in-patient department.
That girl Zhao Zhao is in a single room. When they go in, she’s alone. Her family is probably out for some chores.
Ji Yunting glances at her.
The girl who's lying asleep in bed looks innocent and obedient. Her skin pale against her black hair, so pale that she looks like a porcelain doll.
His mum’s phone suddenly rings.
She looks at Ji Yunting and walks outside, talking quietly to her phone in the corridor.
He looks around the room. His eyes stop when he sees a pot of bunting on the windowsill.
Time passes.
“... Ji Yunting?” A strange and frail voice rises.
He returns to his senses. His mum is still on her phone.
He looks at the source of the voice instinctively.
The girl who was sleeping is awake now.
Her pupils are dark. Not knowing why, Ji Yunting feels nervous.
Ah Zhao doesn't know what happened. She remembers a moment ago, she was watching the male lead in his final game. It seemed she was somewhere else when she blacked out.
In front of her stands a man who looks very like the male lead so she calls him without thinking.
However, that man doesn’t respond.
She asks carefully again: “Are you Ji Yunting?”
Where am I? Am I not in the game anymore?
That familiar voice takes Ji Yunting by surprise.
He shudders, his eyes fixed on the girl in front of him.
She seems a bit lost, looking around, as if she’s in a strange world.
Ji Yunting suddenly has an absurd speculation which takes root in his broken heart and gives birth to hope.
He walks to the bed.
Ah Zhao looks at him.
It’s the male lead.
“Didn't I tell you to wait for me, that I would go to you after the final game?” He suddenly says.
Ah Zhao answers: “I don't know what happened. I passed out and now here I am. Well, where is this place anyway?”
He doesn’t answer her question.
Instead, he half kneels down in front of her bed and starts to laugh.
Ah Zhao feels a bit worried: “What’s the matter?”
Ji Yunting shakes his head and looks up again, his eyes full of joy.
“Nothing. I’m so happy. Ah Zhao...”
“Hm?”
“Thank you.”
Ah Zhao is confused. “?”
“And...”
He straightens up, bending down and kisses her on the lips.
“I love you.”
