After I traveled through the book, I became an NPC in a horror novel

Chapter 214 Thorn Mental Hospital 12

Yang Guang was not interested in the chaos in the ward. His work location today did not include the inpatient department, so Yang Guang was happy to have some free time.

After what happened in Cyril's office, the two of them tacitly changed the meal to dinner time. In fact, Yang Guang thought Cyril would invite him to his house for dinner, but unexpectedly, Cyril seemed to be a little reluctant about him going to his house.

Yang Guang was silent. If the person in front of him was a stranger to him, he would definitely find an excuse without hesitation, saying that he had something to do and would not go to visit.

Yang Guang didn't like looking at the other person's embarrassed smile, not because he sympathized with the other person, but because he felt nauseous looking at it.

But that is definitely not the case when facing Cyril.

Yang Guang knew that Cyril would not be reluctant for him to go to his private area. There must be a reason for Cyril to have such an expression.

Yang Guang raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt that if he let Cyril go like this, it would be too easy for him.

So he drooped his face, his eyelids drooped, and his lips shrank slightly: "Does Dr. Cyril regret inviting me? It's my fault. I was so happy after hearing Dr. Cyril's invitation that I forgot to consider your feelings... Can we still have dinner together today? I won't keep pestering Dr. Cyril. I will go back to the dormitory after dinner..."

Cha Cha's Yang Guang suddenly blurted out a long string of words, catching Cyril off guard.

Cyril, who was originally thinking about taking some time to ask someone to clean up his house, looked at Yang Guang's lowered head and clenched clothes, and listened to Yang Guang's increasingly quiet voice, and his heart skipped a beat.

"No…No dear!"

Cyril reached out his hands and held Yang Guang's cheeks, trying to gently lift his face. Cyril was afraid to see the red eyes of Yang Guang when he raised his head, but he was more afraid that Yang Guang was unwilling to reveal his feelings to him.

Yang Guang was shocked. It was lucky that he didn't laugh secretly. If Cyril really saw his expression, wouldn't he be exposed?

With this thought in mind, Cyril lifted Yang Guang's head and Yang Guang turned it to the other side, just like that, lifting and turning... lifting and turning, Cyril really didn't notice anything wrong.

Yang Guang tried hard to hold back his laughter: "..."

Cyril was reluctant to use force on Yang Guang, so his movements were very gentle. Yang Guang couldn't really ignore Cyril, so he only cooperated and raised his head 50%.

Otherwise, how could it be said that Yang Guang liked Cyril? Cyril, who realized something was wrong, apologized immediately: "I'm sorry, dear, how could I refuse you? The reason I didn't invite you to my house for dinner is because it's a bit shabby at home. I wanted to wait until I had cleaned up before picking you up. If I could, I would like to live with you right away. How could I have the heart to refuse..."

"and many more."

Yang Guang raised his head and stretched out his hand, with his palm facing Cyril in a gesture of stopping him. He said with a serious expression: "What did you just say?"

Cyril smiled: "How could I bear to refuse you?"

Yang Guang: “Rewind.”

Cyrillic:"……"

Cyril: "I want to live with you."

Yang Guang: "I agree."

Yang Guang: Hehehe, we exceeded our target!

Cyril was silent, but soon he couldn't help laughing.

"Baby, you are really..."

Yang Guang hugged Cyril with a playful smile and shook him, then snuggled in his arms and cuddled up to him.

*

Because he still had a little conscience and compassion, Mr. Su took the opportunity to inquire about the unlucky player's surgery time and found a way to tell this person.

The unlucky guy felt grateful after hearing this, but he did not completely believe the handsome guy in front of him who looked a little cold.

So the unlucky guy asked with caution: "How do you know the time?"

The cold President Su: "..."

What should he say? Should he tell the person in front of him that he had been harassed in the real world as gossip to a few female nurses and that he had gained a little favor from them?

Impossible... Never possible...

So Mr. Su said to the unlucky guy very coldly: "Believe it or not."

After saying that, he left the place they had agreed on.

*

When you have something to look forward to, time starts to pass very, very slowly. But this kind of waiting is worth it, because when the expected thing really comes, the feeling is incomparable.

Yang Guang didn't have a late shift today, so he got off work early.

As soon as he got off work, Yang Guang changed out of his work clothes and ran back to the dormitory to pack his luggage.

When he first arrived, Yang Guang felt that his room looked empty and there seemed to be no signs of habitation. He also joked with 11, saying that their boss's system did not generate more personal belongings for him in order to save trouble.

But now, Yang Guang suddenly felt fortunate that he didn't have many things anymore.

Although there weren't many things, Yang Guang still tried to bring as little as possible.

When I was halfway through packing, Cyril appeared at the door.

"Hey?"

Yang Guang looked at the tall figure at the door with some surprise, and said with a bit of surprise: "Didn't I say I would send you a message when I was done packing? Why are you here?"

After Cyril took off his work clothes and put on his casual clothes, the lines of his facial features looked softer and his whole temperament became gentler.

Yang Guang glanced at him, and then glanced at him again. He felt that this man was becoming more and more like the noble young master in the first copy...

Cyril's personality will be different in each copy, but they are essentially the same.

When facing Yang Guang, he always becomes gentle.

Especially now, when Cyril was sitting on his little bed folding clothes for him, Yang Guang couldn't help but sigh loudly that the young master had become a husband.

Cyril put the clothes that the two people had folded neatly into the suitcase. He looked at the two bundles of small squares that the two people had folded, and then looked at Yang Guang, who had a strange light in his eyes. His eyes were full of smiles that could not be hidden.

Cyril: "What are you thinking about?"

Yang Guang, immersed in the aura and beauty of Cyril the Husband: "I love the Husband."

Cyrillic:?

When Yang Guang came to his senses, he realized that he had already said what he had been holding back in his heart.

Yang Guang: “…Uh.”

Cyril crossed his legs and looked at Yang Guang with a smile. Yang Guang felt that the other person's eyes were encouraging him to continue speaking.

Yang Guang suddenly had an idea and took a deep breath. He shouted loudly and confidently to Cyril's beautiful face: "I love my husband!"

After saying this, Yang Guang's courage was exhausted.

When the deflated Yang Guang met Cyril's smiling eyes again, he pursed his lips, moved to sit next to Cyril, leaned on his shoulder, and whispered:

"But I love you more."

I love every changing and different you.