Falling in Love With A One-Night Stand

Looking at the receding backs of the woman and the little girl, Bill turned around and strolled down that street. He noticed that the wind was alittle warmer, and the streetlights were a little brighter. And above him, a few stars were shining in the sky.

At that moment, he suddenly had an idea. He then pulled out his phone and texted the only person he cared about in the whole world. “I met a little girl on the road today! She’s really cute.”

While typing, he had already imagined Joanna’s surprised look at receiving this message and how she would laugh as she regained her composure.

“Are you still working? | haven’t eaten anything yet.” Johanna responded.

Bill smiled lightly and slipped his phone into his pocket as he reached for a cab. When he arrived at the hospital, he saw a thin woman sitting on the bed through the window.

With her bony hands, she was knitting a sweater quickly and skillfully. With a delighted smile, she stopped and placed the sleeve on her body. Her hospital gown was too noticeable in the light. Otherwise, everything would have looked fantastic.

Looking at her, Bill felt the urge to cry and then let out a cough.

The instant Joanna realized Bill had come to see her, she rushed to put the sweater away and shouted, “Bill! Hello.”

Joanna was already sitting on the bed when Bill opened the door and walked in. The sweater she was just knitting was tucked beneath her ‘4741 Cure You pillow, and two long, thin wooden needles stretched out.

“I brought you chicken soup.” Bill pretended not to notice anything and then handed Joanna a bowl of soup.

She smiled and took the box right away. As soon as she took it, Joanna noticed the scrape on his wrist. Frowning, she yanked on his arm and lifted his sleeve. After that, she saw more shocking bruises. Because Bill did nothing to the wound, the blood flowing from it stuck on his sleeve.

immediately stood up and left the room. A moment later, she returned to the ward, clutching the gauze she had gotten from the nurse. Then she started to

when a car my arm.” He pretended to be distracted while explaining, straightening

immediately stopped and asked, “Don’t you care about your own

finished treating his wounds, “If you get hurt again, | won’t bandage your wounds! Next time you get injured, ask the

Bill nodded as if he

because she did not receive the response she wanted. She slammed the rest of the medicine and gauze into his hand, “Please return these to the nurses! By the

sense that Joanna was irritated. He was surprised and couldn’t figure out why she was angry even if he thought about it really hard. “Okay, I’ll give them back to the nurses right away. Why

her hand and slapped it against his back. To her surprise, the half-knit sweater she had hidden under the pillow fell to the floor the next second. And a blue ball of wool rolled to Bill’s

every day for the past month or so. He

asked shyly, picking up

covers. Bill became embarrassed when he realized Joanna did

it. However, to her disappointment, Bill remained silent for a

his reaction, Joanna was both

knew he’d never learn to understand the implication of people’s

later, Bill opened the door and

to cool!” Saying that, Joanna picked

to her surprise, she noticed something pink. When she looked up. Bill was holding a balloon toward her, smiling at

is this?” She

and told

I was a good person, and that’s the second time I’ve heard someone say that to me,” he murmured, staring at the pink