Like a stuffy fist hitting her chest, mu Yanchen stopped and held her forehead in the hot breath. Seeing that she was shaking like rustling dead leaves, her whole body was cold like seeing an ice wall and collapsed.
It's like it's just been determined that she really exists.
"You're here..." he touched her head gently, as if he didn't believe it, and asked in a low voice.
Lanxi's lips trembled with pain and sobbed, trying to break away from him, but he sobbed and didn't dare to move -- he still stayed in her clothes with one hand. At the moment, he was greedy for her warmth like a child. He slowly tightened her waist, buried her head in her neck, covered the painful blood in her black eyes, and asked her in a dumb voice, "Lanxi... How did you come?"
——Why are you here?
Such a dumb and helpless sentence, like the cry of a trapped animal, shocked her heart in the deep dark night.
He, what's the matter?
Lanxi's eyes flickered and blinked. It was supposed to be her grievance. She should cry, but she suddenly felt that the man holding her was like a broken man with no branches to rely on. Her small green hands raised to hold him and comfort him, but she only hugged his head and gently rubbed his hair without a door. She couldn't say a word.
After a long time, mu Yanchen finally woke up slightly.
In the cold wind, he lifted his eyes and inhaled gently, cooling himself with cold.
"Haven't seen me smoke, have you?" his low voice returned to normal.
Lanxi was holding her lower lip. Her eyes were hurt and speechless. She seemed to be used to him, but this time, it seemed different from before.
He was not uncontrollable, impulsive and out of control. When he just hugged her and kissed, she could clearly feel a trace of... Despair between his breathing.
yes. despair.
"Well," she replied with a trace of grievance.
"I really seldom smoke," Mu Yanchen's voice was low, calm and frightening. "Many times, the troubles will pass after a while. There is no need to use tobacco and wine to solve them."
Upset.
Lanxi's heart was pulled hard. He wanted to know how heavy his so-called troubles were?
"Then why are you today..." she frowned and murmured, "don't you know you're hurt?"
Mu Yanchen's whole body exuded a cold and threatening breath. After a long time, he silently spit out two words: "it hurts."
Lanxi was surprised.
"Does it hurt?" she couldn't care how she was affectionately held by him at the moment. Knowing that his ribs were hurt, she didn't dare to move. Her slender arm reached under his armpit and gently surrounded him. Lanxi frowned nervously, "where do you hurt? I just came to see the doctors and nurses. They were all there. Why don't you call? Can't you use anesthetics?"
In the dark, mu Yanchen hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled pale.
The smile faded gradually. His palm found her little face that had just cried cold, held it up, looked up at her worried beautiful eyes, and whispered: "there is no pain that can't be endured. Lanxi, I've been hurt no matter how serious it is. It's nothing to be afraid of."
"I just can't sleep." there was a dull decadence in his voice.
"I overestimated my ability. I said to let you go so smartly, but I couldn't let you go... Just after everyone left, I found that the night was so long and a person didn't know how to live," said Mu Yanchen, smiling and mocking in a low voice. "It's strange, isn't it? I felt nothing after living abroad for more than ten years, but I suddenly couldn't sleep tonight."
Some warmth, or don't give it, because if you give it and take it away, he won't stand it.
In the dark, Lanxi only felt that the back of her hand was wrapped by the palm of her hand, gently raised it and pressed it on his chest.
"This place hurts a little."
"Lanxi... I'm dying of pain." he said quietly, and the ending was so light that people couldn't hear him.
Lanxi's eyes slowly warmed up and looked at him.
The beating in the palm is silent and slow. It continues one after another, involving the nerves called pain in the whole body. It is so empty that it forces people to the extreme. She never felt, before this moment, that a person living in the world could be so sad and hopeless.
The people in his arms began to cry and sobbed like the end of the world. Mu Yanchen didn't feel it. He stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms and lowered his eyes to coax her, but he seemed to have exhausted his whole body's strength. His thin lips pointed at her crying face and said in a dumb voice: "I seem to have no choice for myself. Lan Xi, think about it... Think about it again. Will you stay with me?"
His thin lips stuck over and covered her salty lips wet with tears.
For a moment, Lanxi wanted to avoid the feeling of breaking through the taboo. Her cold little hand covered the back of his hand, but she couldn't open his palm. His tongue had poked in and met her, intimately intertwined with her, and blended with her hot tears in the soft and deep night. The wind around was cold, and she could only feel the amazing warmth of his lips Du, and that repeated sentence by sentence, stay with me, okay?
She feebly softened, gave up the struggle, and let him hold her little hand around his neck and hug and kiss together.
***
The bed boards in the dormitory are cold and hard, and a layer of soft bedding under the mat can not alleviate the hardness. When you wake up late at night, you will always be hot and dry. The fan on your head turns buzzing, but you can't solve the dryness and stickiness on your body.
So when Lanxi suddenly woke up at night and couldn't hear the squeak of the fan, he was surprised.
When I got up, I felt the quilt fall off, and the air conditioner in the exclusive air-conditioned room came in faintly.
——Where is she sleeping?
The faint smell of medicine and disinfectant seemed to remind her of something. She got out of bed, barefoot on the ground, and touched the head of the bed. It seemed that she recklessly knocked down a bottle of plastic flowers, then touched the switch and opened it.
Everything in the hospital ward was revealed to her.
The man in the seat behind him was slightly hurt by the sudden light and narrowed his eyes. Only then did he slowly fix his eyes and fall on the bare white and tender feet she stepped on the floor again.
Jun's face was pale and cold. He got up and went over to pick her up in amazement at the head of the bed. He put her on the bed and opened the quilt. When he was about to put her in, Lanxi woke up and grabbed his hand: "why didn't I sleep in the chair? I was there before I slept -"
"Brother, did you bring me up?"
——He stayed up late the night before yesterday and only slept for two hours. Now the wound of the car accident has just been sewn up and he is still in the chair?!
It's like it's just been determined that she really exists.
"You're here..." he touched her head gently, as if he didn't believe it, and asked in a low voice.
Lanxi's lips trembled with pain and sobbed, trying to break away from him, but he sobbed and didn't dare to move -- he still stayed in her clothes with one hand. At the moment, he was greedy for her warmth like a child. He slowly tightened her waist, buried her head in her neck, covered the painful blood in her black eyes, and asked her in a dumb voice, "Lanxi... How did you come?"
——Why are you here?
Such a dumb and helpless sentence, like the cry of a trapped animal, shocked her heart in the deep dark night.
He, what's the matter?
Lanxi's eyes flickered and blinked. It was supposed to be her grievance. She should cry, but she suddenly felt that the man holding her was like a broken man with no branches to rely on. Her small green hands raised to hold him and comfort him, but she only hugged his head and gently rubbed his hair without a door. She couldn't say a word.
After a long time, mu Yanchen finally woke up slightly.
In the cold wind, he lifted his eyes and inhaled gently, cooling himself with cold.
"Haven't seen me smoke, have you?" his low voice returned to normal.
Lanxi was holding her lower lip. Her eyes were hurt and speechless. She seemed to be used to him, but this time, it seemed different from before.
He was not uncontrollable, impulsive and out of control. When he just hugged her and kissed, she could clearly feel a trace of... Despair between his breathing.
yes. despair.
"Well," she replied with a trace of grievance.
"I really seldom smoke," Mu Yanchen's voice was low, calm and frightening. "Many times, the troubles will pass after a while. There is no need to use tobacco and wine to solve them."
Upset.
Lanxi's heart was pulled hard. He wanted to know how heavy his so-called troubles were?
"Then why are you today..." she frowned and murmured, "don't you know you're hurt?"
Mu Yanchen's whole body exuded a cold and threatening breath. After a long time, he silently spit out two words: "it hurts."
Lanxi was surprised.
"Does it hurt?" she couldn't care how she was affectionately held by him at the moment. Knowing that his ribs were hurt, she didn't dare to move. Her slender arm reached under his armpit and gently surrounded him. Lanxi frowned nervously, "where do you hurt? I just came to see the doctors and nurses. They were all there. Why don't you call? Can't you use anesthetics?"
In the dark, mu Yanchen hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled pale.
The smile faded gradually. His palm found her little face that had just cried cold, held it up, looked up at her worried beautiful eyes, and whispered: "there is no pain that can't be endured. Lanxi, I've been hurt no matter how serious it is. It's nothing to be afraid of."
"I just can't sleep." there was a dull decadence in his voice.
"I overestimated my ability. I said to let you go so smartly, but I couldn't let you go... Just after everyone left, I found that the night was so long and a person didn't know how to live," said Mu Yanchen, smiling and mocking in a low voice. "It's strange, isn't it? I felt nothing after living abroad for more than ten years, but I suddenly couldn't sleep tonight."
Some warmth, or don't give it, because if you give it and take it away, he won't stand it.
In the dark, Lanxi only felt that the back of her hand was wrapped by the palm of her hand, gently raised it and pressed it on his chest.
"This place hurts a little."
"Lanxi... I'm dying of pain." he said quietly, and the ending was so light that people couldn't hear him.
Lanxi's eyes slowly warmed up and looked at him.
The beating in the palm is silent and slow. It continues one after another, involving the nerves called pain in the whole body. It is so empty that it forces people to the extreme. She never felt, before this moment, that a person living in the world could be so sad and hopeless.
The people in his arms began to cry and sobbed like the end of the world. Mu Yanchen didn't feel it. He stretched out his arms to hold her in his arms and lowered his eyes to coax her, but he seemed to have exhausted his whole body's strength. His thin lips pointed at her crying face and said in a dumb voice: "I seem to have no choice for myself. Lan Xi, think about it... Think about it again. Will you stay with me?"
His thin lips stuck over and covered her salty lips wet with tears.
For a moment, Lanxi wanted to avoid the feeling of breaking through the taboo. Her cold little hand covered the back of his hand, but she couldn't open his palm. His tongue had poked in and met her, intimately intertwined with her, and blended with her hot tears in the soft and deep night. The wind around was cold, and she could only feel the amazing warmth of his lips Du, and that repeated sentence by sentence, stay with me, okay?
She feebly softened, gave up the struggle, and let him hold her little hand around his neck and hug and kiss together.
***
The bed boards in the dormitory are cold and hard, and a layer of soft bedding under the mat can not alleviate the hardness. When you wake up late at night, you will always be hot and dry. The fan on your head turns buzzing, but you can't solve the dryness and stickiness on your body.
So when Lanxi suddenly woke up at night and couldn't hear the squeak of the fan, he was surprised.
When I got up, I felt the quilt fall off, and the air conditioner in the exclusive air-conditioned room came in faintly.
——Where is she sleeping?
The faint smell of medicine and disinfectant seemed to remind her of something. She got out of bed, barefoot on the ground, and touched the head of the bed. It seemed that she recklessly knocked down a bottle of plastic flowers, then touched the switch and opened it.
Everything in the hospital ward was revealed to her.
The man in the seat behind him was slightly hurt by the sudden light and narrowed his eyes. Only then did he slowly fix his eyes and fall on the bare white and tender feet she stepped on the floor again.
Jun's face was pale and cold. He got up and went over to pick her up in amazement at the head of the bed. He put her on the bed and opened the quilt. When he was about to put her in, Lanxi woke up and grabbed his hand: "why didn't I sleep in the chair? I was there before I slept -"
"Brother, did you bring me up?"
——He stayed up late the night before yesterday and only slept for two hours. Now the wound of the car accident has just been sewn up and he is still in the chair?!
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