Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

When I woke up, Yuan Fan was still asleep. I propped up my upper body and looked at him. His eyes were still black and blue. It didn't look like he was weak, but because he hadn't slept well for a long time. .This child rarely smiles, and basically has a gloomy face every day like a Rakshasa. Although it is much better than the neurotic paranoid at the beginning, it is still too gloomy.Among his few smiles, most of them are sarcasm, with a smile on the surface.He has a smile on his face, but not in the mood to laugh.

I stretched out my finger and gently pressed the corner of his lips, trying to make it curl up. When will Yuan Fan be happy and smile without any calculations.

Yuan Fan is still too weak. Normally, this guy's tense spirit will wake him up immediately. I don't want to say narcissistically that he sleeps so soundly because I am by his side.Taking advantage of this opportunity, I started to hit Yuan Fan's face, seeing Yuan Fan's instinctive frown, I relaxed my strength.

Just as I was having fun, the Menkata in the ward was pushed away with a sound.I looked up at the door, and the man at the door had a baby face, a little ageless, round eyes full of horror, staring straight at me, he was quite tall, but he seemed to be worse than Yuan Fan Some, neither fat nor thin, are well-proportioned.

"You you you you you..." The other party pointed at me with a finger, and that finger trembled a little due to emotional reasons.Then he walked over in two or three steps, looking back and forth at Yuan Fan and me.

"What's the matter?" I have never met this person, but it seems that he has no hostility towards Yuan Fan.Thinking about how I persuaded Yuan Fan to learn how to get along with others three years ago, he was resisting, but now he has made progress.

"Who are you? Why are you in his bed?" The man in front of me had a broken face, and I opened my eyes wide in surprise. I obviously didn't feel any negative emotions, no anger, no jealousy, no jealousy, no dissatisfaction, what was he breaking down?

"Get out." Just as we were staring at each other, a hoarse voice came.I looked down at Yuan Fan, he was narrowing his eyes slightly, extreme impatience almost occupied his entire face.He slowly raised his hand, resting his arm on his eyes, his fingers naturally relaxed and slightly curled, it was so beautiful, like a work of art.

"I just came here!" The man looked incredible. "I still have something to say to you."

"No need, get out." The voice became cold and sharp, like a cold wind howling through the skull, without the slightest compromise.I reached out and patted his face lightly, "You know you shouldn't talk like that."

Yuan Fan paused, pursed his lips and stopped talking. What made me feel funny was that almost immediately I felt Yuan Fan’s huge grievances, like two kindergarten children quarreling, and the victim is not allowed The kind of grievance justified.He grabbed my hand and bit it angrily.He is as cute as a simple boy.

That man was not calm at all, he pulled a chair as if he was about to sit down, at this moment I suddenly became upset, you see, even though I told Yuan Fan not to speak in such a ghostly way, it doesn't mean that I like other people to talk casually Yuan Fan's wish was ignored.

I pushed my glasses "If you have sensory aphasia, then I would love to help you take a good look. Although this is a neurological problem, I think I can still be competent. If you are not, please go out and lock the door close."

The man held his breath, his baby face flushed red, he stared at the two of us, it took a long time before he breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked straight out of the ward.