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Fearing that the young man would know that he was lying on the same hospital bed and guess the clue, Han Yi stayed up all night.When morning came, the young man's body moved slightly, as if he was waking up, Han Yi got up immediately.

Although he is greedy for the temperature of the young man, even though his arms are so empty that he suffocates.

Taking advantage of the first ray of sunlight in the morning, Han Yi leaned against the edge of the window, his gaze fell directly on the young man's face.

He watched the young man breathing slightly, with the tip of his delicate nose rising and falling.He looked at the young man, his fair cheeks were blushing because the heater had been blown on for too long.

His hand, almost unable to restrain himself, wanted to touch the young man's face.But he can only watch quietly, as if admiring a painting that he loves most but cannot touch.

His lover, he can't touch at the moment.

Under Han Yi's gaze, the young man on the bed gradually woke up and opened his eyes.Han Yi's heart suddenly throbbed.Without the shade of sunglasses, those eyes that can be seen clearly have no focal length.

Those eyes couldn't see him, couldn't see his flushed eye sockets.

The young man seems to be used to the dark world, and he puts on the hospital clothes methodically.In the dark, there are many inconveniences, but the young man's expression does not show any pain.

But Han Yi felt pain from the bottom of his heart. After the young man put on his clothes, he went down to the ground barefoot.The young man squatted down and groped the ground with his hands, looking for the white shoes that were placed on the ground without knowing the exact direction.

The young man groped for a while, occasionally bumping his knees against the legs of the bed and bumping his arms against the bed cabinet.

Isolated and very helpless.

Han Yi has never hated himself like this moment.

It's useless to hate him, hating him can't even protect the one he loves.

He was so angry that he bent his fingers hard, and his palms were covered with cold sweat of rage.He endured, suppressing the surging blood.

The young man put on everything, touched the wall with his hand, walked around the wall slowly, and walked to the separate bathroom in the ward.The sound of water was "squeaking", and Han Yi couldn't follow in, but he could guess that the young man was washing up.

Youth can not see, will not be slipped by the water.

Will it hurt.

It took only 10 minutes for the young man to go in and out, but Han Yi's heart seemed to have endured for a whole century.The anxious waiting, every minute and every second, was too long.

After the young man came out safely, he still followed the wall and returned to the bed.

When he took off his shoes, he seemed to be worried that his shoes would not be found again, so the young man deliberately put the shoes under the bed cabinet on his right hand and arranged them neatly.

While touching the edge of the bed, the young man raised his legs and sat back on the bed, leaning his back against the wall.The eyes that had been insomnia were opened, quietly, facing one direction.

Han Yi didn't move a step from the beginning to the end, his standing posture remained unchanged, and he didn't even dare to make a sound while breathing.He covered his mouth and watched silently.

Youth is like the protagonist of a black and white movie, but he is like an audience outside the video.No matter how much heartache, the pain is so painful that I can't shed tears, and I can't interfere with the normal playback of the movie.

After a while, the nurse on the morning shift came in and saw Han Yi.The situation in the ward seemed weird, a blind man sitting on the bed, and a man standing by the window, his eyes closely following the blind man.

The man has a stern face, and his whole body is a magnetic field that strangers should not approach.

The nurse was surprised, but didn't have the guts to say that feeling of surprise, so she bit the bullet and checked the young man's temperature without saying a word.She took out the thermometer, and then saw the man who was suddenly facing her, making her terrified, and asked her about her mouth shape.

The man asked, "How is he?"

The nurse understood who the man was asking, and after carefully looking at the thermometer, nodded her head to imply that the temperature was not abnormal.After doing all the inspections, she quickly packed up the medical equipment, turned around and left without stopping.

Stay any longer, she is afraid that her legs will weaken from fright.When she walked to the door of the ward, she couldn't help but glanced back. The man's stern face, for some reason, relaxed a little.

She didn't think about it and went straight out the door.She didn't look at the road ahead, and bumped into someone head-on. It was Mr. Ge who often entered this ward and had some inconvenient legs.

She quickly apologized, and Ge Chen smiled innocently, opened the door, and walked into the ward.

Han Yi was still in the room, Ge Chen's heart sank, this was beyond his expectation.He thought that Han Yi would lose interest if he knew Xiaoye's situation, and a dying person was worthless.

He occasionally heard about Han Yi from Xiaoye's mouth, but he didn't know what kind of attitude Han Yi had towards Xiaoye.But he didn't dare to risk Xiaoye's feelings, Xiaoye couldn't stand the hurt anymore.

Ge Chen looked at Han Yi for a while, hoping that Han Yi could leave.Han Yi didn't seem to see him coming in, his eyes were always on the young man, and Ge Chen felt depressed for a while.

It's just that in his responsible head, he couldn't think of a way to make Han Yi go voluntarily.

The young man had heard footsteps earlier, but he seemed to be the only one in the ward, so he asked, "Is it Lao Ge? Why did you come in without talking for so long?"

"Well," Ge Chen was startled, and replied, "I'm making breakfast for you." As he spoke, he immediately reached out and pulled up the mobile tables on both sides of the bed, and put the breakfasts one by one.

The young man smelled the strong smell of rice, and a pang of guilt appeared on his face, "Old Ge, I always trouble you, thank you so much."

Ge Chen hurriedly waved his hand, "What are you talking about? If it weren't for you, I would have been forced to death. If I say thank you, I thank you."

The young man said nothing, smiled slightly, and picked up the bowls and chopsticks thoughtfully.

Ge Chen glanced at Han Yi from the corner of his eye. Although he complained to Han Yi, he couldn't help worrying whether the person standing all the time was hungry.Because he remembered that Han Yi hadn't eaten a bite since yesterday.

Ge Chen thought about it, and made a gesture of eating towards Han Yi, asking Han Yi, but he was reminded by Han Yi to be quiet.He had no choice but to pretend that nothing happened, and there was no Han Yi in the room, and talked with the young man as usual.

Feng Si was half asleep and half awake, and was awakened by a nightmare.He dreamed that Ye Luoan finally died, and Han Yi committed suicide along with him at the funeral, and he lost sleep all of a sudden.

He was worried, and without delay, he got up and rushed to the hospital without stopping.

When he arrived at the hospital, he was glad that everyone was safe, but he soon noticed that the atmosphere in the ward was not right.

The young man knew he was coming and greeted him politely.

Feng Si replied politely, and then said that he was going to leave, but in fact he didn't leave, so he kept watching.He looked at Han Yi, who did not object to his approach.

Feng Si felt relieved and went to the door of the ward to look around.

There were three people in the ward besides him, but he only heard Ge Chen chatting with the young man without saying a word, and Han Yi was an invisible person who seemed to not exist.

After listening for a while, Feng Simu had a guess. Could it be that Han Yi hasn't confessed his identity to Ye Luoan yet?

Feng Si was puzzled and panicked even more.

If this is the case, Han Yi will really suffer.The person you've been looking for is right in front of you, but you can't be together, you can't even tell him or say a word.