Carve a flower on the carpenter's heart

Ji Wenjie had seen Yu Hang when he left the Internet cafe, and when they got out of a car and walked towards the hospital, he stood directly outside the ward door and waited.

It was the first time for Zhou Xiang to come to the inpatient building here. He stood at the door and took a few glances into the ward.

He originally wanted to go in to see Luo Xiao, but the time when they came back was not coincidental, Luo Xiao had just fallen asleep not long after.

"Grandpa Sun came here in the afternoon and brought you soup and some side dishes." Ji Wenjie said, "When Luo Xiao wakes up, you can go and order some food. Ye Qijun will come to replace you tomorrow morning."

Yu Hang nodded and sent them into the elevator before turning around and walking into the ward.

This kind of single room feels really good.

But even if there were only the two of them in the ward, Yu Hang still closed the curtain softly.

A smaller space always means more security.

Now that he has reached a place that is relatively relaxed for him, he feels a little scared after he has settled down.

Because they don't know if Uncle Han Wenxu has seen them, it's okay if he hasn't, but if he has...

Yu Hang's body trembled, and suddenly he felt a chill down his back.

He sat on the folding bed and buried his head in Luo Xiao's hand.

Today I changed my hand for the infusion, but the needle hole is still there, and the surrounding area is a little blue.

He raised his hand to grab Luo Xiao's fingers, and looked over one by one.

It's really beautiful, not like a carpenter's hand. He admits that he has filters in his eyes, otherwise he can't ignore the calluses and scars on his hands.

As soon as his heart relaxed, he felt exhausted from the past few days, and he didn't know when he fell asleep on the bed.

When he woke up again, it was already dark, and Luo Xiao's liquid bottle was taken out, and he was looking at his phone while holding the hand with the indwelling needle.

Yu Hang raised his head, originally wanted to tell him not to use that hand, but when he got up, he saw that his other hand was used as a pillow by himself.

"Awake?" Luo Xiao raised his right hand and moved it for a few hours. It was a lie to say that it was not numb.

"Yeah." Yu Hang touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, "Are you hungry? I'll go down and get some food."

"What do you think?" Luo Xiao looked at the time, "The last time I ate was nine hours ago."

"I've been sleeping for so long!" Yu Hang quickly jumped up, and ran downstairs with the bowl in his arms. He didn't forget to go to the nurse's station to make a joke when he got out of the ward, and asked them to watch over him, so that no one else could enter the ward.

Luo Xiao watched the door close, then propped himself up to sit up, and slowly changed the position of his feet.

The wind outside the window is a bit strong, and it will probably rain again tonight.

He touched the mobile phone next to him, unlocked it and continued to look down.

If Yu Hang was here, he would be able to tell that this is their school's forum, and there is a school logo in the upper left corner.

Luo Xiao also watched it temporarily when he was bored, but he couldn't stop after seeing it.

He knew that Yu Hang should be liked by others, but he didn't expect to be so popular. As long as there are photos in the posts, he is included in eight out of ten posts.

But what surprised him was that in the post he was reading now, there were photos of himself, group photos, single photos, and... photos of them going to the mountains.

The comments below are also mixed, some of which he didn't quite understand, so he went to Baidu to find out what cp means.

When he saw it, he wanted to laugh. When he went to the mountain to play, he didn’t see what Yu Hang and Su Cheng’an were doing, but when he scrolled down, he saw the Suhang CP, and he clicked on the first floor to see it. In a word: There is heaven above and Suhang below.

The cuteness of these girls is really quite simple, and he just knew the word cuteness.

Just as I was about to look further down, the door of the ward opened, and Yu Hang's voice sounded immediately afterward: "The next rain will be colder, I think you can wear autumn clothes when you leave the hospital .”

Luo Xiao let go of the fruit knife. During this special period, he really couldn't hear any sudden movement.

"It's starting to cool down, why don't you use the quilt on the bed next door to cover the night tonight, and I'll ask Ye Qijun to bring a set when he comes over tomorrow." Luo Xiao said while taking an apple and peeling it.

"We'll eat some fruit later." Yu Hang bent down to take the table, and first poured the soup made by Grandpa Sun on it.

"This thermos is fine, it's still hot." Yu Hang said.

Luo Xiao put the apple on the plastic bag, and leaned over to smell the soup: "Aren't you talking nonsense, old man Sun earns so much money in his life, he should treat himself better."

"I probably bought it for you." Yu Hang opened the lid of the porridge, "Let it cool down a bit before eating."

"Maybe." Luo Xiao held the bowl and blew while drinking. He was really hungry.

Yu Hang leaned against the sideboard at the end of the bed, watching his face for a while, and his feet for a while.

"By the way, Ji Wenjie wants to buy a dog for Zhou Xiang." Luo Xiao said suddenly.

"Buy a dog?" Yu Hang thought about the normal state of this group of people, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Tomorrow, Zhou Xiang and I start school, who will he buy to raise? He has to go to work, and you are in the hospital. Come to accompany you, I don't think Grandpa Sun can still remember to walk the dog when he is doing woodcarving."

"That's not what I'm thinking about." Luo Xiao put down the bowl, and picked up a spoon beside him to stir the porridge, "I'm wondering if Zhou Xiang is still suitable for keeping a dog."

Yu Hang paused for two seconds, and suddenly remembered Zhou Xiang's title of "dog-beating boy". This is really...

"Whether it's suitable or not depends on what he thinks." Yu Hang recalled the symptoms of anxiety disorder he had searched before, "He may have fallen ill when he beat the dog. Didn't He Jing and Chen Maohui say that at that time the dog Called in the living room, and then he went to call, probably because of the worry and uneasiness caused by the illness, worried about causing trouble to others, so he did some irreversible things."

"Then tell Ji Wenjie, I bought it because I was afraid he would make his own decisions." Luo Xiao said.

"Okay." Yu Hang picked up the chopsticks and rummaged through the thermos, "There are radishes here, eat more, what's the muscle here?"

"Beef tendon." Luo Xiao glanced at the things piled up in the bowl, "I drink porridge and soup. When will the days when the soup is clear and watery?"

"I'm drinking with you, too." Yu Hang picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them into his bowl, "To save a few dollars, I'm going out to buy water, it's all right now."

"Don't bring up the past again." Luo Xiao knocked on the bowl, "Eat and go to bed early, don't you still have class tomorrow morning?"

In fact, there was a class tonight, a self-study class, but he didn't want to go, so he asked Yuan Hao to ask for a leave of absence.

"Yuan Hao and the others said they wanted to see you." Yu Hang said.

"What's so interesting about this?" Luo Xiao filled another bowl of soup after eating, "Go straight to the hospital when you get out of the hospital, it's not easy to invite them to dinner in the hospital."

"Well, I didn't ask them to come." Yu Hang cleaned up the dishes and washed them in the sink in the ward.

There was still some hot water left in the afternoon, so he poured some into the basin and brought it to the cabinet next to the hospital bed: "Do you want to take a shower? Are you sweating?"

"I'm not sweating, I'd better wipe it off, I don't feel comfortable." After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and took off his T-shirt. He didn't lie down for a few days, but his muscles were still there.

It was a bit windy outside, Yu Hang closed the window first, then found the clean clothes in the bag and put them on the bed, and then wiped his back for him.

When they were wiping, they got a little closer, Luo Xiao frowned and took a few breaths: "Are you smoking?"

Yu Hang paused, and began to think of an excuse: "Well, it was a bit unpleasant during the school rehearsal, and everyone in the lounge was smoking."

"What's the matter?" Luo Xiao asked.

"The question of song selection." Yu Hang went on to make up, "I had a disagreement with them."

"Aren't you singing solo? There can still be differences." Luo Xiao put on his clothes, took the mouthwash from the side and simply rinsed his mouth.

"Why not." Yu Hang took the water and went to the toilet to pour it out, "I wanted to sing the song I chose, but the activity arranged by the student union was to draw songs on the spot, and sing whichever song was drawn."

Luo Xiao glanced at the apple with a mouth open, but still didn't reach out to take it.

"Have you watched the song you picked?"

Yu Hang was standing by the sink and pouring cold water on his face. This is really a lie within a lie, it's too tiring, "I've seen it."

"You can sing?" Luo Xiao asked.

"Yeah." Yu Hang was talking to him while thinking about the previous answer, for fear that there might be some inconsistencies.

"It doesn't matter if you can sing, why are you angry." Luo Xiao lay on the bed and wiggled his toes, "It's not like your temper."

Yu Hang came out and changed into his slippers, went in to wash his feet, and said bravely, "Maybe it happened that I was in a bad mood today."

Luo Xiao didn't speak anymore, he thought about how Yu Hang fell asleep with a tired face, indeed, anyone who was called out to rehearse every night until the early morning would have a temper.

Yu Hang hugged the quilt from the next bed and put it on the folding bed, secretly heaving a sigh of relief, but luckily he didn't know what Luo Xiao was thinking, if he knew, he might really not know how to pick it up.

"There is no one else here today, so you can just sleep on the bed." Luo Xiao pointed to the bed behind the curtain.

"No." Yu Hang directly refused, "I'm afraid."

Said that the face is not red and the heart is not beating.

Luo Xiao watched him push the folding bed to the side of his hospital bed until they were close together.

"What's wrong with you?"

Yu Hang took off his shoes and got into the bed, lay down and took Luo Xiao's hand, muttering, "I'm in a bad mood."

In fact, when I went to cook, I suddenly remembered something.

When Han Wenxu's uncle asked him to borrow a lighter this afternoon, he seemed to have noticed that he had nails. If he really had nails, then he would have to think about Zhou Xiang's nail marks on the back of his ears and on his neck. Just thinking about it like this makes him feel chills all over.

It was a big improvement that he didn't squeeze directly into Luo Xiao's hospital bed.

But Luo Xiao didn't know, he just felt a headache: "If you are sure you want to sleep like this, then please sleep more honestly, if you kick my foot, then I really don't know if I can't bear to spare your life .”

"Don't worry, I've always slept well." Yu Hang reassured again and again, and Luo Xiao didn't know where his confidence and illusion came from.

Luo Xiao sighed, raised his hand and turned off the light, hoping that his feet would still be intact when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

After turning off the lights, Yu Hang felt that the thoughts in his mind were magnified a hundred times.

For example, how did Han Wenxu's uncle manage to erase the traces of the fourth person at the scene of the car accident in a short period of time.

If he recognized himself this afternoon and did something to himself, wouldn't there be any evidence left behind.

As Yu Hang thought about it, his body trembled again.

Luo Xiao frowned and put his right foot back, retracted his embraced right hand and pressed it to his forehead, massaged him for a while, and didn't stop until he fell asleep.

He was suspicious. Today in their school forum, he saw a post about the rehearsal of the welcome party, which was written in mid-October.

He didn't want to think too much, and he didn't want to think too much, he chose to believe in Yu Hang.