Laughing astray

The ward was very quiet. Yan Zihan turned over from the hard bed. Pain came from the back of his neck connected to the lumbar spine. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming. He found his mobile phone, and the curtains were drawn on the window. Compared with the dark room, the glaring light of the mobile phone screen made him squint his eyes slightly. The mobile phone displayed 42:[-].

He just fell asleep for less than three hours. Cong Xiao lived in an ordinary ward with three beds. Xiao Yi just moved in when he was drowsy because of his wound. He fell off his leg while riding a bicycle and groaned all afternoon. Han has been in the self-hypnosis of "I'm already asleep", accompanied by the sound of an uncle's siren-like snoring, and forced himself to lie down for three hours.

Cong Xiaoyi hasn't woken up yet, maybe the residual anesthetic is still haunting his body, Cong Xiaoyi slept for almost a day and a night, Yan Zihan sat up gently, the hard bed still made a few harsh sounds, he needed If you are an escort, you can’t sleep with the patient, so I asked the nurse to get a special folding bed for the escort. There was a dark human figure on the sky blue board, Yan Zihan suppressed the roar in his heart, and felt helpless in Cong Xiaoyi’s peaceful sleeping face. sigh.

Six o'clock is the time when the family members who accompany the bed have to get up. Yan Zihan has no patience to lie down again. Cong Xiaoyi on the bed may have heard the sound of him getting up. He turned over in a daze and opened his eyes. Then he grinned and fell down a second later. He took a breath, "Damn it!"

"Are you awake?" Yan Zihan folded the creaking bed back and put it aside, poured a glass of water for Cong Xiaoyi, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"...Hungry" Cong Xiao buried half of his face in the quilt, and muttered with two sleepy eyes.

Yan Zihan glanced in the uncle's direction, and quickly sucked Cong Xiaoyi's forehead while the latter was still in a state of "unable to sleep".

"Are you tired?" Cong Xiao raised his head and asked under his throat.

"What's greasy?" Yan Zihan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, "A mouth full of oil!"

"So I'm asking you if you're tired!" Cong Xiao rolled his eyes, "I haven't washed my face all night, and I can scrape off several layers of oil!"

"Wang Bin and the others are here today...I'll go buy something to eat later." Yan Zihan didn't continue to ask whether he was greasy or not.

"...No need, just sit and wait to eat...Give me water." Cong Xiaoyi slowly got up on his stomach, trying not to involve his wound.

Yan Zihan stared at Cong Xiaoyi's movements, but there was no expression in his eyes. Cong Xiao saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, and hooked his fingers at him.

Yan Zihan stretched his head over, Cong Xiao raised his head and hit him hard with his forehead, "What are you thinking! Wait for me to wash up!"

Wang Bin's cries could be heard from the inpatient department to the emergency department. Cong Xiao didn't turn his eyes when he drank the chicken soup Wang Bin brought over, and flirted with Yan Zihan on his own.

- would you like to get him a glass of water

-what?

- he's about to cry!

Cong Xiaoyi shook his head lightly. Ma Xuanyu was sitting and peeling apples, automatically ignoring Wang Bin, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"What's going on! He's going to fly solo!" Wang Bing wiped away tears that didn't exist with a loud grin, "Peel an orange for me, I'm thirsty!"

Ma Xuanyu threw the half-peeled apple to Wang Bin, "It's almost enough to eat."

"Are they all there?"

Several people were arguing, Yang Yi walked into the ward carrying an insulated box, glanced at the few people, and finally turned his gaze to Ma Xuanyu's face for a second and then turned back. "I feel like I'm at the wrong time."

"Come, come!" Wang Bin stood up from his seat, "It's all friends!"

The atmosphere in the ward was instantly turned into a wine table atmosphere by Wang Bin. Cong Xiaoyi felt that he should finish the bowl of chicken soup.

Yang Yi opened his insulated box, "I bought you some porridge on the way...who knew you had finished your chicken soup."

"Brother Xiao...What about Laoban...how to explain?" Wang Bin put the half-peeled apple into his mouth, and poured the remaining chicken soup back into the insulated box.

"Wait until I get out of the hospital and go back to school." Cong Xiao turned over and lay on the bed, "I'm fine, don't treat me as if I was injured in saving the world."

"Liu Li and the others have all gone in, finally something good happened!" Ma Xuanyu put away the fruit, and when he stood up, he accidentally touched Yang Yi, "I'm sorry..."

Yang Yi shrugged, showing a calm expression.

When Wang Bin and the others left, the uncle in the same ward ended his long sleepless sleep, and began to whine again. Yan Zihan pulled the curtain beside Cong Xiaoyi's bed. I don't know if it was a psychological effect or he felt a little too tired. , It just feels that the roots of the ears are much cleaner in an instant.

Cong Xiao took a look at his sleepy face, with newly grown beard stubble on his face, and felt a sudden knock in his heart, "Are you tired?"

Yan Zihan shook his head, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

A few fragments inexplicably popped up in Cong Xiao's mind. Yan Zihan's words made him feel that his wretchedness, which had been silent for almost 20 years, was about to be revealed, "I won't go...I don't feel it now."

It's really fucking fast to draw more and more.

"Come up and sleep for a while!" Cong Xiaoyi moved aside, "You haven't slept much all night."

"Did it bother you?" Yan Zihan took off his shoes, and gently climbed onto the bed. Cong Xiaoyi covered the quilt very warmly. He was exhausted all night, and the drowsiness that hadn't woken up soon came slowly.

"The uncle next door has been in vibration mode, and you are still in SMS mode from time to time, so you didn't sleep well." Cong Xiao put half of his body on Yan Zihan's body to avoid holding his back injury.

Yan Zihan put his hand on Cong Xiao's butt and rubbed it, and said vaguely, "I thought you really left."

Cong Xiaoyi froze in his arms, and then said after a while, "I have plans... I don't even plan to go to school."

Yan Zihan laughed a few times, but felt that the smile didn't come out of his heart, "I said I would give you time, but in fact I was also giving me time. I have never dared to tell you, not because of Bai Shaorong, but because I can't tell you apart. Who are the two, if you develop like this with you, I will feel very sorry for him in my heart, but I can't bear to part with you, I think I am quite selfish." Yan Zihan sighed, and buried his face in Cong Xiao's shoulder.

"You're quite selfish." Cong Xiao closed his eyes, and his chest was close to Yan Zihan's, and he could even feel the strong heartbeat of the other party, "You didn't even give me time to prepare, it was so sudden, and her mother suddenly I put a second kick next to my ear, and my brain exploded... I don't want to mention it again, I, like you, feel like I'm having an affair with you behind my brother's back..."

"Go to sleep..." Yan Zihan murmured.

"Yan Zihan?" Cong Xiaoyi called softly.

"Ok?"

"Yan Zihan."

"Ah."

"Old man Yan."

"...Um."

"Where's my mother?" Cong Xiaoyi suddenly changed the topic and raised his head from Yan Zihan's arms.

"I think the atmosphere just now was just right." Yan Zihan let out a few laughs, and let out a deep breath, as if wanting to let go of the dull mood just now.

"That's nothing compared to my mother's problem." Cong Xiao rubbed his temples, "Whoever hit me with a stick, hit me until my mother forgot!"

"I transferred to the hospital. My friend is the dean. I will wait for you to be discharged from the hospital."

"Who's with me?"

"The escort aunt from before." Yan Zihan put his arms around Cong and smiled, "Go to sleep for a while."

"Get up later and go to the bathroom."

"Shall we go now?" Yan Zihan was about to turn over and get up.

"The atmosphere is right now... I can hold back for a while."

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