I'm still doing fine

An Yichi was a little nervous, a little different from the girls around who were afraid of pain or blood, he was afraid that he was about to take off his unilateral sleeve

His palms were a little wet, and he felt cold in midsummer. He lifted up the corner of his cuffs and peeked at it. No matter what, he couldn't deceive himself and hope that others would not find out.

"Next!" The female nurse was yelling, and the one in front of her had already stood up from the stool, holding a ball of cotton on her elbow and smiling weakly, An Yichi took a step forward and sat down, pulling off her sleeves The mind is stretched infinitely

Don't be too slow, if you are urged by the nurse, it will attract more inquiring eyes

An Yichi knew it very well, but the hand that was at the elbow couldn't continue, shaking uncontrollably

He could see the subtle changes in the nurse's expression, the brows converged in the middle, the corners of the mouth turned down, the eyes became sharper, and the lips gradually opened

Hurry up!

An Yichi urged himself, and could almost hear the reprimand that was about to sound in the next second

"Excuse me."

It wasn't a hallucination, he did hear a voice, not scolding and urging, but a familiar deep male voice

The next moment, there was a warm palm attached to his shoulder, and An Yichi could clearly perceive the unique aura if it had substance, and had a subtle premonition that he knew who was standing behind him.

People who have always been afraid of close contact, at this moment, unexpectedly feel at ease

"I'm sorry, just now the counselor specifically asked me to take care of this student... Only his form has been confiscated, please hurry up." Liang Duanyuan pulled the sleeve for him without any explanation, and she was very skillful Only showing the bare skin to the nurse, the sister's question almost became a soliloquy at the end, "Is there any problem with him...?"

With the broken arm in her field of vision, she knew what the problem was, so she let Liang Duanyuan stand close behind An Yichi, blocking all sight from behind

"He's dizzy." An Yichi heard this sentence, and then his eyes went dark, and the skin on his wrist felt warm

For the first time, Liang Duanyuan's skill of catching a basketball with one hand had some practical use. One hand completely covered his sight, and the other hand covered his forearm on the table. Those horrific wounds did not reveal a single bit.

Heat can be spread by radiation

The first thought in An Yichi's mind was actually a common sense of physics. He felt that he was surrounded by Liang Duanyuan, and the back of his head was probably next to his lower abdomen. He could feel the tactile sensation of the inner muscles through the thin cloth, and invaded from all directions. The coming body temperature and breath made An Yichi a little panting

"Make a fist." The man was talking, his breath sprayed on his neck, and it was hot

The tourniquet binds the upper arm, it is astringent, the blood circulation is blocked, the fingertips start to tingle, the elbow is very cold, the breath of iodophor and Liang Duanyuan from the nose merge and intertwine, followed by the familiar pain

Losing his vision, he inadvertently magnified his sense of touch. An Yichi thought he was not afraid of pain, but he still tilted his head at this moment, and then noticed that the fingers covered in front of his eyes moved very lightly, doing a patting and soothing gesture, as if what does that really do

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Plop, plop, plop...

An Yichi even felt a little noisy, he thought, where are his ears attached?How can a place far away from the heart be able to feel the heartbeat of others so clearly?

neither long nor short

An Yichi moved away for a while, and finally heard the sound of Xisuo around him

The girl's laughter is a sharp and piercing short breath

"Hey, hey, look over there, my mother! They are a good match..."

"Is it a couple? This style of painting is so fucking—"

"calm down!"

……

The boy's hiss is like the hollow echo of the mountain wind passing through the tunnel

"Blood-sickness? It's just a prick for the elders, you're such a mother..."

"Damn it, it's too gay, I can't see it!"

"Are all of you straight men so gay? I may be disconnected from the Internet."

……

Maybe there is also the shutter sound of the mobile phone taking pictures...

But these are too far away, like separated by a layer of transparent glass, the noise is not real

Liang Duanyuan let go of the restraint, and the hand that covered his eyes just now moved down to press the ball of cotton on the elbow, put the sleeve up halfway, and thanked the nurse politely, "I'm really sorry to bother you. You worked."

"It's all right. Let's go." The nurse sister smiled softly, feeling that she had found a little extra care between people in the program, "Come on, next one!"

She continued to work, the corners of her mouth had a beautiful arc, and the angle of the needle was slightly corrected

"Thank you." Walking into the stairwell, the two distanced themselves. An Yizhi put on his clothes and continued to press the pinhole. His words were not very fluent, "I, together with what I forgot to say last time, thank you."

"Yeah." Liang Duanyuan flipped through his medical examination form, confirmed that it was filled out, and then closed the paper to look at him, "This is my job... Don't rub the pinhole, it will bruise. "

"May I treat you to dinner?" An Yichi's fingers stopped moving, and he said after a while, "It's a thank you."

Liang Duanyuan lowered her eyes to look at him, her smile dispelled the alienation.

He said, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Chen Chen leaned against a closed medicine-taking window and looked down at the clear boundary between light and shade under his feet. He thought that the hospital building was so deep and the design was not reasonable enough. Looking at it, his thoughts wandered and he began to daze.

Guan Qifu went downstairs at this time, and when he looked up, he was caught by such a scene.

Chen Chen bowed his head against the wall and meditated. On the left side was the inscription "Heal the dying and serve the society", and on the right side were filled with Nightingale's oath

At this time, the sun was shining brightly, like a waterfall pouring down with mighty momentum, when it fell to the ground, silver-like light spots splashed, clung to his trousers and shirt, and traced his eyebrows and hairline.

As Guan Qifu walked a few steps closer, he felt more and more that Chen Chen was like a person in Vermeer's painting, separated from the ordinary but distant scene, with a warm and soft light.

He stood still at an angle, spread his index finger and thumb, and made a rectangle to frame it. The unnecessary camera clicked in his mind, and he fixed this scene in his memory.

"Chen Chen!" He approached and suddenly called out, as if he had fun scaring Chen Chen, he was satisfied to see the man shiver suddenly, and then he stepped back a few steps and stood still with a smile.

"What are you doing again?" Chen Chen looked up in surprise and stared at him with his head raised.

A few strands of flying hair were dyed by the sun, bringing a light golden color. Guan Qifu stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the curly hair on his head. He felt that it must be very soft, but when he reached his front, he wrinkled Chen Chen tightly. His brows frowning, the corners of his mouth pulled down, he stopped consciously, changed direction, and supported the medicine-taking window sill behind him, "To be honest, do you hate me?"

Chen Chen was completely surrounded by him in the shadows, and he was a little caught off guard by a straight punch. He often complained, but couldn't utter the words, "Yeah, I don't hate you, but you always pester me, it's so scary." ……Right?"

Chen Chen is a very easy person to get along with, happy to make friends and likes to be lively. In the past, if anyone in the crowd said a good word about him, he smiled on his face, as if honor and disgrace were calm and calm, and he must carry his back Talking to Tang Xiaozheng, saying that he is a clean stream, it is only natural to be appreciated.

But when he met Guan Qifu who was so earnest that he permeated every hole, he was frightened again, and couldn't figure out what path this person was taking.

It was clear that he only met once, and he didn't say a few words, not to mention that he didn't look at that face carefully when he was running away in a hurry, but this person seemed to have had a grudge with him for a long time. Constantly brushing the sense of presence, talking about the reminder of the comments that always pops up when he is playing the game, and he quits the game when he accidentally hits it, causing him to hang up frequently recently...

Losing points is a small matter, but being scolded is a big matter.

Especially when he was forming a team with a female classmate whom he had a good impression of, and encountered passers-by teammates spraying asterisks all over the screen, he maintained his demeanor and swallowed his anger, and suffered a lot.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen suddenly gained confidence, "Either you tell me today, what exactly do you want to pester me for?"

"Hey..." Guan Qifu suddenly sighed, his expression changed, his brows and eyes were full of sadness, "Really, don't you remember me?"

"Huh...?" Chen Chen was stunned

"I came here because of you, and you pretend you don't know me?" Guan Qifu saw that his expression didn't seem to be fake, and his heart sank.

Five years ago, when Guan Qi was in the third year of junior high school, the pressure of the high school entrance examination increased with his height, but the dwindling numbers on the edge of the blackboard failed to suppress his eager heart.

Thanks to the pair of extremely enlightened parents, Guan Qifu had already started kissing little girls on the cheeks and looking for a bride for himself when he was in kindergarten, so when he was 15 years old, the pretty girl who held hands with him If the girls sit together, there will be more than enough for two tables of mahjong.

But in retrospect, he felt that his youth came late at the beginning of this year.

He fell in love at first sight with the new boy in the studio.

At first he didn't tell anyone, because he was a little flustered. When friends got together, they would occasionally discuss which girl had beautiful calves, but never discussed which boy had a straight nose, as if they didn't care about it every day .

He is different from others, which is not a good thing at that age.

He harbored a huge secret, like a stick in his throat, and while he couldn't help but want to get close, he felt extremely painful and always felt guilty.If one day he touched that boy's hand while taking the opportunity of guiding fluoroscopy, he was so happy that he couldn't hold back his laughter at the moment, but at night he blamed himself and couldn't sleep all night.

After the senior high school entrance examination, Guan Qifu actually lost ten catties at the age of slapstick. His mother was very worried, so he decided to see a doctor.

He hoped that the doctor would rejuvenate so that he could continue to happily date girls, or that he would swear sharply so that he could turn his back on his ways and return to the right place.

Unexpectedly, the doctor told him to accept himself.

Guan Qifu's life ushered in an early spring. He knew that his parents were enlightened, but he did not expect to be so enlightened.

His mother took his hand and said, "It's okay, don't be afraid, the world still welcomes you."

So nothing has changed, Guan Qifu's brush is still pure, and he is still tight-lipped about his sweetheart.

It's a bit unfortunate to say that such smooth things in the world did not last for too long, but thanks to this, Guan Qifu's life finally had a connection with Chen Chen.