Chapter Twenty-Seven: There is a smell of cumin on my body
Xie Yu laughed and asked Aunt Zhang and Xiaokui to go out first.
She talked to Feng Peilang first.
Aunt Zhang was still a little worried, but before she could say anything, she was pulled away by Xiaokui.
The door to the ward closed, and Xie Yu put down his bag and walked to the bedside.
Feng Peilang looks very good.
The illness did not make him emaciated, on the contrary, he was a little swollen, and the whole person did not look too bad.
He sat on the hospital bed, and the tubes on his body were almost gone.
He looked at Xie Yu, with a thin smile on the corner of his mouth, he was an extremely handsome man, he was born extremely handsome, but he was not the same type as Xu Yishi, Feng Peilang's smile came from his own warm temperament, that kind of clean, clean without a trace of impurities.
Xie Yu was going to pull up a chair and sit down on the edge of the bed.
But Feng Peilang had already reached out and patted the side of the hospital bed.
He moved inside so that Xie Yu could lie down on the hospital bed.
"This bed is wider than a park bench. ”
Feng Peilang laughed.
He said that when they fell in love in high school, they would always skip class at night and go to the park.
Lying on a park bench, you and I are looking at the street lamp, reciting words and knowledge points of each subject.
So thanks to those wandering days of early love and skipping class, Xie Yu and Feng Peilang tied for the first place in the school.
Xiaokui said that Feng Peilang's memory stayed at that stage, so it was not surprising that he could remember this.
Xie Yu also smiled, took off his shoes and jumped on the hospital bed, snuggling in his arms.
Aunt Zhang cleaned up Feng Peilang very cleanly, even if he had been lying on the hospital bed for so long, there was not a trace of peculiar smell on his body, not even the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital
Diffusing between the breaths of the interpreter is the faint fragrance of lemonade.
She leaned her head towards Feng Peilang's neck.
Rub it affectionately.
"Dumbfounded. ”
Feng Peilang's hand gently patted Xie Yu's cheek and called her again.
Xie Yu stretched out his hand and put it on his waist and abdomen, greedily breathing in the calm and sweet air of this moment.
and the breath of Feng Peilang that exists in the air.
There was a muffled hum.
"When I'm well, let's go to Beijing together, okay?"
Feng Peilang's fingers were interspersed in Xie Yu's hair, and he skillfully pressed Xie Yu's scalp.
The numbness of the scalp was like an electric current, which made Xie Yu tremble.
She leaned on Feng Peilang's shoulder, her face buried between his neck, her eyes open.
Go to Kyoto.
Four years ago, she and Feng Peilang were both admitted to universities in Beijing.
In the summer of that year, her parents sent her to Beijing, but Feng Peilang did not join her, because his sister was sick, acute appendicitis, and the operation cost a lot of money, Feng Peilang had to serve dishes in the restaurant all summer vacation, help people sell barbecue at night, and have to help people string barbecue skewers early in the morning to save up tuition and his sister's medical expenses.
Xie Yu also wanted to wait for him to come, but he asked Xie Yu not to wait for her, and to go to Beijing first to settle down before he came to her.
That summer vacation was the longest period of time when Xie Yu and Feng Peilang were separated.
Xie Yu still remembers the first day of school, the tanned Feng Peilang appeared downstairs in the dormitory with her suitcase and waited for her to wake up and see him for the first time.
It was a blue sky that morning, and birds were chirping in the girls' dormitory building, which was very green.
Xie Yu threw himself into Feng Peilang's arms, and laughed at the smell of cumin on him.
"Well, good. ”
Xie Yu reached out and touched Feng Peilang's cheek, blinking seriously, "Then you must hurry up and get better." ”