Sun Xiaolin walked into Lan Xue's bedroom with a smile, and saw that Lan Xue was in a daze with the drawing board, so she called softly: "Xiaoxue, it's time for an injection." Lan Xue turned her head sideways, gently patting the back of her hand with a paintbrush, while looking at Sun Xiaolin as usual sorting out the medicine box, preparing the medicine for her injection. Suddenly, she put down the paintbrush in her hand, smiled lightly and said to Sun Xiaolin, "Sister Xiaolin, can you please pour me a glass of water?" "Okay, then you wait for me." Sun Xiaolin simply agreed to Lan Xue's request and left Lan Xue's room. After Sun Xiaolin left, Lan Xue focused all her attention on the small glass medicine bottle that Sun Xiaolin had just taken out of the medicine box, and she carefully observed the two small medicine bottles up and down, as if she wanted to find something from them. It's a pity that there is nothing new to discover in a short period of time with the naked eye blue snow, but at this time, Sun Xiaolin also happened to come back with a water cup. Lan Xue smiled and took the water cup and drank all the water in the cup, seeing that Lan Xue was drinking so quickly, Sun Xiaolin hurriedly went over and patted her back, "Drink it slowly, don't choke." Lan Xue held the empty cup in her hand and smiled: "Thank you, I'm really a little thirsty." Sister Xiaolin, give me an injection. "Oh, yes. Sun Xiaolin really didn't expect that Lan Xue would ask herself to do what she usually hates the most without disgust. Also, these days of blue snow's behavior is also a little strange, although her attitude towards herself is still kind and cute, but all her actions are too well-behaved and obedient. Although Sun Xiaolin was full of suspicions, she didn't dare to think about it, she just thought that Lan Xue had figured it out and was willing to accept her current life. Sun Xiaolin used the needle to draw in the liquid medicine in the small medicine bottle, and was about to inject Lan Xue, but Lan Xue suddenly said to herself: "Sister Xiaolin, it seems that the doorbell is ringing, help me take a look." Sun Xiaolin was stunned for a moment, then quickly put down the needle in his hand and responded: "Okay, I'll take a look." After Sun Xiaolin left the room, Lan Xue quickly picked up the needle that Sun Xiaolin had put down, pushed the trace amount of medicine into the empty cup she had just drunk water, and then quickly put the needle back in place. Sun Xiaolin walked downstairs and opened the door to look around, but she didn't find anyone ringing the doorbell, so she closed the door and went back.

Lan Xue put the cup on the edge of the windowsill and continued to paint, and after hearing the sound of Sun Xiaolin pushing the door in, she asked lightly, "Who is it, Sister Xiaolin." "Oh, no one, maybe you misheard. Sun Xiaolin replied as she picked up the needle again. "Well, maybe it's because my ears don't work very flexibly after being paralyzed. Fortunately, it's just that there is a problem with my ears, my eyes haven't blurred yet, and my heart is still beating••••••" Lan Xue's words made Sun Xiaolin feel weird, but she didn't show the strangeness in her heart on her face, she took the needle and slowly approached Lan Xue and said, "Then Xiaoxue, let's get an injection." "Hmm. Lan Xue responded shallowly, and then put down the brush in her hand and cooperated with Sun Xiaolin to inject herself. Lan Xue stared at the needle that had pierced into her flesh and suddenly asked, "Sister Xiaolin, why have you been giving injections to my legs recently? Since both legs are no longer able to move, why do you still need injections in your legs? Also, although I am paralyzed, I can still be regarded as having recovered, why do I need injections when there are no other diseases? Can you ••••••" Lan Xue hadn't finished speaking, only a sound was heard, and it turned out that Sun Xiaolin's hand shook and dropped the needle that had just been injected on the ground. Lan Xue bent down and picked up the needle that fell to the ground, Lan Xue held the needle in her hand and looked at Sun Xiaolin's expression in her eyes. Sun Xiaolin's face gradually darkened, her face was full of panic, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly inadvertently. Looking at Sun Xiaolin's appearance, Lan Xue already knew in her heart, Sun Xiaolin, she had something unspeakable. Lan Xue slowly raised the hand holding the needle, stretched out her arm to Sun Xiaolin and said, "Sister Xiaolin, don't you want this?" "Oh, yes, I want it•••••• thank you." Sun Xiaolin took the needle and looked at the needle in her hand, and Sun Xialin thoughtfully prepared to put it back in the medicine box. Seeing that Sun Xiaolin was about to put the needle back into the medicine box, Lan Xue asked again: "If you use it, you should throw it away, why do you have to put it back?" It seemed that Lan Xue's words hit Sun Xiaolin's "vital point" again, her hand stiffened, and the needle fell directly into the medicine box. Sun Xiaolin looked at Lan Xue in a panic, and the fear between her eyebrows and eyes almost made her speechless in panic. Looking at Sun Xiaolin's appearance, Lan Xue couldn't bear to continue to ask, she slowly held Sun Xiaolin's already cold hands, and said, "I'm sorry Sister Xiaolin, I won't ask any more." There may be some doubts, but intuition is the best answer, and there is no need to prove it. Don't be afraid, don't feel embarrassed, I won't ask again. Between us, let's maintain the status quo. After speaking, Lan Xue let go of Sun Xiaolin's hand, picked up the brush and continued to paint, her expression focused as if Sun Xiaolin did not exist. Seeing Lan Xue painting so seriously, Sun Xiaolin lightly sorted out the medicine box, and with helplessness, Sun Xiaolin put the medicine box on her back and prepared to leave, she had already taken a few steps closer to the door, Sun Xiaolin suddenly stopped and said to Lan Xue: "Xiaoxue, thank you for being so good to me." Sun Xiaolin finally mustered up the courage to say the gratitude in her heart, but Sun Xiaolin had no way of knowing Lan Xue's reaction through the drawing board, and Sun Xiaolin didn't hear Lan Xue's words when she stayed in place for a while. Sun Xiaolin thought to herself, perhaps, Lan Xue was really disappointed in herself. With guilt and helplessness, Sun Xiaolin turned around and prepared to continue walking. At this moment, Lan Xue's voice suddenly came from behind Sun Xiaolin, "Sister Xiaolin, if you want to concentrate on doing things for someone, don't be moved by someone other than that person." Because, once your heart is shaken, you can no longer concentrate. In that case, you will be miserable. Also•••••• don't feel guilty about me, I, maybe not as good to you as you think. ”

Sun Xiaolin turned around slowly, she looked at the easel and sketchpad that blocked her and Lan Xue in front of her, she slowly put down the medicine box on her body, and cautiously approached Lan Xue. It wasn't until she walked to Lan Xue's side that she realized that Lan Xue's eyes were already full of tears, and the teardrops fell down Lan Xue's cheeks one by one into the dye box on the easel. Lan Xue turned her face slightly to look at Sun Xiaolin, Sun Xiaolin looked a little wooden, but in her slightly reddened eyes, Lan Xue saw her heartache for herself, Lan Xue smiled and lowered her head and said, "Sister Xiaolin, if you take what I just said to heart, you should leave Sister •••••• Xiaolin, I'll tell you a story." Sun Xiaolin smiled and nodded, squatting down beside Lan Xue. Lan Xue lowered her head, looking at the dye box in front of her, and a picture of her childhood suddenly appeared in front of her: a little girl was in art class, she was painting very seriously, but the male classmate sitting behind her was a little too naughty, and he painted watercolor on the hair of the little girl who was concentrating, causing the class to laugh. The little girl was almost crying. At this moment, a little boy rushed into the classroom, overturned the male student's easel, pushed the male student to the ground, and pulled the little girl out of the classroom. The little boy dragged the little girl into the water room and helped her wash the oil paint off her hair. Although the little girl said thank you, he still didn't pay attention, just very carefully helped her wash off the oil paint stuck to her hair little by little•••••• gradually the picture became more and more blurry in front of Lan Xue's eyes, slowly, disappeared. When the picture in front of Lan Xue's eyes changed back to the dye box again, Lan Xue's tears slid down the corners of her eyes again. Lan Xue stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and said with a wry smile: "This story is to tell Sister Xiaolin, don't be easily moved•••••• once upon a time, there was a little girl who lived a happy life under the care of her parents. One day, the little girl met a little boy at her parents' friend's house. The little boy's parents have passed away one after another, so he is an adopted child. For the first time, when the little girl saw the little boy, she saw for the first time what her sad eyes looked like. The little girl really wants to be friends with the little boy, and she always clings to the little boy, hoping that he will also be willing to be friends with her. Even though the little boy never spoke to the little girl, and was always bored with the little girl, the little girl still liked to stick to him. Until one day, on the beach where they were playing together, in order to save the little girl who was about to be swept away by the waves, the little boy pushed the little girl away, and he was swept into the sea by the waves, and never came back•••••• at the moment when the little boy disappeared into the sea, the little girl told herself to always remember this person who sacrificed her life for herself•••••• "That little boy is really touching. Sun Xiaolin suddenly interrupted Lan Xue's words. Lan Xue nodded with a light smile and said, "That's right, it's very touching." It was with this emotion that the little girl kept the little boy in her heart for ten years and did not dare to forget it for a moment. However, just ten years later, the girl met the boy again, and the boy had changed his name and started a new life. The boy was lucky that he was not killed in the sea but was rescued. The girl is happy to meet the boy again. Soon the girl's father committed suicide in an accident, and just before the father died, he kept repeating the boy's name, and kept saying things like he hoped the boy would spare him. Unexpectedly, the girl turned out to be the daughter of the boy's enemy. The girl found the boy and asked him, why did she save her back then, wouldn't it be better if the enemy's daughter died?Sister Xiaolin, do you think, why did the boy just do that girl back then?" Sun Xiaolin thought for a while and said, "Perhaps, he feels that he has a debtor, so he doesn't want to involve the girl, right?" After listening to Xiaolin's answer, Lan Xue shook her head, shook her head with a light chuckle and said, "The boy replied, 'At that time, I didn't want to save you at all, but wanted to push you higher on the waves•••••• 'Sister Xiaolin, after listening to this story, will you be easily moved in the future••••••" Sun Xiaolin slowly stood up, looked at Lan Xue's thoughtful eyes, and didn't answer her question for a long time. Lan Xue turned her face sideways and said to her: "You don't have to tell me your answer, I just want you to understand that I won't use bitter tricks to embarrass you." Okay, here you go. ”

After Sun Xiaolin left, Lan Xue leaned her head against the floor-to-ceiling window, slowly closed her eyes, and felt the pictures in front of her. In those pictures, there is the happy self of childhood, and of course, there is also the current self who is trapped in the abyss of pain••••••

Lan Xue pushed open the door but couldn't see Xu Duhang, she tentatively looked around, "Brother Duskhang?"

Xu Duhang, who was hiding behind the door, suddenly appeared, put a certain red hat on Lan Xue's head, and looked at Lan Xue's somewhat panicked look, Xu Duhang smiled proudly, "Every time you play this game, you will be scared by me, because you never look back, as long as you turn around, you will not be scared by me." Xu Duhang said as he helped Lan Xue put on her hat. "Don't you want to see Little Red Riding Hood from the fairy tale? Now you're Little Red Riding Hood. Lan Xue took off her hat and looked at it carefully, then pouted and said, "However, I'm afraid of being eaten by the big bad wolf." "What a stupid one, little one. With me by your side, how can you let it eat you? ”

Lan Xue and Zuo Chen sat side by side in the sports stands, and Lan Xue took out a painting from her pocket, "Brother, look, this is what I painted, this little girl is me, and the little boy next to me is you." Look, I also signed our names, Xiaoxue, Xiaochen. Lan Xue didn't expect Zuo Chen to pay attention to herself, she just told him what she thought. At this time, Zuo Chen suddenly took the painting from Lan Xue's hand, looked at it carefully, he took out his pen and crossed out the prefix of the day character of the morning character. Then hand it to Lan Xue. Lan Xue took the painting and smiled happily, "It turned out to be Brother Xiaochen, this painting is for you, this is a gift, and you will really be friends in the future." ”

Xu Duhang slowly let go of the hands holding the handle of the wheelchair, walked in front of Lan Xue and said with a light smile: "You know I won't force you, but little guy, I let you do what you yearn for, and you will let me do what makes me feel at ease, right?"

Lan Xue fell to the ground, her limbs unconscious, and in a daze, she saw two men in jackets emerge from the car that attacked her, and the two men were looking at her with a wicked smile, as if they were "watching" the animals in the zoo. With what little consciousness she had, Lan Xue wanted to remember what they were, what they said. Another man patted the other man on the shoulder and smiled, "It's cool to test the car where the monitor is broken." The other man bent down and looked at Lan Xue, who was almost unconscious, and smiled: "Such a beautiful woman, Duan Yehan is even willing to do it, hey, it's a pity." ”

The pictures of the past reappeared in front of her one by one, Lan Xue finally couldn't face it anymore, and suddenly she opened her eyes and cried bitterly and pushed to the easel in front of her, and she also fell to the ground with the fallen sketchpad. Lan Xue cried and thumped the canvas and cried "Why! Why did it become like this••••••?"