At that time, Lan Yang only thought she was childish, smiling and not speaking. The person who really didn't let go was Xiao Kezhi, who knew that Lin Qianhe would not take the initiative to stay away from him, but he still took Qi Yue to live in the house where he and Lin Qianhe had been living. If he really takes the initiative to stay away, with Lin Qianhe's character, he will not force it, let alone chase it, no matter whether you stay or go, he will always be the one standing in place. But what about Xiao Kezhi? It wasn't until Lin Qianhe successfully committed suicide in this house that he moved out with Qi Yue.

Looking at the overall situation, Lan Yang didn't know what kind of thoughts this person had from beginning to end.

As a supporting role, Lin Qianhe is just an interlude used for coloring between the two.

Since his purpose is to save Lin Qianhe, he is bound to stay away from those two people, he will not forcibly drive Xiao Kezhi out, this is not in line with Lin Qianhe's character, then sell the entire house, together with Lin Qianhe and Xiao Kezhi's past.

Lan Yang stood under the spray and washed away the blood stains on his body, he didn't believe that Lin Qianhe had been in the bathroom for so long, and the two people outside were completely unaware.

He tied a soft and dry towel around his wrist, picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on one by one, and stood in front of the sink.

This does not fit the original character! Lan Yang is a mixed-race child, his light inky eyes with a little blue are inherited from his mother, but Lin Qianhe is an authentic Chinese, with black hair and black eyes, and nothing else!

[As the saying goes, the appearance is born from the heart, and the appearance and characteristics will also be slightly changed by the soul.] Please rest assured that these changes will not be noticed by others. 】

The vat was dyed blood-red Shui Lanyang didn't bother to clean it up, there was no need, compared to Lin Qianhe's attitude of concealment, he was more willing to let Xiao Kezhi witness it with his own eyes and realize how far he had forced Lin Qianhe.

This wound needs to be bandaged in the hospital.

Lan Yang pushed open the door with his other hand, walked out of the bathroom, and when he passed by the living room, the two intertwined flesh/bodies on the sofa made Lan Yang have no face to look at. How thick does it have to be to stage a live □□ under the noses of others, and there is no sense of restraint in this way.

It's a good thing to be young and frivolous, but it's a bit too much to throw away all the youth, just don't have a face.

Xiao Kezhi completely regarded the third person in the room as air, reached out and patted Qi Yue, who was pressed underneath, and said in a somewhat astringent voice: "Baby, clamp it." ”

"Tsk, you know what? Usually only people who are not thick enough will let others clamp the point. Lan Yang walked around the sofa, picked up the coat that was placed on the chair, dropped a word, and walked outside.

Xiao Kezhi, who was stunned by Lan Yang's words, had no interest in continuing, he got up from the sofa, reached out and grabbed the glass on the coffee table and fell to the ground: "! ”

The only thing that responded to him was that the door was 'snapped' shut.

After Lan Yang left the villa, he took a taxi to a nearby clinic.

It was already late, and when Lan Yang entered, the doctor in the clinic was about to go home from work, and saw that the towel wrapped around Lan Yang's wrist was red, and he was stunned.

He untied the towel and threw it into the trash can on the side, and the doctor immediately turned around and put on the white coat he had just taken off, went inside to get the suture bag, and beckoned Lan Yang to sit down.

"You cut it yourself?" The doctor looked at his wound and smacked his lips: "It's a very ruthless attack." ”

The doctor was quite young, he looked like he was only about twenty-six years old, he looked sven with glasses, and his words were not good at all: "If you cut deeper, you can take a taxi directly to the crematorium and wait, and now children don't know what the hell they have in their heads." Stitches are indispensable, you are lucky, there are no anesthetic needles, to help you remember for a long time. ”

Lan Yang stretched out his hand on the table, waiting for his needle, and listened to him count himself there.

He interrupted the other party impatiently: "Don't you have a girlfriend yet?" ”

"What? Do you want to introduce me to a female classmate? The man in the white coat looked at him with disgust, and picked up a piece of alcohol cotton with tweezers, "I'm not interested in you children who don't have any hair and are going to die at every turn." ”

Lan Yang snorted, and said unceremoniously: "I just guessed that no one could stand your mouth." ”

The young man pulled the corners of his mouth, and the movements of his hands were gentle and gentle, but he said to him: "Do you believe that I hurt you to heaven with a needle?" ”

Burned by the alcohol, Lan Yang tugged at his eyebrows and said, "Then you should hurry up and sew it." ”

"Isn't this supposed to disinfect you?" The young doctor glared at him angrily: "You are my tailor shop here, and I will sew it directly for you." ”

Squinted at the slender eyes under the lenses, Lan Yang's gaze was hooked, and he focused on the other party's peach blossom jade face, and the bright eyebrows and sharp eyes were elongated and outlined by the tail of the eyes, which was really pleasing to the eye.

Then he was no longer in the mood to admire the other party's face, and the needles and threads shuttling between the skin and flesh suddenly made his forehead break out in cold sweat.

The man glanced up at him and snorted coldly, his movements neat and skillful.

For Lan Yang, the process was undoubtedly long, and his next door was pressed straight on the platform, unable to suppress the slight trembling.

"Pain? Why aren't you afraid of pain when you cut it? You're just looking for your own guilt. Cutting off the end of the thread, the healer looked at the rebellious boy in his eyes, stopped taunting him, lowered his head and wiped the blood on the wrist with white gauze, "Okay, remember to come and remove the stitches after four days, be careful not to get water so as not to inflame the wound." ”

Coming out of the clinic, Lan Yang stood on the side of the street blowing a cold breeze and didn't see a taxi for a long time.

The silver-gray sports car on the other side of the street whirred past, and after a while, it turned around and fell back.

I saw that after the window was rolled down, the person behind the window curled the corner of his lips at him, and said with a teasing smile: "I forgot to tell you, at this point, there are no cars on this section." ”

Lan Yang looked at the sports car in front of him, and then at the people in the car: "Aventador? ”

Obviously, this kind of expensive car is not just affordable for a person who only runs a clinic.

"You understand? Get in. He twisted his neck and motioned for Lan Yang to hurry up.

Lan Yang had no reason to refuse this ride, opened the co-pilot's door and sat in, and reported the destination without waiting for the other party to ask.

The man with his hands on the steering wheel turned his face to look at him, nodded and smiled: "You're welcome." ”

Lan Yang saw the business card case on the car and said, "Thank you very much for sending me home, Dr. Shao." ”

"I find you're pretty smart." Shao Yueya held the palm of one hand, and the elbow of the other hand rested on the edge of the window, and the wind blowing into the car lifted the broken hair on his forehead, revealing a smooth forehead. The narrow eyes under the glasses skimmed Lan Yang's wrist and bowed his head: "Why do you do such a stupid thing?" ”

The young man leaning on the soft seat closed his eyes, his long and neat eyelashes trembled, and he frowned at an extremely uncomfortable look: "Someone is messing around in my house, it's disgusting to me." ”

"Parents are not in agreement? If you can't get used to it, move out early, which high school doesn't have a dormitory now? You're in high school, right? Shao Yueya looked straight ahead, and chatted with Lan Yang while driving the car.

"My parents have a good relationship, I don't live with them, I live with my son. And my college entrance examination is over. Lan Yang looked at the past picture outside the window, heard Shao Yueya's sneering voice, and said after a while, "How about R?" ”

The man made a turn and laughed, "Oh? The tone is not small, are you confident that you can be admitted to R University? ”

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When he arrived at the place, Lan Yang got out of the car, and when he turned around to leave, Shao Yueya threw him a business card: "Next time, don't run over so late, delay me from getting off work, if you don't have time to call me, the cost of door-to-door treatment is two hundred, and I will give you a discount." ”

Under the street lamp, a teenager in a light blue sweatshirt turned sideways, raised his hand to take the business card handed out of the car window, and after symbolically thanking him, Lan Yang walked into the villa area and returned home. No sooner had he put the key into the key than the door was slammed open from the inside.

Lan Yang looked at Xiao Kezhi indifferently, put the key back into the pocket of his coat, and walked into the house with Xiao Kezhi.

Regarding Lan Yang's attitude, Xiao Kezhi obviously couldn't adapt to it, he immediately turned around and grabbed Lan Yang's wrist, and said a series of questions: "Where have you been?" What's the deal with the water in the bathtub? ”

Lan Yang frowned, and said to him in an unhappy tone: "I advise you to let go, otherwise I can still give you a second cylinder in the bathroom." ”

Xiao Kezhi immediately let go, but he was in front of Lan Yang again, and his eyes fell on the traces of a white bandage exposed at the cuffs of the blue coat: "Show me your wrists." ”

"Are you a doctor? Can I show you a look? No, just don't get in the way here. Lan Yang's footsteps turned, bypassing Xiao Kezhi and walking upstairs.

Xiao Kezhi turned around and caught up with the slender back, and said angrily: "Lin Qianhe, what kind of neurosis are you having?" Can you talk well? I've let Qi Yue go! ”

"Oh, so I should thank you?" Lan Yang didn't bother to look at him, Xiao Kezhi was undoubtedly a white-eyed wolf who would take revenge in his eyes, "Don't bring those messy people to my house in the future, having you as an outsider in this house is enough to give me a headache." ”

Stunned by Lan Yang's words, Xiao Kezhi opened his apricot eyes wide in disbelief and watched him walk into the bedroom without looking back and close the door.

The next day, before the alarm clock rang, Lan Yang was woken up by a knock on the door. Impatiently responded, he glanced at the time, turned over and closed his eyes again and went back to sleep.

The people outside the door had not left, and after a short while, there was a knock on the door.