The human eye can always capture the most realistic picture, and then transmit it to the brain. Pen ~ fun ~ www.biquge.info but the human brain will be affected by factors such as feelings, atmosphere, etc., the real picture transmitted by the eyes is modified to a certain extent, so that the final picture presented in our minds will be very different from reality.

Now I am in the above situation.

My brain retouches what my eyes capture, allowing me to see picturesque scenes.

Strangely, the moonlight outside the window is very faint, and it can only barely reach the front of the hospital bed, but why do I see the silver moonlight on my body in the summer?

Strangely, the windows of the ward are closed, and it is impossible for the wind to blow in, but why do I feel that my summer hair is fluttering melodiously with the breeze?

It's strange that her appearance in summer is obviously not pretty, and her face is still a little haggard today, but why do I think that she is as beautiful and moving as a fairy out of the world at this moment?

My intellect told me that everything I saw was not real, but an illusion modified by my excited brain.

But why is there a delusion, is it my brain that is short-circuited? Or did the bowl of beef noodles I just eat clog my cranial nerves and make him unable to work normally?

"You're back."

Just as I was thinking cranky, Summer's soft words pulled me back from my delusions.

"Yes." I replied softly.

"I woke up and saw that you were gone, and I thought you had slipped away."

"I was just hungry and went for a late-night snack."

"Oh, I see."

"Rest assured, since I promised to stay with you, I will definitely do it." I said with some pride.

"I believe, thank you." Summer looked at me with a smile.

It's really strange, obviously the visibility in the room is very low, obviously I am still some distance away from the summer, but I can clearly see her smile at this time.

Her two thin lips were naturally closed, and the corners of her mouth on both sides were gently upturned upward, not too high, and the angle was just right. With her bright and transparent eyes, she smiles very naturally.

I looked at her smile like a nymphomaniac, and I stayed there for about two or three minutes before I came back to my senses.

"Are you going to stand there and learn sculpture?" Summer asked softly.

I scratched my head embarrassedly, squeezed out a very reluctant smile, smiled awkwardly at her, and then lowered my head and walked back to the chair next to the bedside and sat down.

As soon as I sat down, I heard Summer say to me, "Can you talk to me for a while?" ”

When I heard her say that, I wondered if even my ears were starting to be delusional.

I'm just going out for a supper, why is this girl like a completely different person?

I used to look like I didn't get along with each other, but with such a bowl of noodles, he actually took the initiative to chat with me, and this change is a little too fast, right?

Could it be that this girl's brain is also short-circuited? Or which nurse sister gave this girl an injection while I was away, making her head rusty?

Whatever the case may be, it's better to be able to have two people talking than to sit alone in a chair and be in a daze.

"Okay, let's talk about it." I responded.

We both spoke softly, a bit like mosquitoes, and if we were talking like this on a normal day, we would never be able to hear what the other was saying.

However, at this moment, in the silent ward, the ultra-low-frequency voice of the two of us is enough to meet the needs of communication.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked curiously.

"Remember the last time I asked at the café?"

"The question asked by the café?" I pondered for a moment, "You mean two people who are inherently similar?" ”

"Yes, yes."

"What's wrong with this problem? I remember answering you once. ”

"Not much, I just remembered it suddenly, and I just asked."

The way summer speaks, the wind is light. On the sidelines, I was shocked to hear it.

I don't know why Summer brought it up again, but I remember being taken aback when she asked me about it, and almost made me think she had identified me.

I thought I had been fooled at the time, but I didn't expect that after so many days, this girl would turn this question out again, what the hell is she going to do?

"You're still struggling with that?" I cautiously probed.

"Tangled? A little bit. ”

"What's there to struggle with. With a population of more than a billion people, there is nothing to fuss about when you meet two similar ones. ”

"You're right." Summer smiled at me.

I would like to explain a few more words, but my reason tells me not to go on any further, and let the subject leave it at that, lest this already troublesome matter be darkened by my stupid mouth.

"Is it cold outside?" Summer asked.

"Cold...", I dragged out a long note to emphasize how cold it was outside.

"What did you just go out for dinner?"

"At the noodle restaurant next to the hospital, I ate a bowl of beef noodles."

"Does it taste good?"

"Not bad." I paused, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were awake, otherwise I would have brought you some supper." ”

"It's okay, I'm not hungry." Summer smiled at me again.

After that, we didn't speak, and fell silent.

But the silence was short-lived, and it didn't last long.

"Do you have someone you like?" It's summer again.

"Nope." I replied very simply.

For this type of question, I never think more than 0.1 seconds because no one will like me, and I won't like anyone, so there is no need to think about this question at all.

"Alas~" Summer sighed lightly, "I really envy you." ”

"Envy me? What's there to envy about this? You're making fun of me, aren't you? ”

Summer shook her head gently.

I looked at her suspiciously.

"If you don't have someone you like, you won't get hurt, will you?"

I noticed that when Summer said this, there were tears in her eyes. But she soon noticed it herself, and quickly wiped away the tears with her hands.

"Do you have someone you like?" This time, I'm asking a question.

Summer didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

"Is it Chen Musen?"

She still didn't speak, this time shaking her head slightly.

"Who's that? Can you tell me about it? ”

"Forget it, you haven't seen him, so I won't talk about it."

"Oh." I replied depressedly, but my mind was still figuring out who the summer favorite was.