Xiaofei found that Yang Xing could eat grapes.

That night, Yang Xing was curled up on the bed, hungry and had no strength. In the past few days, he only drinks water, and Xiaofei also went to the pharmacy to buy some glucose solution. Yang Xing would vomit when he drank glucose, and Xiaofei later added them to the water little by little, so that Yang Xing could barely drink it.

Yang Xing fell asleep that night, and Xiaofei sat on the edge of the bed and ate grapes. The grapes were bought from the supermarket, and there were a lot of things to eat together, but Yang Xing didn't even glance at them. Yang Xing fell asleep, looking quite pitiful when he fell asleep, his body curled up like a shrimp, one hand against his stomach, as if squeezing could make his shriveled stomach fuller, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about what to eat in his sleep. Xiaofei on the side was very distressed when she looked at it.

At this time, Yang Xing and Xiaofei had returned to the school dormitory, and the dormitory janitor locked the door and went home after the holiday as usual, and they went in and out through an open window every day.

It was now the fifth day that Yang Xing had suffered from anorexia, and in the past five days, they had traveled almost every street in the city, hoping to find something that would arouse Yang Xing's appetite. But whether it is entering a high-end restaurant or going to a street stall for a snack, Yang Xing shows his disgust without exception, those delicious foods have become something that he hates, and he will vomit more than a few times when he barely stuffs some food into his mouth, as if he has eaten poison.

At this point, Shabo's advice to the two of them was to inform Yang Xing's family and ask them to take Yang Xing to a big hospital in the provincial capital or capital for treatment. Yang Xing and Xiaofei were noncommittal about this, and when they returned to the dormitory, the two looked at each other speechlessly, and Yang Xing was even more depressed, so he fell asleep. Xiaofei sulked on the side, not knowing why Yang Xing was so stubborn, and he didn't want to tell his family about such a big thing.

For this matter, Yang Xing and Xiaofei have quarreled many times.

The situation in Yang Xing's family, Xiaofei has only heard him mention a few things sporadically. She only knew that his family was not rich, only his only son, and his parents had him when he was forty years old, so she doted on him very much. Now, the old man and the old lady have retired at home, and their health is not very good. This summer, Yang Xing said that he didn't want to go home, and Xiaofei thought at first that Yang Xing didn't want to leave her, so she also called home, saying that she and her classmates would travel during the summer vacation and might go back later. Later, Yang Xing suffered from anorexia, and it became more and more serious, and by this time, Yang Xing was still reluctant to go home, and he didn't even want to tell his family what happened, which had to make Xiaofei wonder.

Xiaofei and Yang Xing are both the kind of people who are straightforward and quick to say something, so Xiaofei is not shy about it, and immediately said the doubts in her heart. Yang Xing seemed to be very taboo about this topic, and his face was impatient. "If you get bored, you can buy a ticket home tomorrow," he said. "Xiaofei is pampered, she is used to being willful at home, and when she is with Yang Xing, Yang Xing mostly lets her. This time, Yang Xing's words annoyed her, she immediately dropped a cup and was about to leave. was so panicked that Yang Xing hurriedly hugged her and kept saying sorry.

In fact, Xiaofei was only angry about what he said, and now that he apologized, coupled with his starvation and weakness, she really couldn't bear to torture him anymore, so she lost her anger and didn't care about him.

Even if this matter was over, but in the next two days, Xiaofei saw that Yang Xing was getting weaker and weaker, and couldn't help but say two more words to inform his parents. Every time, Yang Xing interrupted her in a rough voice, looking extremely impatient. Even when Xiaofei argued with him, he no longer put up with it.

Xiaofei left in a bad mood, ran back to her dormitory to pack her things, and was really ready to go to the station to buy a ticket to go home immediately. At this time, she saw Yang Xing standing downstairs in the dormitory at some point, staring at her window in despair. Yang Xing's appearance was extremely lonely, and he was hungry these days, and he seemed to be unable to stand even on his feet. His appearance made Xiaofei's heart soften, and she couldn't give up her heart. Xiao Fei ran downstairs and hugged Yang Xing. Yang Xing also hugged her tightly, so tightly that she felt the confusion in his heart.

Xiaofei never mentioned telling his family about his illness since then, but the doubts in her heart have never been eliminated.

Yang Xing fell asleep that night, and Xiaofei sat on the edge of the bed, staring at him with pity.

Xiaofei is eating grapes, not because she wants to eat them, but because she wants to have something to do. Xiaofei first peeled off the grapes one by one, peeled them, and then threw them into her mouth and sipped them slowly. When Xiaofei ate the grapes, her mind was still full of Yang Xing's not eating, so she was a little confused and a little afraid.

Xiaofei thought, will Yang Xing die?

The concept of death appeared in Xiaofei's heart for the first time, and the first time she was at a loss. She looked at Yang Xing in her sleep again, and some tears welled up in her eyes, which slid down silently.

Xiaofei and Yang Xing have similar personalities, they belong to the kind of students who are particularly noisy, and they usually look heartless. When the two of them came together, it really smelled like each other in the eyes of others. Xiaofei also really likes Yang Xing, and with him, she can feel happy at any time. Yang Xing always looks like he doesn't know sorrow, and he is very smart, and he learns everything faster than others. His method of pursuing Xiaofei is also very special, he has unknowingly bought five girls in Xiaofei's dormitory, and then, Xiaofei's every move is under his control. Xiao Fei was used to being proud, and she didn't take him seriously at first, but a few girls in the same dormitory chatted about Yang Xing in front of her when she was fine, which made Xiao Fei curious. She is also a smart person, she can see that the girl in the same room is doing things for Yang Xing, so she wants to know how Yang Xing used to buy the people around her. Later, she had more contact with Yang Xing, and she was also infected by Yang Xing's character, Yang Xing is a person who can bring happiness to people, and he doesn't need to deliberately buy anyone.

But now, the happy Yang Xing can't be happy anymore, in just a few days, he seems to have changed a person, and his face is green with hunger. The most important thing is that we don't know how long this situation will last.

Xiaofei thought about her mind for a while, shed two tears, and ate almost enough of a bag of grapes.

She looked at Yang Xing again, Yang Xing's lips were white and miserable, and she could afford to dry the skin. Xiao Fei subconsciously brought a newly peeled grape in his hand to his mouth, originally intending to moisten his lips, but the moment the flesh of the grape touched his lips, his upper and lower lips separated, and he actually held the grapes in his mouth. After a slight chewing, the grapes are eaten.

Xiaofei didn't care at first, the grapes in her hand were eaten by Yang Xing, and she then peeled off another one. Before the next one was peeled, she reacted - Yang Xing could eat. Xiao Fei was excited for a while, and in order to verify, she sent the grapes to Yang Xing's mouth again. The grapes were still eaten smoothly, and Yang Xing did not show any abnormal look on his face.

Xiaofei came to her senses and fed Yang Xing all the few grapes left in the bag.

Then, Xiaofei didn't wake up Yang Xing and ran out of the door. A little later she returned, carrying three bags of grapes. More than half an hour later, the three bags of grapes all arrived in Yang Xing's stomach. Yang Xing was still asleep, but his frowning brows in his sleep were stretched a lot at this time.

Xiao Fei had a smug look on her face, as if she had done something big. She lay on Yang Xing's side and stared at him, laughing out loud when she looked at it. She thought it was time to tell Shabo the news, so she took out her phone and called him.

Shabo was also very happy to hear the news, and he said that he would buy grapes early tomorrow morning to see Yang Xing.

Sabo dreamed of fire again.

Black fires burned on the hillside, and in a short period of time, they took over the entire realm of Shabo's dreams. In the dream, his gaze kept moving, and Sabo didn't know what he was looking for. The flames danced like snakes, but when you looked closely, they had shapes.

The flames are like walls of fire.

It's really like a wall of fire. The flames burned neatly in rows, and occasionally some fireballs fell and were blown around by the wind, but this did not affect the order of the fire as it burned. They are arranged in an orderly row, with a distance of about one meter in between, and as far as the eye can see, they are dense and boundless.

A world of fire. Black fire.

The gaze was still weaving between the walls of fire, and there was a shaky feeling, as if he was hiding from the scorching heat of the fire. The speed of movement is getting faster and faster, but the only sight is fire, a burning black flame.

By this time it was twilight, and the sky above the flames could be seen, and the black clouds were slowly descending. Black fire, black clouds, separated by some blue and white colors. And those blue and white are gradually being swallowed up by black. In his dream, Sabo suddenly realized that perhaps the gaze was not moving, but running.

He woke up sweaty.

Sabo was in a trance at night, feeling as if he had something to do, but he didn't know what it was. This is really a bad thing, Shabo is full of some power that is eager to erupt, but those forces can't find a channel to vent.

Shabo knew that he would not be able to sleep again this night, so he got up and got out of bed, and wanted to go to the playground for a few laps, but now the playground was full of people sheltering from the earthquake, and those various shapes of earthquake-proof shelters looked like full mushrooms in the night.

Sabo went to the stands on the west side of the playground and did a frog jump on the steps.

He couldn't remember how many times he had jumped up and down, until his legs were so heavy that he couldn't jump anymore that he sat down on the steps tiredly.

The wind blew in the night, and there was some coolness on my sweaty body. The sky in the night was a deep blue, but the clouds were black. Large clouds swirled in the sky, wisps tangled with each other. Some bright and dark stars are scattered all over it, like the eyes of the sky.

Shabo returned to his dormitory from the audio-visual hall almost every night, but he couldn't remember if he had looked at the sky so closely. He was fascinated by the night, and then he simply lay down on his back on the steps.

The stars were still or twinkling, and soon they were hazy in Shabo's eyes. The misty starlight gradually transformed into some strange shapes, which made Sabo's mind trance, and some sleepiness inevitably overshadowed him. Although Shabo Khan's body was dried by the wind, it was still sticky and uncomfortable. But Shabo was so tired that he didn't want to go back to the dormitory. He thought, let's just sleep like this.

The faint starlight was still changing shape, and suddenly a mountain appeared in front of Shabo's eyes, and on the mountain was a vineyard as far as the eye could see. The rising summer sun reflects from behind the mountain, and all the branches and fruits of the vines are covered with a layer of light. And in the clearing among these vines, stood a girl in a floor-sweeping white dress, and a faint ray of sunlight fell on her face, and her fair face became more brilliant.

Before he could fully wake up, Shabo suddenly rolled over and sat up.

He finally remembered why the black flame burning in the dream had a sense of déjà vu. The flames burned in the vineyard, and all his impressions of the vineyard came from a girl named Forget-me-no.

Forget the worries. Sleepy Valley.

Shabo remembered that Forget Worries hadn't been online for two days.