After a while, she whispered, "At home." ”

Jiang Fanchuan lowered his eyes and looked at Xi Yang, he could feel that her mood was wrong, and he was worried: "Langyang, what's wrong?" Is something wrong? ”

Xi Yang paused, and said slowly: "Little girl, I'm cold." If you listen closely, you can hear that her voice trembles slightly, mixed with a bit of nasality.

Jiang Fanchuan could clearly feel that something had happened, which was why Xi Yang had become like this, sad and vulnerable, but Xi Yang didn't tell him, and he didn't ask, just quietly hugged Xi Yang tighter, as if he wanted to integrate her into the bone marrow and blood.

Under the dim street lamp, the two hugged each other tightly, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

After a long time, the two separated and walked into the house.

Xi Yang returned to the room, lay on the bed with his eyes closed and did not speak.

Jiang Fanchuan did not leave, quietly guarding her.

With Jiang Fanchuan here, it didn't take long for Xi Yang to fall asleep, but this night, Xi Yang slept very unsteadily.

Half-asleep and half-awake, I kept shedding tears.

Jiang Fanchuan saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, wiped his tears for Xi Yang helplessly, and kept talking to her, Xi Yang didn't hear it, didn't respond, and didn't wake up.

In the early hours of the morning, Xi Yang calmed down.

Jiang Fanchuan was only slightly relieved.

The next day, it was slightly bright.

When Xi Yang opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Fanchuan's tired sleeping face, and the events of last night poured into his mind like a tide.

Xi Yang lowered his eyes, covered the sadness in his eyes, reached out to hug Jiang Fanchuan, buried his head in his chest, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "Little girl, I'm sorry." ”

Jiang Fanchuan was worried about Xi Yang and slept very lightly.

As soon as Xi Yang spoke, Jiang Fanchuan opened his eyes, with a slight red blood in his eyes, reached out and rubbed Xi Yang's hair, and his voice was very low: "What stupid things to say." ”

Xi Yang paused: "Why did you wake up?" ”

"When you wake up, I'll wake up."

Xi Yang raised his head and looked at Jiang Fanchuan distressedly: "You sleep a little longer." ”

"Okay." Jiang Fanchuan closed his eyes, hugged Xi Yang, and did not speak again.

The room was quiet.

After a while,

Jiang Fanchuan's low voice sounded again: "Luang, don't be sad, no matter what happens, I will always be there." ”

He didn't know what was going on, but he could feel that Xi Yang was sad.

Since last night, Xi Yang's mood has been wrong.

It was as if he was trying his best to hide something, but he was defeated again and again.

He didn't dare ask.

He was afraid that asking would make Xi Yang even more sad.

When Xi Yang heard Jiang Fanchuan's words, his eyes were slightly hot, and he didn't speak or move.

After a long time, she answered softly.

After all, it was not spoken.

Jiang Fanchuan quietly stroked her back and did not speak.

The room was silent.

Xi Yang didn't fall asleep again, and in the past few days, her mind was in a mess.

Knowing that he had just heard Jiang Fanchuan's words, he had a little thought.

She still has to cheer up, she still has to go to class, she has to play, and she has to win the championship with the little girl.

The fourth brother will definitely get better.

Miracles are bound to happen.

Maybe tomorrow she wakes up and hears the fourth brother tell her that his illness is starting to improve.

The sky was bright.

With a glimmer of hope, Xi Yang got up to wash, change clothes, and go to school with Jiang Fanchuan.

On the way, Xi Yang lowered his head and kept silent.

Even Su Subai, who had a big nerve, saw that something was wrong, walked to Jiang Fanchuan's side silently, bumped his elbow against him, and whispered: "Milk Fan, are you bullying the mat?" ”