Chapter 10: Enron's Past

Jun Yang withdrew his gaze from the window and turned to look at An Ran.

"Hmm." The sound of reply, which was as light as a feather, made An Ran's eyes widen in astonishment, who didn't expect Jun Yang to answer.

Hey? She was hallucinating just now, right?

"You just answered 'huh'?" Enron asked incredulously.

Jun Yang nodded.

An Ran: "......", let a person who doesn't like to speak speak, so I have a sense of accomplishment.

An Ran was excited, his eyes lit up excitedly like a child who was rewarded with candy, "Are you hungry, I'll buy you something to eat, what do you want to eat?" ”

Jun Yang just looked at her quietly, and there was calm in his starry eyes.

"Well, I'll look at it." An Ran supported his forehead, it seems that it is not so easy to talk to Jun Yang, and he still needs to continue to work hard.

After An Ran left the room, Jun Yang subconsciously looked at the room, his eyes paused for a moment when he swept over the bloody clothes that An Ran changed next to him, remembering the temperature from that petite back before fainting, and the anxious call, he raised his hand and pressed his heart lightly, where his heart rate was chaotic.

What does it feel like? Jun Yang sat blankly on the hospital bed.

Time passed minute by minute, from sunset to nightfall, Enron did not appear for a long time.

Jun Yang, who couldn't wait for anyone, planned to leave the room and go out for a walk, his hands were slightly propped up, and his feet fell to the ground.

"Da Da Da" legs naturally step out, the soles of the feet are close to the cold ground, and they pass by at the touch of a button.

Reaching open the door, stepping out of the room, and walking through the hallway under the slightly surprised gaze of some people.

Passing by many wards, each room wafted with the smell of food, and it was obvious that it was time for dinner.

In the ward, relatives, friends, or parents are by the bedside, accompanying and comforting each other.

For a while, the hospital, which should have been cold, was stained with a few traces of fireworks.

It wasn't until she reached the end of the corridor that Jun Yang stopped, and she clearly felt that this place was out of place with her surroundings.

It was quiet and icy.

In front of the door of the ward at the very end, a head is looking cautiously into the glass window, shoulder-length short hair, and the face that was originally full of vitality is full of melancholy and apprehension at the moment.

It was Enron who had left before.

"What are you looking at?" Jun Yang's cold voice was not very loud, but it made An Ran's heart alarmed, like a fried cat, his face turned pale, and he took a few steps back in an instant, and only after seeing the person who spoke clearly, he could not stop.

Taking a deep breath, he loosened the nerves that had been too nervous and almost burst.

"It turned out to be you, it scared me to death." An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes reluctantly glued to the glass, to be exact, glued to the people in the ward, and muttered, "So he is here." ”

Looking at it, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the outline reflected on the glass, his fingertips circled the figure, his face was without the usual laughter and sunshine, and even his tone was a little lost, "He's my brother." ”

Jun Yang looked through the glass and glanced at the person lying on the hospital bed as if he was asleep, judging from the hideous skin exposed in the quilt, he had suffered severe burns, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was unrecognizable.

"He had severe burns, about 50 percent of the burn area, and he has been in a coma since seven years ago, after being burned by the fire." An Ran's eyes were unprecedentedly gentle, and his voice trembled unconsciously, "It was his tenth birthday, he was only ten years old, do you know, he has been a stinky fart since he was a child, and he is stinky to death, and now most of his face is ruined, how sad he should be." ”

An Ran's eyes were red, and he showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Do you know why he became like this?" Because of me, because of me, who has been praised as a genius since I was a child. Saying the last word "I", An Ran's anger was suppressed until the roots of his teeth gurgled.