Because of this, Anqin felt that she should do her duty to the summer night.

Summer Night was injured to protect her, and she couldn't sit idly by like no one else.

However, it is more consoling that Summer Night only broke her wrist.

The doctor said that he did not hurt his nerves, that he would not be crippled, and that he would be able to play the guitar in the future.

After three weeks, the cast can be removed and rehabilitated.

Of course, the length of rehabilitation is not necessarily the case, and this needs to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis.

However, for the sake of his life-saving benefactor, even if it takes a month, Anqin will not hesitate to do it.

In case Summer Night's rehabilitation is incomplete and she can no longer play the guitar as before, Angén can't afford to take the risk—

"Is he ...... Still sleeping......"

An hour later, Angén arrived at her summer night's accommodation.

Looking at the door that was closed as usual, An Qin couldn't help but hesitate a little before opening the door.

He pricked up his ears to the door, and the room was quiet, without a sound.

Under her grandmother's strict training, Angén never got up after ten o'clock.

However, for the night owl Summer Night, as long as he is not working, he is always sleeping during the day. Unable to do so, Angénieux pulled out the key from the right pocket of her uniform.

The key was given to Summer Night when Anqin first came to Summer Night's house as a caretaker.

You are not allowed to ring the doorbell before noon!

The summer night that was woken up from a deep sleep was quite displeased.

……

After that, some time passed.

During this time, Angén has been taking care of Summer Night.

So far, Summer Night had never experienced it in person, and he couldn't even think about it.

It's like a part of the body has been removed, and life is empty and turbulent.

In addition to the slight inconvenience of daily life, when I can't play the guitar, I can't not go to the studio to practice, but also can't compose and perform. With the movement of the right hand, even the purpose of survival has been taken away.

After this incident, Xia Ye finally deeply understands that he is a man who cannot survive without losing his guitar.

In fact, if you can't hold a guitar for the rest of your life like you are now, Summer Night thinks it's better to die clean.

If there is a possibility that something else will break the bone in the future, Summer Night will be so angry that he will tear down the whole house. However, compared to the anxiety about the recovery of the right hand, there is one more thing that makes Xia Ye fall into an uncontrollable fear just by imagining it.

Summer Night didn't dare to imagine that An Qin would be injured.

In fact, the moment the huge iron struck towards Anqin, Xia Ye didn't even have time to think. Angénie will die——......!!

When the thought came to mind, the summer night when I was always not afraid of the sky and the earth, and always seemed to be unfazed, actually had a sense of fear that the cold hairs stood on end all over my body.

For the first time in a lifetime, the summer night was so simple that it didn't need any calculations, relying solely on the instincts of the body.

Assuming that his right hand would have been broken in the first place, he would have stretched out his hand without thinking.

At that moment, the most important thing for Xia was to protect Anqin.

Of course, Summer Night's actions come from a sincere heart, and he never wants to be reciprocated by the other party.

Really, even Xia Ye himself didn't know that he would risk his life to protect An Qin like this.

And yet—

"Damn......! What does it look like! ”

No matter how much he spouts evil words, Summer Night's anger will not be diminished.

In the fire alley where the attack occurred, Anqin, who was in a panic and hugged Xia Ye tightly, completely belonged to Xia Ye alone.

But afterwards, Anqin's feelings about the summer night were only guilt and a sense of responsibility.

In fact, as long as Anqin is safe and sound, Xia Ye feels extremely relieved-

"Who wants him to be thankful! I never said the responsibility was on him! ”

For Xia Ye, An Qin's unexpected humble reaction completely betrayed the purest emotion in his heart. Therefore, every time I see Angén as if she was repaying her debts, the summer night will be furious for no reason.

Summer night is crazy and obsessed with Anqin.

He didn't want to destroy, but to love and care for her as best he could.

Xia Ye was also deeply angry at his repeated actions of hurting Anqin. It was precisely because he wanted to salvage this distorted relationship that began with destruction that Summer Night gave the concert tickets to Angén.

But the situation between the two has been low to the bottom.

"Angénieux ......"

The cigarette that I hadn't taken a puff of since I lit it turned into ashes.

Staying in an empty room on a summer night, staring at the ceiling emptily, feeling extremely empty inside. confessed because they liked each other, and at the same time poured out their inner desires for each other in one fell swoop, even the first meeting between the two five years ago, the summer night has been revealed.

Summer Night really doesn't know what else to do?

Summer Night, which ostensibly maintains a dominant position, has no cards in his hand.

Knowing that if it continues like this, sooner or later it will end up with both sides defeated, but Xia Ye can't imagine what it would be like to be rejected by Anqin.

He didn't dare to think about it at all. From the past to the present, there has never been a shortage of objects on summer nights, anyway, as long as you choose one of the women who take the initiative to send them to the door, you can shoot and scatter after that.

On such a summer night, I have feelings for Anqin who rejected me.

"All I want is ...... Angén!"

On a summer night a few months ago, I couldn't imagine that I would be a man who couldn't let go of his infatuation with Anqin, was bound by tragic feelings, and had no interest to the extreme.

Because of how confident and proud Summer Night was, he believed that by his charm alone, there was no prey that he could not get his hands on—

Now, no matter how embarrassing his position is, Xia Ye can't let go of it, and let An Qin, who seems to have broken out of the cocoon, leave his side.

Because no matter what posture Anqin is, she wants it on a summer night, and she is willing to ask for it.

"I'm so bad......!"

Knowing that Anqin has a sense of guilt towards herself, she has been taking the opportunity to make amends, but instead of brushing the other party's hand, Xia Ye in turn uses the other party's apology to satisfy her own attachment.

I feel sick to my stomach like this. Reason and emotion split from within, almost tearing him in half. Contradictory emotions constantly harsh the conscience of the summer night. But in reality, Anqin's visit did bring great happiness to the summer night when she couldn't play the guitar for the time being.

Dr. Anqin ...... had to strictly observe a three-week period of absolute recuperation on a summer night, otherwise there would be no guarantee that his right hand would be fully recovered.

On that day, Summer Night violated the doctor's instructions and ruthlessly did that kind of thing to Angén.

In hindsight, what a stupid move.

- Maybe I won't be able to play the guitar again......!

Even if there is only a slight possibility, you can't afford to gamble on a summer night.

He felt that the future was dark, and despair and fear hit him deeply.

When Xia Ye dragged up the stairs with heavy footsteps in his arms and was extremely uneasy, he was surprised to find Anqin squatting on the side of the road with her knees crossed.

Angénieux ......!

Although Xia Ye immediately learned that this morning sun was disguised, the happiness that instantly surrounded him had not disappeared from his heart.

Although An Qin's actions were out of obligation, when she opened the door on a summer night to let An Qin in, she was still like a girl waiting for her lover, and she secretly felt excited.

The fearful Anqin came with the mood of atonement.

After lifting her guard, she was so guarded, Xia Ye had never seen An Qin with such an expression. The relationship between the two is like the lover's song that can't be played well, although it is clumsy and jerky, but the moment the strings make a sound, the summer night still feels inexplicably itchy?

For summer nights, Angénieux is a special presence.

Special Presence ......

An Qin raised the corners of her mouth slightly to make fun of herself.

Judging from the fact that he deliberately turned his back to her that summer night, it was really hard to imagine that he was the most important person to him.

She grabbed the key in her hand, thinking to herself that Summer Night just needed someone to take care of him when he was injured.

I just met his needs, so I was said to be a special person.

Anqin shook her head, shaking away the cranky thoughts in her head.

She took out the key and opened the door.

An Qin thought to herself, Xia Ye should still be sleeping.

When she opened the door, it was very quiet.

An Qin subconsciously lightened her steps, stood on tiptoe, and walked lightly into the room on a summer night.

I thought that Summer Night would lie down and rest, but I couldn't see Summer Night in the room.

The ashtray placed on the table is filled with a thick layer of cigarette butts.

Summer night with headphones, propped one knee on the windowsill, and slept deeply.

On the floor fell a lot of sheet music, CDs, manuscript paper.

Summer Night seems to be creating Yinyue, maybe I fell asleep when I was tired.

The sunlight outside the window fell on him impartially, making him look more handsome.

His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes flickered, creating a faint shadow in the sockets.

"Summer Night......

Anqin was standing in the room, staring intently at the sleeping summer night.

The summer night under his eyes, although he was asleep, still looked so arrogant and conceited.

However, it is more soft than usual.

Angén had always seen summer nights in the dark before.

In fact, seeing the summer night under the sun, Anqin suddenly recalled the dream she once had.

Summer nights are bathed in brilliant sunshine and look radiant.

For Anqin, who is shrunk in a corner of the classroom, it is such a dazzling and unreachable existence.

Anqin didn't say a word, and silently approached Xia Ye's side.

Unlike the summer night in his dream, he was breathing softly at the moment.

Summer Night, the man who usually has to raise his head to see, is now sleeping under his eyes.

When Anqin looked at her right hand, which was wrapped in plaster cast and was bent and fixed in the summer night, she suddenly felt a pain in her eyes.

Suddenly there was an urge to touch the plaster.

……

"Anqin, the way you twist the towel is very strange."

"Huh......?"

"There's no way to dry the water then, can you?"

Summer Night looked at Anqin, who said she wanted to wash his face, and was getting a towel in the washbasin.

After discovering that Anqin's movement of twisting the towel was so rusty, he smiled wryly and instructed her.

Anqin followed the instructions of the summer night, took the towel, and then threw the water dry with both hands inward at the same time.

However, her strength was relatively small, her movements were incorrect, and the water was not wrung out.

Moreover, Anqin was too thin, the towel was thrown for a long time, and there was water.

"Anqin, you should go in the opposite direction."

"That's what I am."

"No, look at your hands."

"That's what I am."

At this time, Xia Ye suddenly smiled.

An Qin puffed up: "Laugh, laugh at something!" ”

was canceled by the summer night, and Anqin blushed and didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

She gritted her teeth and glared at the summer night.

Summer Night smiled and shrugged.

"Anqin, your temper is really stubborn......"

Of course, Summer Night didn't say that.

The atmosphere of the scene was impossible for him to say.

"Next, you can wash it yourself."

Anqin unhappily threw the towel on the face of the smiling and shaking head of the summer night.

"Hey, you're pretty much ......"

In desperation on a summer night, I had no choice but to take off the towel and wash my face by myself.

An Qin asked again at this time: "That, are you going to shave today?" ”

"You probably don't know that you've become a beard, do you?"

"Huh?"

During this period of recuperation, there was nothing important to go out on a summer night, not to mention that he was originally such a raunchy appearance during the vacation.

However, in order not to expose the anxiety in his heart, Summer Night had to try to pretend to be calm.

"It's really different if you look small, you probably don't have to shave, right?"

In order to take revenge on An Qin a little, Xia Ye deliberately slapped An Qin's cheek with her fingers.

"It hurts...... yes!" Antégé complained.

"Okay, okay, stop playing, hurry up and get the razor!"

"Ahh......h

Summer Night was going to play a little prank, but he didn't expect the touch from his fingertips to make him something.

Summer Night hurriedly snatched the razor from An Qin's hand.

Although it is not very convenient to move with the right hand, it is best to have someone to help you when shaving, but do you really want to leave this task to Anqin, who has little experience?

Summer Night was really skeptical.

It's not just the way to wash the towel just now, basically, Anqin is a little confused with uncoordinated movements, instead of letting her hold a sharp razor, it's safer to use her own hands on summer nights!

"Is it broken after a fracture? It's not a funny artist. ”

If Xia Ye, a popular guitarist, is injured in the face, the first person to condemn it must be Jin Lian, who attaches the most importance to appearance in the circle. If we only consider the convenience of life, there are many people who can take care of the summer night. Whether it's his female fans, orchestra members or friends, as long as he climbs to the top and shouts, there will be an endless supply of volunteers for him to call on.

However, Summer Night still chose Angeux. Although that guy seems to have a tendency to help more and more, every time he sees Anqin's serious appearance on a summer night, he will feel that his decision is worth it.

……

I don't know how to do it for a while, in short, Anchen no longer has that terrible dream.

"Does the fright fade over time......

In the morning, Anqin woke up, thinking in a daze.

It's been about three weeks since Summer Night broke his wrist.

As the shock faded, it can be seen that a considerable period of time has passed.

"Exams are coming soon......"

Anqin looked at the calendar that jumped to October in a daze, and muttered to herself.

As a result, Angénie spent the second semester in almost all of her absence.

In fact, even if you don't go to school, as long as you follow the textbook and review, it will be the same wherever you study.

Just like before, although she can't squeeze into the leading position of the school year, but with Anqin's head alone, she has self-confidence, even if she doesn't go to school, she won't fall to the point of being full of Jianghong.

The problem is that there are not enough attendance days.

However, now that the date is calculated, Angénieux feels that there is no point in it.

Not to mention pleading for mercy and proposing a remedial move to report in lieu of attendance.

If you have that kind of leisure, you might as well spend your time practicing household chores such as cleaning and laundry.

If these things hadn't happened, An Qin would probably not have been able to realize for the rest of her life that she was such an idiot in life.

Within three weeks, Summer Night was amazed by Anqin's ability to take care of her.

Anqin has been an honor student in school since she was a child, and some people have praised her for being very smart, but she has never left her desk and textbooks, and she is at best a nerd who has never even made instant noodles herself.

How does her mother, who lives in the main house, take care of her daily life, and now Anqin finally understands.

Although the two did not meet often and did not eat at the same table, because her mother took care of all the household chores, Anqin was able to go out every morning wearing ironed clean clothes.

Therefore, Anqin, who leaves all the chores of life such as cleaning, laundry, and cooking to his mother, no matter how often he visits the summer nights, there are only a few places he can help with.

Angén became increasingly unclear about her place in the summer night.

"Why don't you blame me on Summer Night......?"

If he could say a few words of mean resentment, Angén wouldn't be so guilty.

"Summer nights now...... Isn't it...... Don't hate me so much......? ”

An Qinqin didn't understand what was going on in Xia Ye's mind at all.

Why did the two people who originally had no intersection evolve into today's relationship, to be honest, An Qin can't even explain it well.

Indeed, it all started with that line of writing in Angén's notebook.

The pure white paper was filled with scribbled handwriting like teeth and claws, and now Anqin can still remember the vivid impact of the first time she saw this line. In fact, when the pupils reflected the lines of words, Anqin's original life began to collapse.

Not only Anqin, but being bullied on such a stormy night will leave an indelible impression in the depths of memory, right?

An Qin lowered her head and muttered at the memories sealed in the deepest part of her heart.

The memory that made her want to try to forget-

However, what annoys Anchen deeply is not the memory that has been completely destroyed by being conquered.

Compared with that terrifying experience, what made Angén feel bullied more was that-

"Summer Night......

As if resisting the awakening of her memory, Angén tried her best to cover her ears with her hands.

The more I tried not to think about it, the clearer and almost cruel the voice became.

I love you...... I've always loved you, ...... you?

With the sound of the clumsy lover's guitar, the murmur of the summer night is still in my ears.

Three weeks later, the ruthless money pipe shattered Summer Night's right wrist.

Since then, Anqin has never heard the same murmur from the mouth of the summer night. Or, the only person who will miss that night is Anqin.

To Summer Night, that murmur was like not caring about the wrist injury, but it was just a part of the past that didn't need to be pursued one by one.

This attitude of letting the past pass is indeed very similar to the style of a summer night.

A personality like Anqin, who is sensitive to a little thing, is really difficult for a big man like Xia Ye to understand.

Sure enough, before her right wrist was freed, Angén could only be regarded as a caregiver who was better than nothing for Xia Ye, and for Angén, who was bent on atonement, she also needed to visit her illness to eliminate her guilt.

"That's right, I need to stop thinking ......!"

Angén shook her head, struggling to banish the sweet, muffled auditory hallucinations.

Just like this, Angén is occasionally captured by fleeting thoughts.

It must be because these three weeks have been too peaceful with the life of the summer nights.

Although the beautiful and peaceful relationship was broken for a time, after that, the days of peace and almost horror continued between Anqin and the summer night.

For example, now, the atmosphere between the two is like visiting a fellow student, as if it was just a friendship from a friend.

Perhaps it is because of this omission that Anqin often forgets the deep guilt of the summer night in her heart for a while.

"Really, stop thinking about it......"

Regardless of whether Summer Night blames herself or not, it is a fact that she was able to escape under the protection of Summer Night, which will never change.

However, Angénieux often inadvertently falls into the illusion of writing and directing herself.

She shook her head vigorously again, telling herself that she must not gain an inch.

As long as there is a carelessness, that low murmur will quietly wake up in the ears at a lightning speed.

"No, don't ......!"

The whispers that are still in her ears made An Qin's face flush with anger, and she reflexively armed her whole body.

Anqin didn't realize at all that in this one-legged show, which was shaking his head and trembling, there was actually an audience member.

"What the hell have you been doing since you started?"

"Ah......h

"The water is already cold."

Pointing with her chin to the bubbling kettle on the gas stove on the summer night, Angén snapped back to reality. By the way, Angén remembered that she was boiling boiling water for instant noodles.

"Or are you not sure that the water is rolling at all?"

Xia Ye laughed, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

"Cai, Cai is not ......!"

Needless to say about the summer night, Angénie also knew that water bubbles at its boiling point.

She had observed this in the science experiments of the elementary school for a long time.

However, the teasing in Xia Ye's mouth is not far from the actual situation.

Although Anqin knew the physical reaction of boiling water, to be honest, she really hadn't boiled water herself.

She had never been in the kitchen before.

At most, Angénieux has only used a hot water bottle.

The reason why Angén disposes the kettle on the gas stove is because her mind is full of summer nights, and it has nothing to do with knowing when the water is boiling.

However, it is impossible for Angén to answer honestly

"Because I'm thinking about you."

How humiliating that is!

"Whatever happens!"

Facing Anqin, who was struggling, Summer Night just shrugged his shoulders, turned off the gas, and held the kettle in his left hand.

"Ah, let me come!"

Looking at the appearance of holding the kettle in her left hand on a summer night, An Qin couldn't help but be a little anxious.

But there's more to come.

The movements of the summer night are very neat, and the boiling water is poured into the instant noodle bowl that has been opened in three or two clicks.

Compared with Anqin, who can only rely on his left hand to move with his left hand, Xia Ye is more agile, so it is no wonder that Anqin can only bow to the wind.

"Eat it, or the noodles will be mushy."

"Ahh......h

Urged by the summer night with a fork in hand, Anqin hurriedly picked up the sanitary chopsticks.

It's hard to tell who's taking care of whom.

Even so, the appearance of sitting on opposite sides of the table with Xia Ye and eating instant noodles really looks a little incredible.

When Anqin first began to spend her daily life with Xia Ye, the sesame trivial things like this when the two of them ate together often made her feel very unaccustomed. However, after three weeks, Angénieux was able to get used to it.

It's not just adapting, in a meal time like now, which can't even be called fulfilling, An Qin's mood feels inexplicably very steady.