Sang Ji's fingertips trembled slightly, lowered his eyelids, crumpled the note in his hand into a ball, and raised his hand to throw it lightly against the garbage basket placed next to the wall.

The ball of paper draws a beautiful parabola in the air and then falls accurately into the basket.

In Fang Hanlei's eyes, that ball of paper was like Li Jiaen and Su Yuan.

Fang Hanlei turned her head, pretending to pour water, hiding the smile on her lips: "Drink a little more glucose water!" ”

She bent down, took out glucose from the cabinet and poured it into the hot water, "The doctor said that you have low blood sugar and your mood is unstable, so you need to adjust well." ”

"Hmm." Sang Ji took it, looked up and poured another glass of glucose water, leaned weakly against the pillow, and stared at the ceiling and blinked.

I don't know why, I remembered Xu Jiamu, "What time is it?" ”

Fang Hanlei sat back in her chair, took out her mobile phone and pressed the screen: "It's half past eight." ”

He's—he's not going home tonight!

Sang Ji hooked a sneer "heh", and a trace of rebellion and the mentality of not wanting to go home slipped out, and then the thought was wiped out at the moment it just came up.

Suddenly, he slipped down on the bed again, sighed, and turned his head to look at her, "Aren't you in a hurry to go home?" ”

Fang Hanlei lowered her head, hearing Sang Ji's question, her fingers pointing at the screen paused, and she pressed the screen out while raising her head.

Her expressionless face instantly smiled, and she shook her head, "There is no one at home." ”

Sang Ji nodded, "I don't have anyone at home either." With that, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and threw the disposable water cup she had just used into the trash.

Fang Hanlei's eyelids twitched a few times, and her eyes were glued to Sang Ji's body tightly, as if she wanted to ask something, but when she saw her turn around and smile well-behaved, she was choked up when she reached her mouth.

"Hungry? I'll take you to dinner. She followed Sangi's smile and curled her lips.

"No need," Sang Ji lifted his schoolbag on his back, "I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest early." ”

"Okay—"

As he left the infirmary, Sanki woke up the doctor who was sleeping on the table, thanked him, and jotted down his instructions.

Jiaoyang High School is not large, there is no dormitory, and the campus is dim, only the side of the school road is scattered with dim yellow street lights.

On the teaching building, there are security personnel patrolling the building with flashlights, and a bright light shines from time to time.

"Thank you for today."

Walking out of the school gate, Sang Ji stopped, turned around and smiled at Fang Hanlei.

"Aren't we friends?" Fang Hanlei also smiled, raised her fingertips and gently scratched the swollen area under her eyes, "Tell me something, don't hide it in your heart and cry secretly." Also, you're really ugly when you cry. ”

The tone was cold and flat, but it stabbed Sangi's heart steadily.

After the words fell, she clicked twice on her phone, and then raised her hand to Sang Ji, which was a QR code to add friends.

Sang Ji was stunned, slowly took out his mobile phone from his schoolbag, opened it and scanned it to aim at the QR code.

After a second, the phone makes a "ding" sound, the QR code is successfully recognized, and friends are added.

After the operation was completed, Fang Hanlei sent a string of numbers to Sang Ji, "This is my mobile phone number, I often contact you." ”

The short and kind words left a mark on Sang Ji's heart.

She carefully wrapped the sigil in a shield, fearing that it would hurt her in the same way as the seed she had planted.

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye ......"

Sang Ji hooked his lips at Fang Hanlei, got on the 501 bus, and went to Senmu Manor.