Real World (9)
He turned to leave, but felt a gentle tug on his clothes.
He wore a black T-shirt that outlined the lines of his body, like a towering and stylish peak.
Turning his head, his eyebrows and eyes were fierce.
"What for?!" He couldn't contain his anger anymore.
Shen Yue was not murdered by him, but smiled at him.
Sang Fan frowned lightly, and the aura around him suddenly dropped a few degrees, as if he felt very speechless and dissatisfied.
The air was stagnant, and the pale-skinned girl was like white jade in the scorching golden light, the pear vortex was very shallow, and her voice was soft and soft, "Are you leaving?" ”
The man looked impatient, and he sneered: "Otherwise? ”
Shen Yue nodded and let go.
Sang Fan just frowned, a wave of loss came inexplicably, he pursed his lips, and then walked away without looking back.
When the person left, Shen Yue buried his head, couldn't help it anymore, and cried.
My nose hurts.
Shen Yue was about to feel that the bridge of her nose was broken, but she was embarrassed to cry when the man was next to her, and after the people left, she couldn't hold back her physiological tears anymore.
It hurts so much......
Shen Yue was secretly wiping away tears, and a shadow suddenly shrouded in front of him.
"What are you still doing here?"
Sang Fan's tone was very dissatisfied, and when Shen Yue raised his head, his expression froze on his face.
The girl's reddened eyes were full of tears, and drops of crystal tears rolled down her pale cheeks, tumbling and falling, Chu Chu was pitiful, as if she had been bullied by someone.
"What are you crying about?"
Shen Yue blinked, looked at the man who was going and returning in front of him, and wanted to say that it was okay, but his nose was a little painful, just slow down.
But in the next second, his voice weakened, and there was a bit of panic.
"Aren't you scared?"
"Don't cry......"
He squatted down, Sang Fan would not coax people, he had only scolded people in his life, and he had never coaxed people.
His tone was soft, but his young and handsome face was tense, and his eyes were dark.
The hand was raised, and it was lowered again.
In the end, he just rubbed his fingertips irritably, and his eyebrows and eyes became more and more cloudy.
Seeing that Shen Yue was still in tears, he stood up suddenly, and walked back and forth impatiently several times like a trapped beast, and the passing dogs were glared at him twice, and ran away with their tails between them.
Later, her face was suddenly pinched, the heat on the man's body spread, and the palm of her hand was like a soldering iron.
Almost subconsciously, Shen Yue wanted to hide behind, but he was forced to pinch back, his Adam's apple rolled, and the whole person revealed a noise, and his tone was particularly impatient.
"You're so squeamish, I wasn't scared to cry by you, you cried first."
But his action of wiping his tears was really gentle, very light, very light, delicate and careful.
Shen Yue's nose was a little better, her face was very white, her nose was very red, and she explained seriously: "It's not that I'm scared, it's that I'm hit." ”
Obviously, Sang Fan didn't expect his kindness to be said, and his face turned pale, "Still blame me?" ”
Saying that, he lowered his head and approached, and couldn't help but ask.
"Does your nose still hurt?"
Shen Yue got up, patted the ash on his body, and looked down at Sang Fan, who was still squatting on the ground.
"It doesn't hurt."
Sang Fan also stood up, he glanced at Shen Yue several times, and finally, his gaze fell on the belt of the charge in Shen Yue's hand, as if he asked casually.
"What medicine do you have?"
Shen Yue subconsciously hid the medicine behind his back, his black hair hung down on his chest, his eyes blinked, and he lied very simply.
"It's just cold medicine."
Sang Fan didn't doubt it, but his gaze stayed on her overly pale face for a few more seconds, and his brows tightened.
I opened my mouth, as if I wanted to say something, but not a single word came out.
It happened to be noon now, and Shen Yue specially invited a man to dinner in order to repay the grace of saving his life.
Sang Fan is not the same as when he was in the hospital that day, when he met for the first time in the hospital, Sang Fan looked weird, this is a more subtle statement, if you want to be more precise, it is like a neurotic.
Now although Sang Fan's tone is very fierce and his attitude is not good, it is at least normal.
There happened to be a spicy hot store nearby, and Shen Yue rarely ate it, but this meal was still based on Sang Fan's taste, so he asked first.
Sang Fan rarely eats Malatang, as an athlete, his food is specially prepared by the hands of a nutritionist, but under the girl's hidden expectant gaze, the ghost made a god agree.
There was a lot of traffic at noon, and Shen Yue saw a position with a sharp eye and immediately occupied a place.
The two of them finished ordering their food and sat down.
There was air conditioning in the store, but it was still a little hot, so Shen Yue took off the light blue coat on his body.
Sang Fan subconsciously raised his eyes when he heard the movement, and saw that the girl was wearing a round neck and white short sleeves, which were loose and baggy, and from the neckline, he could even see the shape of a thin layer of ribs under the flesh.
Very skinny.
How can you be so thin.
When the spicy tang was served, Sang Fan got the answer.
Shen Yue's spicy tang was vegetarian and light, there was no meat foam at all, the clear soup was watery, and he didn't seem to have any appetite.
Judging from the clothes worn by the girl, they are all niche brands, but the price is expensive, almost tens of thousands in her lifetime, and it can also be seen that the girl's family is either rich or expensive.
However, the girl's eyes were bright and staring at Malatang, as if there was some delicacies from the mountains and seas in front of her, and she couldn't wait to taste it, which made people look at their appetites better.
Sang Fan ate a few bites, and the taste was very ordinary, but seeing that the girl was very good at eating, he ate a few more bites.
Shen Yue eats very slowly, chews slowly, and moves gracefully.
Sangfan was the complete opposite, like a tornado, and it didn't take long to wipe it out.
By the time Shen Yue had eaten half of it, Sang Fan had already finished eating.
She looked at Sang Fan, her dark and moist eyes were beautiful and clean, and her pale skin was a little transparent: "You're full?" ”
Sang Fan nodded, his gaze lingered on the oil stains on the corner of the girl's mouth for a moment, and his fingertips rubbed twice, his throat was dry.
Addicted to smoking.
Shen Yue pursed her lips, lowered her head and continued to eat.
A hand reached into his pocket and pulled out a box of cigarettes, pulled out one, and put it in his mouth, the lighter clicked, and the smoke filled the air.
Shen Yue smelled the smell of smoke, and glanced at the tip of his eyebrows imperceptibly,
The man lowered his eyes, not noticing, and swallowed the clouds and fog alone, and the white and cyan smoke obscured the dark color between his eyebrows.
Shen Yue's nose wrinkled, she couldn't hold back, and sneezed.
Sang Fan put the cigarette between his fingers, looked over it with dark and deep eyes, his voice was muddy, and he issued a very low and sexy syllable, "Huh? ”
Shen Yue just wanted to speak, but the smell of smoke really hit his nose, and he sneezed again.
I want a ticket~
(End of chapter)