Real World (18)

As everyone knows, this makes Sang Fan think he is calm, in the eyes of a normal person, how infiltrating it is.

Shen Yue's heart moved, and he didn't feel afraid, and even felt that such a Sang Fan was a little pitiful.

It's like a stray dog that has been wandering outside for a long time and can't find the direction of home, even if Sang Fan's current appearance is not at all similar to a puppy.

She didn't understand what had happened during the time she had been out, and she wasn't prepared to stir up the topic and stimulate Sangfan's nerves.

Shen Yue looked at Sang Fan's scarlet sickly eyes, revealing a gentle and reassuring smile: "I found a job outside, so I came back late, are you hungry?" I bought two cups of milk tea, should I pad my stomach first? ”

Sang Fan was stunned, and from the girl's gentle and skillful tone, he suddenly felt that the two of them seemed to have lived for a long time, just like an old husband and wife, and there was an illusion of a slight tingling in his heart.

"Okay." He slowly calmed down his messy breathing, returned to his normal appearance, and asked casually, "Why do you suddenly want to go outside to find a job?" ”

Shen Yue lived in this apartment for almost a week, and as soon as Sang Fan came back, he could see the girl obediently sitting on the sofa watching TV, or working alone in the kitchen.

This warm and welcoming atmosphere makes people covetous.

So much so that when he came back today and faced the empty and dead room, it was like a basin of cold water poured on him in the cold winter, from head to toe.

The house was empty, the sofa was clean, there was no movement in the kitchen, he went to Shen Yue's bedroom, so clean and tidy as if no one had ever lived in it.

didn't let go of a single corner, but still didn't see the slightest figure.

Sang Fan stood in place in a daze, looking around for the traces left by Shen Yue.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a person sitting on the sofa, wearing home clothes, with black and bright hair scattered on his chest, a delicate and beautiful face, and a remote control in his hand.

The voice is soft and delicate.

"Are you back so early?"

Sang Fan's hand on his side trembled, just blink for a moment, and in the next second, the person had disappeared.

The walls were like a dark and cold coffin, and he was locked inside, and when he died, he thought that a crack had leaked out, and when he touched it, he realized that it was only his imagination.

Maybe there is no Shen Yue at all.

It was obviously the summer solstice, but Sang Fan felt a chill invade the bone marrow and spread to the limbs.

At that time, Sang Fan's heart sent out a warning of danger, the violent beating was abnormal, and the sudden panic and violence made him want to destroy everything in front of him.

Sang Fan seemed to be crazy, and after ruining the living room, he rushed to the guest room where Shen Yue lived.

There was still a faint breath of the girl in the room, very light and shallow, Sang Fan smashed his whole body on the bed, his weight creaked against the normal, and then the whole person was buried in the quilt.

That little bit of breath slightly soothed the beastly nature in his heart that was already out of control and on the verge of collapse, but that breath was too shallow, and soon made him unsatisfied.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes were blood-red, and his face was distorted by extreme depression, making a mess of the girl's bed, but he still felt that it was not enough, and a painful and confused grunt came from his throat.

Until he heard the girl's soft spring voice from outside the door, a refreshing warm current extinguished the crazy churning dark fire in his chest.

The big dog, as if he had finally waited for his owner to come home, quickly rushed out.

He drank the strawberry mochi that Shen Yue bought, he didn't like to drink milk tea, he hated the sweet and greasy feeling, which seemed to stick to his throat.

Shen Yue explained softly, "It's not good for me to always eat and live at home, so I found a relatively easy job, so I don't bother you too much." ”

"No trouble!" Sang Fan retorted almost immediately, and his suddenly raised voice startled Shen Yue.

Sang Fan's hand hanging down his side tightened slightly, his dark eyes observed Shen Yue's reaction, with imperceptible nervousness, his voice calmed down, "I don't feel troublesome, I, I ......"

The latter words, he did not speak.

Shen Yue saw that his expression seemed to be something unspeakable, and his face became a little unsightly, and his thin lips were pursed very tightly.

She said understandingly: "If you have any difficulties, you can tell me, after all, you also helped me, and I want to help you as much as possible." ”

Sang Fan lowered his head and looked at the girl, his eyes were clear like a clear spring, clean and clear, clearly reflecting him who was out of shape and embarrassed.

Looking at such a pair of eyes, Sang Fan said the words of his heart for some reason.

"I have insomnia." Sang Fan's eyes stared at Shen Yue without blinking, and the corners of his mouth stiffened for a moment before continuing, "I can't sleep, I've seen a doctor and taken medicine, but it's useless, because of this inexplicable illness, I almost gave up the dream I had been holding onto." ”

No wonder, from the time she saw Sang Fan, the other party's eyes were all blue, and it was caused by lack of sleep.

Shen Yue's eyes showed pity, his smile was gentle and tolerant, and Sang Fan was stunned, and felt a strange warmth spread from his chest, and he couldn't help but pour out the questions that had plagued him for half a year.

"This symptom was caused by a car accident half a year ago, without any root cause, in the case of lack of sleep, I couldn't concentrate, the doctor was helpless, I saw both brain and psychiatrist, it didn't work, just when I was about to give up, you appeared."

The words suddenly changed, Shen Yue was stunned for a moment, and only reacted after a while, she looked at Sang Fan, obviously still very young, but revealed a sense of vicissitudes.

He lowered his eyelashes, exuding a low pressure all over his body, and stiffly spat out the words.

"You're here, I can sleep."

There was already a conjecture in the last second, so Shen Yue was not very surprised, she thought, what a uncomfortable thing it is to not be able to sleep, her spirit has always been in a tense state, and normal people will be driven crazy after a long time.

No wonder, the young Sang Fan always has an out-of-control anger on his body.

She sighed, she couldn't say what she felt, but there was one emotion that was particularly obvious, that is, she felt that the man in front of her was pitiful.

So, Shen Yue stood on tiptoe, reached out and gently touched the top of Sang Fan's hair twice, the hair was slightly hard and a little prickly.

"You can talk to me," she said, her eyebrows curled, "I'll help you." ”