Doodoooooo –

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Shen Yue went to bed early, her phone was on the bedside table, and the ringtone rang for a long time before she reached out from the quilt in a daze to fumble.

I didn't see who it was, I took it directly.

"Hello?"

The light and shallow voice is mixed with obvious sleepiness.

"Hello, we are here in the People's Hospital, your friend is injured, do you think it is convenient for you to come to the hospital?"

Friend?

Shen Yue woke up from his daze all of a sudden, glanced at the unfamiliar number displayed on his mobile phone, and asked hesitantly, "May I ask what is the name of that friend?" ”

The nurse on the other end of the line hesitated, and she glanced at Sang Fan, who had not spoken since the phone was connected.

Sang Fan's face was half hidden in the darkness, and the obscure face, the blood stains on his forehead that had not yet been cleaned up, although embarrassed, also highlighted his strong aggressiveness.

He stared at the nurse, or more accurately, at the phone in the nurse's hand.

The nurse's scalp was numb, and she handed the mobile phone to Sang Fan, "You can say a few words to your friend." ”

Sang Fan took it, and he didn't speak for half a ring, until the girl's soft and puzzled voice came from the phone.

"Is it still there?"

Thoughts surged under the dark eyes, Sang Fan picked his hands, his fingers pressed slightly, and lowered his voice, "...... It's me. ”

The other head fell silent all of a sudden, maybe he heard his voice, I don't know how long it took, the nurse thought that the other party hung up the phone, The girl asked again, but this time the voice was much colder.

"What's the matter?"

Sang Fan was even more restrained, he fiddled with his fingers desperately, his bones were blue, and his eyes drooped, covering the surging crazy thoughts.

He didn't speak, and his heart seemed to be tugged at by something, and it ached faintly.

Shen Yue said, "If it's nothing, I'll hang up." ”

Shen Yue was still very polite, and did not hang up the phone directly.

Sang Fan didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he said it, his long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and his voice was dry, "I, I'm injured, in the hospital, the People's Hospital." ”

As soon as the words fell, Sang Fan's heart seemed to rise.

"And then?"

These three words made Sang Fan stunned, he was suddenly at a loss, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Later, he didn't hear what Shen Yue said, he only felt numb, the phone was hung up, he pinched the phone, and the green tendons on the back of his hand burst out, as if they contained strong strength, as if they were about to be crushed.

The nurse was frightened, a little skeptical that the young and handsome boy was having some mental problems, "Yes, can you give me back the phone first?" ”

She suspected that if she was too late, her phone might be buried in the boy's hands.

Sang Fan returned the phone, reached out and pressed the back of his neck hard, as if this would be able to withstand the attack of pain.

The nurse didn't leave immediately, but asked again, "Do you want to go through the hospitalization procedures first?" ”

"No, you don't." Sang Fan's voice was gentle, and there was no emotion in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a smile, "She will come." ”

Such a positive tone, extremely determined.

The nurse wanted to speak and stopped, she was embarrassed to say that the girl on the phone just now had obviously refused, and she would definitely not come so late.

But she didn't have the courage to say it, Sang Fan looked a little scary, her face was smiling, but her eyes didn't have the slightest smile, and she was paranoid and sickly.

The nurse didn't dare to speak, so she left brightly, muttering quietly in her mouth, a young man who looked so handsome, didn't expect that there was something wrong with his brain, and sure enough, God opened a door for you and closed a window.

Handsome people have bad brains, and they are useless.

Soon he was the only one left in the corridors of the hospital.

Maybe the air conditioner in the corridor was turned on too low, and Sang Fan, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, sat on a chair, his long legs curled up, the blood stains had condensed, and his dark eyes seemed to be about to bleed.

He couldn't see the time, but he could feel it slipping away.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a long time, the nurses all changed shifts, they looked at the boy sitting in the chair, no one dared to go up and talk to him, maybe it was what the nurse said.

It's not coming.

Never again.

He adjusted his breathing to hide the heartache, but his trembling nasal voice betrayed him.

Sang Fan leaned his head against the cold wall, slowly closed his eyes, his hand holding the mobile phone with the broken screen couldn't stop trembling, tears flowed out of the closed eye sockets, crossed the corners of the eyes, and flowed into the hair, silently, without attracting anyone's attention.

In the blur, his ears seemed to remember a slight footstep, and finally stopped beside him.

The rainy season of the summer solstice is not much, and it is rare to have a heavy rain tonight, the wind and rain outside, the inside is quiet and silent, and the red and dazzling lights are so transparent.

Someone sat down next to him, making a slight noise.

Sang Fan didn't open his eyes, just turned his head to the other side, as if he didn't want others to notice his embarrassment.

Half-ringing, a girl's soft sigh came from her ears.

Extremely light, extremely light.

Sang Fan's whole body trembled, he opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils shook, and he turned his head with great difficulty like an old rusty machine, and his extremely familiar face came into view, and his brain seemed to have broken the last string called reason.

The girl sat beside him, wearing a thin coat of plain color, her pale skin exposed, and the light above her head shone on her, shining like a piece of broken porcelain.

She didn't look at Sang Fan either, but stared ahead and didn't speak.

The back of Sang Fan's hand was obviously blue, as if he was restraining something.

He paused, and the words he was about to utter became extremely difficult, and bitterness spread in his mouth.

The girl sat with him for a while, not even looking at him on the way, and finally her long and thick eyelashes hung down gently, the corners of her lips pursed down, her side face was beautiful and pale, without a trace of aggression, like a white rose without thorns, even if her face was expressionless at the moment, the corners of her mouth were soft curves.

He looked at the girl, cautiously trying to speak, the voice seemed to be in his throat, sour and unpleasant, "...... Are you here to take me home? ”

At this time, Shen Yue pretended to look at him.

The two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time, Shen Yue met his gradually wet eyes, he tried to adjust his breathing, but there were still wet tears in the melt.

Poor, embarrassed.

These two adjectives have nothing to do with Sangfan at all.

He is arrogant and conceited, but at the same time he is dazzling and high-spirited.

(End of chapter)