"Don't say it, there was a cooking gas explosion in my hometown, with burns of 80% of his body, and he was in the ICU for two whole months, and there were few good skin grafts......

The palm placed above the ear suddenly exerted a little force, blocking out all the chatter.

Wen Jiulan's eyes were heavy, "Master, are you still able to go?" ”

The driver, who was chatting enthusiastically, withdrew his arm propped up on the window and glanced forward, "The traffic police have come to dredge it, let's wait a while." Are you catching a plane, I'll leave later. ”

Wen Jiulan didn't deny it, only nodded.

The chat was interrupted by Wen Jiulan, and the driver didn't force it to continue, but changed someone and started chatting, "Young man, your girlfriend is scared a lot?" ”

Qi Youmian's fingertips clenched the sweater inside Wen Jiulan, and the slightly rough fabric rubbed against the soft palm.

When the windows are open, the smoke from the burning flame wafts in with the wind, giving it a unique burnt smell.

Let Qi Youmian twist his eyebrows, he can't wait to put his whole face into Wen Jiulan's arms.

The young man touched Qi Youmian's head soothingly, and his voice was very faint when he talked to the driver, and he didn't intend to pay attention to the driver's questioning.

"The front is cleared, let's go."

The driver was bored and stepped on the accelerator stupidly.

"Please close the window." Wen Jiulan said again.

The car slowly drove past the burning truck, and as the windows rose, the scorching heat was kept out of the body.

Even though the open fire has been extinguished by the strong water flow of the fire truck, the heat of this lap cannot be ignored.

Wen Jiulan's gaze swept lightly over the wreckage of the truck, and turned her eyes back indifferently.

The blood vessels under the skin seemed to be beating suddenly, and the whole body was faintly filled with mental pain.

It seems that if you just need to reach out and touch it gently, a large crusted piece of broken skin will fall off.

“…… Burns all over my body, it hurts. A thin voice came from his arms.

Wen Jiulan lowered her eyes and met the little girl's eyes.

On snow-white skin, the red at the end of the eyes is particularly eye-catching, especially the crystal teardrops that slowly condense in the black and white eyes, and the eyelashes will fall down the curvature of the cheeks with a slight tremble.

She stared at Wen Jiulan with red eyes, but it seemed that she was looking at another person through him, and her eyes were a little misty.

There was also a slight choked nasal voice in his voice.

Wen Jiulan stared at the tears that were slowly falling and sighed lightly.

"Don't cry anymore."

It's impossible not to hurt.

When changing dressings and grafting, the skin that has barely crusted over must be torn apart, and the painkiller injections cannot be played often, and the blue tendons at the corners of the forehead must be clenched to forcibly endure the pain.

But with hope and happiness in my heart, it is not so difficult.

Qi Youmian stared at the side of the young man's sharp face, knowing that the person in front of her didn't know anything, but the sadness that surged from the bottom of her heart was one after another, engulfing her whole person.

Uncontrollably, she raised her arm and wrapped her arms around the boy's neck, pressing her cheek as tightly as she could.

Hot tears slid down, wetting the boy's solid texture.

"Wen Jiulan......" she whispered, tears streaming down her face.

Wen Jiulan's palm was placed on the back of the little girl's neck, her five fingers were kneaded lightly or lightly, and her voice was low, with complete comfort and gentleness, "I'm here." ”

How many times Qi Youmian called his name, he answered as many times as he heard Jiulan.

From start to finish, there was not the slightest bit of impatience.

When the car finally drove to the temporary parking spot outside the airport, Qi Youmian, who had barely recovered his mood, got out of the car first.

Wen Jiulan was about to get out of the car, when she heard the driver in the front seat laugh and say, "The little girl cried so badly, did she want to send you away and have to have a long-distance relationship?" Your girlfriend really loves you, young man, you have to cherish it. ”

The young man's cold and sharp eyebrows and eyes softened slightly.

He didn't explain much, only said in a deep voice, "I will." ”

After shedding tears in the car for more than ten minutes, Qi Youmian's eyelids were already thin, but now they are even more red, and his eyes are still extremely moist, and he looks like he has just cried bitterly.

She was a little embarrassed when she thought of the gaffe just now, and watched the young man close the car door, brushed the hair hanging from his ear, and whispered, "I'm sorry to smell Jiulan, I just ......"

"Did you think of something unhappy," Wen Jiulan interrupted Qi Youmian's words first, and her fingertips lightly touched the little girl's red and swollen eyelids, and there was a little helplessness in her expression, "I'm crying and swollen." ”

Qi Youmian couldn't think of anything to say for a while, so he could only nod vaguely.

As they walked towards the lobby of the airport, Wen Jiulan glanced at the big screen hanging above, "There is still half an hour before the plane arrives, you sit here for a while." ”

Qi Youmian sat down with his shoulders squeezed, looked at the young man a little blankly, looked around a few times, and then ran away.

The footsteps were hurried and stride, and his back was like the wind, and he suddenly melted into the flow of people coming and going.

Qi Youmian sat on the chair and gently massaged his eyelids, trying to make the eyelids swelling go down - otherwise, how would he see the teacher and his parents later.

didn't wait for a while, there was a brisk footstep in his ears, Qi Youmian looked up keenly, and saw Wen Jiulan trotting back.

The young man didn't know what he was holding in his hand, his breath was slight, and he quickly squatted down in front of Qi Youmian.

He was tall and long-legged, and he tried his best to adjust the proper posture for the two long legs, and then raised the thing in his hand towards Qi Youmian.

"Old popsicle, give you a compress on your eyes, it will help reduce swelling."

Qi Youmian really urgently needed to reduce the swelling of his eyelids, so he followed Wen Jiulan's command, raised his head slightly, and closed his eyes.

After listening to the squirming in front of him for a short while, a soft and thin towel was attached to his red and swollen eyelids.

The thin eyelids, which were originally a little hot, were like a rain, and the hot pain was greatly relieved.

"I'm afraid that the popsicle will be too cold to put on directly, so I also bought a new towel, isn't it better?" The boy's voice was gentle, soft and soft, like coaxing a child who had just finished crying.

Qi Youmian's chin was gently and forcefully lifted slightly, and he could only nod slightly.

The sour eyelids are applied with no light or heavy force, and the soft towel slowly moves over the eyelids with a cool but not too cold temperature.

Wen Jiulan was very patient, and it took twenty minutes to apply it firmly before taking the towel away.

Qi Youmian subconsciously opened his eyes and blinked a little sluggishly.

I saw that the young man who had been kneeling in front of him for twenty minutes without any impatience, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, revealing a very faint smile.

"It's much better, I can't see the swollen eyes anymore, and we can rest assured that we can sleep young."

Qi Youmian looked at the relaxed smile on the young man's face in a daze.

When her name was pronounced, the low voice was also very restrictive.

I only felt that the heart was thumping in the chest, and it was so fast that it lost its frequency for a while.