[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

Following the address, Si Xingran took the elevator to the fourth floor and stood in front of the closed door. Si Xingran mustered up the courage to raise his hand, and after a moment it fell down like a punctured balloon.

Take out your phone and scroll to stay on the familiar chat interface.

Si Xingran hesitated, raising and lowering his typing hand.

He didn't know how to explain to Song Cian that he was at school in the morning and stood in front of his house in the afternoon.

He didn't know how Song Ci'an was doing at the moment, whether he was safe or not, and whether the car accident was serious.

"Bang bang bang." There was a knock on the door. Si Xingran finally plucked up the courage to send a message to Song Cian. After waiting for a while and receiving no response, he knocked on the door.

Worry, fear, regret, all negative emotions reached their peak at this moment. All awkwardness and face were left behind at this moment. At this moment, he just wanted to know Song Ci'an's situation and whether he was safe.

The instructor did not tell Si Xingran the hospital where Song Cian was injured. Si Xingran looked at the door that had not been opened for a long time and could only wait anxiously in front of it.

He expected that someone would come home at this moment and tell him the news about Song Cian.

As the sky grew dark, Si Xingran squatted in front of the door, holding his cell phone in both hands and placing it on his knees.

The interface on his phone still stayed on the message he sent to Song Cian. The other party had not responded to him yet, and Si Xingran's heart slowly sank.

The lights in the corridor turned on and off. Si Xingran squatted in the dark corridor. When he raised his head, he could see the twinkling stars in the sky through the window.

Not long after, the sound of a dog barking came from the corridor, accompanied by slow but steady footsteps.

"Xiao Huang, be obedient." An old voice came from under the stairs.

Could this be Song Cian's family? Si Xingran's heart was as silent as dead water, as if a pebble had been thrown into it, causing ripples in circles.

The floors here are relatively high, and almost everyone takes the elevator to get up and down. The old man he was about to meet was the first person Si Xingran saw here.

The voice-activated light in the corridor had already turned on. The dog dragged his leash and ran up to Si Xingran in three steps and two steps. The old man also quickened his pace.

Si Xingran's squatting feet were a little numb, and he stood up slowly while holding on to the wall.

"Young man, did you forget to bring your key?" The old man asked kindly when Si Xingran stood up with a tired look on his face.

Si Xingran managed to stand up straight and shook his head, "No, grandpa, I'm waiting for someone."

Hearing this, the old man adjusted his glasses and looked closely at Si Xingran, "Yes, yes, yes, I'm telling you why you are a bit unfamiliar. Who are you waiting for, young man? It's so late, why don't you go to my house to rest first? My house is It’s on the sixth floor, very close.”

Si Xingran shook his head, his voice a little hoarse. This was caused by not eating or drinking for a long time and being overly worried and nervous. "No, thank you, grandpa."

The old man didn't force it, he just reached into his bag and took out a bottle of mineral water. "Young man, I don't have anything else here. You need to moisten your throat with this bottle of water first. My home is in 601. If you really can't wait any longer, Come up and find me."

"Okay, thank you, Grandpa." Si Xingran's throat was really uncomfortable and he did not refuse Grandpa's kindness.

The big yellow dog’s wet nose touched the old man’s trousers and let out a long bark.

"Don't make any noise." The old man reached out and patted the dog's back gently, "Then I'll go up first."

The corridor returned to calm and darkness again, and time passed by. Si Xingran's hand holding the phone trembled unconsciously, and his bright red lips had long been bitten until they lost all color.

Hiding quietly in the darkness, like a poor abandoned puppy, huddled in a dark, cold and damp place, with the last glimmer of hope in his heart, passing every second like a year.

"Ding dong" the sound of the elevator stopping.

Someone stopped on the fourth floor.

The voice-activated light in the corridor turned on again. Si Xingran raised his head and stared at the elevator numbly.

Who could this person be? Could it be Song Ci'an's family? Is he about to find out about Song Ci'an?

Maybe this is Song Ci'an. In fact, his injury was very minor and he had recovered from his injury within this month.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Si Xingran's mind at this moment.

The elevator door slowly opened, Si Xingran squatted on the ground, his eyes slowly moved up, and finally fell on the face that he thought about day and night, the face that he had missed for so long.

He saw Si Xingran looking like a wronged puppy, with red eyes and messy hair.

Song Ci'an was a little surprised as to why Si Xingran appeared here, and at the same time, he felt even more distressed.

The moment I saw Song Ci'an, all the suppressed thoughts, grievances, sorrows and sorrows surged into my heart at this moment.

Si Xingran endured the soreness in his chest, stood up with all his strength, and strode towards Song Ci'an.

Si Xingran rushed into Song Cian's arms, knocked Song Cian to the ground and took a step back slightly.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Si Xingran quickly controlled the distance between him and Song Cian. He did not forget that the conductor told him that Song Cian had been in a car accident.

At the same time, I felt annoyed again, complaining that I was so reckless.

"How's it going? Does it hurt?" Si Xingran looked nervous and checked Song Cian's whole body with worry. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found no obvious injured bandages.

"It doesn't hurt, I'm fine." Song Cian's voice was soft, holding Si Xingran's hands that were shaking due to excessive nervousness, "Why are you here? Why didn't you say anything to me?"

Sometimes you can clearly bear the grievances and pains, but once someone cares about you, your eyes and chest feel as if someone has filled your eyes with sour water, your heart feels sour and uncomfortable, and you can't help but want to cry.

Si Xingran couldn't hold back any longer at this moment. He buried his head in Song Cian's arms, clenched and unclenched his hands, and finally hugged Song Cian's waist. All the worries and grievances materialized at this moment, and tears burst into tears. The material on Song Ci'an's chest was wet.

Si Xingran leaned in Song Cian's arms, crying silently.

After a while, Si Xingran's voice was muffled, "You haven't come to school for a month. I was a little worried, so I asked your instructor. He said that you had been in a car accident. I was worried about you, so I came to see you."

Si Xingran's shoulders twitched, and his voice was mixed with grievance, "I sent you a message, but you didn't reply to me. I don't know which hospital you are in, so I can only wait in front of your house. .”

Song Cian sighed and patted Si Xingran's thin shoulder with his warm palm, "I didn't get into a car accident. It was my dad. He got into a car accident."

As she spoke, Song Cian took out her cell phone with her other hand and pressed it. It showed that the battery was too low and the phone was turned off. "Sorry, my phone is turned off."

001 ran away to fool around somewhere, and he hasn't come back yet.

Si Xingran's mind gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help but clenched his hands. Shaking his head, he said it was okay.

Knowing that Song Ci was safe at this moment was the greatest blessing for him.