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Chapter 47 Waking up

The night was dark, and the rain was gradually falling.Without the majesty of the day.Gently soothes all frightened creatures suppressed by it during the day.

Night gradually returned to calm.

But inside the house, there is a hole in the sky.

"Liangzi? Liangzi?..." Zhang Huan hugged Shan Liang tightly and cried, "What the hell is wrong with you, you should say something!"

Shan Liang struggled in his arms, kicking and biting.Zhang Huan couldn't wake up no matter how he called.

"Liangzi, it's been the middle of the night, we should wake up, don't scare me!" Shan Liang was still struggling, his body was soaked in sweat.

Seeing him so distressed, Zhang Huan just thought, why did he suddenly become like this after sleeping so well?Could it be bewitched?

"Liangzi, Liangzi?" Zhang Huan looked at someone trembling in his arms and patted his face gently trying to wake him up.But how could this tender, watery face stand up to being slapped like this, it immediately turned red.But the person in my arms still didn't wake up.His eyes were closed tightly, and his slender eyebrows were all wrinkled together.Zhang Huan didn't dare to pat his face anymore.

What kind of dream do you have to be afraid of like this?

No matter how Shan Liang struggled, Zhang Huan hugged him tightly, for fear that he would bump into him.

After an unknown amount of time, the person in his arms calmed down, Zhang Huan finally felt relieved, and hurried out to get a towel to wipe his sweat off.As soon as he entered the door, he saw Shan Liang sitting on the bed, his pretty eyes staring at him in horror.Keep going back.

"Liangzi! Don't retreat, you will fall if you retreat again!!!" Zhang Huan said while running up.

It doesn't matter if Zhang Huan doesn't speak, but once he speaks, Shan Liang seems to be even more afraid. With a 'bang', he fell off the bed without accident.He banged his head heavily on the corner of the table.

Zhang Huan hurried over to help Shan Liang up with a towel, but he was not next to anyone else.I saw him sitting on the ground and shrinking towards the corner of the wall.He lowered his head and didn't look at him.Just like that trembling in the corner.His hands hugged his legs tightly, curled up there, trembling.

Zhang Huan couldn't figure out what was going on, "Shan Liang, let me look at me, I'm Zhang Huan!" Kneeling on the ground, he rubbed his face with both hands to make Shan Liang look up at him.

Dan Liang's eyes were filled with horror, and the blood on his forehead flowed down his face.

Zhang Huan saw that it was bleeding, which was more uncomfortable than bleeding himself.She hugged Shan Liang and wiped him with a towel.But he kept crying.

After tossing and tossing like this, the sky will dawn.Wisps of sunlight came in through the windows, driving away the endless darkness.

Perhaps Shan Liang was tired from tossing around, and fell asleep like this while lying in Zhang Huan's arms.

Looking at the emaciated person in his arms, Zhang Huan felt extremely distressed.He couldn't help but kissed the man's lips.

But unfortunately, the man opened his eyes instantly.Keep going back.It's like a nightmare.

Zhang Huan really hated himself, why did he provoke him. "Liangzi, look, it's me!" Zhang Huan shook Shan Liang vigorously.

Shan Liang stood up as if he didn't hear, and ran outside.Seeing the situation, Zhang Huan quickly hugged him.Zhang Huan only felt the man struggling desperately in his arms, grabbing his arm and taking a bite.Zhang Huan frowned in pain, but endured the pain and did not dare to let go.He knew that even if his arm was useless today, he couldn't let him go, for fear that he would bump into it by running around alone.

He picked up Shan Liang again and went to the bathroom.Turn on the shower, and cool water pours down from one end.Brutely bringing Shan Liang back to reality.

Shan Liang looked at him suspiciously, and a trace of panic flashed across his eyes for an instant. Like a conditioned reflex, he tried his best to fall from his arms, and fell on his back to the ground.

"Hiss..." Shan Liang sat up and rubbed his back. "It killed me."

Seeing that he was awake, Zhang Huan knelt on the ground and hugged Shan Liang in his arms.Weeping loudly, "You're so fucking awake, you scared me to death!!!"

Above, the shower was still on.They were washed like this for a long time by the cold water.

"Zhang Huan?" The originally nice voice was hoarse now.The mouth is pale and pale.The good-looking eyes were a little out of focus, but they looked at him hard, and Zhang Huan felt that his whole body was sunk in it.

"I'm here! I'm here!" Zhang Huan was both happy and distressed when he heard such a voice.

"I'm hungry."

Zhang Huan laughed out loud. "You are heartless." Although she said so, her voice was full of indulgence. "Come on, get up, I'll cook for you!"

Zhang Huan first stood up and turned off the shower, and saw that Shan Liang was sitting on the ground without moving, so he said again, "Get up, I'll cook for you."

Only then did I see Shan Liang stretching out his hand to support the wall, and he didn't get up for a long time.Zhang Huan sighed, he was really worried, and immediately hugged Shan Liang.

"I can get up without you." Shan Liang struggled in his arms.The voice is a little off.

Zhang Huan ignored him and carried him into the bedroom.Just about to put it on the bed, when I thought that the clothes were still wet, I hugged him to the chair. "You're wet, what clothes are you wearing? I'll get them for you." Zhang Huan went to open the closet and looked at the various clothes inside, piled up in a mess.He always knew that Shan Liang had a lot of clothes, but he didn't expect it to be like this, so he couldn't help but have a headache.

Shan Liang didn't say a word, sitting on the chair seemed to be struggling.One arm rests on the back of the chair and one hand supports the body.The bathrobe was made of silk, and the material was thin. Now it was soaked again, and it was tightly attached to Shan Liang's body, and his perfect figure was outlined in this way.The soft hair stuck to his face, covering his slender and beautiful but slightly frowning eyebrows.Water trickled down his cheeks.Such a person is obviously so embarrassed, and obviously has never received a good aristocratic education, but there is still a melancholy, unearthly nobleness in his eyes...

Such profoundness is naturally revealed in the bones...

Zhang Huan swallowed his saliva.This was the first time he saw such a tender and vulnerable side of Shan Liang.In the past, he was always strong, always unyielding, and cursed. Zhang Huan felt that he was enough to fascinate him.At one point I thought I was a masochist.All day long, he followed behind him, unable to kick him away or shake him off.But now...

It took a long time for someone sitting on the chair to spit out a few words, "I won't change my clothes anymore."

"How can this be, don't catch a cold again in a while."

"No change!" He was decisive.Stubborn like him.

However, Zhang Huan suffered. "At least wipe your hair first." Zhang Huan picked up a white towel, ready to wipe his dripping hair.

But seeing Shan Liang staring at the towel, he trembled again.The lips that were a little bloody just now turned white in an instant.

This frightened Zhang Huan, and he didn't dare to ask him what he dreamed about, for fear that he would remember something, why he was afraid of this towel, "Don't, don't do this, let's just do it, don't wipe it, I won't change it I don’t want to change my clothes anymore!” Zhang Huan quickly threw the towel out, as if coaxing a child.

Only then did Shan Liang stabilize.

"Then I'm going to cook. You sit here alone!" Zhang Huan walked out step by step and turned his head three times.I'm afraid that something will happen to Shan Liang again.As soon as he closed the door, he heard Shan Liang calling him.He quickly opened the door and walked in quickly. "What's wrong?"

Shan Liang raised his head, pursing his pale thin lips, "Shall I watch you cook?"

"..." He is really good-looking like this.It's good to see that Zhang Huan won't refuse anything he says. "Okay." Saying that, he hugged Shan Liang.

"No. I'll go by myself." Shan Liang stood up from the chair and walked slowly ahead.

Zhang Huan followed behind, for fear that he would accidentally fall down.

When he came to the kitchen, Shan Liang asked Zhang Huan to bring him a chair to sit on, but Zhang Huan insisted on bringing the sofa over.

Looking at Zhang Huan's busy figure, Shan Liang couldn't help but think of the dream yesterday.My own imagination also runs wild.Zhang Huan is such a simple-minded person, why did he appear in his dream in that image?

I also know that it is just a dream, but why is it so real?Tears fell down suddenly, dripping on the back of my hand, icy cold, as cold as the rain in a dream...

Who is that person?What does that word mean?And why did it appear in my dream?

"The meal is ready!" Zhang Huan squatted in front of his eyes and looked at him, and Shan Liang lost his mind.

"Are you crying?" Zhang Huan stretched out his hand to wipe his tears.

Shan Liang turned his head, Shan Liang smiled awkwardly, "I'm not crying." He stretched out his hand to touch the coldness on his face, "Did I cry?" He looked at the slightly warm liquid in his hand again in a daze ...I haven't cried for a long time.What a useless thing.

Sunshine came in and slowly dried Shan Liang's clothes, completely forgetting how majestic the rain yesterday was.A slap in the face is faster than flipping a book.

Shan Liang picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, and Zhang Huan sat next to him wet, looking straight at him.Couldn't stand it anymore, turned his head, "You don't want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." As if remembering something, he hurriedly stood up and went to the back room, and came over with the medicine box after a while, dipped cotton in the medical alcohol with tweezers, and wiped it on his forehead.Shan Liang only felt that his forehead was pricked by needles.

"Does it hurt?" Zhang Huan's eyes were red.It's like loving yourself and it hurts.

Shan Liang shook his head and lowered his head to eat.But he suddenly saw several rows of teeth marks on Zhang Huan's arms that were still stained with blood.Now I have no appetite at all, "Does it hurt?"

Zhang Huan still had a foolish smile on the corner of his mouth, nodded his head heavily, and stretched his arm to his mouth again, "Will you blow me off?"

"..." Zhang Huan's self-sacrificing Bai Yueguang image in his heart collapsed in an instant. "You deserve it so badly." He raised his hand and pressed it on Zhang Huan's arm.

Shan Hao's beautiful eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and his pale lips were pursed lightly.What followed was heart-piercing howls in the room...