like a dog

The second hand passed another frame, Lin Xun hung his wrists and did not move, and Han Xuan was buried quietly on his neck, motionless.His breathing was light and slow, falling lightly, but it still weighed heavily on him.

Lin Xun suppressed his breathing, but his wrists were still shaking.The left hand was clenched so tightly that it hurt from some metal between the fingers.He let go tiredly, the corners of his eyes were tingling, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears.The pen slipped and fell on the bed, sinking into the bottom of the sea like a broken anchor.

Han Xuan stood up, looked down at Lin Xun, and Lin Xun also raised his eyes to look at him. The blurry figure flashed in front of his eyes. It seemed that it wasn't just the snow that blocked them.

There is also the cold wind lying between them, invisible and lingering for a long time.

Lin Xun looked at his face and said flatly, "Is that the first time you saw me on the day of the funeral?"

After a few seconds of silence, Han Xuan got up and got out of bed. He pulled the quilt aside and covered him: "You are tired." Lin Xun glanced at him quietly, closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

He was right, he was tired, physically and mentally exhausted.

Lin Xun turned over and turned his back to him and stopped talking.Han Xuan sat down beside the hospital bed, the volume of the TV was very low, like insects moving under the stagnant air.The words that were frozen in the winter night were repeatedly fiddled with in the rustling noise, but they were all fragments of words, which melted before they saw the light.

Han Xuan looked back at Lin Xun. His hair was a little messy, but his breathing was very steady.The collar was half turned up and half collapsed, exposing circles of slightly loose gauze on the back of his neck, faintly seeping blood, which rose and fell slightly with his breathing.The skin is very pale, the person is also very thin, and there is not much energy when talking, and I don't eat a lot of lunch, and I don't move at all for dinner.If I can't eat any more tomorrow morning, my stomach will feel uncomfortable.

The light shone softly on the hospital bed, and he just looked at him like this for a long time.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and it was ten o'clock, and the TV was automatically turned off.Han Xuan stood up and stood for a while in the silent ward.He picked up the remote control and put it on the bedside table, closed the door and went out. The corridor was almost dark, only the emergency exit light was on blood red.

Han Xuan walked through the silent and dark corridors, and the wards were all closed and empty.He turned the ballpoint pen he took out from under the quilt in his hand, and when he passed the corner, he threw it into the trash can.

Lin Xun slowly opened his eyes in the ward, and he lifted the quilt and supported the bed to get up.When he got out of bed, he looked at the ground and hesitated for a moment before putting on the slippers that had been swung back to the foot of the bed.Before he reached the door, Lin You pushed the door in with a tray.

"Don't sleep?"

Lin You closed the door behind him with one foot, put the tray on the bedside table, dragged the chair and sat down opposite the hospital bed, and waved to Lin Xun.

Lin Xun stood there for a while, then walked back slowly.He sat down by the bed, and Lin You held his hands and looked around, the gauze on his hands was messy and messy, blood was all over his fingers.

Lin You didn't bother to dismantle it, so he took the scissors and cut it open.He grabbed the gauze and threw it on the tray, frowned and said, "Why are you tossing like this again?" He pressed the wound with iodophor cotton, no more particular than Han Xuan and Lin You, he cleaned the wound quickly and accurately, regardless of the severity .

Lin Xun withdrew his right hand with a hiss, and Lin You grabbed his fingers: "Don't move, how old are you still afraid of pain?"

Lin Xun frowned and endured, while Lin You lowered his head to clean up the wound on his palm and the blood that flowed into his fingers.Lin Xun thought he would explain at least a few sentences, but there was nothing.Every time he thought that this person was enough to make him cold, but he could always prove with practical actions that he could do better.

Lin Xun stared at him for a long time before saying coldly, "You sold me."

"Oh, really?"

Lin You threw the blood-stained cotton back into the tray, and took a new one: "If you love me, it's considered a sale?" He held Lin Xun's hand and concentrated on cleaning the wound: "I asked you , What if he is different from what you think, you say you don’t regret it. The person you choose, you don’t want it anymore, and you are relying on me again?”

Lin Xun gritted his teeth and said, "You knew early on..."

"Don't you know? His flaws can't be found by ordinary people, but you can see it. You knew that he had something to hide from you." Lin You laughed lowly, without raising his head, "You don't care whether this person is lying or not. I lied to you, you only found out that he was Han Xuan, and you just wanted to go back on your word."

"You hate the Han family so much? Didn't you have a good talk with Han Zheng before?" Lin You held his hand and wrapped the gauze skillfully in circles. "At that time, the old man had no choice but his son disappeared. I shot Lao Tzu through the arm again, and all the members of the Guan family squeezed in front of him one by one to confess, what do you think he can do? If he didn’t hand us over, he would have done his best.”

Lin Xun lowered his head and moved his fingers a few times. When Lin You mentioned Han Zheng, his movements froze slightly.He kept refraining from asking about Han Zheng. He knew Lu Yuan well, but he didn't know Han Xuan well enough.But he deduced that there was not much brotherly love between him and Han Zheng, and his concern for him would probably kill him.

As for the past, he didn't want to talk about it at all.

Lin Xun looked at his palm and said in a low voice, "I don't want to have anything to do with the Han family anymore."

"Then let his surname be Lin." Lin You threw the rest of the gauze back to the tray casually, "He's married, isn't he one of us?"

"dad!"

Lin Xun couldn't bear it anymore, Lin You had been watching from the sidelines before, acting as if it had nothing to do with him, but now he was "we" again when he opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut.

"Why, you really don't like it?" Lin You smiled, "I don't like it anymore, why don't you want to do it?"

Lin Xun slowly raised his head to look at him, the room seemed to be filled with cold wind, icy over his head.

When he woke up, the whole room had been cleaned, not to mention knives, not even a can of toothpicks left.They must have checked the bed as well, there was no way they missed the pen.But it's still there for one reason.

Someone put it back on purpose.

Lin Xun looked at him silently, and said after a long time, "It's you."

Lin You sat on the chair with his legs crossed. He smiled, neither admitting nor denying it.He patted his knee and casually moved on to other topics.

"That kid Han Xuan is very interesting. Before he went to you, he even talked to me. He probably thought that I would know sooner or later, so it's better to make it clear from the beginning. He said he likes you and wants to pursue you. I was worried about him He will use tricks on you and want to block you. But I didn't expect him to use such a method, and I was almost moved."

Lin Xun looked at him expressionlessly, he couldn't find any so-called touch in his eyes.

"You came to see me that day. You went out for a while, and he and I were the only two left. He talked to me about his plan. He said he wanted to marry you, and he would take you out of here after the year. I hesitated at first. After all, you have not had an easy life these years. Although Han Xuan has some abilities, he is still a little older than you. I can’t see it now, and it will still be prone to problems in the future. If you leave you to him, I will still worried."

Lin You leaned back on the chair, tapped leisurely with his fingers resting on his knees.

"But he was very resolute. He didn't put pressure on me as a subordinate, but regarded me as your father. He used his family business to promise me that he would treat you well, and he only took you away, and didn't want anything else. You can bet on me everything, this guy really likes you."

Lin Xun said indifferently: "So you still sold me."

Lin You slapped him on the head with a look of resentment: "You bastard, why did you sell it? This is called a betrothal gift, do you understand?"

Lin Xun held his head, feeling a throbbing pain.Even now he still can't figure it out, he still can't see through Han Xuan, just like he thought it was Lin You's idea to let him leave here, but he didn't expect that it was him who proposed it first.

He didn't understand his feelings either, and always felt that he had a deeper purpose, but he didn't have a clue.He wanted to convince himself that Han Xuan was just playing games, but this reason was paler than the explanation Han Xuan gave.

Could it be that he was really, simply moved?

How is it possible, Lin Xun propped his forehead, wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Think about it yourself, no matter what happens, it's your own business. I can't control it, and I don't want to." Lin You patted Lin Xun on the shoulder, took the tray and left.

"dad."

Lin Xun pointed to his own neck, Lin You let out a cry, turned back and walked back.

Lin You wrapped his arms around his neck, held up the scissors and poked under the gauze.Lin Xun turned his face sideways cooperatively, and the back of the scissors slid coldly across his skin. He looked at the balls of blood-stained cotton on the tray, and suddenly said, "How are you sure, I won't do it?"

"I?"

Lin You glanced at Lin Xun, held his neck and smiled.He cut the gauze neatly with a click, and let them scatter bloodstains on Lin Xun's shoulders.

"I'm not sure."