Who is not Bai Yueguang?

Occasionally, when Bi He has nothing to do, he will vaguely think about the short twenty years he has lived, and when he thinks about it, he will come up with a sense of disobedience.

If encountering a watershed in life is considered a kind of luck, he is the lucky one.Before the age of sixteen or seventeen, as an individual, Bi He was really boring and unlovable. The word "solitary" can complete the profile that others need to write a full page.At that time, his world was extremely small, but when he thought about it carefully, it was unexpectedly consummated: his parents were still there, and Professor Bi was strict with him, not beyond the level of an ordinary strict father, and even his father's strict face hides delicate care, Not to mention the presence of a loving mother.He doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't suffer from trouble in school, and the students who are more enthusiastic by nature will occasionally talk to him.

Not to mention Xue Qiao.

On the other side of the watershed, Bi He peeled off the shell of introversion and timidity like a schizophrenic, learned to struggle alone in the chaotic life, laughed and made trouble, and even learned to find trouble and fight, no longer timid, no longer withdrawn .It seems that he has finally grown into an independent adult.

But it really became nothing.

When Bi He woke up, he was as confused as all the patients, and he couldn't even remember his last name. It wasn't until someone beside the bed rushed over excitedly to hold his hand, that he realized that he was Lying on the bed.

"...An..." He opened his mouth, and immediately there was a sharp pain in his throat.

On the contrary, his vision gradually recovered. Although the anxious man in front of him appeared inexplicably, it was indeed An Jin.

"It's me, how do you feel?" An Jin looked anxious, with the joy of the wounded on the bed finally waking up, and before Bi He could answer, he repeatedly rang the call bell on the bedside, while turning his head to personally Go to the door and call someone, "Doctor! He's awake!"

Bi He woke up suddenly, and was swayed by his movement. A group of doctors and nurses rushed in, checked him up and down, and rushed out together after a while.

Bi He: "..."

He remembered the last face he saw before he fell into a coma. It was obviously not An Jin's. Could it be that he was delirious and misread it?

Seeing the person on the bed looking over blankly, An Jin quickly said: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, here are all my people."

Bi He didn't know if what he said was all right, did he mean his injury was all right or they were safe, but after listening to the second part of his sentence, Bi He belatedly understood why Sister Rui insisted on coming to the Second Hospital.It's just that he didn't know when she met An Jin.

Thinking of Sister Rui, he realized some important things, and asked with difficulty: "Where is my...my sister...?"

An Jin's heart ached from his sickly appearance, and he said hastily: "She's fine, just a little bruised, the one surnamed Qin is hurt, and she hasn't woken up yet."

Seeing that Bi He didn't speak, he thought that the other party must have suffered a lot of fright because he was involved in the underworld dispute, and he felt distressed, and said in a low voice: "Your sister is guarding in the next ward, don't be afraid, I will ask her to come and see you."

He said he got up and was about to leave, but Bi He held the back of his hand.

An Jin frowned, glanced at the needle on the back of the opponent's hand where the blood was starting to flow back, and said anxiously, "Don't move!"

But Bi He said: "Brother Kuan...is it seriously injured?"

An Jin paused, adjusted the IV for him, and then said: "I took a bullet, the trauma is not a big problem, but he has..."

Bi He understood what he was talking about, and knew that even if there were people from An Jin, the Second Hospital was a regular hospital after all, and it was impossible to hide Qin Kuan's drug use.

He didn't know what to say, his eyes turned around and fell on the door. The door of the ward was closed, but a tall and familiar figure was vaguely printed on the frosted glass above.

Bi He paused in his heart.The little blood on his face receded a little.

An Jin hurriedly said, "Still not feeling well? I'll call the doctor."

"Don't." Bi He hurriedly stopped him, "I'm fine...I'll go and see them."

The coma happened so fast and suddenly that he couldn't even react until now, he was only worried about whether Sister Rui would be crushed by this sudden time in the long-term fear.As he spoke, he was about to get up, but An Jin quickly held him down.

"Xiao He, what are you doing?!"

"I heard what the doctor said, I'm fine." Bi He raised his head and smiled at An Jin.Even though he didn't want to have anything to do with An Jin anymore, but the other party helped him to some extent, and he really cared about him, so he had no reason to treat him coldly.

"Be obedient." An Jin frowned, "Your legs are all in plaster, why are you moving?"

He stood in front of Bi He, and Bi He was lying down, his entire vision was blocked by him, An Jin was actually very oppressive when he was serious.

Bi He was looking at him, not noticing that the door of the ward was gently pushed open.

"It's really okay." Bi He sighed, "If you don't take a look, I don't worry..."

An Jin was ruthless in this matter: "No!"

Bi He's temper also came up, and his breath was stuck in his chest suddenly, and his tone became cold: "An Jin, you..."

He struggled to get up and get out of bed, but a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder, imprisoning him on the hospital bed without any resistance.

Bi He frowned, raised his head to want An Jin to let go, but suddenly froze, losing the ability to speak for a moment.

Maybe he didn't recognize the wrong person before he fell into a coma, maybe the figure at the door just now was not an illusion, and it was indeed Xue Qiao who appeared in front of him at this moment.

The still handsome, expressionless Xue Qiao.

Bi He has seen Xue Qiao's serious appearance many times.

The most common thing is when he is thinking seriously. At that time, his habitual smile will be slightly suppressed on his face, and his brows will be slightly furrowed without any trace. However, due to his natural temperament, in addition to making the onlookers sigh with emotion. Aside from being really handsome, he doesn't make people feel intimidated or inaccessible.

He has also seen Xue Qiao frowning and accusing others, it was very early, he broke his knee on the track, Xue Qiao carried him to the infirmary, Bi He was afraid of pain, and was almost stimulated by alcohol Weeping, when Xue Qiao helped him out of the infirmary who was wrapped in gauze, he frowned and asked him: "Are you going to pay attention in the future?"

Xue Qiao didn't look easy-going and gentle at all, but Bi He, who was always timid, didn't feel scared, just grabbed his sleeve and looked up and smiled.

Now Bi He is so much more courageous, but before Xue Qiao in front of him said a word, his face turned pale.

An Jin also knew Xue Qiao. In fact, Xue Qiao had already guarded outside Bi He's ward when he came, but he didn't come in strangely.The two didn't know each other well, and An Jin just looked at Xue Qiao without saying a word.

"Please go out for a while."

A deep and cold voice sounded in the ward.

An Jin froze for a moment, thinking that he was the only one in the room who would say such things, he subconsciously looked down at himself, and realized that it was Xue Qiao who was talking to him.

"What did you say?" An Jin sat in the current position, except for his father, few people dared to speak to him in such a cold tone.

Bi He on the hospital bed seemed afraid to look at Xue Qiao's face, shifted his gaze to An Jin, and said in a low voice, "Go out for a while."

An Jin wanted to say something, but seeing Bi He looking at him pleadingly, he had no choice but to turn around and go out unwillingly.

He thought of Bi He, who had always been quiet and harmless, lying pale on the hospital bed, and his heart was full of anger. When he stepped out of the door, he kicked the dozing men in the corridor to wake them up, and asked them to bring the bastard under the old dragon over. Discuss.

Bi He kept his eyes on the direction An Jin was leaving, with a stiff neck, not knowing what state he should use to face Xue Qiao.

Should he continue to learn how the black-haired Bi He smiled meekly at Xue Qiao as if nothing had happened?

But when he thought about the other party he saw when he looked up just now, he immediately understood that Xue Qiao must know everything.

Otherwise, how could he have such cold eyes?

Xue Qiao knew that he had been cheated, and Huangmao Bihe's clumsy game was over.

Thinking of this, Bi He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of relief that finally came.

He waited for Xue Qiao to accuse him and question him, and he even adjusted his facial expression slowly so that he could express a nonchalant expression skillfully and naturally later.

But unexpectedly, Xue Qiao didn't say a word, just looked down at the needle tube on the back of Bi He's hand and the leg with plaster cast carefully with a cold handsome face, and took a long time to read the injury report written by the doctor beside the bed , He didn't have any expression during the whole process, and he didn't give Bi He any eye contact.

Bi He looked at him without blinking.

Xue Qiao seemed to have engraved every punctuation mark on the report into his heart, and then he put down the report and opened the chair beside the bed to sit down. Bi He thought he was about to say something at last, but saw him suddenly stretch out his hand to support his forehead , seems to be very nerve-wracking.

Then he heard some frustrated sighs from Xue Qiao.

"At that time," Xue Qiao said suddenly, his voice was very calm, even a little cold, "I called you from behind, why didn't you stop?"

Bi He was stunned.

It took him a long time to realize that what Xue Qiao was talking about was not long ago, when he received a text message from Sister Rui, and before he had time to think, he turned and ran out of Xue Qiao's house.

He suddenly remembered the car following him that he saw in the rearview mirror, and he was even more sure that Xue Qiao had been following him.

It was even more confirmed that Xue Qiao already knew.

He felt a little empty in his heart, relieved yet at a loss.The two selves in my mind stopped fighting, because the black-haired Bi He had long since disappeared.

He opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Xue Qiao's tone and expression were unfamiliar enough to scare him, a feeling rose in his heart that he would be blamed and that he would never be friends with Xue Qiao. He even began to blame himself, why did he spread such clumsy words in the first place? lie.

He was silent for a long time, and suddenly smiled with the corners of his lips pulled, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were covered with the carelessness of the yellow-haired Bihe: "Oh, are you in charge?"