After being hit by a demon that fell from the sky

When Zhang Yan got out of the car, Yin An who was waiting at the door immediately greeted him.The two looked at each other with solemn expressions on each other, and hurried into Wu Qin's ward one after the other.

There are quite a few people already standing in the ward.

Wu Qin just woke up not long ago, sitting on the bed, not in a good mood, forced to smile when he saw him, and called his and Yin An's names.

He was so badly hurt that he had to stop and rest after speaking a few words.

It turned out that the more and more frequent magic attacks these days were manipulated by someone. When he was refining, he vaguely saw the figure of that person, but unfortunately he couldn't recognize who it was.

But now, the opponent's refining method is becoming more and more mature. If this black hand cannot be caught as soon as possible, the world may be in another catastrophe.

Zhang Yan looked around and saw that everyone was solemn, so he had no choice but to shut his mouth and swallow what he wanted to ask.

He couldn't go to Fang Qian's ward every day, so he mustered up the courage to send a message to Zhen Wen, but he never got a reply.

Until one day, a girl on Weibo suddenly broke the news that Fang Qian had woken up.

He quickly sent a private message using his previous account: Fang Qian woke up?When did this happen?There seems to be no official news yet, right?

The girl quickly replied: Last night.I have a friend who works in that hospital. What he told me is absolutely true. It seems that he will be discharged from the hospital after a few days of observation.Then the news will come out.

Zhang Yan put down the phone with a sigh of relief.

Since Fang Qian woke up, why didn't he contact himself immediately?But this little doubt was quickly overshadowed by the joy of knowing that Fang Qian was safe and sound.

I really want to hug him, say sorry to him, and tell him that he will never leave him again, as long as Fang Qian doesn't get tired of him, they will live a good life together.

He couldn't wait for Fang Qian to be discharged from the hospital, so he went to the hospital the next day.

Zhen Wen stayed with him in the ward. He waited outside Fang Qian's ward for a long time. As soon as Zhen Wen left, he couldn't wait to knock on the door of the ward.

"Fang Qian, it's me, Zhang Yan."

The door opened quickly, and Fang Qian, who was standing behind the door, was pale, his head was wrapped in gauze, and he was still very weak.

Zhang Yan stepped into the ward.Finally confirming that Fang Qian is safe and sound, he was so excited that he could barely speak: "I heard you woke up, so I came to see you, it's great that you're fine..."

He was about to hold Fang Qian's hand, but Fang Qian avoided it without a trace.

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking that Fang Qian was still angry with him, he quickly said: "Are you angry with me? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hang up on your phone..." Halfway through the speech, he stopped again and said in a low voice Apologizing, "No, it's all my fault..."

The young man still looked at him indifferently, his expression as cold as ice, Zhang Yan panicked: "Fang Qian, what's wrong with you?"

Fang Qian's pupils were dark, as if a storm was brewing: "Who is He Lanjue?"

The blood on his face faded away, but Zhang Yan still spoke with a little luck: "You... what are you talking about? What He Lanjue?"

Fang Qian's complexion became even worse, he gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you pretending to be stupid? You call me He Lanjue when you kiss me, and He Lanjue when you call me when you're drunk. When you look at me, it's like looking at someone else." one person……"

Zhang Yan quickly denied: "I... am not what you think."

Fang Qian pursued closely: "What's the matter?"

how?Zhang Yan suddenly didn't know how to explain clearly.

The silence only added fuel to the flames. Fang Qian pushed him against the wall, grabbed his collar, and said through gritted teeth, "Zhang Yan, how long are you going to lie to me?"

There was a sharp pain in his back, and Zhang Yan was also angry. Regardless of Fang Qian's weakness, he pushed him back: "What did I lie to you? You fucking calm down!"

Fang Qian staggered back two steps and almost fell to the ground. He grabbed the bed rail to stabilize his body, but his eyes looked at Zhang Yan without blinking, and tears slowly overflowed: "Calm down? Zhang Yan, look Isn't it funny to see me being stupid?"

The moment Zhang Yan pushed him, Zhang Yan already regretted it, but he couldn't take that step no matter what, facing Fang Qian's tears, he only felt a deep powerlessness: "You remember it? "

The young man seemed to have lost all his strength suddenly. He lowered his shoulders and his voice choked up: "Did you never love me at all?"

Zhang Yan remained silent and did not answer.

At this moment, his feverish mind seemed to be suddenly cooled down by a bucket of cold water.

It was his fault that Fang Qian was injured, as long as he was still by Fang Qian's side, this kind of thing would happen again and again.

That's right, they were not from the same world. From the very beginning, he shouldn't have involved Fang Qian.

Only by leaving can we truly protect him.

"Yes, I have never loved you," he heard himself say, his heart pierced, "I have always regarded you as He Lanjue's substitute."

Fang Qian raised his head abruptly, and tears fell from his eyes.

He quickly wiped away the tears on his face, turned his back, and whispered: "Get out of here, I don't want to see you again."

Zhang Yan glanced at his back with nostalgia, turned around and left the ward.

Night fell to Chenhai, the cold wind was still bitter at the end of February, howling outside the window, the lights in the ward illuminated the place as bright as day, Fang Qian sat on the hospital bed blankly.A posture has been maintained for hours without realizing it.

After Zhang Yan left, the originally empty room became even more empty and silent.Empty than the room is the heart in the chest.

Don't think about him, sanely speaking, don't think about the man who played with you and cheated you.

But Zhang Yan's figure stubbornly lingered.

The pain in his head seemed to explode, and the illusion captured him again, and he couldn't help but return to the boundless manjushahua.The man with white hair and black clothes was still in place, his figure was as lonely as a black and white silhouette.

"Are you here?" He turned around and smiled slightly, and the manjusawa all over the mountains and plains were also eclipsed.

Fang Qian froze in place, with fear in his eyes.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" He Lanjue said, "You want to return to your body, you have obtained the truth, isn't this enough to satisfy you?"

Satisfy?

How is it possible to be satisfied?

He looked at the man, with a cold joke on the corner of his mouth: "Aren't you proud to see me chasing him in vain? He still loves you, but he just regards me as your substitute."

"Proud?" There was no trace of joy on the man's beautiful face, like a mirror covered with dust. His eyes were downcast, revealing heavy sorrow. After a long silence, he whispered to himself: "He is in so much pain, how can I Will be proud? I wish he didn't remember me."

The blood rain did not know when it fell again, pattering, passing through the man's body, when the raindrops passed over the man's face, it was almost like a tear of blood, beautiful, but piercing into the heart.

"He loves you." He Lanjue said, the words seemed to cause him pain, and his expression was slightly distorted.

However, Fang Qian didn't believe a word of He Lanjue's words.

"How long are you going to fool me?" He suddenly approached He Lanjue, but was stopped by the invisible barrier again, resentment flashed in his eyes, "I will never let anyone manipulate me!"

"You are wrong." He Lanjue sighed softly, as imperceptible as a drop of water falling into a lake, but as shocking as thunder, "Don't torture him, torture yourself too."

After saying this, he seemed unwilling to say any more, and turned his back.

But Fang Qian opened his eyes suddenly, the clock pointed to 7:16, and the ward was still empty and there was no one around.

When he was attacked by a demon and his life was hanging by a thread, it was this beautiful and strange man who appeared and rescued him.

He Lanjue.

The first time he saw him, the name jumped out of his mind, and at the same time, all the memories flooded him and overwhelmed him.

Why did Zhang Yan always call him He Lanjue, why did Zhang Yan look at him with such eyes, the clues were connected together, like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, pieced together the truth.

All doubts were answered in an instant, even though the answer caused him pain.

For several days in a coma on that hospital bed, his soul wandered in the vast sea of ​​flowers on the other side, trying to find a different answer.

Those memories were so real, so heavy, they knocked him to the ground.

He didn't want to believe it, he prayed that everything was just a cruel illusion, but his reason told him that everything was real.

What Zhang Yan loves is He Lanjue.

He doesn't love me, so he doesn't love me.

He kept repeating this sentence, allowing himself to be soaked by the rain of blood, until his body finally stopped shaking.

Fang Qian lowered his shoulders and picked himself up as if afraid of the cold.

Why admit it?As long as Zhang Yan told him that he was the only one he loved, no matter if it was a lie or the truth, he would believe it without hesitation.

But Zhang Yan didn't, he didn't even want to lie to him, he didn't even make this little effort, he just walked away easily.

From beginning to end, he was trying to get close to him.

From the beginning to the end, in Zhang Yan's eyes, he was just the shell of He Lanjue.No matter how humble you are to the extreme, you still can't exchange the sincerity of your loved one.

Fang Qian closed his eyes.Tears burst down like a bank.

But he fell in love with him.

The room was pitch black, and Zhang Yan would hardly have been aware of the passage of time if it wasn't for the gradually intensifying burning pain in his stomach.

It turned out that he had been sitting in a daze for several hours, Fang Qian's red eyes and tears were constantly hovering in front of his eyes.

The dull pain in the chest was slowly replaced by a numbness.It's not that I never thought that there would be such a day, but I have been paralyzing myself.

Zhang Yan gave a wry smile, got up and turned on the light, and ordered cloud leg fried rice, after eating a few mouthfuls, he felt that the rice was salty, spicy and gritted his teeth, after a few mouthfuls, he lost his appetite completely.

He held up his chopsticks, looked at the greasy food under the dim light, and thought mockingly, isn't this his life?Just like this bowl of fried rice with cloud legs, whether it is delicious or not, you have to eat it to fill your cramped stomach and empty heart, and to recharge your useless body to keep it alive.

The time spent with Fang Qian was like a dream, everything was his wishful thinking, and he should have woken up long ago.

However, as I ate and ate, my eyes became wet.He stopped his chopsticks and sat there blankly for a while. At this moment, there was a knock on the door in the apartment. Zhang Yan collected his expression, threw away the takeaway box, and went to open the door. He saw Wu Qin standing outside the door, all dressed up. The black clothes carried the cold air of the winter night.

"Why did you leave the hospital? Are you feeling better?" He asked in surprise.

However, Wu Qin ignored his question, with a heavy expression on his face: "The thing we were most worried about happened."

"What?" Zhang Yan didn't respond immediately.

"Traces of monsters appeared in three cities at the same time, and there was more than one case." Wu Qin said briefly.

Zhang Yan's heart trembled: "That is to say..." It won't be too far from the time when monsters will emerge on a large scale.

The two looked at each other, full of worry.

"Leave now?" Zhang Yan asked.

Wu Qin nodded: "Let's go now."