lonely city, lonely love

Gu Anfeng had a very long dream, the scenes in it were intermittent, and he didn't know what he was talking about. Many people came and left.

There was a little pain in the back of the hand, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, and what he saw was a strange face, so a triumphant voice came in immediately: "Look, I am a miracle doctor."

"An Feng! An Feng!" Sheng Xilan rushed forward and said softly, "What do you think?"

"It's okay, it's just a little fever, and it's not because you are too much." Su Mu on the side said casually, picked up the infusion bottle, hung it aside and squeezed Sheng Xilan away, "Let's get an injection."

A bit unable to react, I saw the thin and pointed needle poked under the blood vessel, and the blood slowly flowed out and then slowly flowed back. One, two, and three tapes stuck to Gu Anfeng's hand, and the infusion just started.

I wanted to struggle, but I just moved a little bit, and I was grabbed. Looking at Su Mu's eyes, there was an inexplicable coldness: "Don't move, if it happens, I won't be responsible." The tone was extremely exaggerated enthusiasm , the mouth does not match the heart.

Without moving again, Gu Anfeng looked at Su Mu in confusion, and the other party quickly lowered his head and began to prepare the medicine, still chattering non-stop: "These are medicines, remember to take them on time."

Sheng Xilan listened quietly on the side, remembering patiently, the long eyelashes covered his expression, he was very preoccupied, he was not at all like the high-spirited Sheng Xilan before.

After Su Mu left, Gu Anfeng spoke with a hoarse voice: "What's wrong with you?"

"I didn't take good care of you." Sheng Xilan said slowly, looking at Gu Anfeng, his eyes were dark and dark, full of self-blame, walked over, sat gently on the side of the bed, and touched Gu Anfeng face, "Fortunately, it's not so burnt."

"It's okay." Gu Anfeng closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled, and he seemed a little tired, but the smile on the corner of his mouth did not wipe away, "Sheng Xilan, I suddenly feel that there is something familiar, is it before..." It stopped abruptly when it came to the mouth, how should I ask this?Am I also below?No matter what this sentence is, it is extremely weird.

"Gu Anfeng, stop thinking about it." Sheng Xilan touched Gu Anfeng's face, covered his forehead with a cold towel, took another look at his infusion bottle, smiled, and said very gently, "It was mine last night." The problem is that I want to see your reaction, don't think about it, I don't have any entanglements with those girls."

"What are you talking about?" Eyes widened sharply, and then an uncontrollable voice rose, "So, Anxi also knows?"

A silence answered him.And the man turned his head guiltily.

"Are you all plotting against me?" He said with certainty, his eyes were also extremely cold, looking at Sheng Xilan's appearance, he was a little angry and a little puzzled, "Why? Is it because I don't want to?"

Such a naked question, with a bit of inexplicable smell of blood, and a bit of inexplicable ridicule, seems to be a very funny thing.Gu Anfeng looked at the dripping infusion, and gradually tightened his hands, not knowing what he could hold. He knew that such a question was too sharp, but he just couldn't help but want to open the wound to ask.

"You... think so?" Sheng Xilan's eyes turned cold. Seeing Gu Anfeng's appearance, he couldn't help but smile, a little unbelievable. The medicine in his hand was gently let go, and he didn't know when it fell onto the quilt , gently, without any sound.

"I'm just asking you if it's because of this?" Gu Anfeng was also stubborn, his whole body was burned and weak, but he persisted and asked.

"Yes." Sheng Xilan nodded calmly, agreeing, the indifference at the corner of his mouth couldn't be ignored, it stung Gu Anfeng's eyes, making him unable to express more indifference and sarcasm.

What was originally promised to be strong became extraordinarily fragile in an instant.

Sheng Xilan got up slowly, turned around and went to the kitchen, and began to prepare food for Gu Anfeng. Although he had a fever and lost his appetite, he still had to eat something or his health would not be good.

A little water, a little rice, boiled is a very good white porridge, I don't know why, it got mushy.

The water was white and kept tumbling, and there were some white rice grains, which kept tumbling on the pot, making a violent gurgling sound as if mocking Sheng Xilan.

Finally, he stretched out his hand and threw the whole pot into the sink, making a loud noise, all the porridge in the pot poured out, and splashed on the back of Sheng Xilan's hand, which turned red, but he didn't have the heart to feel the pain anymore.

Gu Anfeng came out with bare feet and wearing loose pajamas. Looking at Sheng Xilan's background and a large piece of red on his hand, he frowned involuntarily: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Turning around, looking at Gu Anfeng: "I'm fine. You go back quickly. You're still sick."

The words of concern remained unchanged.The memory is the same as last night, deep, I don't know when it has been deeply rooted, and it can no longer be changed.

"Sheng Xilan." She said hoarsely.

"Huh?" He didn't look at Gu Anfeng with his eyes closed, and his voice was also faint, pretending that nothing happened.

"Let's not quarrel, shall we?" This is the first time Gu Anfeng has been subdued. Even if he loved Chi Yan back then, he was unwilling to be subdued. Gu Anfeng has his own pride and indifference. Willing to throw in the towel.So Chi Yan said over and over again, Gu Anfeng, in fact, you are the most indifferent one.

This time Gu Anfeng softened, because he didn't like the feeling of arguing with Sheng Xilan, it was probably a quarrel with his own heart, no matter who wins or loses, he is the one who is sad.

Sighing, he patted Gu Anfeng's head, and said in an extremely calm voice, "Gu Anfeng, why are you so stubborn." He was willing to give in, but still stubbornly believed that this matter was Sheng Xilan's problem.

Looking up at Sheng Xilan, there were tears in his eyes, but they still didn't fall. His voice was choked with sobs: "Sheng Xilan, I'm just afraid, I don't want to be deceived...I..." Speech incoherently like a child who lost his way.

"An Feng, An Feng!" Gently hugged Gu Anfeng, feeling the frailty of the young man, and finally sighed, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, it's my fault. I won't be like this in the future. I won't force you to do anything Yes. In fact, I regret it too."