The floating world sinks slightly

"Okay, why can't you think about it all of a sudden?" Mo Chengshen pulled He Tanwen's left hand and placed it on his lap, on his snow-white wrist, wrapped in thicker and whiter gauze layer by layer, far away. It looks shocking.

"No, I accidentally peeled the apple." He Tanwen subconsciously wanted to retract his left hand, but his fingers were held tightly by Mo Chengshen, and he couldn't move for a while.

"Yeah, peeling an apple, what kind of apple is worth staying up in the middle of the night to peel it, and then accidentally cut a deep cut on your wrist, besides, this cut was also actively soaked in water Here, you really peeled a good apple, could it be that this apple has become a fine one." Mo Cheng raised his eyebrows and looked at He Tanwen, his eyes full of teasing.

As if unintentionally, his other hand began to gently stroke the edge of the junction between the gauze and the skin on He Tanwen's wrist. He Tanwen's skin was cool, and the roughness of the gauze and the smoothness of the skin coexisted in Mo Chengshen's touch. The fingertips moved.

"I—" He Tanwen wanted to explain something, he glanced at Qin Jiaoyang, who was still scratching his neck and refused to leave, until he changed into a begging expression again, that person went out resentfully.

"You know everything?" Seeing Qin Jiaoyang walk to the door, He Tanwen asked tentatively.

"Yeah, I know everything I should know and what I shouldn't know." Seeing He Tanwen's cautious look, Mo Chengshen decided to trick him.

In fact, all he knew was that the child cut his wrist early this morning, and then soaked his hands in water. It was only discovered after a long time, and then he was sent to the hospital.

According to Qin Jiaoyang's three-stick temperament, he can't beat a dull fart, but if you don't want to say anything, it's useless to ask him.

"You talkative." He Tanwen withdrew his hand from Mo Chengshen's leg. He slammed the edge of the bed violently, but he grinned in pain, "I told him a long time ago not to talk nonsense. Sometimes I thought he wasn't such a gossip anymore, but who knows that his nature is hard to change, and he hasn't changed at all."

"In that case, will you hate me?" He Tanwen calmed down for a while, never mentioned Qin Jiaoyang again, but turned to look at Mo Chengshen.

hatred?Mo Chengshen didn't know what the word hate meant, so he shook his head carelessly.

"Forgive me, don't you? Then you, will you move back soon?" Mo Chengshen looked at his longing eyes, and the hand that suddenly grabbed his hand. It may be because the movement was too big just now, and the inside of the gauze , faintly revealing a little blood, looking particularly frightening.

But it was impossible for Mo Chengshen to move back.

He didn't know what to say more, He Tanwen's mood was extremely unstable, and he was afraid that he would stimulate his fragile nerves again.

"Sleep well, I'll go out and have a chat with Qin Jiaoyang, and I'll be back right away." Mo Chengshen helped He Tanwen to lie down, and wrapped the quilt for him.

Before he left, he subconsciously glanced at the patient information card at the end of the bed. Well, the column for the name was written too scribbled, but he could still see the first word, which was definitely not He.

Under He Tanwen's scorching gaze, he walked out of the ward and closed the door.

Qin Jiaoyang stood against the light and stood at the end of the corridor, looking up at the sky outside the window, with his hands seemingly casually in his trouser pockets.

Looking at it from a distance, it is a little melancholy, in short, it has an indescribable taste.

As proud as he is, he shouldn't have such a back view.

Mo Cheng looked at it deeply for a while, then stepped forward step by step, and patted him on the shoulder, "The He Tanwen I know should be lively and jumping, or at least should be used to look at stupid human beings. look at us contemptuously."

Qin Jiaoyang smiled wryly, "He told you?" Before Mo Chengshen could reply, he continued, "I don't believe it."

"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, I'm not a fool after all." Mo Cheng shrugged deeply.

"I knew from the beginning that I couldn't be fooled, but he insisted on insisting and wouldn't listen to anything." Qin Jiaoyang sighed, "What can I do, I can only go on with him." The last sentence was full of voice. Choked up, I don't know if he is going to laugh or is about to cry.

Mo Chengshen ignored Qin Jiaoyang, he stared at the corner of the wall, there was a small, black, round bug crawling there, trying to climb up the wall.

The first time, it failed, the second time, it failed again, then the third time, and the fourth time, even if it failed every time, the bug was still climbing up like the first time .

What a fool, Mo Chengshen sighed silently.

"He loves you, but I love him." It took Qin Jiaoyang, or He Tanwen a long time to say something out of nowhere, "He always thinks he's good at acting, but you don't know anything."

"I really don't know anything, the past, the present, the future. He is still him, you are still you, his name is He Tanwen, and you will still be Qin Jiaoyang." Mo Chengshen turned his eyes away from the bug, and turned his head , looking into Qin Jiaoyang's eyes.

"I understand." Qin Jiaoyang stared at his hands that were red because of tangling just now.

"Tell me, why he can't think about it. Now, you can tell me." Mo Chengshen scratched his fingernails on the palm of his hand.

"When you go to school, he keeps talking about, what, the dictionary." Qin Jiaoyang frowned, trying to remember, "I don't know more about it."

"Dictionary." Mo Chengshen repeated it several times in his mouth, and then he smiled.

"Qin Jiaoyang, in fact, He Tanwen is right about one thing. You are still meddling in your own business."

"Really? He actually said something like that?" Qin Jiaoyang also smiled, "He's right. It's emotional and reasonable. I shouldn't have gotten involved in your affairs."

He paused again and sighed, "But I am human after all. As long as I am human, I will have a heart. People are so good at acting. You can see their demeanor and expressions, but you can never see them." I know what they are thinking. What they say, what they do, what is true and what is false, sometimes they can't tell the difference. After a long time, it seems that everything can be deceived, but no matter how , as long as he is still a person, he will not be able to deceive his own heart after all."

Mo Chengshen interrupted Qin Jiaoyang's tirade, "Don't think about these things, and don't be self-willed anymore, you are not children anymore. Persuade him well, you should too, let it go sooner."

"It's not that easy, many things, can you let go?" Qin Jiaoyang looked at Mo Chengshen's back, as if muttering to himself.

Mo Chengshen didn't answer his words, turned around and went back to the ward.