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The smell of disinfectant was still so pungent, and the white sheets and curtains really compared with the snow scene outside, but the doctors in white coats blended in without any violation.

Chen Yan on the hospital bed only slightly opened his eyes, looking at the two staring people beside the bed, even the most basic smile was very difficult, the whole person was so weak that he could only move his eyelids and fingers.

"The patient's condition is basically stable, please rest assured the two family members, then I will go to work first, just call me if there is anything to do," said the young doctor holding a blue notebook with curled lips.

"Okay, thank you!" Xiao Yihan nodded, watched the door being gently closed before turning around to comfort Chen Yan, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Chen Yan slowly pulled his eyelids, pulled up the corner of his mouth with difficulty to smile, moved his fingers, and then a weak voice slowly sounded, saying: "No."

"What do you want to eat? When you recover, my brother will buy you all," Chen Mo said.

"I want to eat the food made by my brother," Chen Yan said with the corners of his eyes bent.

"Okay, if you want to eat, you have to take good care of your body, you know?" Chen Mo touched the back of his hand with a gentle expression.

"Brother, I just had a dream," Chen Yan said.

"What dream?" Chen Mo tilted his head and asked.

"I...I seem to be dreaming...Brother Tianyu...crying...crying very sadly," Chen Yan said, "Brother...Is Brother Tianqi okay? When I can walk on the ground, can I go and see him? "

Chen Mo paused for the hand he was holding, his eyes dodged and he didn't know how to answer, swallowed his saliva, and stammered: "Okay... ok."

"Brother...I want to sleep for a while," Chen Yan said.

"Okay," Chen Mo put his index finger to his mouth, and said softly, "Don't talk, go to sleep, brother is watching here."

"En!" Chen Yan hooked his little finger with his finger, and after a while, he slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Yihan leaned against the wall and played with his mobile phone, looking up from time to time to see Chen Mo who was sitting on the chair, and Chen Yan who had closed his eyes on the hospital bed.

The mobile phone has been set to vibrate since the morning, and the vibration almost fell from his hand, and the vibrating 'buzz' sound spread throughout the ward.

Chen Mo turned his head just now, so frightened that he immediately got Mute, he pointed to the door and then tiptoed out, closing the door gently before he dared to pick it up.

"Hello?" It was Yan Ziyan who called, Xiao Yihan sat on the chair next to the ward and listened to the other end.

"Are you at home?" Yan Ziyan asked.

"No, I'm in the hospital, what's wrong?" Xiao Yihan said.

"Oh...it's okay, I'll just ask casually," Yan Ziyan's tone suddenly lost and he hesitated to speak, "Then what, call me if you need anything, I'll hang up, goodbye."

Xiao Yihan sat on the chair with the phone in a daze, thinking to himself, this girl is either having a brain twitch or is sick, just ask Meng Miao about anything she wants to ask, and hangs up after just a few words for a long time.

As soon as he stood up abruptly, he happened to meet Chen Mo who came out of the closed door, put his mobile phone into his trouser pocket, tilted his head and looked into the ward through the window, and asked, "Asleep?"

"En," Chen Mo nodded and said, "Who's calling?"

"Your brother," Xiao Yihan shrugged his shoulders, "I probably want to ask Meng Miao about something, but I can't say it."

"I don't care about their affairs," Chen Mo stretched his hands to the top of his head, and said with a sigh of relief, "There is an ice skating rink nearby, do you want to teach me?"

"Success, I haven't played for a long time, and my nerves are a little tense recently, so I need to relax." Xiao Yihan stretched out his hand and rubbed his earlobe, "You didn't just buy an earring, did you?"

"How can that be?" Chen Mo took out a similar earring from his coat pocket and gave it to him, "Come on, put it on."

"Okay!" Xiao Yihan cooperatively picked up the earrings, poked lightly at the pierced ears, turned his head and kissed Chen Mo's cheek again, "Beauty, can you warm the bed tonight?"

"To be considered." Chen Mo patted his collar and then pulled it away, "Let's go, brother will take you to buy a scarf."

"Okay! Thank you, Brother Dachen," Xiao Yihan hooked his waist directly, although it can't be close to the body like Xia Tian's, but it's not bad to be next to each other.

"By the way, is tomorrow Christmas Eve?" Chen Mo asked suddenly as soon as he walked to the side of the road.

"Yes," Xiao Yihan answered casually, and suddenly remembered what the old beggar on the overpass said.

It is a blessing or a curse, a fate or a calamity.

When he came back to his senses, Chen Mo had already taken him to a shop in the shopping mall, which sold hats, scarves and masks, which made his eyes dazzled.

The salesperson in winter uniform stood in front of the counter and showed them a standard eight-tooth smile, waiting for them to finish their needs and go to check out.

Chen Mo rummaged through the pile of scarves, picked a red one and pulled it out, touched the cotton on it, raised his head and called him, saying: "Come here."

"En?" Xiao Yihan put down his hat and got it, just turned around and wrapped a scarf around his neck, "This one? Sao red?"

"I think it's good." Chen Mo took out another similar scarf from the pile of scarves, "Just this one, festive."

"Wait," Xiao Yihan touched the scarf which was quite warm, looked at the pile of scarves and said, "Buy one for Xiaochen too?"

"Okay," Chen Mo stuffed the scarf in his hand, and started looking for another one.

"I went to the counter, I found it and went there directly," Xiao Yihan pulled the scarf off his neck, took two festive big red scarves, and walked to the counter cheerfully.

He put the two pieces on the counter, leaned against the wall like a limp bone, and waited for Chen Mo to come over. Bored, he began to look at the decoration style of the store and the supplies.

"Sir, do you want to pay the bill?" The salesman standing at the counter suddenly asked.

"Wait a while, I'll buy another one," Xiao Yihan turned his head and smiled, stretched his neck and shouted inside, "Dachen, haven't you chosen yet?"

After this sentence, no one responded, and it took a while to see Chen Mo walking out slowly, holding a few pairs of gloves in addition to the scarf in his hand, walked to the counter and said domineeringly: "Check out!"

Xiao Yihan smiled wryly and took out his wallet to pay the bill, then stuffed the wallet into Chen Mo's hand, holding the bag in one hand and leading Chen Mo in the other.

"Welcome next time!"

Xiao Yihan turned his head to look at the salesman with straight eyes, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly, the snow outside did not know when it stopped, there were footprints on the snow.

The wind blowing head-on felt a little cold on the face. If it was bigger, it would be hard to open the eyes. The heavy snow had faded and the shadow of the sun could finally be seen in the clouds.

He walked with Chen Mo all the way to the skating rink. There were not too many people, but there were not many. He took off his heavy coat and left only a sweater, put on his skates and stepped into the arena.

Crowds of little girls clutching their clothes one after another became the focus of the skating rink, and the laughter instantly overshadowed other people's chatting words.

He pulled Chen Mo to stand at an inconspicuous corner, held Chen Mo's hands tightly with both hands, taught him face to face, and lowered his head to watch the next step of his feet.

The others were having a great time skating, just like the two of them nailed nails to their feet, because they would become unstable every time they moved. There are still many people who teach skating like the two of them hand in hand, but like the two of them They are the only ones holding hands among the elders, so those who pass by have to turn their heads to look at them before they are reconciled.

"What dick|bastard, my brain was kicked by a donkey." Chen Mo lowered his head and began to curse, the more he stared at the shoes that looked like hot wheels, he felt annoyed, "The brain twitch wants to come and learn this."

"Let's take it slowly, I didn't fall less when I was learning, and I didn't get annoyed," Xiao Yihan slowly let go of Chen Mo's hand, put it on his waist, and slid behind him to be next to his ear He said softly, "Just slide forward, I will not let you fall."

Chen Mo nodded hesitantly, and took the first step after stepping into the venue for so long, his obviously unbalanced body was straightened by Xiao Yihan just as soon as he tilted, he licked his lower lip subconsciously, and decided today with all his heart Must learn.

He slowly slid forward, but what was in his head was the video of Xiao Yihanliu from before, which melted into his body bit by bit, infecting him like magic.

Footsteps, figure, being on the scene, he remembers every step and every movement clearly, thinking, what was Xiao Yihan thinking when he was skating, and what is he thinking now?

Oh... all he was thinking about was Xiao Yihan.

Suddenly, his brain waves seemed to be disconnected and he woke up. When he looked around, he realized that he had slipped from one end to the other. Xiao Yihan didn't know when he let go of his hand. He didn't even know what he was at this moment. In terms of mood, I only know that my heart is beating so fast that it is about to bulge.

When he turned around and looked at the other side, he saw Xiao Yihan leaning against the railing with his chin raised and the corner of his mouth raised, looking at him, his figure heightened by wearing roller skates appeared even more slender.

Chen Mo couldn't bear to be in front of that person, so he slipped to the opposite of Xiao Yihan in a few moments, and said with a little excitement: "Do I have learned this?"

"Forget it, you were handsome just now," Xiao Yihan praised vigorously with a smile on his face.

"When did you let go of your hand, why don't you tell me," Chen Mo clenched his fist and thumped his chest lightly, then leaned against the railing as well.

"I'm telling you that maybe you didn't learn it so quickly," Xiao Yihan raised his arms and put them on his shoulders, his whole body leaned up, stretched his neck and smacked on Chen Mo's face, raised his head and said, " You just had a section that I skated before, and your stealth skills are a bit powerful."

"What stealth, I just recorded a video," Chen Mo said dissatisfiedly.

"Oh~ video," Xiao Yihan deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the words and looked at him from the corner of his eyes, "So..."

"I want to see you ice skating," Chen Mo tilted his head a little guilty and began to interrupt.

"Wait," Xiao Yihan kicked his back foot, and his whole body slid a long way along with the shoes, and then ran around in the crowd.

It should be said that it is better than running around. At the beginning of the slide, it was a random run, but after the slide, it started to slide in a decent manner, which was different from the previous ones.

The corners of Xiao Yihan's mouth raised slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Chen Mo. The smell emanating from his body, Wu Yi was not telling those people, I am very happy, I am very happy, and I have another person I love very much looking at me Ice skating, really don't blind the eyes of single dogs.

Even though he was sweating profusely, he still squandered his arms and legs, and his cheerful steps were like dancing. In the end, Xiao Yihan slipped directly from the other side to Chen Mo's side, and when he was about to approach, he just knelt down on one knee and let him The impact slid in front of Chen Mo.

Xiao Yihan took Chen Mo's left hand, looked up at Chen Mo who was smiling and looking at him the same way, lowered his head and gently pressed his lips on the back of Chen Mo's hand.

After a long time, the moment he raised his head, ear-piercing screams sounded in his ears at the same time, most of which came from the screams of the girls on the skating rink.

"Would you like to watch it?" Xiao Yihan gasped for breath, just as he wiped the sweat off his head when Chen Mo pulled him up.

"Don't read it," Chen Mo shook his head with a chuckle.

"If you want to see me stop skating, I'm afraid you'll argue and marry me if I go down," Xiao Yihan said shamelessly in front of the crowd.

As soon as his butt touched the chair, he began to take off his dead skates, put on a heavy coat, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and was startled when he clicked on it, "Wow..."

"What did you see?" Chen Mo put on his shoes, put on his coat and shook, picked up the bag next to him and just raised his head to meet Xiao Yihan's lit phone screen, and subconsciously took out his hand to look at it Look, the mouth can't help but say "Wow..."

"My brother... is he really okay recently? Why do I think he must be a little out of his head, why do he make so many phone calls when he's okay," Chen Mo said.

"What if... something happens?" Xiao Yihan said while staring at the dozen or so calls on his phone.

"I'll call and ask," Chen Mo glanced sideways at Xiao Yihan, and dialed the first number in the call log, and he answered in seconds.

"Brother," Chen Mo said.

But after this sentence, I haven't heard Chen Mo say the second sentence for a long time. I don't know what Yan Ziyan said, but Chen Mo frowned while listening on the phone.

Chen Mo slowly put down the phone in his hand and put it in his pocket, turned his head and stared into Xiao Yihan's eyes for a while before speaking, "My house was destroyed, and something happened to your brother Meng Miao, my brother told us to go back quickly. "

After saying this, Xiao Yihan immediately came to his senses, and rushed out together with Chen Mo in his bag, the long road was covered with snow, and the two of them didn't stop until the snow stuck to their shoes became a little heavy. I got down and stood on the side of the road, took a car and got in.

For a moment, he felt that Nanyuan District was so far away, even in a car, and he never let go of Chen Mo's hand along the way.

When Ji Ji hurried home, what he saw was the living room that had been robbed, the drawers and cabinets were turned over in a mess, the sofa and chairs were overturned, and when he walked in, he could see Yan Ziyan standing on the balcony smoking a cigarette .

Although he was wearing a suit and leather shoes as usual, but now he gave people a sense of decadence. When he saw the two of them coming over, he didn't speak, but kept smoking. There must have been a pack of cigarettes thrown on the ground, each of which was not smoked. The smoke up to the butt of the cigarette showed Yan Ziyan's restless mood.

Yan Ziyan held the cigarette between two fingers, put it in his mouth, and took a sharp puff. He spit the smoke ring into the air and was blown away by the wind. Over there.

Xiao Yihan lifted the crooked chair at his feet, walked towards the balcony step by step, leaned on the railing in the same posture, glanced at Yan Ziyan and said, "What did your second uncle do?"

Yan Ziyan glanced at him sideways, spit out the smoke rings in his mouth and raised his head, so hoarse that he let out an "um" from his throat.

"I'm here to look for Zhuizi," Chen Mo's voice came from behind, followed by the sound of Chen Mo sighing slightly as he straightened the chair and sat on it.

"Where's Meng Miao?" Xiao Yihan suddenly realized a serious problem, and asked Yan Ziyan with wide-eyed eyes, but Yan Ziyan responded for a long time with his head in his arms, so he continued to ask, "By you two Uncle caught it?"

"I don't know, it might be," Yan Ziyan said, "I've sent people to look for it, I'm really going crazy."

"Your second uncle wants to use Meng Miao to threaten you to hand over the pendant?" Xiao Yihan turned around and walked to the living room irritably, kicked the fallen cabinet by the side of the cabinet, "Why do you have nothing to do at home?" What kind of family seal is the broken pendant, what should we do now?"

Yan Ziyan threw away the remaining half of the cigarette, stepped on it with his feet, straightened his stiff waist, pulled back the white curtain that was blown by the wind, looked at Chen Mo with a blank expression, and then turned to Xiao Yihan, stepped over the messy things on the ground and walked to the door.

"Where are you going?" Chen Mo interrupted and asked.

Yan Ziyan didn't look back, but just paused, and said with anger in a cold tone, "Look for Yan En'an."

Yan En'an, his second uncle, the person who originally thought of blood relationship and didn't want to make too much trouble, now completely angered him.

Yan Ziyan didn't close the door when he went out, and when he calmed down, he could vaguely hear the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground in the corridor. The footsteps were heavy and the owner felt tired. The pause was followed by the sound of the elevator reaching the floor, and it took a long time to calm down again. .

Xiao Yihan sighed deeply, took a step to clean up the things on the ground, and walked to the door before standing up and walking to the opposite side. The door was not locked, and it opened with a push. It was not as messy as Chen Mo's house was smashed inside, but it was not much better. where to go.

There were obvious traces of fighting, and the image of Meng Miao fighting with a group of men in black popped up in his head instantly. The opponent was so crowded, Meng Miao bumped into the sofa, knocked over the cup on the coffee table, and the chair was sprawled all over the place. lie on the floor.

When he walked into the balcony, he finally understood why Yan Ziyan was so angry. The blood on the ground was somewhat dried by the wind, and even the white curtains were stained a little.

I don't know if Meng Miao is as stubborn as he thought, but the pool of blood on the ground is enough to prove that Meng Miao was seriously injured.

Xiao Yihan stepped over the bloodstain carefully and walked into the bedroom. The room was as clean as ever, and even the furnishings were untouched. The quilts were neatly stacked on the head of the bed, and it looked like no one had come in for a long time. Meng Miao probably also They all slept in the next room.

The photo on the wall made him smile knowingly. He stretched out his hand to touch the side face. After a long time, he withdrew his hand and slowly returned to the room. He bent over and began to straighten the chair and straighten the sofa, and get rid of the bloody smell on the floor. Lock the door and return to Chen Mo's house.

"How is it?" Chen Mo wiped off the dust on his hands, stood up and asked.

Xiao Yihan looked at him and shook his head, sighed and said, "No, there's blood, I guess he didn't run away because of the injury."

"Don't worry, my brother will definitely find a way to find it." Chen Mo came over and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, turned his head and looked at the house that was getting worse and worse, sighed and murmured, "I don't want to clean it up anymore, Are you hungry, what do you want to eat?"

"Then let's not be too busy," Xiao Yihan put his arms around his shoulders and said, "Brother treats you to barbecue."

"Are you sure?" Chen Mo raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"It's a big deal, you pay the bill," Xiao Yihan suddenly thought of something and pretended to be wronged.