Slag Gong Sweet Pet White Moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

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On the first day of the new school term in March, students in Class [-] and [-] of Senior High School gathered together to copy their homework. The gloomy sky outside the window was drizzling with light rain, which was in stark contrast to the lively and cheerful atmosphere inside the house.

Different from the group of people copying their homework, Duan Xuanhe, who was leaning on the last row by the window, seemed to be a thief last night, lying on the table without any intention of waking up.

Duan Xuan and Chaos' brains went blank for a moment, and then frantically poured some fast-forward memory pictures into their minds like downloading a movie. Even if the pictures were transmitted very fast, it was enough for him to see clearly every frame. A second of content.

You can even see the intoxicating dimples on that smiling face...

With the continuous increase of memories, there is also the overwhelming guilt and heart-wrenching longing.

The noisy voices around suddenly stopped, Duan Xuanhe frowned, and still did not intend to open his eyes. This feeling of complete silence made him very insecure, as if he was the only one left in the world. This irresistible loneliness has a suffocating feeling.

Duan Xuanhe heard someone knocking on his ear a few times, "Brother Duan! Wake up! The old class is here!"

The voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

Duan Xuanhe didn't get up, didn't even move his eyelids, and the man stopped knocking after calling twice, just when he thought he could continue watching the movie of memory.

A burst of rattling sounds stopped beside him from far and near, and just as he was wondering what it was, a mid-spirited and angry shout exploded in his ears, "Duan Xuanhe—— !!!”

"Fuck!" Duan Xuanhe jumped up and rubbed his ears, "Who the hell is so sick, fuck me!"

"Hey, hello," the old class rolled up his sleeves and put his hips on his hips, "Duan Xuan and you are capable, you dare to sleep in the first class on the first day of school! How dare you disrespect the teacher, okay , call your dad over in the afternoon."

After Lao Ban finished speaking, he didn't look at him again, and walked back to the podium stepping on his high heels.

Just when Duan Xuanhe was confused about the situation and wanted to go back, he found a blue and white school uniform appeared in front of his eyes, and every young face was full of surprise that could not be concealed, as well as admiration and awesomeness in capital letters .

...... as if worshiping him.

Duan Xuanhe looked at his clothes inexplicably, and then raised his eyes to look at the woman who said she was going to invite parents just now, and he was stunned after just one glance!

Standing next to the tall, fat, middle-aged woman was a tall, thin, and as good-looking as he remembered... Lu Jing.

Dreaming again?

"Duan Xuan and you stand outside the classroom if you want to stand!" The old class took the blackboard eraser and knocked twice on the podium.

After being yelled at by the old class in the already silent classroom, it became as quiet as a chicken, and there was not even a big gasp.

Duan Xuanhe didn't stand out, nor did he sit down, he just leaned against the window sill and stared at the road without blinking.

Lu Jing nodded and smiled at him.

Duan Xuanhe's feet softened and he almost lost his footing.

Lu Jing didn't wear a blue and white school uniform, but a black coat with a white T-shirt inside. The monotonous black and white colors made him wear a visual beauty that is exciting.

It was still the fair and delicate face, with thick black hair and thin bangs covering the eyebrows and eyes, and the two red lips were opening and closing talking, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

As soon as the voice was closed, applause rang out in the classroom.

I was probably introducing myself just now.

The old class pointed to him the desk in the corner of the classroom, and then pointed to the middle position, Lu Jing nodded politely and walked towards Duan Xuanhe.

Every time Lu Jing took a step closer to Duan Xuanhe, the air around him became thinner, and his already short breathing seemed to stop suddenly at this moment.

When Lu Jing came to his side, he gave him another smile, and Duan Xuanhe almost drowned in those dimples.

Duan Xuanhe's numb brain didn't even hesitate for a tenth of a second. When Lu Jing was about to pass by him, Duan Xuanhe suddenly grabbed his wrist, the cool and delicate touch was like Like a piece of driftwood, he relied on this piece of driftwood to be able to breathe heavily.

"Student Duan," Lu Jingzheng stopped, and there was a hint of panic in his pleasant voice, "Is there something wrong?"

Even though it was a gloomy and rainy day, there was a dazzling light in Lu Jing's beautiful eyes. These lights were refracted into Duan Xuanhe's heart through the thin air, causing his heart to twitch with pain.

Whether it hurts or not...

As if deliberately torturing him.

"Brother Jing..." Duan Xuanhe looked at his wrist and shouted blankly.

Duan Xuanhe's voice was very small, but it was enough to spread throughout the quiet classroom. Some of the students turned their faces to look at Duan Xuanhe in horror. Even Duan Xuanhe's front desk had a "Brother Duan took the wrong medicine" looked at him.

"What are Duan Xuan and you doing!" The old class wrote down a large number of formulas on the blackboard before looking back to see this scene, "Student Renxin came to make trouble on the first day, didn't you? Let me go! "

Not happy?

No no I didn't!

I want Brother Jing to be happy, very happy, very happy.

Duan Xuanhe quickly let go of Lu Jing's wrist, "Do you want to move the table? You wait, I will move it for you."

"No need, I'll come by myself..." Before Lu Jing finished speaking, Duan Xuanhe had already walked over, picked up the table and walked back.

Just as Lu Jing was about to say thank you, he saw him put the table together with his own.

"Student Duan..." Lu Jing said helplessly, "There is one person in your class."

"What?" Duan Xuanhe was just about to turn around to get the stool. After hearing Lu Jing's words, he raised his eyes to look at the classroom again. Everyone was seated one by one, and the old class on the podium immediately couldn't hold back anymore. The east lion that held her roared.

Sure enough, the next second I heard the old class yelling on the podium, "Duan Xuan and you played blind during the winter vacation, didn't you see that everyone in the class is one person?"

Duan Xuanhe looked away nonchalantly, and then went to bring the chair over, "He studies well, I want to ask him to help me make up lessons."

"Dong Yu, look where the sun comes out." Lao Ban pointed to Duan Xuanhe's front desk.

Dong Yu naturally didn't look outside, but took a meaningful look at Duan Xuanhe, "It's raining outside the old class, where can I show you the sun?"

The class laughed in a low voice.

"Sit here." Duan Xuanhe wiped the stool with his school uniform.

Lu Jing looked at the face of the old class in the stands who was about to explode, and then smiled slightly at Duan Xuanhe, "If classmate Duan wants to make up the class, I can help you make up the class after class. You should listen to the lecture honestly."

After he finished speaking, he pulled the table away, leaving an aisle away from Duan Xuanhe's table.

Duan Xuanhe felt sore for a moment, then smiled dryly at Lu Jing.

Duan Xuanhe didn't hear what Duan Xuanhe was talking about throughout the class, so he just kept looking at Lu Jing with his chin on his hands, and he didn't even respond when the old class hit him with chalk twice in the middle.

Everyone in the class felt that Duan Xuanhe either took the winter vacation and changed his temper, or he took the wrong medicine when he went out, otherwise when did he become so tempered?As soon as he came up, he called him brother!

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Dong Yu quickly turned around and asked Duan Xuanhe if he had taken a fancy to the newcomer, but Duan Xuanhe didn't hear what he said, and just nodded indiscriminately.

Duan Xuanhe came out of the closet as early as the second year of junior high school, and none of the classmates who had a close relationship with him didn’t know about it. It was originally a very contradictory thing, but this matter was placed on Duan Xuanhe’s body. Everyone doesn't have so many opinions, and sometimes they can even make a few jokes.

It was because of a joke that Duan Xuanhe committed a mistake that he couldn't forgive himself in his life.

Duan Xuanhe's desperately clenched right hand kept leaking out. He put his fist over his heart, trying to keep as much temperature as possible about the road scene, but it was useless, no matter how hard he tried to keep it. to no avail.

He couldn't keep Lu Jing's body temperature, and he couldn't keep Lu Jing, just as helpless as three years ago.

He didn't know how Lu Jing learned about the meaningless bet between him and Qiu Yelin. When Duan Xuanhe realized it, he had long forgotten that he approached Lu Jing with the purpose of teasing Yes, and he already liked the road scene very much at that time.

But Lu Jing didn't give him a chance to explain, and even when we met again, it was already forever...

Duan Xuanhe used to think that Lu Jing had a very good temper, and he didn't like to get angry with him, but when he saw Lu Jing lying quietly in the hospital, he realized that his brother Jing was like this when he got angry. He was ruthless, so ruthless that he could tear out his heart and then ruthlessly linger again.

The most painful thing is that he doesn't even have the right to cry out for pain.

The whole morning class ended in a trance while he was in a trance. While watching everyone go out, Duan Xuanhe didn't know where to go?

To be exact, he doesn't even know where he is?

It stands to reason that if this is a dream, you should wake up, how can a dream be done according to the standards of a serial drama.

But he just couldn't wake up.

The drizzle of rain was getting heavier at this moment, and it crackled on the glass of the window sill, making his ears hurt.

Just when the whole class had left and only he and Lu Jing were left, he didn't know what to do. He really wanted to hug Lu Jing and feel the temperature and smell of him .

...but he dared not.

"Student Duan?" Lu Jing walked up to him and shook his hand, "Have you brought your mobile phone?"

"Ah?" Duan Xuanhe was stunned, "What?"

"Did I say you brought your mobile phone?" Lu Jing smiled.

"Ah," Duan Xuanhe understood, and hurriedly fumbled in one of his pockets, but there was nothing there, and then groped in the desk pocket, finally groping for a black mobile phone, he looked like a treasure He held the mobile phone in front of Lu Jing like a child, "I brought it here, here it is for you."

"What are you doing for me?" Lu Jing pushed the phone back, "Look at the messages on your phone, if it's convenient, we'll go out together, if it's not, I'll go first."

Duan Xuanhe didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but he still obediently looked down at the phone. There were several unread WeChat messages in the phone. Duan Xuanhe ignored the other nonsense and clicked on his father's dialog box.

Xuanhe, did you see the road scene?

I asked Uncle Wu to pick you up.

You come back with Lu Jing, don't play with me at this time.

Then came the transfer of 2 yuan.

Only then did Duan Xuanhe remember that his father wanted to form a new family with Lu Jing's mother, why didn't they come to fruition?Because Aunt Lu lost her son who had been dependent on her for many years, she couldn't bear the huge blow, which made her no energy to form a new family.

Although he didn't like Aunt Lu very much at the time, when he experienced the same pain, Duan Xuanhe still felt sorry for Aunt Lu for a period of time, and when she suddenly lost the pillar of life, Duan Xuanhe often went to Take care of her life.

Although he took care of Aunt Lu because of guilt, it was more because Aunt Lu still had a bit of Lu Jing on her body, especially the pair of dimples that lingered in his mind.

"That..." Seeing that he was silent for a long time, Lu Jing probably thought that he didn't want to go with him anymore, "Then I'll go first."

After Lu Jing finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave, but before he could take another step forward, his left wrist was tightly grasped.

Even harder than when I first grabbed it in the morning.

Lu Jing felt faintly uneasy, just when he thought Duan Xuanhe was going to beat him up because he was dissatisfied with his mother entering his house, he heard a sad voice behind him, "Don't go."

If you listen carefully, you can tell that there is more begging in this slightly sad voice.

"Student Duan?" Lu Jing turned to look at him very puzzled.

Duan Xuanhe put away his mobile phone and put it in his pocket, then stood up and looked down at Lu Jing, "Come with me."

"Oh... oh... good..." Lu Jing looked up at Duan Xuanhe, Duan Xuanhe's non-smiling face made him a little scared.Duan Xuanhe kept holding Lu Jing's wrist and walked to the door of the teaching building on the first floor. The students in the school had almost left, only a few scattered figures floating in the rain.

"Brother Jing," Duan Xuanhe looked at Lu Jing, "I didn't take an umbrella, you wait for me here."

"Hey," Lu Jing grabbed the corner of his clothes, "I brought it, the umbrella is quite big, enough to support the two of us, why don't you just let it go."

"Okay." Duan Xuan agreed, and tightened his grip on Lu Jing's wrist.

Being with you is not a compromise, but a luxury.

"Student Duan," Lu Jing looked down at his hand, "Can you let go first? I'm holding an umbrella, and my umbrella is manual."

Duan Xuanhe looked at his thin white wrist, the warm and cool touch made him not want to let go.

But Lu Jing's gaze was too clean, showing how unbearable his humble nostalgia was. After ten seconds of stalemate, Duan Xuanhe reluctantly let go.

Lu Jing's wrist was very white, so there was an obvious red mark when he let go, Lu Jing didn't care, and after turning his wrist twice, he opened the umbrella, just about to change the umbrella to his left hand to hold it between the two of them Duan Xuanhe snatched it away.

He held the umbrella in his right hand, and put his left hand around Lu Jing's shoulder, "Let's go."

Lu Jing wasn't used to being hugged like this, so he pushed Duan Xuanhe's hand, "Don't get so close, the umbrella is too big, it won't catch mine."

"Oh." Duan Xuanhe's heart sank, he took his hand away from Lu Jing's shoulder and put it on Lu Jing's shoulder.

He looked up at the umbrella surface with big and small hearts, wishing that the rain could be bigger, the umbrella could be smaller, so that the road view could be closer to him.

Uncle Wu parked his car at the school gate, probably because the students had already left, otherwise the security guards at the school gate would have come to chase him away.

After successfully receiving two people, Uncle Wu picked up his mobile phone and called Papa Duan, saying that he had received two people and was going home now.

"Sorry, I'm sorry." Lu Jing nodded towards Uncle Wu.

Uncle Wu smiled, "Ham, don't bother, don't bother, this is what I should do."

After Uncle Wu finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Duan Xuanhe's face in the rearview mirror. Seeing that his face was not in a good mood, he wisely didn't say anything else.

Duan Xuanhe didn't even look at him. After taking out a few tissues from the tissue box, he bent down and helped Lu Jing wipe his ankles. Lu Jing was so frightened by his sudden action that he moved his legs aside. .

"Don't move!" Duan Xuanhe clenched his ankles and rolled up his trouser legs, "It's wet, it's easy to catch cold if you don't dry it off."

"I'll do it myself." Lu Jing was just about to bend down to get the tissue in Duan Xuanhe's hand, but Duan Xuanhe suddenly turned his face sideways at this moment, and their breaths just met in the narrow rear compartment. Before the gas spark came, they separated quickly.

Duan Xuanhe swallowed at the lips that were only a few centimeters away, and then continued to help Lu Jing wipe the other trouser leg without saying a word.

Lu Jing was a little ignorant of his inexplicable kindness and did not understand what he meant now.

It stands to reason that he should really hate himself. After all, he had overheard several conversations between his mother and Duan's father. The content was that Duan's father was doing ideological work for Duan Xuanhe, so that his mother would not be so angry when he came in. against her.

But now how can he sing to himself like this?

When they got home, Dad Duan and Aunt Lu were standing at the door lovingly waiting for them. After the car stopped, the two of them quickly opened their umbrellas and went to greet them.

The first one to get off was Lu Jing. Duan's father held an umbrella for Lu Jing and asked him how his new school was. Very patiently answered a very good sentence.

Aunt Lu held an umbrella and waited for Duan Xuanhe to get off the car. According to his temper three years ago, he would rather get in the rain than share an umbrella with Aunt Lu, but when he looked at the pair When he saw Lu Jing's dimples, he remembered the time when he missed Lu Jing through Aunt Lu's face.

He didn't say much, bent slightly and followed Aunt Lu into the gate.

The rain outside the window was gradually decreasing, and there was still a lingering sense of dullness at the dining table for four people. Dad Duan said several times to adjust the atmosphere, but Duan Xuanhe didn't hear a word clearly. In the suffocating atmosphere, he didn't even have the courage to look up at the road scene.

With Lu Jing's smiling face and Aunt Lu's kind care, he was a little scared. He would rather be confronted with endless accusations and scolding, and he didn't want to sink into this unrealistic tenderness.

Duan Xuanhe went back to the room early before finishing his meal. The first time he was scared in his life was his mother's tears, but the second time it was Lu Jing's smile...

Duan Xuanhe didn't know how long he had locked himself in the room, he was very scared, he really couldn't figure out what went wrong?Why did I suddenly go back to the day when I first met Lu Jing three years ago?

Even if it was a dream, it's time to wake up now!

He stayed in this dark and silent room for so long without eating or drinking, yet he didn't realize that he was hungry, but the little stars dancing with golden flowers on a black background kept appearing in front of his eyes.

Little Xingxing's flickering flickering made Ren'er's head ache.

At this time, I don’t know how many times there were knocks on the door, and the slightly distant voice sounded a bit unreal, "Xuanhe, your Aunt Lu and your brother Lu Jing have moved in, don't lose your temper , Come out quickly!"

He could feel his dad suppressing his anger through the door.

But he turned a deaf ear.

road view.....

road view...

road view.......

It's obviously just a very common name, but every time he says it silently in his heart, he will feel a burning sensation, which makes his heart ache.

And...he obviously missed that person so much, as long as he opened the door, he could see that person again, but he didn't even dare to go out to meet him!

Such a good road view, a road view that is just full, a road view that looks so good when you smile, a road view that he likes so much...

Duan Xuanhe fell asleep for some reason, and when he woke up again, the bright light made his eyes hurt so much that he shed physiological tears. He raised his arms to cover his eyes, and the tears flowed down the corners of his eyes into his ears .

Wake up, he thought.

"Student Duan, you're awake." Lu Jing stood up from his chair and looked at him.

Duan Xuanhe suddenly folded his arms and opened his eyes. He didn't feel the sun was too glaring at the moment. Even if his eyes were blinded by the sun, he still had to look at Lu Jing's face clearly against the rays of light.

"You..." Lu Jing was startled by his ruddy eyes, subconsciously took a step back, leaned against the window sill and looked at him, and said after a while, "You don't have to be so sad, I can't persuade you Live with my mother, but you don’t have to worry, even if my mother and your father are really married, I won’t ask for anything that belongs to you, and I’ve already registered for accommodation when I registered. If you still mind this, it is impossible for me to transfer schools now, but I can transfer classes, so you should be more comfortable."

Duan Xuanhe summed up one important point from a lot of his words, that is, Lu Jing thought he didn't like him.

"Also," Lu Jing continued, "Uncle Duan said that you locked yourself up for three days and you need to stay in the hospital for two days. The uncle at the school has already asked for leave. Aunt Zhang will come to deliver meals to you in these two days , I’m here today to give you the key points that the teacher said in this week’s class. I made a note for you. You can read it if you want. ,I go first."

Duan Xuanhe didn't realize it until Lu Jing was almost at the door. He quickly got out of bed and chased him, but because he hadn't taken any nutrition for several days, and because he got up too fast, it caused him After taking two steps, he fell to the ground.

"Student Duan!" Lu Jing hurried over after hearing the movement, trying to help him up.

But Duan Xuanhe lay on the ground like a child behaving violently.

"Brother Jing," Duan Xuanhe hugged Lu Jing fiercely in his arms, both arms kept tightening, as if wanting to melt Lu Jing into his body, "Don't go."

"Ahem..." Lu Jing was a little out of breath from being strangled by him, "Student Duan, I won't leave, if you have something to say, let me go first, can you talk to me first?"

"You're not leaving?" Duan Xuanhe asked uncertainly.

"No." Lu Jing replied with difficulty.

Duan Xuanhe hesitated for more than ten seconds before letting go of Lu Jing. After letting go, he was still afraid that Lu Jing would suddenly leave, so he still tightly held Lu Jing's clothes corner with one hand.

"Student Duan, can you stand up first?" Lu Jing didn't pay attention to the hand clenched in the corner of his clothes. He tried to help Duan Xuanhe up but found that he still had no intention of cooperating.

"My name is not Classmate Duan," Duan Xuanhe looked at him and said, "My name is Duan Xuanhe, you can call me Xuanhe."

Lu Jing didn't call him by his name all the time because he was afraid that he would mind. Now that he doesn't mind, he doesn't have so many worries. He held Duan Xuanhe's arm with one hand, "Then Xuanhe, can you Stand up by yourself?"

Duan Xuan and the word "can" had already reached his lips and he swallowed it back. After seeing Lu Jing's slightly worried expression, he said without any conscience, "No, I don't have the strength."

"Then I'll support you to stand up." Lu Jing put one of his arms on his shoulder, "You try to use as much strength as you can, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to support you."

"Well," Duan Xuanhe nodded, "OK."

When Lu Jing took a few breaths back and forth, and finally wanted to help Duan Xuanhe up with all his strength, he found that he staggered a bit due to too much force, and finally was able to stand still with Duan Xuanhe's support on his waist.

Lu Jing glanced at him and didn't speak.

After Duan Xuanhe was helped to the bed by Lu Jing, he recovered from his fear of facing Lu Jing. Although he didn't know if this was another parallel world, or some high-tech that reversed time and space, no matter which one he would Don't want to dig into it.

All he knew and cared about was that what stood in front of him now was an intact road scene, which was his wishful thinking that he had begged for many times to do it all over again, but now it finally came true.

No matter what it is, it is best to embrace the road view again.

"You go to sleep, I'll leave when I fall asleep." Lu Jing sat on the chair by the window and picked up the notes he had just put on the bedside table.

Duan Xuanhe looked at Lu Jing who was sitting in the sun. Today he was wearing a white coat, and his exposed skin was also white. The bright light added a more dazzling halo to him. Duan Xuanhe couldn't take his eyes off the illuminated road scene for a second.

"I don't sleep," Duan Xuanhe moved to the side of the bed, "Why don't you teach me how to study."

It doesn't matter whether you learn or not, the key is that you don't want him to go.

"Do you really want to learn?" Lu Jing had heard from Uncle Duan that Duan Xuanhe went to school just to fool around, and his academic performance was firmly at the bottom of the grade, and he was the king of fighting and swept the fifth middle school. Jing remembered that Duan Xuanhe was going to drag him to make up lessons on the first day he entered school, and he didn't know whether it was true or not.

"I want to learn," Duan Xuanhe casually took a paper from the table. He couldn't understand anything except that it was an English paper. "Next semester will be the second half of my sophomore year. I also want to work hard."

"Student Duan, it's already the second half of the second year of high school." Lu Jing smiled helplessly.

"Ah," Duan Xuanhe was stunned for a moment, and then realized when he looked at the willow trees that had sprouted outside the window, "Oh, then we have to work harder."

That's right, he and Brother Jing met in spring, how could he have forgotten.

Probably because the separation was so unforgettable, so I forgot the not-so-good first meeting.

"Then what don't you know?" Lu Jing pulled the stool closer to Duan Xuanhe, "This paper was pointed out by the English teacher to let you consolidate the knowledge you learned last semester, take a look and see what you don't know. "

Not to mention that Duan Xuanhe hasn't been to school for a long time, let's say that he didn't even understand the simplest "beonfirefor" when he was in school, let alone the long sentences and short essays.

"I don't know where." Duan Xuanhe told his level honestly.

"Ah?" Although Lu Jing had already made enough mental preparations, he was obviously taken aback when he heard him say it so bluntly, "That's all right, I'll teach you from the simplest."

Because the weekly test will start on Monday, and even the content of the previous semester and this semester will be tested together, so Lu Jing plans to explain to him some easy-to-test knowledge points in each subject.

Lu Jing's voice is very pleasant, and his tone is particularly soothing. When the voice floats along the air and enters the eardrum, it will make people enjoy themselves, and the tense nerves are also slowly relaxed in his soft voice. Relaxed.

Duan Xuanhe didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up again, it was already night outside the window.

The lights in the ward were not turned on, only the cold white moonlight shone on the bedside. Through the faint moonlight, he saw Lu Jing lying beside his bed, with half of his face buried in his arms, and his side exposed to the moonlight. The face looked a little pale.

Duan Xuanhe slowly raised his hand to touch the pale side face, but he stopped when he was about to touch it, one hand stopped in mid-air and described it through the cool air. Take a look at the outline of his profile.

very nice.

There are so many good-looking skins in the world, but he only loves Lu Jing's face, no matter how time changes new faces in his memory, he never takes a second look at them.

The ardent love of young people is like the sea level intersecting with the sky. Its mysterious beauty at sunrise will make you have endless reveries, and its romantic colors at sunset will make you unconsciously addicted.

So no one can be a road scene after road scene.

Probably because his gaze was too hot, Lu Jing who was lying on the bed rubbed his eyes in a daze, then sat up and stretched.

"Are you awake?" Duan Xuanhe raised his hand and turned on the spotlight by the bed.

"Well," Lu Jing took out his mobile phone from his pocket and glanced at it, "It's already past six o'clock, so I have to go back to the dormitory first, I promised to give Zheng Yuanyuan extra lessons at night."

After Lu Jing finished speaking, he stood up.

"Brother Jing!" Duan Xuanhe also sat up quickly, "I...I'll see you off."

"No need, you won't be discharged from the hospital until tomorrow, I'll just go by myself," Lu Jing said and walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he paused again, and the room was quiet for a while before he heard Lu Jing's words. Jing slowly said, "Well...you don't need to call me brother, you can just call me Lu Jing, and... I'm sorry, because the appearance of me and my mother caused you a lot of trouble I'm bothered, sorry."

After Lu Jing left, Duan Xuan sat alone in the ward for a long time, so long that he could clearly remember that there were a total of [-] people passing by the door of his room outside the corridor, but no one came to push the door open again. Door.

Duan Xuanhe was discharged from the hospital the next day. Lu Jing didn’t come to see him that day, only his father and Aunt Lu came. Duan Xuanhe still couldn’t get up the energy to communicate with them, so he leaned in the back seat and took out his mobile phone to type A bunch of familiar phone numbers.

This time, without hesitation, he sent two short messages to this number.

I'm Xuanhe and this is my phone number

I added you on WeChat, can you pass it?

"Xuanhe," Aunt Lu turned her head from the co-pilot, "What do you want to eat tonight? Auntie will make it for you."

"Anything is fine." Duan Xuanhe leaned lazily on the back of the chair and watched the scene of the car going backwards outside the window, unconsciously turning the phone in his hand.

Ten minutes have passed, and Lu Jing still hasn't replied to his message.

Remember the wrong number?

Duan Xuanhe glanced at the phone number again, number by number, and sent another text message after confirming that there was nothing wrong.

Brother Jing?

After Duan Xuanhe got home, he still didn't get a reply from Lu Jing. When he was about to go upstairs and return to his room to call him, Duan's father stopped him.

"Why?" Duan Xuan was still as impatient no matter when he faced his father.

"Let's talk," Dad Duan patted him on the shoulder, "Come to my study."

Duan Xuanhe glanced at his phone, there were piles of messy text messages and WeChat messages, but there was still no news of the person he was waiting for.

He looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh, then walked into the study with his father.

"Xuanhe," Duan's father took a tea cake and sat on the wicker chair and began to make tea, "I know that I have been sorry for you for so many years, but your Auntie Lu is really good, and I can take good care of you in the future You, and Lu Jing is also very sensible, you two brothers can also take care of each other in the future, right, Dad, this is also for your own good."

"I don't want to be his brother," Duan Xuanhe said in a word, "I can't do it in this life."

I just want to be a couple with him.

"You—!" Papa Duan slapped the table with one hand, "What kind of attitude do you have! Fortunately, Xiaojing went to see you when he heard that you were hospitalized. Is this how you repay him?"

Duan Xuanhe silently lowered his head and did not speak.

There are too many secrets and too many words in his heart, he can't say or dare not say, no one can understand his current mood, too many longings and guilts are constantly arguing in his heart, but none of them can stop him from running again road view idea.

Later, he didn't hear what his father said. He just kept staring at the phone. This feeling of not being able to wait for a response was like stepping on the ground, and his heart was wandering, which made him very insecure.

A knock on the door startled him.

"Old Duan, Xuanhe, it's time to eat." Aunt Lu shouted at the door.

It was strange that he could stay in the same room with his father for so long without arguing.

Duan's father said to the door that he knew, and after drinking the last cup of tea, he stood up and walked to Duan Xuanhe's side and patted him on the shoulder again, "Let's go, I've told you so much, you must also I didn't listen to a few words, give my father a face, have a good meal, and stop playing your temper."

Duan Xuanhe didn't speak, stood up with his mobile phone and walked towards the door, expecting to see Lu Jing in the restaurant, but he suddenly stopped at the stairs with his expectant pace.

In the empty restaurant, only Aunt Zhang was helping them serve meals.

Duan Xuanhe's heart sank, and the words that Lu Jing said to him at the door of the ward suddenly sounded in his ears - I'm sorry

Fool, what can you do to me? Do you want nothing from me, or even me at all?

What makes a meal tasteless is not that Aunt Lu’s food is not delicious, but that he has lost his sense of taste a long time ago. It stands to reason that he should recover his previous sense of taste after returning to a certain point in time. But he didn't, he still couldn't taste any ups and downs.

He didn't have such a serious overreaction when Duan's mother left, and it might be because he cried and made a fuss when Duan's mother left.

And after Lu Jing left, he didn't shed a single tear. He locked himself in a dark room without seeing the sun and the moon, thinking about pain several times.