Rebirth is more than a year old

During this period of fainting, Xiang Nan had a dream.

I dreamed that when I was self-employed Xiangnan, the year my grandma passed away.

Xiang Nan and grandma have always had a deep relationship, but when they look back on the past, they don't quite remember what happened at that time.

He dreamed of Song Chen.

In the dream, Song Chen was standing in grandma's clean and tidy courtyard, staring at a certain corner in a daze, with a filial cloth on his sleeve.

After a while, the courtyard door opened, and Shen Qinglan walked in.

Xiang Nan remembered that Shen Qinglan lived here for half a year after grandma passed away, saying that there was no place to live, Xiang Nan was a little discouraged at the time, so he didn't care.

Shen Qinglan and Song Chen are very similar in a certain attribute, so the rare silence between the two made Xiangnan a little uncomfortable. After a while, Shen Qinglan said, "Where is Xiangnan?"

Song Chen looked back at him, "Just fell asleep."

There was another silence, and Song Chen suddenly said: "Grandma is gone, Xiangnan must have had a hard time during this time, I plan to move in and live with him."

Hearing this, Shen Qinglan glanced at him with a complicated expression, and then said, "I'd better move here."

Song Chen seemed to smile, then shook his head again, his voice drifted into Xiang Nan's ears, and he said, "Xiang Nan doesn't like men, don't you know that?"

Shen Qinglan's breath stagnates, "So what? If you like someone, don't you want him to live well? Even if he doesn't like men, can't I just like him silently?"

Song Chen had that smirk that Xiang Nan was familiar with again, "Shen Qinglan, Shen Qinglan, I never thought you would have today."

Shen Qinglan lowered his head, and a smile crept up from the corner of his mouth: "I didn't expect that either."

After a few turns in Xiang Nan's mind, he finally understood what the two were talking about, then he was startled suddenly and opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is a streak of white, and the smell of disinfectant still remains in the faint fragrance of flowers all over the room. Xiang Nan feels that his body is much lighter, not as heavy as before going to bed. The man leaned over immediately, touched his forehead with slightly cool fingers, and murmured when he withdrew his hand: "The fever is gone."

"Feng Li." Probably because he had been asleep for too long, his voice was hoarse.

Feng Li sat on the bed, held his hand where the needle was not inserted, and asked softly, "Is your head still heavy?"

It may be that the content of the dream just now was too strong, Xiang Nan has not recovered yet, even though he knew it was just a dream, but Xiang Nan broke into a cold sweat from fright, Feng Li saw that he hadn't answered for a long time, and There were still a few cold sweats on his forehead, and he couldn't help smiling: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Xiang Nan came back to his senses in a daze, and nodded a few times.

Really nightmare.

Fortunately, it was just a dream, otherwise I would really be scared to death.

"When I arrived at your dormitory, you were already unconscious." Although Feng Li's expression was still calm when he spoke, Xiang Nan was keenly aware of his displeasure. Let me know as soon as possible, okay?"

Xiang Nan quickly complied with current affairs.

Perhaps it was the last time I said I would try, Xiang Nan's adaptation to the relationship between the two was beyond Feng Li's imagination, just like at this moment, when Feng Li took a towel to wipe his hands and feet, Xiang Nan was only at the very beginning. When I was there, I expressed my surprise, and then I let him wipe it off.

The snow had stopped, and the sky was burnt into bright red fire clouds by the setting sun. A few rays of sunset glow came in through the windows of the ward, adding a bit of winter warmth to the gloomy room.Xiang Nan lay on the bed neatly, staring at his fingers that Feng Li had just wiped clean with a towel. Feng Li was a careful person, and he wiped his fingers one by one with a hot towel, like Is playing with some beloved accessories.

Ahem, Xiang Nan was shocked by the adjective he found.

Feng Li immediately raised his head to look at him, "Is it too hard? Does it hurt?"

Xiang Nan shook his head, "No, I'm thinking about something."

Hearing this, Feng Li put a smile on the corner of his mouth, then lowered his head and continued with the movement of his hands. Xiang Nan's gaze unconsciously moved to his drooping face. From this angle, he could see the straight man's face The bridge of the nose and the sharp facial features are very deep and three-dimensional, with indescribable fortitude and courage in the delicacy, so when this face is suddenly so gentle, Xiang Nan finds it difficult to resist the sudden tenderness.

It happened that Feng Li raised his head, his eyes met his in mid-air, Xiang Nan was taken aback for a moment, before he could take his eyes back, Feng Li leaned over, lightly pecked his lips, and quickly stole Went for a kiss.

Being molested at such a long age, Xiang Nan's old face was flushed red, but he couldn't say a single strong word, he could only stare and accuse the hooligan sitting by the bed with a happy face .

After wiping his hands, the hooligan moved to the end of the bed, and stretched out his hand to pull out Xiang Nan's feet wrapped in the quilt. His fingers accidentally touched the soles of his feet, and Xiang Nan twitched tremblingly. She shaved her hair, turned her head to one side, revealing a part of her ear that was blushing red, "I... I'm more ticklish."

Feng Li smiled gently. He put Xiang Nan's soles on his open palms, and took a towel with his other hand to wipe it gently. The movements were gentle and familiar. Xiang Nan was awkward for a while, feeling that his behavior was too much. Feminine, in order to prove that he is actually very manly, so Xiang Nan boldly cast his eyes on Feng Li's face, seeing his concentration when he lowered his head and wiped his feet, he couldn't help but joked: "Mr. Feng, how many people have you wiped?" Have you passed your feet?"

Feng Li looked at him slowly, clusters of black flames were burning in his black eyes, and after a long while, a deep and piercing voice resounded in the room: "Only you."

In just three words, there was nothing particularly sensational, but Xiang Nan was really stimulated by these three words, and the muscles of his whole body tightened uncontrollably, as if every nerve ending was completely electrified. After walking around, darling, this feeling is hundreds of times stronger than when Feng Li said that he likes men.Feng Li easily sensed his nervousness, and continued to move his hands, as if to supplement the three words just now, and continued: "Xiang Nan, in this world, you are the only one who has this honor."

Xiang Nan's heart skipped a beat, and he didn't know how to reply for a moment.

A person like Feng Li should be the one being served no matter from the outside or the inside. Xiang Nan's question just now was just a joke, but he didn't expect Feng Li to answer him so seriously and honestly. Nan didn't know what to do for a while, he could only laugh dryly, trying to relieve the embarrassment lingering in his heart, and what Feng Li said later made Xiang Nan quite taboo, what is this world?

Could it be that he was the first person Feng Li fell in love with? !

Xiang Nan thought for a while, and decisively rejected this idea. Everyone has a love for beauty. How can a talent like Feng Li with excellent looks and temperament be ignored by no one, unless everyone in the world is blind, let alone , Feng Li should not be the kind of person who is heartless and lustless, as far as Xiang Nan knows, there is Cao Qiudong's sister. Although Feng Li said that he likes men now, he can't guarantee that he liked women in the past.

Thinking of this, Xiang Nan didn't know how he should feel in his heart. He felt that if Feng Li had always liked men, then Qiudong's sister would be too pitiful. If Feng Li used to like women and now likes men, what is it? What had changed his sexuality so drastically?

Xiang Nan couldn't figure it out, so Feng Li pushed the door open and came in with a food box in his hand.

Xiang Nan had a poor appetite at noon, so he was naturally hungry at this point, but he didn't notice it before, now seeing the food box in Feng Li's hand, his stomach growled very cooperatively, Feng Li naturally heard it, and looked at the hospital bed with a smile Looking at Xiang Nan, Xiang Nan lowered his head in embarrassment. It's really unprecedented to be embarrassed so frequently in front of a person. Fortunately, Feng Li didn't expose him. He took out the food from the food box and put it on the coffee table in front of the sofa. , beckoned to Xiang Nan who was on the bed, "Come over for dinner, and after dinner, I have to hang another bottle of water."

Xiang Nan's complexion immediately turned bad when he heard the water drop, the needle hole on his right hand was still lying on it majestically, Xiang Nan imagined the sound of the needle sticking on the meat, and his whole body got goosebumps, "There is no need to get the needle Right? I feel better."

Feng Li was setting his chopsticks, when he heard this, he raised his head to look at him, "It is necessary to take a shot, otherwise the cold will easily recur, or do you want to come to the hospital again in two days?"

In the past, Xiangnan had a cold and fever and never took it seriously. The big deal was to find two medicines and finish the matter. Anyway, taking medicine for seven days is good, and not taking medicine can take up to a week. I have never been so cautious like now. After hanging water and being hospitalized, he moved southward to the tea table, was pulled to sit beside him by Feng Li, Feng Li said: "You probably didn't eat much at noon, but you can't eat too much now to avoid indigestion. "After speaking, he pushed the minced meat porridge in front of him.

Xiang Nan took the spoon, took a bite, and said, "Where did you buy this porridge? It's delicious."

Feng Li didn't speak, but just told him to eat more.

"Aren't you hungry? Why don't you eat?"

Feng Li propped his elbows on his knees and looked at him with his chin propped up. The smile in his eyes almost spilled out of his eyes, "It's fine if you're full."

"Cough cough..."

Xiang Nan was so irritated by these words that a grain of rice stuck in his throat, and he coughed for a long time before he stopped. Feng Li took his hand off his back, still with that unmoving expression, and a deep twitch appeared in his eyes. With a smile, "Did I say something wrong?"

With red eyes, Xiang Nan glanced at him, then shook his head.