Xie Yan looked up at the ceiling.

His eyes were empty, he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes seemed to be motionless, and he didn't blink.

Tears flowed down his face, down his jaw, and finally soaked his collar at the neck.

Shen Guangluo just sat there and looked at Xie Yan, with his hands on his lap, he didn't move and didn't speak.

Xie Yan's eyes are very beautiful, different from Shen Guangluo's big and round eyes.

His eyes are narrow and deep, and when he sneers, there is an evil spirit, and when he is not smiling, he is like a charming poppy flower, charming and intimidating.

Shen Guangluo in the first half of his life was drunk in Xie Yan's eyes.

No matter how unbearable Xie Yan was to him, he was still stuck in the swamp and couldn't be pulled out.

At this time, Xie Yan had a look in his eyes that he had never seen before.

The corners of his eyes were red, and his eyes were filled with painful tears, like red crystals soaked in water, pitiful and alluring.

Time seemed to stand still.

Shen Guangluo couldn't remember exactly how long it was, he hadn't stayed in the same room with Xie Yan so peacefully.

There was no quarrel or entanglement between the two of them, they were as calm as a quiet lake, but they were so depressing that people's heart and lungs trembled.

Shen Guangluo watched Xie Yan look away, pursed his lips, picked up the phone and tapped twice, after a while Xie Yan's phone rang.

Shen Guangluo heard the voice of Xie Yan's cell phone and disconnected it. He said to Xie Yan: "This is my new cell phone number. You only need to call me from now on, and I will answer it."

Xie Yan's eyelashes moved slightly, but did not make a sound.

"Stop torturing yourself." Shen Guangluo added.

Xie Yan squeezed the phone tightly with his fingertips, but there was no answer.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

The sound of knocking was cautious, double heavy and one light, once and again.

Xie Yan remained motionless as if he could not hear the sound.

Shen Guangluo also sat on the spot.

No one answered the door.

The knocking on the door stopped for a moment, and there were a few whispers of conversation.

After a while, Fang Zeyu's voice sounded from outside the door, his voice was very soft, as if he was saying tentatively: "Brother...the wound on your shoulder has burst, the doctor wants to treat you, can you guys treat it?" Can't open the door..."

Fang Zeyu's voice was cautious.

When Shen Guangluo heard that it was the doctor who came to change Xie Yan's dressing, he glanced at the wound on Xie Yan's shoulder.

The gauze on the shoulders turned pure blood red, sticking wetly to the shoulders, like a soaked towel, a pool of blood would flow out with just a slight squeeze.

Shen Guangluo sometimes wondered how Xie Yan could have so much blood.

As long as Shen Guangluo sees Xie Yan these days, he is constantly being injured, and the blood on his body keeps flowing as if he doesn't want money.

Shen Guangluo was worried that one day Xie Yan would bleed to death.

Shen Guangluo sighed, stood up from the stool, and planned to open the door for Fang Zeyu.

When Shen Guang got up, Xie Yan suddenly regained his senses like a puppet lifted by a string.

He moved his head, squeezed the quilt tightly with his hands, looked at Shen Guangluo's back, and his voice trembled violently: "Shen Guangluo, you have to leave again..."

Because of the violent laughter just now, Xie Yan's neck and heart ache as soon as he said a word, and he is so dumb that he can hardly hear what he said.

Shen Guangluo's footsteps slowed down by two steps, and he stopped at the same spot without turning his head: "I'll go and open the door."

Xie Yan tilted his head, the tears in his eyes slipped out again.

He watched Shen Guangluo move away from him step by step, just like every time before, it killed him.

Even though he knew that Shen Guangluo would not leave this time, he still couldn't stand it.

Xie Yan sighed deeply, raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face with the palm of his hand.

Shen Guangluo opened the door of the ward.

Fang Zeyu walked in with an old doctor and two nurses.

Fang Zeyu walked to the front, but at first he didn't dare to enter the door.

He looked at Shen Guangluo's eyes blinking non-stop, as if he wanted to get some information from Shen Guangluo, so as not to step on the minefield again later.

Xie Yan's is really crazy.

You must know that Xie Yan started looking for Shen Guangluo as soon as he woke up from a coma.

He grabbed a little nurse who was pulling out the needle for him and asked, where did Shen Guang fall?

The little nurse didn't know who Shen Guangluo was, and stammered as if she had never seen this person before.

Xie Yan panicked when he heard that, he couldn't help but start to pull out the hanging needle on the back of his hand.

The little nurse had never seen this kind of world before, she turned pale with fright, and wanted to stop Xie Yan's self-harming behavior.

During the pushing and shoving of the two people, even the bottle with the hanging needle fell down.

When Fang Zeyu came back after selling the rice, he was so shocked that the rice in his hand fell to the ground.

Now Xie Yan is like a scorpion, except for Shen Guangluo who can comfort him, no one can do it.

Shen Guangluo stood at the door and the other party nodded, and then leaned over to make way for the people at the door.

Fang Zeyu walked into the room and saw Xie Yan leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes were red, and he was staring blankly ahead, his whole body was filled with endless sense of sadness.

Fang Zeyu's eyes became sour, and he immediately turned his head to the side, not daring to look at Xie Yan.

In his memory, his elder brother has always walked forward step by step on the blood of others since he was a child, and never bowed his head.

Xie Yan was like a god in Fang Zeyu's heart, standing at the top of the world, shining brightly.

Back then, Xie Yan was only in his early ten years old, so young.

The Xie family's life-and-death disputes did not kill him.

Facing the betrayal and deceit of his mother and elder brother, Xie Yan never cried when he looked at the bodies of the two of them. He would just keep a cold face and deal with those who hurt him cruelly.

No emotion, no soft heart.

Fang Zeyu always thought that his brother would not have feelings.

But now Xie Yan has become unrecognizable because of Shen Guangluo, like a wounded lion, no matter how fierce, but when it hurts, he can only shrink in the corner alone, licking his wound .

Fang Zeyu felt sad, but could do nothing.

The old doctor pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, walked to Xie Yan's side, looked at the scar on his shoulder, and frowned.

The old doctor has seen so many patients that he doesn't care who you are or how powerful you are.

As long as they are his patients, they are all equal. As long as he sees something wrong, he will definitely speak up!

The old doctor took the scissors from the nurse and cut off the gauze on Xie Yan's shoulder.

The gauze was peeled off layer by layer, and Xie Yan's wound was severely cracked. The blood that flowed out before stuck to the gauze and Xie Yan's wound, and continued to bleed once it was torn off.

Seeing Xie Yan's wound become like this, the old doctor was full of anxiety, and scolded Xie Yan unceremoniously.

"Do you still want your arm? I have been a doctor for 40 years, and I have never seen a patient like you! Is your life not your life?"

"If you don't want your arm, just chop it off. I don't think you should send it here for medical treatment. You should have scratched harder in the first place, and it will be useless. Don't waste medical resources to save you!"

……

Every word the old doctor said was cruel and poisonous, making Xie Yan a bullshit.

Fang Zeyu stood beside him in fear, watching Xie Yan's reaction.

One must know that Xie Yan is so old, whoever sees him is not respectful, and no one dares to say that about him yet.

Xie Yan did not speak, nor did he refute.

The yellow light in the ward made Xie Yan's face pale. He leaned against the head of the bed, facing Shen Guangluo's direction, without opening his eyes to look at Shen Guangluo.

The old doctor wanted to teach Xie Yan a lesson, he was very heavy when he sewed the needles, he wished he could pick up all the flesh and blood, it was so painful to watch.

Xie Yan seemed to be asleep without frowning.

Shen Guangluo stood aside, didn't speak, just looked at Xie Yan.

After a while, the old doctor finished bandaging Xie Yan's arm, put away his things, and walked away impatiently.

Two nurses supported Xie Yan to lie down.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening after everything was dealt with, Xie Yan didn't eat, because he lost too much blood, and his consciousness was not so clear.

He was lying on the hospital bed in a trance, able to perceive everything around him, but he couldn't open his eyes when he spoke.

Shen Guangluo stood by the hospital bed, looked at Xie Yan, and sighed.

Fang Zeyu was also very tired. He sat on a chair, pinched his forehead with his hands, and squeezed it again and again.

After a while, Shen Guangluo received a text message. He clicked on the text message and glanced at it, and the other party said, "I'm leaving."

As soon as he heard that Shen Guangluo was leaving, Fang Zeyu immediately turned his head to look at Shen Guangluo with panicked eyes.

He remembered that when Shen Guangluo left for a while, Xie Yan looked like he was going crazy.

Now that Shen Guangluo was about to leave again, Fang Zeyu felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he was going crazy.

Fang Zeyu didn't want Shen Guangluo to leave, but he had no reason to let Shen Guangluo stay.

For a while, Fang Yu's expression became extremely awkward.

Shen Guangluo could see through Fang Zeyu's thoughts at a glance, and he said to the other party: "Don't worry, Xie Yan won't go crazy again this time."

Shen Guangluo said very firmly, Fang Zeyu was silent for a while, then nodded.

Shen Guangluo left the hospital and went to the parking lot.

Li Lunqing took Xiaoju to the office of the hospital, Shen Guangluo picked up Xiaoju and went home.

Shen Guangluo didn't eat at night, and he didn't have anything at home, so he just microwaved a bowl of instant food for himself.

During the process of eating, Xiaoju's little head was always resting on Shen Guangluo's slippers, which was extremely clingy.

Counting the time, Shen Guangluo and Xiaoju haven't seen each other for more than half a year. When I saw Xiaoju again today, I felt that Xiaoju's face grew bigger again.

It should not be called Xiaoju, it should be called Fat Ju.

In the evening, after Shen Guangluo took a shower, he was lying on the bed, flipping the phone aimlessly, when the screen suddenly lit up.

Received an email.

Shen Guangluo opened WeChat, which was sent to him by Bo Wentong.

Shen Guangluo was in a hurry to return home.

The only people who know so far are Li Lunqing, Xie Yan, and Fang Zeyu.

So many things happened today, Shen Guangluo stayed in the hospital without contacting the outside world.

Bo Wentong didn't know that Shen Guangluo had returned to China.

The WeChat sent by Bo Wentong is still talking about what happened to him today.

Very bland, but very warm.

So many Tianbai Wentong send Shen Guangluo WeChat messages every day, like three meals a day, it has become a habit.

Shen Guangluo opened WeChat.

——Guang Luo, today I went to Meizhou to record a variety show, and I met Fu Zheyan. He asked me about your recent situation. He may have thought that I knew about it, but unfortunately, I have everything about you now. Know nothing.

——But I know you must be somewhere in the world, living a peaceful and happy life, and that's enough.

--Await your return.

Bo Wentong sent several messages in a row, Shen Guangluo looked at the WeChat message sent by Bo Wentong, his gaze felt a little hot for no reason, and his hand holding the phone was trembling slightly.

Shen Guangluo read the WeChat message sent by Bo Wentong back and forth twice. He lowered his head and fell silent for a while, sighed, and tapped his fingers on the screen.

A WeChat message was sent out.

Light Year: I'm back.

After the wechat was sent, Shen Guangluo waited for a few seconds on the chat interface.

When Bo Wentong saw WeChat, he seemed to be at a loss for what to say. On the top of the chat bar, it kept showing "the other party is typing..." but he didn't see the text for a long time.

Shen Guangluo looked at the screen, waiting for Bo Wentong's WeChat.

After a while, Bo Wentong called directly.

Shen Guangluo picked up the phone and said hello.

"Hello, Guang Luo, you're back?" Bo Wentong's voice was a little excited, and the excited voice was trembling slightly.

Shen Guangluo smiled and said in a low voice: "Well, I'm back."

"I've been recording variety shows in Meizhou for the past two days, and I'll find you when I get back." Bo Wentong's voice was brisk, because Shen Guangluo's appearance put him in a good mood.

Shen Guangluo replied: "Okay."

The two exchanged some pleasantries, and Bo Wentong asked, "Guang Luo, how are you doing now?"

Shen Guangluo replied: "Very good."

Bo Wentong received an affirmative reply, and continued to say, seemingly unintentionally, "Did you return to China because your condition has improved recently?"

After Bo Wentong finished speaking, Shen Guangluo's brisk tone suddenly became quiet.

He looked down at the sheets, not knowing how to answer the question.

The reason for Shen Guangluo's return is not glorious.

When he left, he wanted to escape from Xie Yan, but now he came back because he was worried that Xie Yan would die.

Shen Guangluo didn't want to lie to Bo Wentong, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

There were only gasps on both sides of the phone, but no voice.

Bo Wentong seemed to be able to guess it, and his breathing became heavy.

It began to rain lightly outside the window, dripping on the window sill.

Shen Guangluo looked up at the rain outside the window, without making a sound.

After a while, Bo Wentong's voice came from the phone.

He first gave a low laugh and said, "It's because of Xie Yan..."

Shen Guangluo didn't answer, just acquiesced.

Bo Wentong did not wait for Shen Guangluo's answer, sighed heavily, and said, "Guangluo... If you have a choice someday, you can tell me directly."

choose……

Shen Guangluo understood Bo Wentong's meaning.

He opened his mouth, wanting to tell Bo Wentong that he and Xie Yan are friends now, at most they are just friends.

But when Shen Guangluo was about to say what he said, he felt that this would add a little bit of suspicion of explanation, which would make Bo Wentong misunderstand.

I misunderstood that Shen Guangluo had feelings for him...

Shen Guangluo's feelings for Bo Wentong were nothing but gratitude and friendship.

Shen Guangluo nodded, and said softly, "Understood, Brother Wentong."

After Bo Wentong hung up the phone, Shen Guangluo lay down on the bed with his phone.

These days, he spent two and a half days on the special plane at the airport, and he was exhausted every day and had little time to close his eyes.

Now lying on the bed and closing my eyes, I entered a dream.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, Shen Guangluo woke up naturally.

Usually, this time is the time when Shen Guangluo goes out to play in Tuvalu.

He likes to walk barefoot on the beach in Tuvalu after eating, enjoying the sunshine.

With the tide, the sea water gently splashed on his ankles. It was the most leisurely and relaxing time of Shen Guangluo's day.

But now it's night in China, and it's pitch black outside the window.

The rain was getting heavier, accompanied by muffled thunder after another.

Shen Guangluo turned over on the bed and looked sideways at the rain outside the window.

He didn't close the window tightly today, and the sound of wind and rain blew in through the gap of the window, blowing up the curtains into a big bag, and slowly falling down.

buzzing.

Shen Guangluo's phone vibrated.

He picked up his phone and turned on the screen.

The phone received a text message.

The sender is a string of familiar numbers.

The message is only three words.

--have you slept.

Shen Guangluo didn't reply, he didn't even click on the message, he just watched silently along the lock screen.

Within a minute, there was no reply from Shen Guangluo, and a phone call came directly.

The mobile phone was like a vibrating bomb in Shen Guangluo's hands, Shen Guangluo's hands were numb due to the shock.

Shen Guangluo sighed and picked up the phone.

Before he could speak, Shen Guangluo's name was eagerly called on the other side of the phone.

"Shen Guangluo!"

His voice was low and urgent, with heavy breathing.

It wasn't until Shen Guangluo gave a soft acknowledgment that the soaring sense of urgency over there was suppressed at once.

There is no sound on the phone.

Both are just breathing.

Shen Guangluo put the phone to his ear and looked at the rain outside the window.

In the hospital, Xie Yan was also leaning on the hospital bed.

He just woke up from a coma and found that the ward was dark and empty.

An unexplained panic swept from the bottom of his heart, like a surging ocean wave instantly submerged him.

Xie Yan was like this every time, he had lost too many times, and he was afraid that the appearance of Shen Guangluo would be a dream in his coma.

So the first thing Xie Yan did when he woke up was to find Shen Guangluo.

It was already midnight when Xie Yan woke up from the coma just now, he looked at the phone number Shen Guangluo gave him on the phone, and couldn't help but want to find Shen Guangluo.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, he was afraid that Shen Guangluo would be disturbed.

After hesitating, he chose to send a text message to Shen Guangluo.

After sending it out, Xie Yan regretted it.

He anxiously wanted to get Shen Guangluo's reply, like a side knife hanging over his head, the string on the knife was being wiped out bit by bit, every second of waiting was killing him.

So Xie Yan couldn't restrain the anxiety in his heart, and he made another phone call.

Fortunately, Shen Guangluo connected...

Shen Guangluo only said yes.

Xie Yan didn't expect Shen Guangluo to say more to him, as long as he could hear Shen Guangluo's breathing was enough.

Shen Guangluo looked at the rain outside the window for a long time, which made him feel a little bored.

Shen Guangluo asked: "Is there anything else?"

Xie Yan was silent for a moment, he actually wanted to say a thousand words!

But don't know what to say.

He took a deep breath and said, "No more."

Shen Guang gave a sigh of relief and said, "Then I'll hang up."

Xie Yan on the phone didn't say anything, he didn't say yes or no.

Shen Guangluo didn't wait for Xie Yan's answer, he raised his hand to hang up the phone.

Just as the phone moved away from the ear, another voice came from the phone, it was Xie Yan's very low voice.

Xie Yan said: "Shen Guangluo...I don't want friends, what I want is your heart and your people..."

Shen Guangluo's eyes flickered, and he quickly hung up the phone with his fingers.

There was a long beep on the phone.

Xie Yan blinked his eyes, and the soreness in his heart continued to rise all over the sky.

He couldn't bear to hang up even a phone call.

For Xie Yan, being able to hear Shen Guangluo's voice more is because he is saving himself.

After the phone call was hung up, Xie Yan could feel the crack in his heart that had just been repaired open again.

Bloody.

Xie Yan pinched the phone tightly, and he tried his best to restrain himself from wanting to call back the phone.

He himself is a little out of order now.

Xie Yan knew this.

As long as he saw Shen Guangluo, it was like a dry sponge meeting a water source, and he wished to suck everything in Shen Guangluo's body into his stomach, never to be separated again.

But he can't do that.

As long as he had such thoughts, he would recall what Shen Guangluo said to him.

"Xie Yan, I can take a step back, we can be friends."

"If you don't enter, I will not retreat. We are friends."

"normal friend."

……

Xie Yan understood Shen Guangluo's words, and Shen Guangluo told him not to enter again.

They can only be friends at best.

normal friend.

If Xie Yan moves forward, he will get nothing.

"Friend...hehehehe..." Xie Yan pinched the phone.

His head drooped slightly, his hair hung in front of his eyes, and his shoulders were shaking violently.

Xie Yan rubbed his slightly red eyes, and his voice was so sad that it could cut blood from his heart.

"We can't be friends..."

The author has something to say: I went to the movies tonight and didn't finish writing... There will still be a second update tomorrow.

感谢在2021-02-1313:22:53~2021-02-1323:56:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 in vain;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of rice; 1 bottle of ×××; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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