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First acquaintance with you (some bits and pieces of delicacy and gentleness are always the most touching)

In a daze, Geng Shaoran saw Xiaoya standing in front of her in a white suit that showed off her queenly temperament.

So he greeted with a smile: "Xiaoya, long time no see~"

Xiaoya turned around and looked at him with a pleasant face, but Geng Shaoran only felt the chill hit his back, and his whole body felt cold.

He scratched his head, with an embarrassed expression, and was about to explain why he was stuck in a critical place this time, and couldn't utter a word, so he ran out to play.

But before he could make a sound, he felt his throat tighten and he couldn't breathe.

His eyes widened in horror, Geng Shaoran was at a loss, he quickly grabbed the jade hand holding his throat with both hands, trying to pull it away, but found that the hand seemed slender and fragile, but it was as tight as steel.

The smile on Xiaoya's delicate and elegant face became more and more crazy, until her face turned livid, with a ferocious and terrifying expression.

Seeing Xiaoya evolving towards the unknown direction of biology, Geng Shaoran screamed in fright: "Ah!"

The man sat up suddenly, with cold sweat on his forehead, his breathing was unstable, and he realized that he was having a nightmare in a daze.

Wiping my forehead, I breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fears, and thought, this woman is completely my nightmare... Uncle editor-in-chief, when will you change my editor!

He stroked his forehead and began to think, but found that his mind was blank, and he didn't remember how he suddenly woke up in bed.

And this bed... Geng Shaoran looked around and confirmed that he was completely unfamiliar with the environment in front of him.

Turning his head to the right, he inadvertently glimpsed the lush greenery outside the half-covered curtain. Obviously, the house is on a hill.

Thinking of this, a severe headache suddenly hit him, and the pain made him want to curl up and roll a hundred times.

The originally clear vision gradually blurred.

At this moment, the door was opened from the outside.

Geng Shaoran reluctantly raised his head to look up, but his blurred vision could only make out that the other party was a tall and straight man.

A strange agarwood penetrated into his nostrils, he didn't know whether it was because his other senses were dull, or because his nose suddenly became sensitive, he smelled it.

It is the fragrance of rushes, shallow, faint, erratic.

He felt his side sinking down, and the man's deep and mellow voice rang in his ears: "Does your head hurt?" As soon as the words fell, a large warm hand naturally pressed against his forehead, as if trying to test his body temperature.

The heart-wrenching pain seemed to be relieved a lot by the warm palm, Geng Shaoran reluctantly said: "Where is this? Who are you?"

The man didn't answer his question, but asked again in the same tone: "Does it hurt?"

Geng Shaoran nodded, expressing that he was really in pain.

In the next second, he felt his big hands leave his forehead and come to his shoulders. With a little force, he was pushed down on the bed, and then the soft quilt covered his shoulders. The man said gently, "Lie down first, and I'll get the medicine."

After speaking, with a light beside him, the man had already opened the door and went out.

Geng Shaoran curled up slightly in pain, hid his whole body in the soft quilt, and moaned softly.

Only 2 minutes later, the man opened the door again and came in, this time with medicine and water.

Under his gentle persuasion, Geng Shaoran stuck his head out of the quilt, and took the medicine in a daze.

He was extremely tired and almost fell asleep, but the remaining sliver of lucidity made him ask again: "Who are you? Why am I here?"

But all he got was silence, Geng Shaoran couldn't hold on any longer, and fell on the bed completely relaxed and passed out.

A man's low voice answered faintly beside his ear: "Ning Yong, I'm Ning Yong..."

……

When I woke up again, the headache was almost gone, but my limbs were so weak that I couldn't even sit up.

Geng Shaoran was extremely speechless and bored, so he had to scan the strange room with the only movable eye in his body.

After about half an hour, the door opened.

This time he finally saw the appearance of the man clearly.

The man was very tall and straight, dressed in dark casual clothes, with a sense of solemnity.

But when he approached, he was not very serious, with gentle brows, a smile on his lips, sword eyebrows and star eyes.

This is a person who was raised in a scholarly family, and his every move of his hands and feet is full of elegance.

Looking at it with Geng Shaoran's critical eyes, he can still give a handsome evaluation.

Seeing Geng Shaoran waking up, the handsome guy was obviously very happy, the faint smile on his lips deepened, the corners of his eyes turned up slightly, and his tone was steady and gentle: "You're awake, what else do you feel uncomfortable about?"

Geng Shaoran shook his head: "Excuse me, what's wrong with me?"

The man tucked Geng Shaoran's quilt: "I found you by the stream three days ago."

Eyes gaping, Geng Shaoran was at a loss.

"You have a scar on the back of your head that was hit hard by someone. It may have been washed down after falling into the water. The source of the stream here is in a deep mountain. You must have encountered some danger in it. Don't you remember? ?” The man explained patiently.

Geng Shaoran sighed, he only remembered being hit by the gun butt, and then he lost his memory completely.

However, these are actually not important. The important thing is that I am still alive and saved alive.

"I'm really sorry to trouble you to take care of me for so long, may I ask your name?" He smiled at the man and asked gratefully.

The man touched his forehead with a natural and intimate gesture, which made Geng Shaoran a little puzzled, but he didn't feel disgusted.

Seeing his questioning face, the other party finally said: "My name is Ning Yong, and I happen to be here for vacation this month, and it was just a coincidence that I met you there, so don't pay too much attention to it. It's better to take good care of your health now, and we will talk about other things later, otherwise you will stay It will be troublesome if you get the root of the disease."

Slightly retracting into the quilt, Geng Shaoran's face suddenly became hot, and he was at a loss in embarrassment, so he nodded indiscriminately and closed his eyes.

Ning Yong curled his lips into a smile, thoughtfully tidied his messy hair around his ears, and said in a gentle voice: "I made some salty porridge, I'll bring it later, you eat before going to bed, you must be hungry if you haven't eaten for many days Broken." After speaking, the man closed the door gracefully and went out.

……

Seeing the man open the door and come in again, with the fragrant hot porridge on the tray in his hand, Geng Shaoran's heart burned.

My thoughts were a little confused, and I silently recalled in my heart, I have grown up so big, have I ever been taken care of like this?

no, not at all...

Ning Yong noticed that he was frowning slightly, put the tray on the bedside table, gently lifted him up, and put a soft pillow on his back.

Picking up the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it lightly and brought it to his lips, and said in a warm voice, "The temperature is just right, it won't be very hot."

Geng Shaoran noticed that Ning Yong's long and slender fingers had distinct joints, and his pale skin was clean and warm. Holding a white porcelain spoon, he gently but irresistibly raised it to his lips.

When Ning Yong asked him if the taste was okay, Geng Shaoran noticed that he had unknowingly eaten a lot of porridge.

His face was slightly red, and he quickly said that it tasted good.

"Are you a backpacker here in the mountains?" Seeing that he seemed a little reserved, Ning Yong found a topic.

"Well, yes, I just didn't expect to encounter an accident." As he spoke, he sighed helplessly.

"The injury on your head seems to be man-made. When you feel better, why don't you go to the police station to report the case."

"This... I fell into a dirt pit at the time. I didn't see what the person who hit me looked like at all. It would be useless even if I called the police." Geng Shaoran smiled, a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, as long as you are fine, where are you from? When I found you, you didn't have anything on you, and I'm afraid it was all washed away by the water."

"Ah, it's nothing. My family lives in Hangzhou. Mr. Ning, can I make a call? I'm sorry to trouble you here all the time."

Ning Yong glanced at him and said casually: "Wait a minute, I'll get the phone." After saying that, he went out.

Geng Shaoran looked at the generous back of him leaving, and sighed, feeling that it might not be good to stay like this any longer, this kind of uneasy mood was more uncomfortable than holding a submachine gun to the forehead.

This person just stood beside him, and the indifferent figure with a smile on his face was lingering in his mind no matter what, the handsome facial features, elegant demeanor, gentle and deep black eyes, those eyes seemed to linger on him for a while, It will make the surrounding darkness subside, and the sun will shine everywhere.

Thinking in a daze, the man came in again and handed him the iPhone in his hand.

"It's quite remote here, so the signal may not be very good."

"Thank you." With a grateful smile, he tried to dial a number, and after a few rings, the other side picked up, probably because of the bad signal, there was a heavy noise.

"Hello? Who is it?"

"Sister...it's me..." Geng Shaoran replied mumblingly.

There was silence for a second, and then a roar suddenly broke out: "You kid still know that there is a sister like me?! If Xiaoya hadn't told me that you disappeared again, I wouldn't have known anything?!"

"Sister... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"It's not wool! When did you disappear on purpose? You obviously did it on purpose!"

"Sister! I really didn't do it on purpose this time." He said with a sense of grievance: "I fell into a coma after rolling downhill in the mountains. It was the kind people nearby who rescued me. I woke up just now..."

Hearing this, his tone immediately changed from anger to anxiety: "What?! Xiao Ran, how are you? Are you seriously injured? Oh my god, where are you now? Tell my sister, she will go find you right away! "

Hearing this, Geng Shaoran raised his head in a daze, and asked the kind-hearted person he was talking about with his eyes where this place was.

The man smiled lightly, reported a string of addresses, and said, "We'll go there later, you're not suitable for being in the mountains right now, let your sister find someone there then."

Geng Shaoran nodded, and told his sister the address, but his sister hung up the phone without saying a word.

He could almost imagine his sister heading straight to the airport with her handbag without any luggage.