After the collapse of the character design, I was gay at the same table

Han Yi couldn't analyze whether the other party's expression was true or false, so he unconsciously tugged the infusion tube on his arm.

I especially want to ask Xiao Chi on the spot if the relationship between He Xunsou and Ye's heart can only be called mediocre.

The hot water just received in the thermos was not covered, and pale mist evaporated. During the ascent, it was completely cooled in the air of minus ten degrees, just like his mood at this time.

The ward with Lin Shu sitting in charge seemed to automatically become the teacher's office. He Qiuyang stood upright and was asked by her about Xiao Chi's work at school.

He answered honestly and sternly: "Xiao Chi studies all day long in class, and doesn't play with us very much."

He Qiuyang glanced at the hospital bed on the right. Of course, "we" does not include Han Yi.

He didn't know if what Xiao Chi said just now was true, but seeing the other person looking at him now, his strong sixth sense told him absolutely not to talk too much.

Only then did Lin Shu feel relieved.

Just when she was about to continue talking, Xiao Chi interrupted: "Mom, it's getting late, if you have nothing to do, go back first, Peng Feng said he will accompany me tonight."

Of course Lin Shu was unwilling: "Don't bother people to come to the hospital, I'll just stay."

"It's inconvenient for you to stay." Xiao Chi's tone was slightly stiff.

Han Yi winked at Zhong Bailin, and the other party did not lose the chain this time: "Yes, Auntie, I asked the nurse just now, there are no vacant beds here, and you have to sit overnight if you want to stay, I can't let Xiao Chi let you go Get out of bed and let him sit."

After deceit and persuasion, Lin Shu was finally sent away, but the atmosphere in the ward was not much more relaxed than before.

Xiao Chi glanced at Han Yi, who was staring at the thermos cup on the table. If there were nuclear marks on the table, he didn't know what to say, and swallowed the words several times.

Seeing He Qiuyang silently packing up the lunch box, he first apologized to the other party: "I'm sorry, my mother just talks like this, don't take it to heart."

He Qiuyang was flattered and waved his hands again and again: "It's okay, it's okay."

He couldn't help but raised his mouth: "Xiao Chi, isn't your mother really the teaching director? I was almost sweating just now."

"She has been a head teacher for five years."

"……No wonder."

Han Yi called He Qiuyang over, and snorted the other's hair: "Tell your mother for me that this chicken soup is really exciting. After drinking it, my wound doesn't hurt anymore."

"Right, there's one more thing."

He Qiuyang said before leaving, "Have you read the news in the class? Lao Zheng heard that both of you are hospitalized, and asked Duan Pengpeng to come to the hospital to see you on behalf of the classmates."

In fact, Zheng Juan's main intention was to visit Xiao Chi, and Han Yi was the one who took the lead.

"I only found out before I came here. Duan Pengpeng's house is the closest to here. He Yunmeng came here."

Hearing this, Xiao Chi rubbed his forehead with a headache, it wasn't because he fell ill suddenly while in school, why he couldn't even stay in the hospital peacefully.

Their homeroom teachers always like to engage in these formalisms, perhaps because of Lin Shu, they are particularly concerned about Xiao Chi.

He Qiuyang was sent away, leaving only the three of them in the ward.

The nurse came to remove Han Yi's needle, and the whole process was silent, and no one spoke first.

When Xiao Chi made up his mind to speak, Han Yi over there struggled to get out of bed: "I'm going to the toilet!

Zhong Bailin put the game in his hand aside, and went to help him: "I will accompany you."

"No need." Han Yi accidentally pulled the wound, and grinned instantly, "Our relationship is not good enough to support each other's birds."

The listener was interested, and this sentence seemed to be said to him on purpose, Xiao Chi's pupils shrank suddenly, and at this moment, he felt more apprehensive.

Zhong Bailin had a half-smile but not a smile: "Go to hell, if you collapsed in the toilet, why would you still be wronged!

The nurse interjected, "Going to the toilet by yourself, why do you need to move around more for 24 hours after surgery."

Staring at Han Yi step by step as he walked out of the ward, Xiao Chi suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness all over his body. He didn't know what he could explain now, it seemed too late to say anything.

All he knew was that he seemed to really make Han Yi sad.

The sky was like a dark blue lake flowing into the room with the lights off, and the ward was so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground, and the shadows of trees outside the window were reflected on the white wall.

From time to time, the patient's cough and the family members' soothing comfort could be heard from next door, and Han Yi tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

During the day, Xiao Chi said that he wanted to call Peng Feng just to let Lin Shu leave with peace of mind. In fact, he didn't inform the other party about his hospitalization, and Zhong Bailin also went home.

His and Xiao Chi's beds were very close, with a bedside table between them.

The other party turned his back to him, and the large patient gown was a little empty, revealing a small piece of delicate white skin.

Han Yi stared at the back of the other party in a daze, every expression and every sentence of the other party during the day is still playing in loop in his mind.

He can't help but speculate back and forth, is Xiao Chi serious?

It seems that he has been chasing the other party forward all this time, whether it is in Xiao Chi's heart, in fact, from the beginning to the end, there is only Peng Feng who can be called a very good friend.

Just as he was thinking wildly, there was a rustle on the bed next to him, and the other person turned around from the direction with his back to him.

Han Yi quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

After a while, he quietly opened his eyes to look at Xiao Chi, the eyelashes of the other party drooped under his eyes, every slight trembling was like the fluttering wings of a butterfly, cast a shadow by the moonlight.

It was a very quiet and standard sleeping position, but his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was not sleeping very well.

The young man lying on the bed looked very good-looking even with a sick face. The more Han Yi looked at it, the more he felt that Xiao Chi seemed to grow up according to his aesthetics, and his indifferent facial features softened after falling asleep.

The undefended look made his heart beat faster everywhere.

"Xiao Chi?"

Han Yi tentatively called the other party in a low voice to confirm that the man was asleep.

He looked at Xiao Chi's hand stretched out of the bed, it was close at hand, as if there was a magical call, prompting him to stretch out his right hand out of nowhere.

One shadow on the ground crossed the dividing line blocked by the moonlight and slowly approached the other. Every centimeter closer, the little deer in my heart that shouldn't appear jumped inappropriately.

The moment he touched the other person's finger, the clamoring thoughts and restlessness in his mind were miraculously satisfied, and a tingling current slipped into his heart along the fingertips.

Han Yi didn't want Xiao Chi's anger at all. In addition to being sour and bitter, he also felt uncontrollable grievances. He had never treated others as well as he had treated Xiao Chi.

Not reconciled.

Didn't even meet the standard of being the other party's friend?

I don't know how long it took, the sky outside was no longer as dark as thick ink, and there were faint human voices outside the corridor.

Forcibly removing his reluctant hand, Han Yi turned around decisively and went to sleep.

When his breathing became even, Xiao Chi behind him opened his eyes.

The fuzzy dividing line was lightly touched by someone, and it was lit up, warm and warm.

It is as if the warm rain in early spring in the cold winter is menacing, opening a gap in my heart and awakening the germs hidden in this frozen soil layer.

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感谢在2020-07-2807:25:23~2020-07-2920:39:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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