your glory my sniper

Yu Jianglan's back injury worsened, and he stayed in the room all day.

When he was not feeling well, his appetite was not very good, he didn't eat and he didn't want to see people. He didn't want others to see his sick appearance, and he was also afraid of facing those greetings who couldn't tell the truth from the fake ones.

Ling Jibei understood him a little bit, so he retreated consciously.

He searched all the gourmet shops in the streets and alleys of the ancient city, and after ordering a bunch of colorful takeaway leaflets, he spread them out in front of Yu Jianglan one by one, asking him to order.

Then, while watching him eat while resting his cheeks, he enthusiastically shared with him anecdotes about what he had seen.

For Ling Jibei, it is also a kind of happiness beyond words to be surrounded by his sweetheart with endless joy and bring some fireworks to him who has always been deserted.

On the last day, the trip was coming to an end, a group of people took a picture in the courtyard of the [He Rijun Comes Again] inn, and Yu Jianglan and Ling Jibei naturally stood together.

Of course, this is not surprising, what is strange is that when Ling Jibei came out of the room with wet hair and saw everyone taking a group photo, he was the only one absent.

Yu Jianglan in the crowd waved to him, and called him softly:

"Lingling, come here."

Lingling.

come.

He lowered his head, blushed slightly, and obediently stood beside Brother Lan.

Looking up, the stars are shining brightly, and the picture freezes.

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After returning from Yunnan, Yu Jianglan asked Fan Jie for a week's leave on the grounds of recuperating from a back injury.

Fan Jie criticized very decisively, but still couldn't help sighing: "One or two of you, why are you on sick leave?"

Yu Jianglan froze for a moment: "Who else is sick?"

"Ling Jibei, appendicitis requires an operation." Fan Jie frowned and thought, vaguely remembering that the man seemed to have had his appendix cut once, but after all, the medical records are only there. After thinking about it, it should be Maybe I remembered it wrong...

Yu Jianglan was surprised when he heard this: "Appendicitis?"

"Yeah, here, the medical record is still here." Fan Jie took out his pocket and unfolded a crumpled piece of paper in front of Yu Jianglan, "I asked the team to give it to me, saying that the person has been hospitalized and the pain is so bad Can't get out of bed..."

Yu Jianglan raised his hand to take the medical record, and stared for a long time with his eyes lowered, until his fingertips were empty, and the three typefaces of Ling Jibei on the paper blurred and disappeared before his eyes, and then he recovered, and his heart began to feel uncomfortable.

As soon as he came out of Fan Jie's office, he took out his mobile phone to call Ling Jibei and turned it off.

Wechat messages, text messages, no reply, the whole person just lost contact.

After Yu Jianglan went back to the dormitory, he packed his luggage. The match in Beijing is one day later, and he has to catch the plane tonight.But now that he heard the news that Ling Jibei was hospitalized, he couldn't calm down, his heart was empty, and no matter what he did, he was not at ease.

He first went to the hospital marked on the medical record, and after inquiring about it, he learned that Ling Jibei had been transferred, but he didn't know where he was transferred.So he asked Zhu Zijian for Ling Bo's contact information, and the latter said in a ignorant manner:

"What? My brother is in the hospital?"

"Brother Jiang Lan! What happened to my brother! No one in our family can contact him!"

Yu Jianglan: ...

Ling Jibei was a living person, and he just disappeared?

He opened WeChat again, and deducted the words:

Ling Jibei, what's the matter with you?Is there anything wrong?Have you had surgery?How about a message back, everyone is very worried about you.

When he was fidgeting with his mobile phone, Ling Jibei replied, there were two voices, Yu Jianglan hurriedly clicked to listen.

"Brother Lan...I'm in so much pain..."

"Brother Lan...I still like you to call me Lingling..."

The voice was so weak that it was almost unbearable, hoarse and slight, and Yu Jianglan's eyes were red at that moment.

As a delicate person, he must be very afraid of pain. He would groan after receiving an IV. How could he stand up to the horrific pain of appendicitis and go for surgery alone? This is something that a child can do.

Yu Jianglan was worried, and immediately called the voice, but the other party hung up immediately, and then sent an emoji of a kitten purring and crying, which was so soft that it almost broke my heart.

Helpless, he had no choice but to coax: Lingling, answer the phone.

After he finished this sentence, he dialed the voice again. This time it rang for a long time, and the other party finally picked up.

Ling Jibei still seemed to be dying, and called him: "Brother Lan..."

Yu Jianglan's tone was full of anxiety: "Did the operation be done or not? Which hospital are you in? Send me a location."

Ling Jibei didn't answer: "It's done...but..."

"but what!?"

"It's okay, Brother Lan... Don't you still have a competition..." He was so cute.

"No, I want to see you. I don't worry about you alone."

Yu Jianglan's resolute tone was transmitted to the other side through the microphone, conveying a level of importance that cannot be ignored. The other side was obviously silent for two seconds, and suddenly a low laugh came.

"Puha cough...cough cough cough..."

It's the kind that pops out after a failed laugh, but it's very short, and it quickly connects with the coughing sound.

Yu Jianglan raised his brows, and when he was a little suspicious, he heard an indistinct voice from the microphone:

"Sir, this is the Big Mac and Coke you ordered. Do you need to refill the Internet fee?"

"Hush!" Ling Jibei desperately pointed his index finger at the female shop assistant in a silent gesture, but he still couldn't stop the latter's dedication.

Yu Jianglan didn't speak for a long time.

Ling Jibei clutched the phone guiltily: "Lan...Brother Lan?"

The other party suddenly smiled: "You are doing surgery in an Internet cafe? Your appetite is still so good?"

"No...Brother Lan, I made a mistake, Brother Lan, I'll just tease you..."

beep beep—

Yu Jianglan didn't get used to him, so he just hung up on him.

Ling Jibei sighed, knowing that Brother Lan should be angry at this moment and won't talk to him anymore.

He put down his phone, peeled open the hamburger, and ate with Coke.

As early as the day before, Ling Jibei had already arrived in Beijing. After finding a hotel near the venue of the Gun Couple Tournament, he went directly to the Internet cafe downstairs to surf the Internet.

I met a middle-aged uncle in an Internet cafe, and said that he also won a place in the hegemony competition, code-named [Qiu Xiang].

Uncle Qiuxiang claims to be a hardcore passer-by player who is not old with a treasured sword.

After all, Ling Jibei is a novice, after being taken by Qiuxiang to eat a handful of chickens, he suddenly felt the joy of this game, so he opened a private room and played with the uncle for more than ten hours, and finally tired the uncle, That's why I have time to look at my phone.

Unexpectedly, it was a surprise.

Of course there were also shocks, Ling Bo sent a message saying:

elder brother!Are you still alive?Call back quickly!Mom is going to call the police!

Ling Jibei almost choked on a mouthful of Coca-Cola, and typed: Alive, let Mrs. Ling rest.

After settling down at home, he clicked on the dialog with Yu Jianglan again.

Repeatedly scrolling through the messages Yu Jianglan sent him, he swallowed the last bite of the hamburger contentedly.

He moved his wrist and neck, raised the corner of his lower lip slightly, and said silently in his heart:

See you on the field, Brother Lan.