your glory my sniper

Yu Jianglan didn't come back until the next morning.

It was raining outside, he was dressed in black, sat in front of Ling Jibei's bed, pulled down the zipper of his coat, took it off and tied it around his waist.

A damp and cold tobacco smell hits the face.

Ling Jibei sniffed.

Yu Jianglan looked around: "Where is Auntie?"

"Going back, she is very busy and has no time to take care of me."

It's just nonsense, and it's probably because he forced him to leave.

Yu Jianglan smiled: "So pitiful?"

"No."

"It's okay, Brother Lan will take care of you, Ang~"

Yu Jianglan first stroked his bangs and touched his forehead, then moved closer and looked through his eyes for a while: "Did you not sleep last night, why are there red blood streaks?"

"Thinking of what you're thinking, I can't sleep." Ling Jibei blinked with a smile in his eyes, "My mind is full of you now, Brother Lan, you have to take responsibility."

Yu Jianglan raised his eyebrows: "How are you responsible?"

"I kissed you yesterday", Ling Jibei raised the corners of his mouth, quite aggressively: "You have to give me one back."

"That's it." Yu Jianglan smiled silently: "What am I supposed to be?"

Why?What do you mean?

"What do you think, brother Lan! Are you responsible for taking off your pants!" Ling Jibei smiled playfully, feeling excited, "You wait for me for another two days, until the stitches are removed..."

"Ling Jibei, it's almost done," Yu Jianglan said with a serious face, "Don't think about nonsense all day long."

"Don't~ keep calling me by my name!" Ling Jibei's voice stretched out, and the dragon roared like a spoiled child, "I'm Lingling, call me Lingling! Call me by my nickname!!!"

"It's good to know."

"...Huh? I know...Huh?!"

Ling Jibei reacted for a long time before he suddenly realized that his surname had suffered a great loss.

Ling, 0?

Yu, 1?

Damn last name, hello!

Ling Jibei was in a frenzy when he saw Yu Jianglan bringing over a basin of warm water, apparently ready to wipe his face.

He is not very active now, and the doctor advised him to lie flat for a few days to prevent the wound from collapsing due to movement.

"What is there to struggle with? What did you say yesterday?" Yu Jianglan held a towel moistened with warm water, and carefully wiped the deep neck from head to neck.

While wiping, he smiled and said casually: "What are you talking about, you are mine?"

It's all mine now, and you still want to be 1?

That's how people are, they never know how to be satisfied.

Before yesterday, Ling Jibei only wanted to catch up with Yu Jianglan, but now that he has caught up with him, he started to want to do the above one again.

However, as long as it's Brother Lan, zero is zero.

In fact, a nurse had already wiped his body for him in the morning, but he didn't tell Yu Jianglan. He stared down at the towels that swam over his body inch by inch, and he began to feel hot quietly behind his ears.

"Brother Lan, I want to wash my hair." He said suddenly.

After all, the last time he washed his hair was the night before yesterday, which was a long time for him.

Yu Jianglan was very helpless, looking at his face that was so pale and colorless, he felt faintly uncomfortable: "Farewell, you have just passed the fever and caught a cold again."

"Please." Ling Jibei stretched out his hand from under the quilt to grab Yu Jianglan's arm, and said in a low voice, "Please, Brother Lan."

Yu Jianglan lowered his head and looked at the hands with distinct phalanges, which were so thin that it made people feel distressed, and there were still indwelling needles buried in them.

His face was slightly moved, and he took Ling Jibei's hand, spread his long and beautiful five fingers, wiped it carefully with a towel, and put it back under the quilt.

Then he nodded and said softly, "Okay, just wait."

Yu Jianglan went to the supermarket downstairs to buy shampoo, a basin, a small portable hair dryer, and three packs of plum sugar.

When I came back, I fetched hot water and brought it to the hospital bed.

"Brother Lan..."

Ling Jibei lay on the bed with his head tilted.I used a pair of bright eyes to follow Yu Jianglan's figure the whole time, watching him busy, my heart was not touched at 01:30.

Finally, everything is ready.

Yu Jianglan reached under Ling Jibei's body, gently supported his back, and helped him move until he turned ninety degrees.

"Come on, slow down." Yu Jianglan's hand slid up from his back to the back of his neck, and then gently rubbed the slightly protruding sexy neck bone. "A little higher."

Ling Jibei lay sideways on the bed, his legs could not hang down, and would tear the knife edge, so he had to bend his legs and step on the edge of the bed on the other side.

Grabbing his toes slightly, he rubbed upwards in this posture, and vacated his head on the edge of the bed.

"Is this temperature okay?" Yu Jianglan's five fingers slowly sank into his hair, held his head back at a comfortable angle, and lifted his other hand into the water. "Is it hot?"

Ling Jibei looked up at Yu Jianglan's face, the radiance of the water and his own shadow were reflected in the starry eyes, he shook his head lightly: "It's not hot, it's just right."

Yu Jianglan looked at him, smiled, and wet his hair with water bit by bit.

Squeeze the shampoo, lather up, and scratch gently on his head.

"It's so unreal, Brother Lan." Ling Jibei stared up at the face in front of him, and suddenly said with a smile.

"Huh?" Yu Jianglan stopped rubbing the foam, but couldn't hear clearly, "What?"

"Brother Lan, why... are you so nice to me all of a sudden." His eyes were red and he was reluctant to blink, "The feeling right now is like a dream..."

Yu Jianglan smiled and continued to press his head: "Aren't you also very kind to me?"

"But... before yesterday..." Ling Jibei's eyes trembled slightly, his thick eyelashes drooped, as if he was a little uneasy, and he continued: "Before yesterday, you kept your distance from me, Brother Lan, I was afraid of you because of me I was sick, so I deliberately coaxed me..."

Yu Jianglan was silent for a while upon hearing this.

"Yesterday, the doctor told me that you might die." He spoke slowly, choked up undetectably, and his voice became softer and softer, "During the three hours of your operation, my heart It's like being pulled out, being trampled to pieces, trampled to pieces, do you know that feeling..."

Everything around fell into silence, the light rain was pattering outside the window, and the sound of rubbing foam was soft, with a different kind of tenderness, mixed in his hoarse voice, passing by his ears like a wave.

"If it weren't for this time, I might still not realize how good you are. As a person, I always take a step back. Once I miss it, I will never get it back. This is the first time, I feel that God has blessed me Yes, hear my voice, and give me back what I should have lost."

the first time.

Leave to me what I want to leave behind.

Since it was returned to me.

"Lingling, Brother Lan must treat you well."

Although Yu Jianglan's voice was extremely soft, every word and every word was full of determination.

Ling Jibei's eyes suddenly became wet, he pursed his lips, and nodded vigorously.

"Brother Lan, I will always be with you."

Yu Jianglan smiled and was silent for a long time, "Thank you Lingling."

After washing Ling Jibei's hair, he wrapped it in a towel thoughtfully, and then helped him sit on the head of the bed.

Ling Jibei glanced at the gray sky outside the window, and then at Yu Jianglan's coat that had been tied around his waist: "Brother Lan, it's raining today, how is your waist, does it hurt?"

With his back turned to him, Yu Jianglan was bending over to connect the power strips, get him a hair dryer, and replied nonchalantly: "My waist is pretty good, don't ask me in the future."

His voice sounded really relaxed, which made Ling Jibei feel a little bit at ease.

call-

Turn on the hair dryer, Yu Jianglan adjusted the hot air and handed it to Ling Jibei. "Come on, blow it yourself."

It's not that he doesn't want to blow-dry the patient's hair, but he's afraid that he won't be able to grasp the distance and burn him.

After Ling Jibei dried his hair, he lay back and said, "I asked Brother Fan for leave last night."

"How long have you been invited?" Yu Jianglan asked.

"I asked the doctor yesterday, and they said that my situation will take a long time to recover, at least a month." Ling Jibei said and paused, "Going back is the World Championship."

"Then you don't have much time for training."

Ling Jibei: "I didn't train at first, I only played training games. Looking at it now, I'm going to play this month's training games in the hospital."

Yu Jianglan glanced at the drainage tube in his abdomen. The abscess in his abdominal cavity was quite serious, so he was a bit reluctant and asked him, "When will it start?"

Ling Jibei frowned and thought for a while: "Tomorrow?"

"No." Yu Jianglan refused without hesitation, "I ran into the doctor today and said that you still have inflammation in your abdominal cavity, you should rest more and not be nervous."

"It's okay, Brother Lan, I'm not nervous about playing games."

"That won't work." Yu Jianglan didn't let go, and suddenly remembered something, and continued: "Also, the doctor said that your gastrointestinal function has not recovered, you can't eat, and you will get abdominal distension after eating. Yesterday I fed you apples, yes Isn't it uncomfortable?"

"No Brother Lan," Ling Jibei looked at Yu Jianglan sitting next to him and wanted to reach out to touch him. He pulled his clothes and pulled him in front of him. "No, my food is delicious. Hello, Brother Lan I don’t need to digest it, I can’t bear to digest it.”

"Okay, don't be poor." Yu Jianglan looked at him, "Sleepy or not, sleep a little longer?"

"Not sleepy." Ling Jibei shook his head: "Brother Lan, don't change the subject. I have to play the training match. This World Championship is very important to me."

Yu Jianglan touched his arm and then his hand: "The body is the most important thing."

Ling Jibei was very happy to be comforted, and asked for instructions: "Then I will take a week off, okay Brother Lan."

Yu Jianglan thought for a while, "Let's see how you recover."

"Brother Lan, will you watch my game?"

"Well, look." Yu Jianglan raised the corners of his lips and asked him, "I'll hold up the lamp for you, okay?"

Ling Jibei laughed: "Really!? You must keep your word!"

Yu Jianglan: "It counts."

Ling Jibei: "Then if I win the championship, will there be any rewards?"

"There is a reward."

"What reward what reward?"

"Secret it first, in short, I have a surprise for you."

In fact, Yu Jianglan didn't think about it, but with the child's easy-to-satisfy personality, it shouldn't be difficult to surprise him.

Yu Jianglan raised his hand and scratched his chin, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Ling Jibei was flattered and shrank his neck like a small animal: "Okay."

Yu Jianglan went out and walked into the bathroom, his tense body softened, and he quickly supported the wall.

For a full 10 minutes, no urine came out.

Tangning's warning to him at the beginning suddenly repeated in his mind:

——If the problem of the lumbar spine oppresses the nerves, even going to the toilet will become a problem.

He knew that this was an early warning, his waist really wouldn't last long without surgery.

The author has something to say: the first ten little angels have a small red envelope (if there are ten hahaha)

love you mua

自认为写了一章甜甜圈（叉腰）感谢在2021-03-1720:27:59~2021-03-1823:57:35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 cast the landmine: Xu Wo Nuan, Ziyi Yaya #1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Mei, Nian Fengmian, Xia Feng and I are just passers-by;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!