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Having lost all his crutches, Xuan Zhao simply smashed the can, with an expression of "what can you do to me".

"You fucking——" Cen Baiyan's body was sore and his voice was hoarse and hoarse.

"You save some energy now, and you can drive me away as soon as you get better." Xuan Zhao bent down to tuck the corner of the quilt for him, and said with a smile, "Anyway, you don't want to see me, so close your eyes and rest. Well, out of sight is out of sight.”

Cen Baiyan mocked, "You do have self-knowledge."

"Well, I didn't know it before, I didn't even know who I liked, and I didn't dare to admit it when I knew it." Xuan Zhao put one hand on Cen Baiyan's ear, looked at Cen Baiyan with gentle and calm eyes, and said, "But people will It’s changed, now that I know, this should be regarded as self-knowledge, right?”

Looking up from this lying flat angle, Xuan Zhao's cheeks look extraordinarily soft.The non-glare light shrouded him, and the dust floating in the air and the fine fluff on his ears were clearly visible; the black hair drooped, making his face pale; the slender eyelashes were like a handful of soft The brush was tickling at the tip of Cen Baiyan's heart.

Cen Baiyan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately closed his eyes.

Xuan Zhao bowed his head and smiled softly, his eyes flicked over Cen Baiyan's chapped lips: "I'll go get the water."

He supported the bedside table with both hands, turned around slowly, then gently supported the wall with one hand, and walked out along the wall.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing that Cen Baiyan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fixed on the walking stick in the corner.

This is just a trick he has always used to win sympathy. Isn't he the best at playing this kind of game that hurts one thousand enemies and hurts himself eight hundred?

He is the kind of person who bets himself on the table as a bargaining chip, just repeating the old tricks, he waits for you to take the bait, and then he uses you severely, tramples you, and abandons you.

Don't give yourself a second chance to be trashed.

Cen Baiyan's eyes were like a candle that was blown precariously by the wind, and it gradually became gloomy as it swayed and erratically, and finally the flame was completely extinguished.

He closed his eyes again, only the rising and falling of his chest could prove how turbulent his mood had been.

Outside the ward, Xuan Zhao bumped into Luo Kai who was leaning against the window and looking around.

Xuan Zhao: "."

Luo Kai, who was caught peeping, said, "Haha, it's so embarrassing."

Xuan Zhao lifted his chin and said in a low voice, "Your pants chain is not pulled."

Luo Kai glanced down, made a "hiss" sound as if he had been electrocuted, and quickly turned around to adjust his appearance.

"Just kidding, I just went to the toilet and drained the water, so I didn't pay attention."

Xuan Zhao smiled: "Thank you today."

He paused, and added: "Thank you all this time."

"It's nothing. Before I went back to China every year, it was Bai Yan who took care of me. The brothers didn't care about it." Luo Kai waved his hands carelessly at first, then slightly restrained his smile, looked at Xuan Zhao and said, "Actually, I am quite happy today." Confused, should I call you over? Do you think it's right for me to call you over? "

Xuan Zhao asked calmly: "But you still chose to notify me in the end, why?"

"I don't know how to take care of people." Luo Kai shrugged his shoulders and said with a pun. "It's useless for me to be with him. I can't heal you. I still feel uncomfortable with him."

He knew an old saying, "To untie the bell, one must tie the bell." Luo Kai guessed that Xuan Zhao was the one who tied the bell for Cen Baiyan.

"You don't know what he's been doing here," Luo Kai then sighed bitterly, pointing with his fingers, "Smoking crazily, drinking until his stomach bleeds, passed out drunk on the street and was bullied by hooligans." Hit, I will go crazy when I see a back that looks like you."

Every time he said one, Xuan Zhao's fingertips tightened a little.

Luo Kai looked at Xuan Zhao's instantly pale lips, paused for a mysterious moment, then "puchi" and laughed loudly: "He's never done any of these things. It scares you, hahahahahaha."

Xuan Zhao frowned: "This joke is not funny."

Luo Kai laughed enough, wiped the tears squeezed out of the corners of his eyes: "He lives really well by himself, he should go to class, eat and sleep, his grades are good, and he is valued by the professor, and he even took It’s a great award, as if you weren’t there.”

Xuan Zhao lowered his eyes quietly, with an unspeakable soreness on the back of his tongue, not knowing what to say.

"However, no problem is the biggest problem," Luo Kai said sternly, "You say that a person is injured, so he must find a way to vent his anger. Fortunately, he has been suppressed. The more nothing happens, the bigger the problem actually is."

Xuan Zhao's eyelashes trembled slightly, his five fingers clasped the thermos cup tightly, and his fingertips turned bluish white.

"You are a master of martial arts, you caused him to suffer such a serious internal injury, you have to be responsible for treating him, others don't have this ability." Luo Kai raised his hand and patted Xuan Zhao's shoulder, "I have to go, hurry up for a date Woolen cloth."

Xuan Zhao took a deep breath, raised his head and smiled at Luo Kai: "Don't worry, I will cure him."

Luo Kai stretched out three fingers, made an "OK" gesture, turned around and walked away smartly, before going a few steps, he turned his head and said to Xuan Zhao: "I will pay the registration fee, you can reimburse me, my family will take care of me Pocket money is strictly controlled, and I have to buy lipstick for my girlfriend."

Xuan Zhao nodded dumbfoundingly.

After receiving the water and returning to the ward, Cen Baiyan closed his eyes tightly and breathed steadily, as if he had fallen asleep.

Xuan Zhao read the medicine list, and the medicine prescribed by the hospital contained sleeping ingredients, and Cen Baiyan fell asleep in the next few days.

Cen Baiyan's lips turned pale, Xuan Zhao poured half a cup of warm water into a disposable water cup, dipped a cotton swab in the water, leaned over and carefully wiped Cen Baiyan's chapped lips; then, he walked slowly to the window and drew the curtains, and then He took out the sedative medicine pack he was carrying with him from his bag, and gently placed it beside Cen Baiyan's pillow.

After finishing this, he sat down on the chair beside the bed and stared at Cen Baiyan's face quietly.

Thick curtains cut out the light, and the interior was dark and silent.

Xuan Zhao couldn't remember how long he hadn't seen Cen Baiyan like this.

During the countless nights when they slept together in that hut, Cen Baiyan hugged him very tightly.Xuanzhao is used to living alone, and at first he was extremely unaccustomed to such a close distance, so he quietly moved to the bedside several times, wanting to stay away from Cen Baiyan, but even when Cen Baiyan fell asleep, his possessiveness was still extremely sensitive, and he could always be ignorant Unconsciously, he leaned over, and once again embraced Xuan Zhao with his firm and powerful arms.

Gradually, Xuan Zhao got used to sleeping with someone next to him, and in those late nights when he tossed and turned because of the pain and couldn't fall asleep, whenever he looked at Cen Baiyan's face, the pain was relieved.

Later, when Cen Baiyan was gone, Xuanzhao still used to sleep on the right side of the bed, leaving half of the bed on the left side, and would say goodnight to the pillow before going to bed, as if Cen Baiyan had never left.It's just that self-deception doesn't always work. When the leg disease relapsed, Xuan Zhao couldn't sleep all night in pain. There was no Cen Baiyan hugging him and rubbing his knees gently. Coat, gritted his teeth through what seemed like never-ending pains.

But at this moment, with Cen Baiyan so close at hand, Xuan Zhao actually felt a little bit of joy and uneasiness—he was delighted that he could look at Cen Baiyan so unscrupulously again, and what was disturbed was that Cen Baiyan might wake up at any time, and then use his indifference again. And ignoring pushed him away.

Xuan Zhao's eyelids were slightly sour, and the fundus of his eyes was uncontrollably wet.People who used to be easily available by his pillow, now even seeing him a few more times has become a luxury.

Vision became more and more blurred, Xuan Zhao thought, how did he and I become what we are today?How did we get here?

——I caused all this by myself, and I pushed him to the cliff with my own hands, and finally pushed him into the abyss.

I don't know if the light is too dark, Xuanzhao's eyes are blurry, and he can hardly see Cen Baiyan on the bed.He raised his hand to wipe his eyes, the eyelashes and the back of his hands were a little wet, Xuan Zhao leaned over holding his breath, and stared at Cen Baiyan very seriously.

Compared with a year ago, Cen Baiyan seems to be thinner, and his jaw line has become more distinct, which makes his former youthful temperament fade a lot, replaced by tough and sharp; he must not have slept well recently, his eyes are black and blue, There are also stubbles on the chin.

But he was still very handsome, just like Xuan Zhao saw Cen Baiyan for the first time, he was still handsome.

What Xuan Zhao didn't tell Cen Baiyan was that it wasn't the first time they met at Jinglei Bar.He knew that Cen Jingxiang's son was admitted to Harbor University, which happened to be very close to his school.Xuan Zhaozheng is struggling with no way to get close to Cen Jingxiang, maybe Cen Baiyan will be a breakthrough.In addition to the bar, he also bought an Internet cafe near Harbor University, a milk tea shop, and a mobile phone repair shop. His chessboards are everywhere, just waiting for Cen Baiyan, a chess piece, to fall into the net.

On the day when the freshmen of Harbor University reported, all colleges set up sheds beside the playground and set up reception registration desks.

Xuanzhao found the area where the School of Architecture was located. At the end of August, the fire was raging, and the freshmen dragging large and small suitcases happily entered the campus.

Then, Xuan Zhao saw Cen Baiyan in the crowd at a glance——At that time, Xuan Zhao didn't know that the boy was Cen Baiyan, and Xuan Zhao noticed him because he was so good-looking.

The boy was wearing a simple white T-shirt, black slim-fit pants, a backpack and a suitcase, his eyes were full of expectations, the sun fell on his face through the cracks in the leaves, and the sweat on his temples shone brightly Shiny, the smile makes Xuan Zhao feel dazzling.

Someone shouted from behind, "Student, your notification letter has been dropped." Hearing this, he touched the side pocket of his backpack with his backhand, put down the suitcase, turned and ran back.When the boy started to run, his jacket was blown up by the wind, and his figure was vigorous and agile. Xuan Zhao blinked, and subconsciously looked down at his left leg.

— the kind of person I'll never be able to become.

Xuan Zhao smiled self-deprecatingly, held up his crutches and wanted to leave, but the person at the registration office behind him asked, "Student, what's your name?"

"Cen Baiyan," a hearty and brisk voice sounded, "Shanjin Cen, Bai of Berlin, Yan is the one who speaks."

Xuanzhao paused, Cen, Bai and Yan.

He is Cen Baiyan?

——If he is Cen Baiyan, then why can't I be like him?

Uncle Gong didn't know, Cen Baiyan didn't know, and no one knew. From that moment on, Xuan Zhao had already decided to put himself on the chessboard.

"You always think I've planned it for a long time, but it doesn't really count," Xuan Zhao looked at the sleeping Cen Baiyan, and whispered, "It seems right to say that it's because of seeing|sexing, if you grow into a crooked melon, maybe I'm going to change it."

Later, Xuanzhao always thought of that day in August of that year, of Cen Baiyan running, and of Cen Baiyan laughing under the tree.

"I fell in love with you at first sight," Xuan Zhao's nose soured, "I like you, you liked me earlier than me, but I didn't know it before, but now I know, you won't believe it anymore."

Cen Baiyan didn't know what he dreamed of, his brows furrowed suddenly, and his breathing quickened a little.

Xuan Zhao raised his hand and gently kneaded the center of his brows, smoothing the wrinkles between his brows.

"Stop disturbing you," Xuan Zhao pulled up the quilt for him, "Sleep well, Bo Yan."

After saying this, he bent down and wanted to kiss Cen Baiyan quietly, but his lips stopped suddenly when he was very close to Cen Baiyan——

After a while, Xuan Zhao straightened up slowly, that was enough.

It is enough for him to be so close to Cen Baiyan, one day, he will be able to kiss Cen Baiyan openly.

Cen Baiyan only woke up slowly in the evening.

Xuan Zhao was sitting on the sofa by the wall, with the computer turned on on his lap, wearing rimless glasses, and typing quickly on the keyboard with his fingertips.

The lights in the ward were not turned on, the curtains were tightly closed, and the dim light from the computer screen cast Xuan Zhao's face, making him particularly pale and haggard.

Hearing the sound, Xuan Zhao raised his head and said with a smile, "Are you awake?"

He took off his glasses, first turned on the floor lamp beside the sofa, and gradually increased the brightness from low to high, allowing Cen Baiyan to adapt to the increasingly bright environment.

Then, he poured half a cup of hot water from the thermos, added another half cup of mineral water, and handed it to Cen Baiyan: "It's warm."

Cen Baiyan didn't answer, but asked, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I said I won't go," Xuan Zhao handed the water glass to his lips, "drink water."

Cen Baiyan didn't argue with him any more, took the glass and drank most of it with his head raised.

His head was still swollen and dizzy, but the lingering dizziness was much better. Cen Baiyan sat up from the bed with difficulty, and Xuan Zhao asked him if he was hungry, and if he wanted to eat now.

Cen Baiyan didn't answer, Xuan Zhao asked him if he wanted to eat some fruit, how about oranges?

".You go," Cen Baiyan's voice was still weak, "I don't need your care."

"Don't go," Xuan Zhao sat down on the chair, "You are powerless now, and I'm afraid you won't be able to drive me away. I'm not stupid."

Cen Baiyan looked at Xuan Zhao for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled in a low voice: "I think you are quite stupid now. You were not this kind of person before."

"What kind of person was I before?" Xuan Zhao said while peeling an orange, "Cold-blooded, selfish, hypocritical, cunning, duplicity, is there anything else?"

Cen Boyan didn't even have the strength to be indifferent to Xuan Zhao. He leaned back on the head of the bed, watched Xuan Zhao peel an orange, and carefully picked the white silk off it.

"Smart," Cen Baiyan sighed softly, "You are the smartest person I have ever met."

"I'll take it as your compliment," Xuan Zhao smiled, "Thank you."

It had been a long time since they had such a calm and dialogue moment, and Xuan Zhao felt a little unaccustomed to it.

His heart was beating fast, as if he had a premonition that something was about to happen.

"Then why are you doing such stupid things now?" Cen Baiyan paused, ".Why?"

"...Because I like you, I want to treat you well, I want to make you happy, I know that many things I do are a burden to you," Xuan Zhao said here with a lump in his throat, "but -"

As if a sour lump had been stuffed into his throat, Xuan Zhao took a deep breath, and handed the orange to Cen Baiyan's lips: "Here, eat this."

Cen Baiyan stopped to start: "Thank you, I don't want to eat right now."

"Then I'll put it here, and you can take it yourself." Xuan Zhao pulled out a tissue and spread it on the bedside table, and put the peeled orange petals on it.

There was a long silence in the ward.

After an unknown amount of time, Cen Baiyan said, "You took care of me because you felt sorry for me and wanted to make up for it?"

Xuan Zhao opened his mouth, but did not utter a single syllable.

——No, it’s not like that, it’s because I like you and love you.

He said it so many times, but Cen Baiyan just didn't believe it.

Xuan Zhao pinched his fingertips deeply into his palm, and smiled with his lips curled up: "If I say yes, will you agree to let me stay with you? That's good, I want to make up for you."

"I accept," Cen Baiyan said calmly, "I accept that you will take care of me."

Xuan Zhao was stunned for a moment.

It was obviously a happy thing, why did he feel so uneasy?

The next few days will be the happiest time for Xuan Zhao.

He guarded Cen Baiyan in the hospital every step of the way.Strictly speaking, he himself is a patient in poor health, but he has to take care of another patient, but Xuan Zhao never tires of it.

Cen Baiyan lived in a private hospital with excellent service, but Xuanzhao did everything by himself, running back and forth for Cen Baiyan with a walking stick, fetching medicine, water, and food. He began to take care of Xuanyu when he was very young. These things were not unfamiliar to him, but this was the first time he took care of Cen Baiyan in this way.

He always had an unrealistic expectation in his heart, maybe when Cen Baiyan got better, they would be fine.

Cen Baiyan's attitude towards him no longer seemed so resistant. Although he was still very cold, they would occasionally chat briefly and go for a walk in the garden together in the evening.

Xuanzhao even thought selfishly, if only Cen Baiyan stayed in the hospital for a few more days, they would have more time.

I just don't know why, but there is always a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and every time Cen Baiyan said "thank you" to him in a pleasant manner, the anxiety spread a little bit.

Cen Baiyan's health is very good, he recovered quickly, and he will be discharged from the hospital in less than a week.

The night before he was discharged from the hospital, Xuan Zhao waited for Cen Baiyan to fall asleep after taking the medicine. He turned on the computer to deal with business, and then slept curled up on the sofa.

When he woke up, he found that his body was covered with a blanket, and Cen Baiyan was already fully dressed, standing by the window and looking at the scenery outside the window.

Xuan Zhao rubbed his eyes: "Bo Yan, are you awake? I slept too deeply."

Cen Baiyan turned his head when he heard the sound, smiled and said, "It's because you've been too tired these days."

Xuanzhao was stunned by this pure smile, and he looked down at the blanket covering his body: "Did you cover me?"

Cen Baiyan nodded.

Xuan Zhao's eyes lit up, he pursed his lips and said, "Thank you."

"No need," Cen Baiyan said, "You've made it up, Xuan Zhao, I don't hate you anymore, I'm not angry with you anymore, and you don't want to compete with yourself anymore."

The forehead twitched suddenly, Xuan Zhao frowned: "I'm not—"

"I'll wait for you to wake up," Cen Baiyan looked at him and said calmly, "I want to say goodbye to you formally."

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Go back to China tomorrow and play a copy!

Happy holidays everyone, come home from playing during the day, don’t forget to come and see Bai Yan and Zhaozhao at night~

During the eleventh period, I adjusted and adjusted my work and rest, trying to update before midnight every day (forget it if I fail.)