You, teach me how to do things?

Luo Feiluan's eyes were covered with gauze, but he was still conscious.

The whole world is just a night to him now, and he is immersed in the night like a fish about to drown.

He heard the sound of the door of the ward being opened. In the extremely quiet ward, the sound was like an executioner drawing a giant knife.

Luo Feiluan thought it was a doctor or a nurse, so she didn't bother to talk to her.

But I didn't expect that this time the man came to his side and held his hand.

Familiar temperature, familiar smell.

It's just that the person Luo Feiluan likes has never been so bold.

The An Qian in his memory is docile and stubborn, obediently obeying all his arrangements, stubbornly refusing to raise his head and love him.

Luo Feiluan subconsciously shook off that person's hand, but unexpectedly, he exhausted all his strength but could not shake it off.

"roll."

Luo Feiluan warned the coming people.

It is impossible for him not to complain about An Qian. In Luo Feiluan's heart, if An Qian could stand by his side bravely, they would have survived that difficulty.

But An Qian ran away.

"it's me."

An Qian thought Luo Feiluan didn't recognize him, so he coaxed him patiently.

"I know, I'll let you go!"

But this time, Luo Feiluan's anger had no effect, and Anqian stuck to his side like brown sugar.

Luo Feiluan is soft-hearted towards An Qian, and the word "scroll" is already his limit.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have broken up."

"I will be with you in the future, and I will take care of you for the rest of your life."

In the next few days, An Qian would come to Luo Feiluan's bedside to hang out after work without any hesitation.At the beginning, Luo Feiluan's attitude was still rigid, ignoring him and not talking to him, but after a long time, he still had a nostalgia for An Qian in his heart, and his words were not so harsh.

Sometimes when An Qian made any noise, he would ask if he had hit somewhere.

Xia Yuanling had nothing to do during this time, went to the hospital to visit Luo Feiluan, seeing the sweet and sour love patterns of these two people, he couldn't help gossiping and asked what the two were in now.

An Qian looked at Luo Feiluan with a teasing smile, but Luo Feiluan said with a straight face that he had nothing to do with An Qian.

Xia Yuanling sighed silently in his heart, is this the chasing husband crematorium?

If he unilaterally broke up with Mr. Shang, he would probably be beaten to death.

Xia Yuanling just walked around, and had to go home for dinner after putting away his things, so he said goodbye first, and An Qian went to deliver them.When they reached the door, Xia Yuanling asked some questions in a suppressed voice.

"Can the senior's eyes be cured?"

"The doctor can't tell, it depends on how the later cultivation is going."

Xia Yuanling was still a little worried. An Qian's mother's health was not very good, and now she had to take care of Luo Feiluan.

"Thanks for your hard work." Xia Yuanling patted An Qian's shoulder, "Senior, he is quite a nice person, but he might still care about what happened before, so don't take it to heart."

"It's okay, it's fine."

Xia Yuanling looked up at An Qian, only to find that he had a relaxed smile on his face.

Yes, Luo Feiluan is not perfect anymore.

If his eyes are really completely blind, let alone his career, whether he can live a good life will become a problem.

Such an imperfect Luo Feiluan is like a meteorite abandoned by the gods.

This time, the person who has been looking up at the stars finally has the courage to take the stars for himself.

If he still loves himself, he will be soft and hard until he changes his mind.

If you don't love yourself, find a chance to put him in a cage, and domesticate him with a whip and a bite of sugar until he can only stay by your side.

Anyway, he can't go back to the sky again.

"Go first, Mr. Shang is still waiting for you at home," An Qian patted Xia Yuanling on the back, "I'll go in and take care of him first."

When he entered the ward, Luo Feiluan was thirsty, and reached out to find a water cup on the bedside table.

But before he touched it, An Qian took the initiative to bring the cup to his mouth.

An Qian likes this moment the most.

Watching the water in the cup flow into the body of your beloved like a nutrient solution.

Just like his love and hate, his likes and dislikes, his life.

They are all kept in their own hands.

When Xia Yuanling came home, Shang Chuan was on the phone.

Xia Yuanling didn't have a habit of eavesdropping, so he went to the kitchen alone to see what he was having for dinner.

But Shang Chuan moved to Xia Yuanling's side while talking, and surrounded him from behind.

"I have no problem here. By the way, when will you be free, come out and bring Xu Xiu and let's go around the neighborhood together? I heard that there is a hot spring hotel in the suburbs of Beijing, but you have to book in advance."

Hearing Xu Xiu's name, Xia Yuanling knew that Shang Chuan was on the phone with Luo Cheng.

He winked and hinted that he didn't want to go, and after so many years, he was still very resistant to Luo Cheng.

Shang Chuan rubbed against his forehead to comfort the grinning little shark.

Before Luo Cheng answered, Xu Xiu's voice came out: "Yes, yes! Senior, do you have a swimsuit? I'll bring you one. The advertisement I received recently was for a swimsuit brand."

Xia Yuanling became excited when he heard this, and he quickly replied: "Okay, I want a swimsuit for sharks."

He had already discovered that Shang Chuan secretly called himself Little Shark. Not only that, but he also had a special liking for his shark pajamas. Every time he changed into that pajamas, he would hug him very tenderly , Pinching the tail sewn on the clothes.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yuanling sat on the cooking table as soon as he lifted his buttocks. Only at this time can he touch Shang Chuan.

"Don't you think I like me in shark pajamas without knowing you."

When he spoke, his tone was smug, as if to show Shang Chuan that he was not as stupid as he thought.

"You still call me Little Shark behind your back!"

Shang Chuan hugged him dotingly: "Yes, but sharks are really cute, and you are too."

"I'm just so cute."

Mentioning this, Shang Chuan couldn't hold back and asked, "Then what did you call me behind my back?"

Xia Yuanling's kicking feet stopped suddenly.

Good guy.

Can I say I called you a dog man behind my back?

Of course not.

Butt will not keep.

"Of course it's my dear husband!"

"I believe in you asshole."

Shang Chuan took a step back, he was about to start preparing dinner.

Xia Yuanling jumped down from the cooking table, muttering: "Mr. Shang, you can't think that way, I really like you, and I also call you respectful behind my back—"

Shang Chuan turned his head and asked him, "Why are you so happy today? It feels like you speak in a different tone."

Xia Yuanling lowered his head, he didn't know how to answer Shang Chuan's question.

Perhaps it is because I have witnessed love wither and die like a flower.

But at the same time today I saw:

Withered bones and raw flesh, resurrected from the dead.

How nice to survive the long snowy winter night.

It will be another spring.

The author says:

So short.