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For Zuo Qian's pranks that erupted from time to time, Qi Lang said that he couldn't stand it with Shen Zhong, but Zhong Zhong just glanced at him indifferently, and he also agreed with him infinitely in his heart.

In the evening, they still went back to their respective homes, each looking for their respective mothers, although Zuo Qian really didn't want to go home.

Returning to the empty two-bedroom room again, Zuo Qian, who threw her schoolbag on the ground and lay down on the sofa, seemed a little dazed, all she could hear was the ticking clock echoing in the whole room, probably for Diluting the emptiness, he raised his hand to touch the TV remote control on the coffee table to turn on the TV, and the whole room immediately felt a little popular.

Since returning from Fang's house last time, Fang Zhongshan has rarely called on time. I don't know the reason, but it really doesn't matter to Zuo Qian.

Life in school is still boring, except for the studies he doesn't like, there are also classmates who walk away when they meet him, and teachers who shake their heads when they see him.

Ji Kuang has always been an accident in Zuo Qian's life. Ever since he was promoted to C University and met Ji Kuang, Ji Kuang has always been by his side, but in Ji Kuang's life, apart from him, he also has family, brothers and friends.

For the people around Ji Kuang, although Zuo Qian is not yet jealous, but when he sees Ji Kuang leaving school with them or going to school and ignoring himself, Ji Mo still has it, but he never It shows that only when he returns to a person's home does he remove any smile or toughness from his face.

So sometimes I just think about it, there is someone who can make me not hate, who is calm enough, safe enough, can be by his side, just being with him is enough, but, he is never good at subduing himself, and he can't express himself at all This need is still lonely.

To say that it was the only time I yelled at someone else, and they didn't appreciate it, thinking about it made me feel angry.

"Bastard!" Zuo Qian clenched his fist and slammed it on the sofa a few times before he hugged the pillow and tilted his head to watch TV, but he didn't know what was on the TV.

A few more days passed like this, and the weekend came in a flash.

Zuo Qian got up early in the morning and picked out a clean sportswear and ran to Chong Chong's house. When he rang the doorbell, an old man next door was weeding in the flower garden. Zuo Qian pressed the doorbell for a long time and rang again for a long time, but nothing happened. After people responded, the old man patted the mud on his hands and said

"Son, you should find that young man. I'm afraid he's not at home. The lights in this building were not turned on last night."

"Then did you see him go out?"

The old man thought about it seriously before he laughed and said, "I don't know, my old man is not often outside."

"Hmm..." Zuo Qian took a closer look, and found that the window of the hall on the first floor was half open and not closed. He couldn't help pulling the high part of the iron door and kicking his legs to climb up, which scared the old man. Jumping, hurriedly waved his hands to stop him and said, "Be careful of falling, I'm falling on you!"

Zuo Qian jumped over the iron gate and landed easily, baring his white teeth at the old man.

The old man was stunned, and he went in through the heavy window, and when the old man hadn't recovered, he took his head out of the window and said to the old man, "Don't worry, old man, I'm his friend, not a thief." .”

After finishing speaking, he retracted his head again, leaving an old man who sighed earnestly, squatting in the flowerbed again and pulling the weeds in the soil.

In less than 5 minutes, there was a piercing scream in the house, and the old man was so frightened that he threw away the grass in his hand and ran to the isolation fence and asked anxiously in the direction of the house: "What happened?"

Zuo Qian panicked and opened the door from the inside and ran out, pointing at the room with a slurred speech and said, "What the hell, what should I do, I'm lying on the ground..."

"Don't panic, why are you lying on the ground?" The old man was frightened, trembling when he asked.

"My friend, my friend, I can't even wake up." Zuo Qian also had lingering fears, "Is there any sudden illness?"

After thinking about it, the old man also wanted to go to help, but unfortunately he couldn't get through the isolation fence, so he had to continue to ask: "Is there still a heartbeat?"

Zuo Qian was dumbfounded by the old man's question all of a sudden, and stayed for a few seconds before returning to the house. After a while, he ran out and reported to the old man, "There is a heartbeat and breathing, but I just can't wake up."

Only then did the old man feel relieved and said, "Call 120 quickly."

While waiting for the ambulance, Zuo Qian kept looking for the door key of Zhong Chong's house. Fortunately, the ambulance arrived as soon as the door was opened. Several doctors and nurses pushed a stretcher in, and after a general inspection, they pulled the person out. Go, Zuo Qian followed Shen Shen who was lying on the stretcher with his eyes closed.

On the way to the hospital, the doctor asked a few questions about the patient, but Zuo Qian couldn't answer them. A nurse gave him an invisible look. Zuo Qian also seemed aggrieved by this. He also just arrived, didn't he? Knowing the situation clearly, he asked the doctor, "Is my friend's life in danger?"

The doctor opened the heavy eyelids with a small flashlight, and said in a cold tone: "I don't know, I have to go back to the hospital for a more accurate examination to find out."

The whole morning passed in such a panic, and it was not until more than an hour later that the doctor came out of the examination room and said: "The patient is in shock due to lack of sleep, and there is no major problem. You can pay the money and wait for him to sleep. Wake up and go."

Seeing the doctor's expressionless face disappear in front of him, Zuo Qian felt for the first time that people could speak so beautifully without any expression on their faces.

When Zuo Qian walked to the heavy bed, a nurse was giving him an IV. There were three beds in the ward, but there was only one patient in the room, until the nurse finished the drip and went out to close the door. Zuo Qian saw the needle medicine in the drip tube. The water dripped a little fast, so I reached out and squeezed the regulator on the drip tube to slow him down a little.

The heavy hair is a bit messy, which may be the reason why the doctors and nurses moved him around before. His eyebrows are very black and thick. Looking at the heavy one with his eyes closed, his eyebrows still have a feeling that strangers should not get close to them. The peak of his eyebrows is slightly His nose is very straight, and the corners of his mouth seem to never be warm.

In fact, this man looks very handsome!

Just looking at him seriously like this, it was the first time for Zuo Qian to sit in front of him so well-behaved, neither mischievous nor mischievous.

I can't tell what it's like at this time, Zuo Qian touched the heavy hand outside the quilt with his hand, I don't know if it has something to do with the infusion, the body temperature is a bit low, but the hand feels good, it looks like he hasn't lifted the weight His hand was slender and long, with neatly manicured nails in an oval shape. Unknowingly, he grasped the hand that was bigger than his own palm. There was a hard and round knuckle at the end of his right fingertips. The cocoons should be related to writing too many words.

While Zuo Qian was observing with one finger at a time, the not so cute lying on the bed woke up, and asked Zuo Qian coldly, "What are you doing?"

Zuo Qian was stunned for a few seconds, then raised his head and held his hand even more tightly with a playful smile: "I am trying my best to transfer heat to you, I feel that you should be very cold."

"boring!"