After amnesia, he was with his nemesis

Uncle Biao ordered his men to find someone, and Jiang Si squatted at the door chewing gum for a while.

When he stood up, his legs were a little numb, so he patted his legs and walked into the ward.

Dou Jinglan didn't wake up, and fell into a deep sleep like a coma.Jiang Bang was sitting beside his bed, stepping on a stool with one leg, leaning on his knee, shaking his head and looking at him.

The rain outside became heavier and heavier, the sky quickly darkened, and the thunder clattered down.

Messages started ringing in Jiang Bang's class, and his watch was beeping, but he frantically turned off the mute.

Afraid of waking people up.

Fortunately, Dou Jinglan slept soundly.

He returned his gaze to his watch.

Class teacher: It rained too much today, those who have already come will continue to come, and those who have not come, there is no need to come this way, I am afraid that something will happen to you on the way.

The students responded in a hurry.

"Thank you teacher ~ lie back on the bed again.jpg"

"Another unpretentious and boring day."

"I'm bored, I suggest you write my homework by the way, dear~"

"Thunderbolt is so beautiful, I'm shooting and shooting."

"Am I the only one who came to school?"

"Yes, it's only 09:30, you are so hardworking."

Someone took a picture of lightning on the balcony of his home, using a new camera that was released recently.

The class was lively and lively, the boring teenagers who didn't go to school were discussing which newly opened arcade hall to go to, and they had already chatted about which dance machine was the best and the most accurate, and they almost got into an argument.

Bright white tree-shaped lightning illuminated the dark sky in the distance. Jiang Bang read the message for a while, but had no desire to reply.

He looked at the screen as if he was looking at another world.

A relaxed and happy world with no worries about food and clothing.

He raised his head from the screen and entered another world completely different from the one above.

No matter how hard I tried to suppress the coughing in the corridor, I could still hear it clearly.The smell of hospital disinfectant can't be said to be pungent, but it really smells bad.

Dou Jinglan's hand hanging down by the bed looked thin, and it also had the unique strength of a young man.

Jiang Bang put his hand under the quilt and breathed a sigh of relief when he touched him.

Dou Jinglan's body temperature has returned to normal, and so are her hands, which are warm.

The thunder outside was getting louder and louder, and Jiang Bang was pouring water, so he quickly finished it and ran over to close the window tightly.

The person on the bed coughed uncomfortably, let out a bewildered gasp, and slowly opened his eyes.

Jiang Bang turned to look at him: "Wake up, where does it hurt? You fainted when you delivered the newspaper just now."

Dou Jinglan clutched her stomach, sat up frowning, and looked painful.He tried to speak, but his throat hurt and he couldn't speak.

Jiang Bang didn't understand what was wrong with him, so he raised his hand and rang the bell.

The nurse came quickly, gave him a simple examination, and said, "Didn't eat breakfast? Let's eat something before hanging water. I have stomach cramps. Drink some hot water first."

Jiang Bang handed over the poured hot water, put a straw in it, and then remembered that he hadn't eaten breakfast.

Dou Jinglan shook her head and wanted to get off the bed: "No, I haven't finished my part-time job yet..."

Jiang Bang hurriedly held him down, and asked, "You still have to go to a part-time job after being like this, did you have a fever that burned your brain out?"

Dou Jinglan swung the person away all at once, with little force, but the sound was very crisp, with a crisp "pa", the back of Jiang Bang's hand immediately turned red.

Jiang Bang took two steps back and was stunned: "You..."

He wanted to say why are you pushing me, what are you doing, but then he knew the reason.

Dou Jinglan retched against the railing of the hospital bed.

It turned out that he was afraid that he would be vomited.

The nurse, in her 40s, has been watching from the sidelines. Now she quickly catches his vomit with a bag, and takes a glass of water that has been poured out for a while from Jiang Bang's hand: "Come and rinse your mouth, how old are you? So eager to work part-time. Look at your body, alas, you are about to differentiate at this age, if your body can't bear it, your organs will not develop normally, and it will be difficult to find a partner in the future."

Dou Jinglan closed her eyes in pain, because she had just vomited, her throat was tight, and she felt uncomfortable, she struggled and said, "Let me go..."

But he refused to say why.

The nurse persuaded him for a while, meaning to let him stay for at least two hours before leaving. Dou Jinglan was blocked and unable to move, so she reluctantly agreed.

The nurse's gentle voice hovered in the ward, Jiang Bang looked at the cup of mouthwash, and stood beside him in a daze.

There was nothing in it, because the young man hadn't eaten in the morning, so he couldn't even spit it out. It was just some saliva floating in rolls of foam in the cup.

Uncle Biao just came in from the outside and said one word: "Stop..."

He wanted to say young master.

He was stopped by Jiang Bang's frantic gesture of turning his back to Dou Jinglan: "Uncle Biao, you are here!"

His eyes were sharp, and he saw the vegetable box in Uncle Biao's hand, and said, "Uncle, have you gone to buy breakfast? Well, neither of us had breakfast."

Uncle Biao understood, and changed his words: "Buy less, is it enough for you to eat? Shall I order another dish?" He said as he took out two packed vegetables and rice.

Uncle Biao is a veteran and used to be a squad leader in the army, so he is very good at taking care of others.

Jiang Bang propped up Dou Jinglan's bed, put it on the takeaway, shook his head and said, "It's okay, order after eating."

Uncle Biao saw that he was not very happy, and at a glance he knew that it had something to do with the child on the bed.When Jiang Bang was alone, his mood was very stable. If any ups and downs happened, it must be because of the people around him.

The nurse tidied up and left.

Dou Jinglan sucked the hot water from the straw mechanically, and put it down after drinking a whole cup, and asked, "Are you okay, did I hurt you?"

Jiang Bang shook his head: "No, it doesn't hurt, it's just a little scared."

Jiang Bang had slowed down a long time ago, and was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, so he turned his eyes and smiled at him, showing his cute canine teeth: "I haven't asked yet, what's your name?"

Dou Jinglan's gaze jumped back, as if she suddenly woke up, and said softly: "Huh?"

Jiang Bang: "What's your name? We've had breakfast together and don't even know your name. It's not appropriate."

Dou Jinglan: "My name is... Dou Jinglan."

He hesitated to speak, but said it anyway.

Jiang Bang: "What? What bean? Bean what orchid? Is it the name of a flower."

Dou Jinglan is like a person who has finally started to recover from the gradual freezing, and began to have vitality.

He evoked a faint smile and said, "It's Dou Jinglan, not Hua."

Jiang Bang still didn't understand, turned around and handed over a signature pen, and suggested, "Will you write for me?"

There is no paper here, so Dou Jinglan took the black marker pen handed over by Jiang Bang, and made a mistake.

Uncle Biao set the dishes and chopsticks for the two children, and reminded: "It's going to be cold soon."

Jiang Bang stretched out his hand and urged: "Come on, write your name on my arm, and let's have dinner after writing."

Dou Jinglan hesitated: "Just let me explain to you..."

Jiang Bang: "Don't be silly, hurry up."

Dou Jinglan had no choice but to write.

He had no strength in his hand, and his writing was a little trembling. In addition, the skin of the young man who reached out was incredibly soft, and even the words were a little squeezed together.

The handwriting of the black signature pen is especially obvious on the snow-white arm.

Jiang Bang identified it, and said in his mouth: "Dou Jinglan... Dou E's Dou, Jing, I thought it was a whale's whale... It turned out to be an astonishing Jing, a wave of waves."

Jiang Bang smacked his lips: "You must have been very tired learning to write your own name when you were young."

Dou Jinglan was amused by him, and the corner of her mouth raised an arc.

Jiang Bang smiled and looked down, pulled his sweater back to cover the handwriting, and said, "Okay, just leave it on my arm!"

"The food is cold, Uncle Biao come and eat together."

"No, you guys eat, I've eaten."

The whispered conversation made the ward finally come alive.

Dou Jinglan raised his hand to pick up the vegetables, and his eyes became a little sour while eating. He tried his best to stare for a while, but did not shed tears.

After dinner, Dou Jinglan lay down, and Jiang Si sat with him, chatting with him in a low voice.

His sitting posture was not good at all, he changed to a different posture from when he woke up just now, and chatted with him with his legs crossed.

Uncle Biao took away what they ate.

Dou Jinglan: "Is that your uncle?"

Jiang Bang: "Well, it's good for me, besides my mother, I like him the most."

Dou Jinglan: "That's great."

What did Dou Jinglan think of: "Isn't it troublesome for him to come here to take care of me? He should also go to work."

He is at work now, Jiang Bang thought.

But it is impossible to tell the truth, Jiang Bang said smoothly and roundly: "It's okay, he just came here today, and I'm fine, it's still raining outside, my school is on holiday, so should your school be too?"

Dou Jinglan thought about the junior high school that she would arrive at after six o'clock in the morning under normal circumstances, and tacitly did not answer.

How could it be possible to have a holiday when it rains.

Jiang Bang recalled Yue Jinhu's words during the silence.

Dou Jinglan's uncle is considered Dou Jinglan's creditor.

But besides giving money directly, I can't think of any other way.

Dou Jinglan would definitely not want to give Qian Dou directly, maybe his uncle will get worse.

Although he didn't know how poor someone's heart was, he knew that money was a good thing, so he quickly ruled out this idea.

Think about it in another way, if it is your own situation, you definitely don't want it.

Jiang Bang didn't think of a good idea, so he had to ask: "It's almost ten o'clock, do you still have a part-time job?"

Dou Jinglan: "Well, I should have gone to the shop."

Jiang Bang: "Don't you have to go to school?"

Dou Jinglan: "I got the teacher's approval. If there is leave, I can go to school two days a week and just keep up with the schedule."

Jiang Bang: "Oh, that's good...you must have good grades."

Dou Jinglan nodded without hesitation.

Sure enough, he is not the same kind of student who is called home by the teacher every day.

Jiang Bang gritted his teeth: "Envy, my class teacher just called my mother two days ago, and I failed the monthly exam, which made my mother angry with me early in the morning. Now I get up early in the morning and go out to avoid her."

Dou Jinglan thought for a moment and asked, "Could it be that day..."

He was talking about drinking strawberry milk that day.

Jiang Bang gave a thumbs up.

Dou Jinglan looked at him amusedly.It turned out to be like this, so I ran out to work part-time in broad daylight.

Jiang Bang suddenly remembered something: "How much money do you have in a day like this?"

Dou Jinglan: "120 three yuan."

Accurate to a few pieces.

Jiang Bang: "Your uncle asks you for money every day?"

Dou Jinglan gave him a surprised look, as if asking how do you know.

Jiang Bang scratched his head embarrassingly: "The store manager told me."

Dou Jinglan: "No wonder."

Everyone in that street knew him, so Dou Jinglan was not surprised at all.

Dou Jinglan went on to say: "Well, every day, see how much he drank, the more he drank, the more he drank..."

Jiang Bang frowned: "Is he drinking?"

Dou Jinglan: "Yes."

Jiang Bang frowned in disgust: "You want to go in this kind of weather?"

Dou Jinglan smiled strangely: "Rain or shine."

Jiang Bang didn't know how to comfort him, and finally understood why he didn't want to say anything when the nurse asked him just now.

This rotten person, if he doesn't say the best, he is a disgusting person.

Jiang Bang thought for a while, and put his hand on Dou Jinglan's fist that he didn't know when he started to clenched tightly.

Dou Jinglan suddenly turned to look at him.

Jiang Bang was taken aback by him: "What's wrong?"

Dou Jinglan shook her head after a long time and said, "Your hands are so warm."

Jiang Bang chuckled: "That's for sure, I wear thick clothes."

Just now when Dou Jinglan woke up, he put on his coat, and now it's even hotter after eating.

"But your hands are quite cold, why don't you wear more clothes, let me warm you up."

Dou Jinglan paused, and chose to tell the truth in a harmonious atmosphere: "I don't have money to buy, winter clothes are too expensive."

Jiang Bang didn't speak, but held his hand even tighter.

There was another muffled thunder outside, and Jiang Bang looked out with a sigh: "Wow, this thunder is so loud, it's like the end of the world."

His warm and dry hand never moved away. Dou Jinglan blinked and blinked again, not thinking about moving his hand away at all.

Uncle Biao went back and forth, and greeted Jiang Bang with a bag of clothes: "Come and try, Uncle bought some clothes for you. I saw the clearance downstairs, buy one get one free, so I took two of them, but the size may vary. Not quite right."

Jiang Bang said in surprise: "Uncle, you came just in time. I was just talking about it. I have nothing to do sitting here. I want to go to the supermarket to buy something."

Dou Jinglan wanted to explain, but Jiang Bang gently pinched his palm.

Jiang Bo turned his back to him.

Because of the rainstorm, the lights in the room were turned on, and the dead white light shone on Jiang Bang's gleaming white wrist.

His hands were in the shadows, tickling him playfully.

Uncle Biao looked at the child on the hospital bed with a surprised look on his face, and said, "Yes, there are just two of them, so let's try both, and see which one is more suitable to wear."

He put down his clothes, with a natural expression, and he couldn't tell that he had spoken to the script in advance: "Come on, let's try on two scarves first."

The plaid color is very versatile. Jiang Bang picked up a khaki pair and fiddled with it to put it on, only to find that the other one was still sitting on the hospital bed.

Humming a song, he picked up another gray-and-white grid and walked over, saying, "It's just right, don't get up, sit down, and I'll wear it for you."

The scarf is a bit rough around the perimeter.

Jiang Bang went around twice and felt that it was a bit short, so he got closer.

His down jacket was very thick, like a bread jacket, and when he got close, Dou Jinglan's face was covered with a smooth surface, which was icy cold.

That's a little too close.

Dou Jinglan told himself that he should go to a part-time job, stand up now, and leave from here, otherwise he will be scolded by his uncle if he doesn't get today's money, and may inevitably get kicked.

But when Jiang Bang approached him with a faint fragrance, he even breathed lightly unconsciously.

He felt the boy in front of him wrap the scarf around the back of his head, pull it to his chest, and even tie a beautiful and simple knot leisurely.

During the movement, the opponent's hand inevitably rubbed against Dou Jinglan's ear, and Dou Jinglan moved subconsciously, wanting to turn his head to make it easier for him to move.

Jiang Bang pulled the scarf and whispered, "Don't move."

His warm breath fell on Dou Jinglan's ear, and he evened out the excessive folds of the scarf there, humming with his head down.

The boy's outline is still not fully opened, the curvature of his lips looks very plump, and the line from the chin to the neck is smooth and smooth.

It makes people want to touch it.

Dou Jinglan suddenly woke up as if being slapped by this word.

And Jiang Bang had finished tidying up, took the mirror next to him and put it in front of him, and asked, "Does it look good? Is it particularly suitable?"

He himself is smug, so he also leaned over to force the same frame with Dou Jinglan, and said with a smile: "These two colors go well together."

Jiang Bang fiddled with his own bangs, and raised his eyebrows at the person in the mirror with air.

The self in the mirror raised an eyebrow following him.

Jiang Bang laughed out loud: "Why am I so stupid..."

He simply sat sideways on the hospital bed, huddled with Dou Jinglan affectionately, and asked another expressionless person in the mirror: "Why didn't you show anything? How beautiful, do you like it?"

Dou Jinglan looked into the mirror, and met Jiang Bang's gaze.

Those eyes were bright and cheerful, making the lifeless ward come alive because of him.

The boy with little expression lowered his eyes in embarrassment and said.

"like."

The author has something to say: I like, I like the scarf and you.