Chosen unlucky guy

When He Jingle woke up again, the sun was still shining outside, and even the ceiling in the hospital ward melted into a blinding white. He opened his eyes for a moment, and then closed them quickly, but even such a slight movement was ignored. The people around him noticed it; he noticed a person standing up from the small chair used for family caregivers, and then, the smell of shampoo came from Xin Sui's hair: "Is there any other discomfort?"

"...Dizzy." He was silent for a while before uttering the word.

"It's normal, don't worry, it's nothing serious." Xin Sui helped him tuck the corner of the quilt, and continued, "I just need to rest, and I can't do strenuous exercise in the near future, and I have to observe for a few more hours before I can be discharged from the hospital. I'll help you Ask the doctor for a leave note, if you don’t want to go back to school for a while, I’ll send you to Ganlu Road, or do you want your friends to accompany you? Either way, okay?”

"Also, Miss Zhao was taking care of Aunt Ju at home, so she didn't come. She said she asked me to apologize for her. You just need to rest and recover from your injuries. She will take care of everything over there."

Probably because Xin Sui's voice and tone were so coaxing to a child, He Jingle's nose was sore, he slowly turned his head, but did not answer, as if he had been hit so hard that all his confidence and fighting spirit were blown away. Yes, the current young master He doesn't look cool or pretty at all.

Quiet spread in this ward, Xin Sui waited for a long time, thinking that He Jingle would not speak anymore, he heard the other party say: "No, I can go back to school... Xin Sui, I'm sorry, it's troublesome is you."

Xin Sui smiled and said, "It's I who want to thank you, not you, maybe that teacup fell on me."

"It's not this." He Jingle stared at the glaring sky outside the window, feeling blurred in front of his eyes, "It was something before, I didn't know that Ju's mother would be so scary when she got sick, and I never met it before, I just, just—"

His voice choked up little by little: "I just heard my sister talk to me a few times, and then I thought, since I know you, can I ask you, sorry, I don't know that."

If he had known that the result would be like this, then he would definitely not have opened this mouth with Xin Sui. On the contrary, he would have kept Xin Sui far away, and it would be best never to get close to this place.

He heard Xin Sui sighed very lightly, and then, a big warm hand brushed over the top of his head, slid to the corner of his eyes, and wiped away his tears bit by bit: "Why is this so?" It's easy to cry."

He Jingle's tears flowed even more fiercely, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence, like a child, he gasped for breath when crying urgently, Xin Sui couldn't, he could only help him sit up slowly, and let him sit up. He patted his back and said coaxingly, "I know you are doing it for the good of Aunt Ju, and since I have promised you, it means I think it is very feasible, doesn't it?"

"Besides," Xin Sui held a napkin and zoomed in on He Jingle's smiling face, "Jing Le, I think your sister is right, you are the bravest little lucky star in the world, thanks to you, I can hide from you." After one catastrophe, I am not angry at all, and I stopped crying."

Xin Sui has comforted others countless times in his life, and he has told countless white lies because of this, but only at this moment, he is sure that every word he said is sincere.

He Jingle is indeed lucky. He has a good family background and sincere friends, but these are nothing compared to the last point. The most important thing is that he can always turn bad luck into good luck, and has the ability to escape all the dark sides of the world. magical ability.

A person with such a wonderful ability is still crying, as if he has suffered a lot of grievances. A napkin is not enough, and he was already soaked by tears. He grabbed Xin Sui's sleeve and wiped away his tears On the cuff of the reporter, he asked sobbingly: "Xin Sui, does your back hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt at all." Xin Sui replied with a smile.

"Really?" He Jingle obviously didn't believe it, he let go of his hand, and as soon as he put Xin Sui's arm on the bed, he leaned forward to pick off the other's clothes; it was all because Xin Sui was a decent person, until now Er was still afraid that he would move around and accidentally affect his injury, so Master He's hooliganism was carried out very smoothly. It didn't take him much effort to lift Xin Sui's thin T-shirt up, with a nasal voice Asked: "Turn around and let me have a look."

Xin Sui was very helpless, and could only turn around at his request. It was terrible to see: there was a big piece of bruise on his back, and there were spots of blood in some places, which even looked a little scary.

It's just that He Jingle was more sharp-eyed. He also saw that just above the bruise, almost submerged in the lifted hem of the loose clothes, there was a scar of nearly five centimeters hidden. The scar was grim and seemed to be quite old.

But he didn't say anything, he just said angrily: "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt?"

Xin Sui, who turned back, looked a little guilty, he touched his nose, and wanted to explain again, but He Jingle didn't listen at all, and pushed him out: "Hurry up and go for a checkup to see if you have broken a bone... ...Hurry up! I'm going to be mad!"

"I'm warning you, I'm going to get dizzy when I'm angry! When I fall ill, I'm going to blackmail you!"

"..."

Xin Sui couldn't hold back him, so he could only put himself in the ward for an examination; He Jingle stayed on the bed by himself, almost the moment the door of the room was closed, his eyelashes drooped.

He was still wearing a hospital gown, his body was thin and pale, like a wilted green plant on the balcony after being exposed to the sun, only the corners of his eyes were still wet from crying; after a while, he slowly touched the pillow When I opened my mobile phone, I saw that there were many unread messages. The latest one was from Yu Yehao, half an hour ago: [Master, where is it?My speech has just ended, and I sneaked out now, do you still want to come and play, how about I take you to eat your favorite maocai in the food street? ]

He scrolled down and found that Xiang Kongshan had also sent earlier: [Le Zai, guess what, I just asked casually, and the teacher promised me to have an interview with him tomorrow. I am free now, how about it? Face to play with me? ]

Ke Wenyao was a voice with a noisy background, probably just after class: "Hey, Le Zi, I asked my roommate to help me answer it, calling Shan Ge, let's walk on the basketball court?... I really don't understand what a bunch of big guys are doing. Why do gentlemen choose to learn flower arrangement on the day with the most classes, I can learn a fart, don’t wait until the end of the day, everyone else will talk about it, I will learn the art of flower arrangement!"

Lin Yanfa: [I changed shifts with someone else, do you want to watch a movie? ]

Yu Kangzhe didn't hurry up, He Jingle had to read the news before the last one sent a message: [Damn, this exhibition made my legs go weak, I didn't see art or not, I only saw money up!Come out for a meal?Seeking to cultivate the sentiments of our rich second generation at a close distance! ]

……

He Jingle stared at the screen, his eyes were sore, and suddenly, a tear fell on the screen that was turned off.

He held the phone, buried his head in his knees, and didn't lift it up for a long time.

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Big announcement: this Friday! "The Unlucky One Chosen" will enter V!It is estimated that [-] words will be updated on the same day. I hope everyone will support the young master and casual brother hahaha.

as well as.I will ask for leave tomorrow. (whee

In addition, today is International Puppy Day, let us wish He Jingle and his best friend Yu Yehao a happy holiday! #Brass the best rub in the world