The seven years between me and Zha Gong

"Before he was very obedient. He got good academic performance. He was a bit dull, but he was very cute." Fang Qiyan took a sip of beer and said sullenly, "He is a little thin, his face turns red easily, and he doesn't hurt his hands when he hugs him. Probably because the body is soft, and the lips feel good when kissed, I don’t know why there is always a fragrance.”

Chu Simiao was a little dazed: "Uh... are you talking about Chen Ningshuang?"

Fang Qiyan looked at his friend, sighed silently, and did not speak.

Chu Simiao raised the corners of his lips and shook the wine in the glass, his movements were somewhat graceful: "Actually, it's very easy to pursue girls."

"That's right, didn't Master Chu transfer to Fengcheng No. [-] Middle School because he incurred too many romantic debts at his original school, and you still wear a pair of glasses to cover your peach blossom eyes all day?" Fang Qiyan rolled his eyes. , Said, among his group of drinking and meat friends, only Chu Simiao can be regarded as sincere. After all, the two grew up together since childhood, and they know each other well.

Chu Simiao patted his head and said: "Oh, my head still hurts when I say it, Qi Yan, chasing girls, you always have a bad face, you have to remember, what she needs most, Just give her whatever you want, ask her questions, and treat her with sincerity."

Give what you need?What does Lan Weiyu need?Fang Qiyan fell into deep thought.

On the weekend, it rained, and the heavy rain rolled up the dust on the ground. The sky in Fengcheng was so gray that I couldn't see anything clearly.

Fang Qiyan and his father walked into Fengcheng Hospital together. The Fang Group invested and introduced an advanced instrument from abroad. It is said that currently only Beicheng Hospital and Fengcheng Hospital have it in China.

The dean invited Fang Qiyan's father to visit the courtyard. In fact, he invited someone to have a meal in disguise to thank this local tyrant.

Fang Qiyan's father and the dean were chatting in the dean's room. Fang Qiyan felt bored, so he walked out of the dean's room and wandered around.

When he reached the door of a ward, he stopped. Through the glass window, Fang Qiyan saw a familiar figure lying on the side of the bed. Fang Qiyan was stunned, his heart beating wildly. walked in.

There was a pale boy lying on the hospital bed with a breathing tube in his nose. Lan Weiyu was lying on the side of the bed and fell asleep with a book. He was breathing steadily and his eyelashes were long and beautiful. Cheek, Lan Weiyu was awakened, he slowly opened his eyes, and saw Fang Qiyan's face.

He rubbed his eyes, suspecting that he was wrong.

"Wake up." Fang Qiyan withdrew his hand, a little embarrassed, Lan Weiyu looked at him for a long time, and said, "Fang Qiyan? What are you doing here?" Fang Qiyan coughed lightly, and said, "Uh, my father and I are here to do something. Who is this boy? Are you related?"

Lan Weiyu looked at Lan Weiran with gentle eyes: "His name is Xiaoran, he is my younger brother."

Fang Qiyan nodded, brother, no wonder, this boy's eyebrows and eyes are a bit like Lan Weiyu, only thinner.

"What's wrong with him?"

"I have a heart problem, it's very serious, and the doctor always says that I need an operation, but it doesn't get better." Lan Weiyu's eyes were a little sad.

No wonder, Lan Weiyu didn't go to study at night because she came to the hospital to take care of her younger brother.

Lan Weiyu tucked the corner of the quilt for Lan Weiran, and suddenly, Lan Weiran's electrocardiogram became a straight line, "Di...!" The protracted ending made Lan Weiyu startled.