silent sample

The logical emphasis of sleeping is once, once, and it is over after sleeping. Song Yichuan did not bend at all on this point, and unexpectedly catered to Tang Yuan.

After the end, the two were silent. Tang Yuan lay on the side by the window with his back facing. The curtains were drawn but could not be closed. You can see the gray and white raindrops all over the place.

Tang Yuan opened his eyes and stared steadily, the surroundings were silent, and after a while his eyelids began to twitch.

He actually didn't want to sleep, and he couldn't sleep, not to mention how uncomfortable all the thoughts and feelings in his body were. To fall asleep at such a time, it seemed that he was so satisfied physically and mentally after this incident.

In fact, he didn't feel happy at all. Before he came, he knew that he couldn't feel happy just because of his relationship with Song Yichuan. Apart from pain, humiliation and repeated self-loathing, he felt nothing else during the process.

Song Yichuan will not be as complicated as him, but he should also feel the humiliation, the kind of humiliation of being held hostage and forced to make a choice.

So in the end it was a contest between the two of them that outweighed the gains.

But Tang Yuan knew that even without this contest, the relationship between him and Song Yichuan would not be back to the past, or in other words, there was no past at all. He had already had an ulterior purpose in getting close to Song Yichuan from the very beginning.

Song Yichuan probably didn't fall asleep either, but he also chose to remain silent. Tang Yuan thought that he would leave if he pulled away, at least the kind that slammed the door, but unexpectedly he stayed for half an hour unexpectedly.

This half hour must not have been reserved for Tang Yuan, maybe because he was tired, maybe because he couldn't accept the reality, at least he didn't want to take care of Tang Yuan's emotions, because if Song Yichuan really wanted to, they wouldn't end up that way.

But Tang Yuan is still relieved, because he can lie on the same bed with Song Yichuan, and this kind of opportunity should never happen in the future, so it makes sense that he is reluctant to close his eyes if he does not sleep.

There was movement behind him, Song Yichuan got up to put on his clothes, he didn't take off much at first, but he stripped Tang Yuan clean.

After getting dressed, he stood by the bed and said that he would go back to school later.

Tang Yuan closed the door when he let him go.

"Aren't you going?"

"Are we going the same way?"

Even if they were the same, wouldn't it be funny to walk back together at this time?

What do you think, Tang Yuan wrapped his head in a quilt and urged silently.

After a while, he heard the sound of the door being closed, very lightly, just like Song Yichuan's footsteps, embarrassment or other reasons, Song Yichuan seemed to deliberately lower his sense of presence, and would open his mouth to tell him that he wanted to go back to school, Possibly his last upbringing.

It wasn't until the room was quiet for a long time, and there was no sound around, that Tang Yuan was sure that he had really left.

He moved, got out of bed to pick up his cell phone, the call was from Yang Qifan, and he sent seven or eight messages before calling, saying that Lao Xu found out about his skipping class and told him to go back quickly.

Tang Yuan looked up and down several times, and he was sure that he was talking about Lao Xu and not Lao Tian, ​​because "you two" was mentioned in the message, which meant that the person who was discovered by Lao Xu was not him, but Song Yichuan.

Song Yichuan should have never skipped class, the only time he was caught straight, why did he suddenly come to him, the day is not counted, it can't be done when Lao Xu is away someday.

But Tang Yuan couldn't control these anymore, he got up and took a shower, when the hot water rushed to his body, the taste was really good, the tingling pain everywhere felt like he wanted to scrape off a layer of skin against the edge of his outline Come on, the mirror covered with fog is even more, reflecting the mottled body.

He turned around with difficulty, came out with difficulty, got dressed, originally planned to sleep here for the night, and went directly to school the next day, but suddenly he didn't feel sleepy anymore, and wanted to go to the hospital to see Tang Sirong.

In the single ward, Tang Yiyu's slightly bloated body was curled up on the sofa. His hands and feet were long, so he must have been uncomfortable sleeping like this. Tang Yuan came in and woke him up. The light was always on, and Tang Yiyu saw his face at a glance. injury.

He squinted his eyes and sat up, "How did you do it?"

In the usual way, Tang Yuan might explain to him with a playful smile on his face, deliberately talking about something and talking about it, until Tang Yiyu lost interest and stopped asking.

But I don’t know when it started, he suddenly didn’t want to talk, he had been with Song Yichuan for so long, he didn’t learn anything good, but he learned the word silence thoroughly, Tang Yuan tightened his coat, went to sit in front of Tang Sirong’s bed down.

She wore an oxygen mask on her face, her body was swollen on a large scale, and her outline was deformed due to swelling. The stretched skin had a bluish-white abnormal luster. Under the bleak fluorescent light in the ward, it looked like that at first glance. shocking.

Tang Yuan was stunned by this scene, he had never seen Tang Sirong's... this look had nothing to do with beauty, it seemed like a completely different person, but he couldn't remember it, it was a long time The torment turned her into this, or overnight, and fate went to this step.

He held her hand through the quilt, not daring to use too much force, Tang Yiyu stood behind him at some point and watched with him.

"Woke up once during the day and talked to me."

He said the good news that they were eagerly looking forward to and willing to hear, but Tang Yuan didn't feel relieved at all. He asked, "How long will she have?"

Tang Yiyu pressed hard on his shoulder with his hand, and after a long time he said: "It will be better."

"can you?"

"Yes, auspicious people have their own appearance."

"Auspicious people with auspicious signs will not suffer from this disease."

Tang Yuan was tired of pointless self-comfort, admitting that such superficial numbness was useless, they all knew, everyone knew that the miracle did not favor her this time.

He couldn't bear it, that's why he often thought, it's better to try it at that time, maybe there is still a chance of survival, even if it doesn't work, it's better to leave unconsciously on the operating table, so that she doesn't have to go through these things, and stays in the hospital. Everyone's impression will always be that perfect look.

If she knew that her illness would relapse so quickly later, would Tang Sirong still choose this way, or would she have never made a choice, her so-called choice was just following them, or choosing for them.

Tang Yuan bowed his waist, his forehead was pressed against the edge of the bed, and the thin bones under his thin shoulders were propped up, bending into a fragile paper bridge, trembling slightly in the sound of monitoring signals.

He was still glad that he slept with Song Yichuan that night. Before that, he might never have asked this sentence that even Tang Yiyu dared not admit.

And the reason why he dared to admit it was because he had found love, weeds were growing all over his heart, delusional to get it, and for a while he had the courage to face the loss.

Tang Yuan curled up on the chair in the ward all night. Tang Yiyu went out in the middle of the night and asked him to sleep on the sofa. Tang Yuan didn't move. He was very uncomfortable all the time. His whole body was cold, his legs were so weak that he couldn't use his strength, and he almost fell when he got up.

The nurse he knew saw that he was blushing abnormally, and asked if he had a fever. Tang Yuan went to take her temperature with her, and it was true. The nurse asked him to register and give him an injection when he came back. Tang Yuan went downstairs with the order she had issued. , groggy because of a phone call from Lao Tian, ​​got on the bus back to school.

Unexpectedly, he was not late, and stepped on the dot to enter the classroom. After entering, he lay down on the table.

... His whole body hurts, especially that place. His hands clenched tightly on his arms, and his veins were squeezed out.

Yang Qifan didn't notice anything strange about him, he just thought he was sleepy, and he didn't start reading early, so he turned to ask him where he was last night, no matter how many times he called and sent messages, he didn't reply.

"Going to play." Tang Yuan was weak.

"playing what?"

"What's the fun?"

It's perfunctory to hear this.

"It's fine with others, what can I play with Song Yichuan, he looks like someone who can play?"

How could Tang Yuan have the nerve to say that the two of them are actually very good at playing and they are quite big.

"Could it be..." Yang Qifan approached him mysteriously, "Let's secretly give you tuition."

"..." Tang Yuan was amused by his brainstorming, he tugged at his collar, before he could speak, Lao Tian came in from the back door and called him to the office.

Yesterday Song Yichuan came to see him, and many people saw it. It is an indisputable fact that neither of them was there in the evening self-study, so there is no excuse. Lao Tian asked him what he did last night, and Tang Yuan answered honestly, "I went to the Internet cafe to play games. .”

Lao Tian glared at him, "Playing games or fighting?"

"Play games first and then fight." Tang Yuan said: "His skills are too good, I couldn't hold back."

"..." Lao Tian's expression was a bit indescribable. She believed that boys of this age could easily resist temptation when they went to the Internet cafe to play games, but when they came back after going out so unhappy, she was even more worried that the two of them were fighting with others outside.

"What did he say?" Tang Yuan asked.

"Why, do you still want to confess?"

"I didn't think so." Tang Yuan smiled, "You can guess, he must have said nothing, such a dish, are you embarrassed to say so?"

"No matter what, fighting is a serious violation of discipline. Count how many times you have returned to Tang Yuan." Lao Tian raised his voice.

What about going to bed, is going to bed a violation of discipline, Tang Yuan still wants to defend himself, "I didn't fight much, it's just what you saw."

"Really?" Lao Tian obviously didn't believe it, and he was about to come and pick off his collar. Tang Yuan didn't expect her to come for real. He was terrified and raised his hand reflexively, holding it tightly to avoid it. When it touched his wrist, the touch felt a little abnormal, "Why is it so hot, do you have a fever?"

Tang Yuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his eye sockets were extremely red. Just now, when he made jokes, Lao Tian only thought that he was playing a game and stayed up all night. After seeing that he was really not energetic, he realized that his heart softened again, and asked him to sit down and talk .

Unexpectedly, Tang Yuan would hate this word the most. He shook his head. It just so happened that Lao Xu walked in, followed by someone behind him. , Tang Yuan quickly turned away.

It was chic when it was said that it could not be seen, who would have thought that there would be such a thing in the future.

There was a long and thin bloodstain under Song Yichuan's right eye, as if it was scratched by something sharp. Tang Yuan thought carefully, with his posture at that time, it shouldn't be able to reach his front, and he didn't have any nails to leave such a long scar. , which shows the confusion at that time.

After Song Yichuan came in, he stood on the other side of the desk, with the aisle in the middle, Lao Xu pushed in forcefully, and when he saw Tang Yuan, he scolded with a livid face: "Your Teacher Tian is right, you can still give me money when you leave." How many times have I caused trouble? Ah? How many times have you said it yourself?"

Lao Tian moved Lao Xu's chair, and when he passed Tang Yuan, he pushed him from behind. Of course Tang Yuan didn't want to be punished, so he turned his head and put on a serious smile, "Mr. Xu, please don't be angry, we are just kidding, Not really."

After Tang Yuan finished speaking, Song Yichuan glanced at him from the corner of his eye.

"Amusing?" Old Xu was so angry that he stood up again before he sat down, "Skip class in the middle of the night and climb over the wall to go out to have fun. It's big enough. When is it? Do you have any points in your mind? I Seeing that each of you is floating, your mind is useless on the right way!"

...It is indeed useless on the right path, and it has gone out a hundred and eight thousand miles. It belongs to the kind that Lao Xu knew that he was going to be hanged. Tang Yuan was speechless, and Song Yichuan didn't speak. Tang Yuan, who said he was instigating him, was beaten back by Lao Xu's question, did he have long legs?

"I don't know where such a lax and impetuous wind blows, even you can be affected." Old Xu looked at Song Yichuan, and scolded someone else, "What are you thinking about after being out of state for so long, want to go out and play? Do you want the colorful world outside? I think you are in a daze!..."

Taking advantage of Lao Xu's inattention, Tang Yuan relaxed and leaned on the desk. He couldn't stand still, his legs were weak, his head was light, his eyes were blurred after looking at things for a long time, and he seemed to have a giant monster in his body. Devouring his mind, what little consciousness he had was like chewed and spit out residue.

"Mr. Xu, please calm down. It's hot, so there's nothing wrong with it." Lao Tian first echoed a few times. After all, Lao Xu's seniority is there, so he has to finish his sentence first. It’s settled today, and we’re going to class right away, why don’t we let them go back first?”

"Why don't you rush, it seems that the college entrance examination is over now." Old Xu couldn't understand the so-called tolerant policy of young teachers of his generation towards students. In his opinion, this matter is actually bad in nature, and not giving a lesson is to encourage unhealthy trends Evil.

"I mean..." Lao Tian looked distressed, and looked at Tang Yuan, "I'm sick."

After the words fell, Song Yichuan and Lao Xu looked at him at the same time, they didn't need to take their temperature or anything, standing there was evidence of illness, Tang Yuan's face was pale, and the sweat from his temples kept dripping down, he leaned against the table behind , a slight movement will leave a hand of fog on the glass.

Lao Tian said, "I don't mind beating or punishing me, but I have to wait until my health recovers anyway, don't you think so?"

Tang Yuan's current appearance fell into the eyes of Old Xu, that is, he caught a cold outside at night, and he was not worthy of sympathy, but after all, he was his student, so he couldn't help but soften his heart. Old Xu calmed down and asked him to go back first , but this matter is not over, when the day is better, I will continue to come to the office to find him.

Lao Tianxu helped Tang Yuan's back and led him out. When he passed Song Yichuan, he raised his hand, but before he could do anything, Tang Yuan had already walked past him.

"Send you back?" Lao Tian asked, "Is there anyone at home?"

"Yeah." Tang Yuan's mind is not turning now, it doesn't matter what he says and where he goes, he just wants to lie down and sleep.

Lao Tian was driving, and Tang Yuan's cell phone rang when he was about to arrive. He waited until he got out of the car before taking it out to look at it.

Yang Qifan: 【Where have you been? Song Yichuan just came to look for you. 】

Tang Yuan found it incredible that he would come to him.

And at this moment, an even more incredible thing happened, Song Yichuan actually sent him a message, 【What's wrong with your body? 】

Tang Yuan thought that he should be deleted when he went out, 【I really don't understand or I don't understand. 】

Song Yichuan: [? 】

This question mark stopped Tang Yuan from asking.

At the beginning when Song Yichuan came to him, Tang Yuan suspected that he might not know how to do it, but it turned out that he knew, although it was no different from not knowing, but at least it showed that he had done his homework. , Have you ever thought about the consequences?

It's amazing, Tang Yuan smiled thinking about it, and replied, [Didn't I tell you to lighten up last night. 】

The message was sent out, but Song Yichuan didn't reply. Tang Yuan guessed that he understood, and then choked again.

If this is the case, then take the big one and treat it as a parting message.

[When you really meet someone in the future, remember to be gentle, don't hit me so desperately, I'm rough and thick, it's okay, others may not be able to bear it. 】

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