In the eyes that are close at hand, there is a strong emotion that Song Xuejing has never seen before.

Song Xuejing was sucked in by that emotion. After a while, he was a little out of oxygen, and when he was about to move, Lu Yan hugged his waist tightly.

Lu Yan couldn't control it.

When Song Xuejing said "No, only you understand what you have experienced, and no one can persuade you to forgive", he couldn't help wanting to hug Song Xuejing.

The only one who didn't persuade him to forgive.

After his mother committed suicide, he hated Lu Zhengjun and himself.

If during that time, Lu Zhengjun spent more time with his mother, if he hadn't left on that day, maybe, maybe...

No possibility.

He lost his mother forever.

Meeting Song Xuejing again, he understood Lu Zhengjun's busyness and his absence.

But he still couldn't forgive.

At least for now, he can't do it.

……

Lu Yan's upper body was hanging in the air, and the more he kissed, the harder he kissed, Song Xuejing had to lean back, and finally leaned on the back of the chair to support him, and the porridge in his hand fell out of his hand without knowing it, and fell to the ground.

Song Xuejing didn't know how long this kiss lasted.

It seemed like a long time, and it seemed that it was just a short while, when he was about to lose his breath, Lu Yan finally let go of his mouth, tilted his head, and slid to the socket of his shoulder.

At this moment, Song Xuejing was as if the air was being sucked dry by a vacuum machine. He breathed eagerly and eased up a little. He raised his hand and pushed Lu Yan who was still attached: "Hot..."

Song Xuejing choked out a word.

In the winter when it was snowing, the heating was turned on in the ward, and Lu Yan's body temperature leaked from the thin hospital gown, the place where the two of them touched was like a stove.

However, Lu Yan did not respond.

Song Xuejing waited for a while and realized that something was wrong. He grabbed Lu Yan's face and looked at it. Lu Yan's eyes were tightly closed, and he had long since lost consciousness.

After a period of turmoil, the doctor coughed a few times after the examination, and tried his best to speak in a normal tone: "It's nothing, just sleep well. But for the next week, it's best not to let him get agitated, and rest well."

The doctor and nurse left.

"Excited?" Jiang Xing was puzzled, and turned to Song Xuejing, "Did something happen just now?"

Song Xuejing's cheeks turned red, and he couldn't hide it at all. He moved his mouth a few times, but he still couldn't make a sound.

Jiang Xing scratched his face in wonder, and after a while, his eyes accidentally caught Song Xuejing's lips.

It seems... swollen?

Are they in the ward! !

Jiang Xing was shocked, his mouth was wide open, but it was true, in his 20s, he was at the age of youth, and he could be energetic even when he was sick.

Jiang Xing couldn't help sighing: "It's nice to be young."

Jiang Xing's voice was not loud, but Song Xuejing could hear clearly. He didn't know how to relax his limbs. He looked at Lu Yan who was sleeping deeply.

The instigator, on the other hand, slept soundly...

"This won't work, you're newlywed." Jiang Xing said suddenly, "Xiao Song, you'd better go home and rest, there are me and Sinan here, don't worry."

Song Xuejing is now like a dumb man eating coptis, and he can't explain that he has nothing to do with Lu Yan, and that Lu Yan did kiss him just now.

An even more intense kiss than that night.

Her lips were still hot, and it seemed that Lu Yan's temperature was still there.

Without further ado, Song Xuejing left, walked out of the door of the ward, turned back again, stood at the door and whispered, "Congee, he'll drink it when he wakes up."

Jiang Xing looked at the crumpled food bag, and at a glance, he had experienced a major event.

He nodded.

It happened that Lu Yan should know how to eat the porridge Song Xuejing bought.

-

Song Xuejing didn't go back to the research institute, but went home. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed. He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. His lips were still hot. He got out of bed again and ran to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

I didn't pay attention when I took a shower, and now I see that my lips are almost swollen.

Fortunately, he has thin lips, which are not so obvious.

Song Xuejing applied some ointment to reduce swelling, but he didn't feel sleepy, so he opened the door and went to the kitchen.

After taking two cans of iced Coke, a cup of ice cubes, and five packs of potato chips, Song Xuejing carried them to the living room.

Putting everything on the coffee table, Song Xuejing sat cross-legged on the carpet, opened a can of Coke, poured it into a glass half filled with ice cubes, and opened a pack of salted egg yolk potato chips.

Song Xuejing was about to grab potato chips and start eating, when she suddenly looked up and looked at the big TV that occupied almost an entire wall in front of her.

"You can watch it when you have time, my play is not bad."

What Lu Yan said echoed in his ears.

Song Xuejing put down the potato chips, found the remote control on the coffee table, turned on the TV, entered Lu Yan, and soon a screen of video appeared.

"The Train to Spring", "Teacher in Seventh Grade", "My Mother", "Non-Existing Space", "Signal from Alien", "Miracle is Red", "Back to Ancient Times to Be a Zombie", " "Secret Forest", "Daqin"...

……

One part is a TV series, the other part is a movie, with Lu Yan on the cover.

The TV series was too long, and Song Xuejing didn't have time, so she picked a movie about an hour and a half, "The Train to Spring".

The first scene is a bright spring day, a green leather train passes the bridge, and the river is sparkling, reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, and chimneys.

A boy in school uniform was sitting on the field ridge by the river, only his back was seen, the breeze blew by, and there was a sound in the distance: "Ayan, it's time to eat!"

The young man turned his head, with a piece of dog's tail in his mouth, jumped up and took out the dog's tail, smiled, and replied loudly: "It's coming!"

……

The boy was Lu Yan.

His immature face looked like it was taken when he was fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was full of vigor.

It was the first time Song Xuejing saw Lu Yan who was so young. It wasn't that Lu Yanyan was old for more than 20 years, but Lu Yan in the movie. His facial features hadn't opened yet. Although he was tall, he was full of student spirit. .

Song Xuejing was engrossed in watching it, and he didn't forget to keep sending potato chips to his mouth.

Click click.

In the eloquent narration of the movie, the sound of chewing potato chips can be heard from time to time.

Suddenly, the sound of chewing potato chips disappeared.

In the dimly lit living room, only the chirping of insects at night and the slightly undulating breathing of the boy echoed.

Song Xuejing looked at the boys and girls secretly kissing in the grass hiding in the grass, and was stunned.

Is it a romance movie?

The camera was zoomed in very close, the starlight, the sound of insects, the grass waves blown by the evening wind, the way Lu Yan closed his eyes and kissed, Song Xuejing unconsciously thought of the kiss in the ward.

Song Xuejing was distracted.

When he came back to his senses, the movie came to the end. The girl waved goodbye to Lu Yan in the green train. Like the first scene, the green train crossed a long bridge. In the distance, a grave was covered with dogtail grass. .

And Lu Yan, reflected in the car window, disappeared bit by bit.

It turned out that it was just a fantasy.

The girl was in tears.

Pressing her face gently against the cold car window, she murmured: "Goodbye, Ah Yan."

……

The movie ended, and a familiar song sounded.

It was the song played by Lu Yan that time in the car, and it was also the first time Song Xuejing heard it, Lu Yan's song.

Song Xuejing picked up the cup and drank the remaining Coke.He turned off the TV after listening to the song.

He finished his coke and potato chips, Song Xuejing looked at the time, it was past four o'clock, and he had to go to work in two hours.

After Song Xuejing finished washing, he walked to the bed and was about to lie down when suddenly he turned around and strode out to Lu Yan's room.

Throwing off the soft quilt, Song Xuejing lay down on it. It was indeed different from his bed, with a faint mint smell, exactly the same as Lu Yan's.

Song Xuejing's feeling of being blocked became even more blocked.

tragedy……

This movie is tragic...

Such a beautiful name, how can the train to spring be a tragedy...

In the ending, the boy played by Lu Yan committed suicide and stayed at the age of 18 forever...

Song Xuejing's sense of substitution is very poor. Apart from sci-fi movies, he occasionally watches other movies, and he has also watched tragedies and literary films, and there has never been any trouble.

Only this time, he entered the play.

He knew very well that it was a movie, a fictional story, Lu Yan did not die, he lived past the age of 18, and is now in the hospital.

fake.

It's a movie.

is the story.

Just a fictional story...

Song Xuejing closed his eyes tightly, trying to force him to fall asleep. The next moment, he kicked over the quilt, got out of bed and ran to the living room, and found the mobile phone from the snack bag.

Finally dialed the phone.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The long waiting sound seemed to be ringing beside Song Xuejing's heart.

He swallowed nervously.

Finally, at the last second, the other person answered: "Hello..."

The man's voice was still vague, "What's the matter, Xiao Song? I just fell asleep."

Song Xuejing pursed her lips and asked, "Is Lu Yan awake?"

Jiang Xing yawned again and again, and glanced at the hospital bed: "I'm awake, I'm drinking porridge."

Song Xuejing felt relieved: "Thank you, I'll call him now."

Jiang Xing was about to hang up the phone, thinking about it was very wrong: "Oh, why didn't you call him directly?"

Song Xuejing said, "I'm afraid he hasn't woken up."

"Oh, then I'll hang up." Jiang Xing didn't notice anything wrong, hung up the phone, lay down and continued to sleep, after a few minutes, he jumped up from the sofa, turned and looked at Lu Yan who was talking on the phone.

its not right!If Lu Yan didn't wake up, wouldn't you be afraid to wake him up?

Couple of dogs!

Jiang Xing clicked his tongue a few times, then fell back on the sofa.

A few meters away, Lu Yan finally figured out why Song Xuejing called.

Some are ridiculous, some...

happy.

Song Xuejing cared about him.

Lu Yan said: "I used to act in death scenes, and I felt that it didn't matter if I died. It was very peaceful and free of worries."

Song Xuejing's breathing was obviously fast.

Lu Yan curled his lips, and the sharp outline showed a bit of tenderness: "But now, I want to live, I want to live a long life."

Guard Song Xuejing for the rest of his life.

The author says:

感谢在2022-09-0523:44:49-2022-09-0623:41:28期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of paste potatoes; 1 bottle of Brother Zhan and Brother Love You;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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