He is more fickle than Fengyue

"Is there?" Bo Yan touched her nose subconsciously, and looked again.

Sure enough, his hands were already stained with bright red blood.

Since when did she not even feel a runny nose?

"Thin Smoke—"

Lu Beichen came back to his senses, hurriedly went to the bedside table to grab a pack of tissues, and wiped Bo Yan's nosebleed in a panic.

Mama Lin was extremely nervous, "Yanyan, quickly raise your head and look at the ceiling."

Bo Yan complied, and immediately raised her neck. She took Lu Beichen's tissue, "I'll do it myself."

"Don't talk about Yanyan, bear with it for a while." Lin Ma said, while supporting Bo Yan to sit on the bed, "Xiaochen had a nosebleed when he was a child, and I did the same."

Bo Yan obediently did not speak, but after all, she was not an ordinary nosebleed, and it didn't stop after a long time, Lu Beichen's face was heavy, "Bo Yan, I'd better send you to the hospital."

He even regretted that he was so sloppy, couldn't stand her coquetry, and brought her out. Her current physical condition should have been taken care of in the hospital.

"No need, Lu Beichen, just help me get some medicine, and I'll be fine after taking it."

Yes, you have to take medicine.

It was only then that he remembered that today was delayed, and she hadn't had time to take the medicine yet.

So he immediately went to open the suitcase, frantically found the medicine from it, and poured out the pills according to the instructions.

At this time, Boyan's voice sounded in my ear, "Don't read the instruction manual, pour a few more pills, or it won't work."

Lu Beichen was stunned for a moment, but in the end he followed Bo Yan's instructions and poured more water. Mama Lin also went to fetch hot water, brought it over, and carefully served Bo Yan to take the medicine.

Fortunately, the effect of the medicine came quickly, and it didn't take long before the bleeding finally stopped, but almost a whole pack of toilet paper was used, and the trash can was full of bloody paper towels.

Seeing that her symptoms had eased, Lu Beichen was relieved.

He admitted that her condition did scare her just now, so much blood flowed continuously, as if it would never stop.

At that moment, his mind was completely blank, and only now did he feel a little bit of stability.

"Bo Yan, are you feeling better?"

"It's okay." Bo Yan sniffed, and threw the blood-stained tissue into the trash can.

Lin's mother on the side was very worried, "Yanyan, what's the matter with you, how did you behave so well, and bled so much?"

Mama Lin is quite experienced in this area. Generally speaking, it is normal for children to have nosebleeds, but at this age, they still have nosebleeds, and even need to take medicine to stop the bleeding. There must be a problem.

"Also, what medicine did you take just now? Are you sick?"

"Yanyan, Mama Lin is getting old, don't scare me."

That's right, Mama Lin is getting old, and she really doesn't want people who care about her to know about her own cancer, especially the elders.

Anyway, it can't be cured, and sooner or later it will be a dead end. Why do you need to speak out to make them frightened?

"I'm fine." Bo Yan made an excuse, "It's because the seasons changed a while ago, my nose was uncomfortable and I always rubbed it, but I didn't expect that the nasal membrane was damaged, so I always had nosebleeds. The doctor prescribed medicine and took it. Just fine."

"Don't worry, Lin Ma, it's just a small problem."

Mama Lin didn't fully believe it, "Really?"

"Really, if you don't believe me, ask Lu Beichen."

Bo Yan successfully shifted the problem to Lu Beichen.

Sure enough, Mama Lin immediately looked at Lu Beichen, "Xiaochen, tell me."

"Since I was a child, you will not lie to me."

In front of Mama Lin, Lu Beichen had never lied.

But this time was different, he had to follow Bo Yan's words, "She didn't lie to you."

Mama Lin wanted to say something else, but Lu Beichen didn't give her a chance, "Don't worry, Mama Lin, Bo Yan is my wife, and I will take good care of her."

"As for you, old man, you should go to rest early. Go to bed early and get up early to be healthy. I hope you can live a few more years."

"You are used to saying nice things with your mouth." Mother Lin shook her head, "Then I'll go first, Yanyan is not in good health, so don't drag her to stay up late."

After finishing speaking, Mama Lin finally left and closed the door behind them.

After dismissing Mama Lin, Lu Beichen turned around, "Bo Yan, you..."

"I'm going to take a shower." Bo Yan interrupted him directly, and turned to enter the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, Lu Beichen vaguely saw Bo Yan's Miaoman figure through the frosted door.

After getting cancer, she lost a lot of weight, her collarbone is clearly visible, and her chin is sharper than before, but it is strange, except where she should not be thin, she is not thin at all, and her Adam's apple subconsciously rolled down, as if there was Some kind of desire is born.

At this moment, the sound of water was mixed with the sound of thin smoke, "Lu Beichen, why is there no towel inside?"

When he came back to his senses, he frowned instantly, and even wanted to slap himself.

Lu Beichen, what time is it, you still have these messy thoughts in your head, you really deserve to die.

Fortunately, soon, he returned to normal, "Wait a minute, I'll get it to you right away."

Seaside supermarkets, especially the bathrooms, so Mama Lin always seals the towels and puts them in a special place.

Lu Beichen opened the drawer, took the towel and bath towel, walked over and knocked on the bathroom door, "Should I put it outside, or bring it in for you?"

After the words fell, the bathroom door opened a crack, and a hand was stretched out.

Her hands were thin and white, reminding Lu Beichen of skin like fat and hands like catkins.

"give it to me."

Only then did he put the towel and bath towel in her palm.

In the next second, "Wow--"

The door of the bathroom was closed again, only the sound of water continued, and it took an unknown amount of time before it finally stopped.

Bo Yan didn't bring a change of clothes to go in, and when she came out, she was wrapped in a bath towel, her hair hadn't been dried, and the tips of her hair were still dripping with water.

Although it is summer, the indoor air conditioner is sufficient and it is still quite cold. He worried, "Why didn't you blow your hair, it's easy to catch cold later."

"I just tried it, and the hair dryer inside is not working." Bo Yan asked him, "Do you have any more hair dryers? I want to change it."

It was only then that Lu Beichen remembered that the hair dryer inside was really not easy to use for girls. You have to keep pressing the button to turn on the power, and it will automatically turn off when you put it down.

He seldom comes a year, men's hair is short, so he didn't pay much attention to it, and didn't want to bother Mama Lin because of it, so he just came over after these years.

But it's different now, this time, he has Bo Yan by his side.

"Mama Lin and the others should be asleep. Let's do it tomorrow. I'll accompany you to buy a new one tomorrow."

"Forget it." Just as Bo Yan turned around and was about to re-enter the bathroom to make a living, she heard Lu Beichen's voice, "Come here, I'll blow it for you."

"No, I myself..."

"Aren't we in a relationship? It should be a routine practice to blow-dry your girlfriend's hair during the relationship?" He seemed to sigh helplessly, "Bo Yan, don't always reject me."

After all, Bo Yan didn't say anything more, just smiled faintly, "Okay."

So, she saw Lu Beichen went to the bathroom, and when he came out, he had a hair dryer in his hand.

After turning on the hair dryer, he asked her to sit on the edge of the bed while he stood in front of her. After adjusting the temperature, he bent down.

His fair and slender fingers lifted her long hair, and he lowered his head, blowing her hair gently.

She has dark and thick hair, and it takes a lot of time to dry it, but he is extraordinarily patient, and he doesn't dislike the soreness of his hands at all, or the tiredness of shouting a word.

The old-fashioned hair dryer made a buzzing sound, and the warm air brushed against her cheeks and passed through her hair. Thin Smoke raised her eyes slightly, and all she could see was his handsome face.

In fact, Lu Beichen's appearance is very outstanding, especially now from her point of view, the facial features are three-dimensional and exquisite, as if they were carved out, and there is no slight flaw to be found. The dim light behind him makes him seem to be bathed in the sun, and the whole person has a faint feeling Golden velvet trim.

He was holding a hair dryer in one hand and brushing her long hair with the other, with lowered eyebrows and extremely patience, a look she had never seen before.

It's not that he didn't blow his hair. During the time they lived together, let alone blowing his hair, he even washed his hair every time. It's just that she couldn't see it at the time, but now, she can finally understand it clearly. see.

Maybe it was because the past was so beautiful that she was in a daze at this moment, and she forgot some bad things. Before her mind could react, her hand was already on his neck.

He was caught off guard, stiff all over, and the hair dryer in his hand fell to the ground with a clang, "Thin smoke?"

"Don't talk." For some reason, her voice was thickly nasal, "Just hug me."

The hair dryer was still whirring, but Lu Beichen's hand had already wrapped around her slender waist, "Yeah."

With a little effort, he picked her up from the bed, then turned around and sat down.

Now, their positions were completely reversed, Lu Beichen was sitting on the edge of the bed, and her petite body was straddling her lap. This posture should have been extraordinarily ambiguous, but now, they There is no ambiguous atmosphere between them, only cuddling each other.

Bo Yan's chin rested on his shoulder, sniffing the breath on his body, the corners of his mouth finally had a slight curvature, which was the kind of satisfaction from the heart, "That's great."

Even if everything is fake, but at this second, she still feels comfortable and satisfied in her heart.

Because of her, I finally met the Lu Beichen back then, the boy she once loved to the bottom of her heart and occupied all her youthful time.

He patted her back lightly with his hands one after the other. She closed her eyes and enjoyed everything now, almost murmuring, "Lu Beichen, do you still remember the first time you played for me? When it comes to hair?"

At the same time, the force with which he slapped her on the back lost control, several times heavier than before.

Sensing something unusual, she suddenly opened her eyes, "What's wrong?"

The corners of his mouth sank slightly, and the lines of his face were almost hidden in the shadows.

He said, "Bo Yan, you have identified the wrong person."