Little mortals' dreams come true

There was a knock on the door, Li Fan closed the book in his hand, opened the curtain and glanced at the loquat tree downstairs, there was no one under the tree.

He put down the book and walked towards the door, the expression on his face didn't change much, just before opening the door, he raised his hand and pressed the neckline, the button that was soaked in body temperature lay quietly on the collarbone.

Opening the door, Han Sheng's tall figure stood quietly at the door. His body was damp, not cold, but like steaming sweat, with sticky heat, it swept over the moment the door opened, wrapping Li Fan up. in.

Li Fan raised his head slightly, his gaze moved upwards from Han Sheng's heaving chest to his tired face, passed his deep gaze, and stayed on a slightly long disheveled hair for a few seconds, then slowly fell down and glanced at The umbrella "left behind" by the door said softly:

"Come in directly, there are not many slippers."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Han Sheng's reaction, he went into the living room on his own, and took out a glass from the cabinet to catch hot water.

The glass was not well insulated, and Li Fan's hand holding the glass was too low, and was scalded by the hot water, so he quickly changed his posture with the other hand to support it.

At the moment when the four eyes met, he was actually a little worried that he would lose control, but the strange thing was that his heart was very calm, so calm that his whole body was a little empty, but he just thought inexplicably that he had lost weight.

Because the water was too hot, Li Fan only drank half of the glass. When he turned around, Han Sheng was already standing in the middle of the living room, staring at him motionless.

Li Fan didn't look at the hot gaze, but put the water glass in his hand on the tea table, then pointed to the small sofa beside him, and said:

"Sit down and drink some water."

Then he also walked around Han Sheng, intending to sit on the other side, but Han Sheng grabbed his wrist.

Han Sheng's hand was also wet, and his palm was cold. The moment he grasped it, he exerted a little force, touching Li Fan's pulse, and he seemed to loosen it a little helplessly, but he still refused to let go.

Li Fan was stunned for a moment when he was caught, a slight electric current spread from his wrist to his whole body, and a thin circle of red light appeared at the end of his eyes, but it disappeared quickly. When he looked back at Han Sheng, his expression was neither sad nor happy. calm.

It was the first time for Han Sheng to look at Li Fan without a smile from such a close distance. He was very strange, so alienated that it was frighteningly alienated.The apex of his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, he froze in place, Li Fan withdrew his hand without a trace, and said in a low voice:

"Sit down first, I'll get you a dry towel to wipe."

Han Sheng sat down in a daze, took the towel and rubbed a few hairs indiscriminately, the soft towel had a faint scent of laundry detergent, the kind that Li Fan used to use, the familiar smell soothed the panic in his heart , he finally remembered why he came here.

"Xiaofan, I..."

Some words, even if you have thought about it thousands of times in your heart, made up your mind, and made enough preparations, it is still difficult to speak.Han Sheng choked for a moment, looked up to see Li Fan's calm eyes, and forced himself to continue speaking:

"I'm sorry, I was too far wrong before, I was too conceited, and I refused to take a good look at your goodness. You have done so much for me, but I... I did such a stupid thing, I... But I It really wasn't intentional, I regret it every day, and I'd give anything to make it right. I know it's useless to say it now, and I don't know what to do to atone. I've lived alone all this time , I thought that as long as I was strong enough, I would be able to do anything and not have to rely on anyone, but after you left, I realized how much I depended on you, how much I need you, how much I miss you. Xiaofan, I know I don't have the face to say that, but can you give me another chance, don't hide from me, don't disappear..."

What Han Sheng said was confusing, and he didn't see the usual calmness on the negotiating table.Every time I said a sentence, countless memories came to my heart, like a sharp knife pierced into my chest, and the knife saw blood.In the end, it was almost begging.

Li Fan listened quietly from the beginning to the end, with his eyes lowered, seeing Han Sheng's voice gradually lowered at the end, and he stopped as if he was choked up, and then he said flatly:

"You don't have to be like this. As I said before, I don't blame you, and you don't owe me anything. Everything is my own choice. You don't need to feel owed. I will probably live here for a while, and you will have the address. I see, since you are sitting in the house now, you should understand that I will not avoid you anymore."

Li Fan spoke naturally, as if everything was an insignificant matter, and he could pass it on in just a few sentences, but Han Sheng felt uncomfortable in his heart. He tightened his hand holding the towel, and his voice was even hoarse than before:

"Why don't you owe it, you lost Lianyangcheng..."

Li Fan seemed to chuckle slightly, and the brows moved, but he couldn't bend the innocent arc like before:

"I'm different from you. Wansheng is your life, but Yangcheng is not that important to me. I didn't like to do these things. Even without Wansheng, I would give up one day."

If there is no Wansheng, probably there will be no Yangcheng either.

Li Fan looked at his fingertips, buried the last sentence in his heart, and when he spoke again, his tone was calm:

"Take a break, I will find what I really want to do, you should be happy for me, I am relieved."

Han Sheng didn't know what to say anymore, Li Fan's words of relief sent a chill down his spine.In fact, he also vaguely knew that Li Fan didn't like his major that much since he was in college, and he had no interest in starting a company. His ability can completely make Yang Cheng even bigger.Perhaps, to give up Yang Cheng, for Yu Li Fan, it was really a kind of relief to a certain extent.

However, whether it was an illusion or not, Han Sheng always felt that he read other meanings from that sentence of relief, but he didn't dare to think deeply about what that meaning was.

For a while, the two fell into silence.

Anxiety surged into Han Sheng's heart. He felt that he had to do something, but the deep sense of powerlessness made him feel tired even if he moved his fingers.

The man who was looking frantically was sitting opposite him at the moment, but he couldn't do anything.He wanted to apologize and make amends, he would rather Li Fan scold him severely, beat him up, blame him, humiliate him, no matter what he does, as long as it can make Le Fan vent, he will suffer without complaint. .

However, Li Fan just calmly said that he didn't blame him, that he owed nothing.

No blame, so no need to forgive, no need to make amends, no need for anything, nothing you can do will help.

In a trance, Li Fan's figure seemed to be gradually fading, melting into nothingness, going away bit by bit.Han Sheng was startled, and subconsciously growled:

"Xiaofan!"

Startled by the sudden voice, Li Fan raised his head in astonishment, met Han Sheng's scarlet eyes, his heart seemed to be pinched by someone, and the soreness couldn't go away.

Seeing Li Fan looking away in a panic, Han Sheng came back to his senses as if he had woken up, with a burst of cold sweat on his back.He coughed in disguise, and said awkwardly:

"Well, it's okay, I was a little dazed just now, I..."

"Ah."

Li Fan didn't ask too much, the emotion in his eyes had dissipated, and he didn't seem to care at all.

Han Sheng was very afraid to fall into silence again, but he didn't know what to say. He turned his head and saw the small medicine bottle on the edge of the coffee table. The scene of seeing Li Fan entering the clinic in the morning came back to his mind. He hesitated for a moment, and asked cautiously:

"Have you been feeling unwell recently?"

Li Fan noticed Han Sheng's gaze, and knew that Han Sheng had been following him, so he didn't hide it, and said calmly:

"There are some. It's an old problem. Now I'm seeing a psychiatrist. It's much better."

When Han Sheng heard the words from the psychiatrist, Han Sheng's pupils constricted, and his throat became dry and astringent:

"Because of me?"

"No, don't think too much about it. It's over when it's over. I said I don't care."

Li Fan answered quickly and calmly. Seeing that Han Sheng was still frowning, he continued:

"I'm not trying to comfort you. This...may be related to some experiences I had when I was a child. I don't want to mention it. It's nothing now. Besides, there are many people who are under pressure and will make regular appointments with a psychiatrist. You don't have to Think so seriously."

On the contrary, the comforting feeling made Han Sheng uncomfortable. He couldn't help but want to hold Li Fan's hand on the edge of the coffee table, but the distance was a little far, so he could only hold the hot water cup in front of him a little stiffly. Glass, because of nervousness, speaks a little fast:

"Xiaofan, come back with me, okay, I..."

"It's getting late,"

As if he didn't hear it, Li Fan looked at the drowsy sky outside the window and interrupted Han Sheng:

"It's rare for you to come here, let me treat you to dinner."

"Xiaofan..."

"There's nothing at home. I'll take you out to eat. Do you have anything to eat?"

"Don't do that, I-"

"Why don't we watch it as we walk, hurry up, it may rain again in a while. Wait for me a little while, I'll change my clothes."

With that said, Li Fan stood up and hurried into the bedroom.

Han Sheng's mouth was blocked several times, he looked blankly at the closed bedroom door, his lips were still slightly parted, but the words in his throat could not be uttered.