recovery reaction ABO

A light was broken in the corridor outside the emergency room, and the light cast shadows too brightly, and all the outlines were faint.

In fact, what is he really afraid of?

Everything in front of me is illusory, many people come and go, and no one can stay.

Destiny is such a huge and powerful giant hand, everything can be crushed by it.The day before the accident, his mother accompanied him to pick up fallen leaves, and he used them to build a dinosaur in art class the next day.When school was over, he flew out like a bird and flew into his mother's arms, yelling at his mother, look, it's a tyrannosaurus rex.

Mom said it was so pretty, let's show it to Dad.

He came to Center Six on Mom's bicycle seat while Dad was setting up the equipment.Mom said Lele is good, you wait at the door for a while, Mom and Dad will come out soon.

Lin Cha understands the impermanence of life better than anyone else. His parents disappeared suddenly.He often faces precious things with fear, and dare not create too deep a relationship with anyone.

He kept telling himself that he wanted someone alone, because a dependent personality like him would lose himself once he was tempted.

A person's ability to withstand disasters is limited. No matter how he forces himself to be optimistic, he really can't experience the feeling of the world falling apart.

But he still experienced it again. When he heard the loud noise, his eyes were dizzy, and his blood faded instantly.There is an unstoppable glint of water in front of my eyes, and there are big drops of tears pouring out.

He called Yan Minglv twice.The first time was eagerly, with the meaning of asking, and the second time was tremblingly, confirming something.No response either time.

Lin Cha came back to his senses because he fell when rushing down the last step of the stairs, and he fell forward due to inertia.But he didn't know what pain was.The whole heart was in a state of chaos, only the loud roar of the collision of the vehicle came from the radio wave, and I couldn't even think about whether the fall hurt or not.

"It fell like this," Yan Minglu sat down beside Lin Cha, and an order rang in the corridor outside the emergency room, "I will ask for leave from school tomorrow."

Lin Cha's fingertips were pale.This encounter really scared him enough.Yan Minglu clasped his hands, conveying heat and strength to him: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine."

After judging the trajectory of the drunk driving car, Yan Minglu immediately stopped and saw it slid and hit a tree beside the road.

Signal passers-by to call the police, pull the driver out, judge the injury, and give first aid.

When he finished processing and turned his head, he saw Lin Cha standing in a disheveled state, with tattered knees and elbows.

He chased him all the way from home, chasing himself like this.

From the scene of the accident to the hospital, Lin Cha seemed to be a mute along the way.The nurse came to treat his wound and asked him if it hurt, but he just shook his head.The whole person is still in a state of loss of voice from the aftershock of the accident.Yan Minglu took his hand all the way to the parking lot, and asked him before opening the car door, where do you want to go?Still no sound.

There was only one headlight on the edge of the parking lot, and the place that the light couldn't cover was pitch black and gloomy.The autumn night is silent, and the wind has completely stopped.

Yan Minglu took Lin Cha home with his own opinion.

It can't be regarded as his own selfish idea, Lin Cha needs someone to accompany him in such a state, and this person has to be strict and law-abiding.

Lin Cha is a stubborn person, and stubborn people are good at cold violence.But the cold is only on the skin surface, and there is still a burning fire inside, burning the heart and lungs.On the surface, he looked calm and indifferent, but the fire could erupt every minute and every second, catching the enemy by surprise.

This time the lead was a car accident.Lin Cha thought that Yan Minglu had a car accident.

His outburst was in such a silent form, not saying a word, not even breathing.His reaction was so strong that it was useless to deny it. He had a strict discipline in his heart.

Yan Minglu drove the car into the house.Lin Cha stepped out of the car silently, stood by the car door, and looked around Yan Minglu's garage in a daze.

Yan Minglu stood by the short ladder leading to the living room, and glanced at Lin Cha.His face was still the same as before, but there was no vitality to be discerned.Yan Minglu suddenly raised his hand and turned off the light in the garage.

Darkness suddenly enveloped.Lin Cha subconsciously exclaimed: "Strict law?"

"At this."

"What are you doing—"

"Give me your hand."

Lin Cha fumbled and shook his hands in front of him, and was soon dragged away by a force.This force extended to his waist and back, and his whole body was pressed against the front of the car by Yan Minglv.

His kiss was between Lin Cha's lips, and one hand rested on Lin Cha's head, and between the kisses he coaxed: "Good boy."

When the kiss reached the point of passion, Lin Cha climbed onto Yan Minglu's back with both hands, clutching his shirt and whimpering.Later, his legs were wrapped around Yan Minglv's waist and abdomen, no matter whether he was still injured, he hung on Yan Minglv's body like a tree, trembling in his arms.

Lin Cha was full of words to say, but his mouth seemed to be covered with paste, and he couldn't get a word out of his heart.

He finally found an everyday phrase, the easiest to pronounce in the present few bytes: "What are you doing to turn off the lights?"

Yan Minglu's answer came down from above, and it was also a question: "What do you say you need to turn off the lights?"

Lin Cha's hand moved up from Yan Minglu's back to his neck, covering his glands.

Then he cursed in a low voice: "Old pervert."

Lin Cha was finally kissed out of his former vigor, Yan Minglu chuckled, and pressed his forehead against his.The darkness covers each other's faces, which is the best cover.

"With the lights off, isn't it easier to say a lot?" He asked.

Lin Cha admitted silently, worried that his head would numb Yan Minglu's hands, he propped himself up on his elbows, and put his feet on the ground again.

The two stood facing each other in the darkness.Lin Cha was not yet ready to accept the sudden reconciliation, so he told Yan Minglv, "You speak first."

"Did I just kiss someone else's boyfriend?"

Lin Cha didn't expect such a sentence at the beginning, he blurted out, "He's not my boyfriend."

Jiang He's love history is messy, and the main reason why he caused a lot of rumors but is not annoying is that the way he handles relationships is really not annoying.

Lin Cha said it wasn't suitable, but he quickly said yes, let's just be ordinary friends.

"He was just chasing me, and I didn't agree."

"Then he still dares to kiss you?"

Lin Cha was startled for a moment, then raised his head to recognize Yan Minglu's silhouette in the darkness: "You were upstairs at that time?"

"Thinking I could take a look at you."

Silence fell again, but this time it was bitter.Lin Cha heard Yan Minglu sigh slightly.He has a good memory, or it was because every word of Lin Cha that night was too deep for him. In short, he perfectly repeated what Lin Cha once said: "Young, if you say you love, you will love; if you say you don't love, you will love." do not love."

Then he took a deep breath, and his deep voice echoed in Lin Cha's ear canal, with the fatigue that a man of this age would have: "But I'm not young anymore."

Lin Cha's heart was stung.

With every beat of the heart, the pain pumped into the blood and circulated in the limbs.He put the weight on Yan Minglu's body bit by bit, and called out his name word by word, "Yan Minglu."

The word "law" was born with a kind of tenderness when it was formed on the lips.Yan Minglu responded with a hum.

"Jiang He is not my boyfriend, I didn't promise him."

"Yes, such a stingy suitor will only send one flower, so don't agree."

Lin Cha seemed to laugh, and had a premonition that one day in the future, she would receive a large bouquet of freshly picked flowers from the branches.His arms were wrapped around Yan Minglu's waist under the windbreaker, and he pressed against his skin through the shirt to absorb the warmth.

Living is such a nihilistic thing. Accidents happen at any time, and a life cannot be decided by oneself. Only the embrace of the moment is the only real thing that can be held tightly.

"So I was afraid." Lin Cha said.

"I'm afraid of accidents. I dare not like you. I'm afraid that one day I will lose you, just like I suddenly lost my parents. It's good to be alone all the time. When a person dies, he dies. Don't let others be sad."

Yan Minglu sighed again, but this time it was because of his relief after being pardoned.Anything can go wrong, as long as Lin Cha still likes him, any mistake can be corrected.

He asked Lin Cha, "Then what do you think now?"

"Thinking about it now, if you really have an accident, I will regret it very much, and regret not cherishing the time with you."

Yan Minglu bowed his head and kissed his hair, almost with an attempt to seduce, he said: "Then we won't exchange, winter—tonight, from tonight, stay at my house."

Lin Cha scratched Yan Minglu's back: "Why do you want to keep me at your house all day?"

"you know."

"I do not know."

"Then what do you want me to tell you?"

"What?" Lin Cha didn't react.

"Romantic, or direct?"

"...You are already old, what are you doing romantically?"

Lin Cha stopped embracing Yan Minglu, retracted his hands and stood upright, trying to hide his expectation with a steady voice: "Speak directly, I'll listen."

like.

What would it be like to say these two words with a strict voice?

But Lin Cha didn't get the answer as he wished.

Because Yan Minglu's directness is really direct and has nothing to do with young people's love and love: "Lin Cha, I hope you can marry me."