Weird Gacha Machine

Yin Mu and Song Xiang parted ways when they arrived at the hospital, and now Song Qingqiao was being taken care of by Yin Mu, so that Song Xiang could go to Lao Song's side and find out what Lao Song was saying.

When Yin Mu returned to the ward, Song Qingqiao was still sitting there, staring out the window obsessively.Seeing him like this, Yin Mu couldn't help but feel a little bit moved.He was a perfectly alive person before he left, but now he looks more like an empty shell without a soul. He perceives the world through passive acceptance, and there is nothing where his eyes are looking, but he can keep staring at it for a long time.

I can't tell what he might be thinking in his mind now, let alone what kind of mood he feels when he sees him like this.

"Shall I peel an apple for you?" Yin Mu asked him tentatively.

The man nodded.

He is not very good at peeling apples, Song Qingqiao used to peel them for him to eat, and if Yin Mu peeled them, it might be half the leather and half the flesh.

While cutting it carefully, Song Qingqiao suddenly said, "I'll do it."

Yin Mu handed him the apple and the knife with some embarrassment, looked at Song Qingqiao's pale face, and thought it was still pretty for a while.He always has a kind of morbid beauty, the dark brown hair looks more fair, the small freckles are looming under the eyes, and the thin lips are pale pink, almost white.After being sick, he doesn't always smile like before. Most of the time he doesn't smile anymore, and only maintains a very stable expression, most of the time.

Yin Mu came back to his senses and looked at the apple. An apple the size of a fist was stained with blood.

The knife touched his hand, but the man continued to cut it unaware.

"Fuck." Yin Mu cursed in a low voice, snatching both the apple and the knife from his hand.

No, I was distracted for a while, and I cleaned up what was there and what was missing.

Helplessly, Song Qingqiao's needle was still hanging on the back of his hand, so he couldn't make any big moves. Yin Mu could only wipe off the blood on his hand with a paper. Fortunately, the wound was not too deep, only the tip of his index finger was torn.

When I wiped his hands, I found that the man's arm hidden under the long sleeve of the hospital gown was tightly wrapped with a layer of gauze. When I picked it up, I found that the entire small arm was wrapped.

"what happened?"

Song Qingqiao replied blankly: "Do an experiment."

? ? ?What the hell?

Yin Mu didn't dare to leave at night, so he stayed in the hospital with him.It should mean that he didn't want to leave after seeing Song Qingqiao's rare reluctant eyes.

Song Qingqiao was very happy, she washed up early, and the nurse came at nine o'clock to give him some stability, and he started to feel sleepy.

"Come up." He moved to the side to make room for the hospital bed less than one meter wide.

Yin Mu was a little embarrassed: "You sleep by yourself, I'll just sleep on that bed over there."

He was referring to the hard family bed.

"No." Song Qingqiao refused decisively.

Feng Yang has long seen that the two of them are not easy: "Can you sleep with the bed curtain closed?"

He was slapped by Song Qingqiao.

Yin Mu had no choice but to draw the curtain, took off his shoes and lay down on the bed. The two of them couldn't even lie on their backs, they had to lie on their sides, and they had to lift up the armrests on both sides of the bed to prevent someone from falling off in the middle of the night.

Hugging Song Qingqiao tightly, the smell on his body changed from the previous scent to disinfectant and mothballs.Even so, he is still the one who fascinates Yin Mu the most in the whole world.We haven't been together for almost a month, just hugging is enough to make people too excited to calm down.

"How about we going to the south this winter? There are places where it doesn't snow and it's like spring all year round, and there are places where the sun shines brightly in winter." Yin Mu smiled sweetly at him, "Come with me, okay? "

Song Qingqiao was very sleepy now, and after reacting for a long time, she gave a soft "um" and fell asleep.

During this time, Yin Mu has been staying with Song Qingqiao in the hospital, not to mention never leaving her, but the longest she will be away will not exceed an hour.

They fought landlords with Feng Yang in the ward, played board games, and sometimes found children in the next ward to join them.Song Qingqiao's recovery speed was astonishing.

Until the day before school started, Feng Yang was told that he could be discharged from the hospital.

"You have been in the hospital for so long, I think you just don't want to study." Song Qingqiao sneered at him.

"I have a bad temper. I've always been the first in my grade, okay? How can I look like you?!" Feng Yang rolled up his sleeves and wanted to jump on Song Qingqiao, but was stopped by Yin Mu.

"Hey, don't."

The last time they fought because the Landlords mission was too difficult, Feng Yang was beaten until he lay on the bed for two days.

He angrily withdrew.

"You're about to be discharged from the hospital, and your parents aren't coming to pick you up?" Song Qingqiao started nagging again.

"Who wants them to pick it up!" Feng Yang made a phone call while speaking, "Hey, damn glasses, I'm leaving the hospital tomorrow, come pick me up."

Sure enough, a kid wearing glasses came the next day, looking like a pure nerd.

"Can you keep up with the progress when you go back now?" The nerd was also a nerd when he spoke.

"I'm better than you." Feng Yang picked up his luggage and said goodbye to Yin Mu and Song Qingqiao, "Then I'm leaving, patient, please work harder and leave the hospital earlier, keep in touch."

This is quite an old saying.

Yin Mu glanced at Song Qingqiao: "Reluctant?"

Song Qingqiao looked away and said, "No."

University started a few days later than middle school, and there were no new people in the ward, only Song Qingqiao lived alone, sleeping next to Yin Mu every night, the two of them kissed me for a while, got up in the morning for injections, and occasionally had routine checkups , the days go by quickly.

"Hey, I don't know if I should tell you." Song Xiangyi dusted off the cigarette, "I'm afraid you will be angry."

"Don't tell me I'm leaving." Yin Mu couldn't see his tantalizing death.

"Okay, but you must not tell Song Qingqiao."

Yin Mu nodded.

"Old Song told me that it was Zeng Ruoyu who called him directly and told him the things."

"those things?"

"It's just that Song Qingqiao has been giving her money to treat her illnesses, and even asked Lao Song why he abandoned her."

madman.This was the only thought in Yin Mu's mind.

"How did she know Lao Song's phone number?"

"I found it when I checked at the hospital. Didn't she leave my phone number when I went to see her last time? She told the head nurse that she wanted to call Lao Song. We didn't think of this at the time, so..."

No one can understand Zeng Ruoyu's brain circuit.

If Song Qingqiao was told this, there was no guarantee that he would think about something else.

"You must not tell him." Before leaving, Song Xiangyi did not forget to remind him.

The start of college is pretty normal. Song Qingqiao is promoted to junior year, and she only needs to show her face at the class meeting on the first day, which is not difficult.

"I'll go with you tomorrow." Yin Mu handed him the medicine.

Now Song Qingqiao clings to him very tightly and feels extremely insecure.

At night, both of them fell asleep, and Mr. Yuan called Yin Mu.Song Qingqiao slept soundly, so he tiptoed out with his mobile phone to pick it up.

The lights on this floor are usually turned off at nine o'clock, and most patients go to bed early after taking the medicine, and it is very quiet.

Yin Mu walked into the safe passage emitting green light.

"Hey, Mom."

"Xiao Mu, the results of Lao Yin's first trial have come out."

In fact, Yin Mu felt that there was no need to tell him.

"how long?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and said, "No date."

Life imprisonment, confiscation of all property, and deprivation of political rights for life.

Yin Mu didn't know what to say, because he could hear the deep fatigue from Mr. Yuan's words.She must have been present at the judgment and heard the court's verdict verbatim.

"Is Xiao Song okay?" Mr. Yuan changed the topic.

"No big problem, just pay more attention to your body and don't work too hard."

After cutting off the phone, Yin Mu sat alone in the safe passage for a long time, smoking three or four cigarettes in succession, always feeling extremely uneasy in his heart.It's not like the sky is falling, it's just that he didn't expect that Secretary Yin would fall to this point.Fallen?Who knows.

After returning to the ward, Song Qingqiao woke up, curled up and cried in a corner.

"What's wrong!?" Yin Mu hurried over to help him up.

"Where... have you been?" The man burst into tears, "You shouldn't... even if I call you."

When he heard what he said, Yin Mu instantly felt very tired, but he was so scared after only leaving for more than ten minutes.But this feeling was taken away along with Song Qingqiao's tears.

After a long time, Yin Mu wanted to understand the truth, almost crazy dependence often brings coercion to people.It's just that he didn't understand it at that time.

After getting up the next day, it was still a routine infusion and check.

Yin Mu asked the doctor how he was doing, and if he could go to school for class meetings.

The elderly doctor repeatedly studied the ups and downs of the curves and fluctuations, and said, "At present, there is no big problem."

Song Qingqiao hadn't changed out of her hospital gown and put on her own clothes for a long time. After the gauze on her arm was removed, there were only one or two very deep wounds that left some scars, and the new pink flesh was a bit abrupt.Yin Mu picked out a beige long-sleeved shirt for him. I don't know if this man has grown taller again. The original trousers can't cover his ankles now.

"Growing taller or getting fatter?" Yin Mu pinched his face and nodded affirmatively, "Looks like he's getting fatter."

"Is it not good?" Song Qingqiao asked him with a smile on his face.

"Excellent!"

The two went downstairs from the hospital, where Song Xiangyi's car was waiting.

"I'll wait for you outside the classroom later, send me a message if you're bored." Yin Mu put the phone into his pocket.

Song Qingqiao didn't reply, he looked out of the car window, the familiar street came into his eyes, and his whole body began to tremble slightly.

Yin Mu hugged him into his arms and joked, "High school students are not as afraid of starting school as you are."

Even Song Xiangyi had to give Yin Mu a thumbs up. Where is the limit of this person's endurance?

All the way to the classroom, Song Qingqiao sat down in the last row, inevitably some students couldn't help turning their heads to look at him.

[They keep looking at me. 】He sent a message to Yin Mu, feeling aggrieved.

【You look handsome! 】Yin Mu replied in seconds.

Then there was no reply.After a while, Yin Mu and Song Xiangyi heard the commotion in the classroom.

There was an intuition that something might have gone wrong with Song Qingqiao.

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Crying Bao Qiao's bitch chirping (whispering BB

Merry Christmas everyone hehe