【Forget Envy】The end of friendship

The door was opened and closed softly again.

The voice of "Miss Jiang" was straight and well-behaved, one could tell it was Lan Wangji without a doubt.The young man walked to the table and put down the insulated food box, glanced at the person who was pretending to be dead on the bed, then glanced at Jiang Yanli suspiciously, raised his hand to wipe the flesh from the corner of his mouth, rubbed his fingertips to identify it, and said, "Apple."

Jiang Yanli stepped forward and handed over a tissue: "You haven't had dinner yet."

Lan Wangji ignored her words, standing by the bed and staring at the person pretending to be dead.Wei WuXian seemed to live like a year, even with his eyes closed, he could feel that he was staring at him, his gaze was extremely unpleasant.

"Wei Ying." Mingming called softly, but it was more terrifying than jumping into a thunderstorm.

Just listening to the voice is still very gentle, but the tone is a little cold.Wei Wuxian was beating his heart, agreeing is not true, and not agreeing is not true.

I haven't figured out how to face him yet, if asked, whether I should say it, how to say it, how to explain that I appeared in the control room, how to explain why I fought with others, how to explain that confession.

Hey, there are too many questions to avoid...

Wei Wuxian, who continued to choose to be a tortoise, tried his best to integrate himself into a part of the quilt, and did not respond.

Lan Wangji sighed and said disappointedly, "I don't want to see me, so I'll leave first. You can dispose of the insulation box when you're done using it. Sorry for the trouble."

Footsteps sounded in the room, and Lan Wangji walked towards the door with a cold expression on his face, Wei Wuxian's heart beat with every step he took, the blood rushing against the blood vessels and stimulating the nerves.

Wei Wuxian got up anxiously, raised his arms and followed the direction the man left: "Lan Zhan, don't go, it hurts."

He suddenly sat up with a terrible headache, gasped hissingly, diverted his retained hands to support his head, and the corners of his eyes were a little red.

"Wei Ying." The man took only three steps to turn back, took his hand lying on his forehead, and asked softly where it hurts.

Those anxious and distressed shallow eyes seemed to be a reassurance pill, which instantly relieved a lot of pain.Wei Wuxian blinked innocently, trying to save the embarrassment of playing dead just now, pointing at the back of his head and timidly said: "Here."

Lan Wangji didn't doubt that he was there, and leaned over to attach him lightly, like the weight of a feather sticking to the back of his head so lightly and softly.The down jacket in front of him was open, and the white turtleneck cashmere sweater protected his neck.Wei Wuxian was hugged loosely in front of him to confirm the injury, the slightly cold air from Lan Wangji's body came from the tip of his nose, accompanied by the unscented sandalwood, his cheeks were completely red like persimmons, exuding steaming heat.

There is a saying that goes, under the peony flowers, be a ghost.

"Just let me hurt for a while longer," Wei Wuxian thought.

Tbc

【Wang Xian】The End of Friendship⑨

After careful inspection, Lan Wangji's expression returned to normal, expressionless, but slightly sullen.Wei Wuxian's only most flexible part now is his eyes, and when he turned around to take out the patient's meal, the trickle turned around, and those who didn't know thought that there was a lot of bad water and nowhere to vent.

Lan Wangji fetched small table boards and placed them in front of him one by one, steaming slowly, as if freshly cooked.After a cursory look, there are several dishes of side dishes besides porridge. The amount of side dishes is not large. If it is for one person, there are a lot of varieties.

Wei Wuxian secretly guessed that Lan Wangji could still treat him like this, because he must have not discovered the secret confession, otherwise, with his old-fashioned temper, he would stare a few more times at least, and at worst, there would be no intersection.

Quietly relieved, he was in the mood to tease poverty again: "Lan Zhan, why don't you come?"

"No need."

Why do you feel that the rejection is more obvious than before?

Illusion, illusion!

"Lan Zhan, sit down, are you thirsty, let me pour you some water?" After speaking, he started to move, twisted his body and looked around on the table but couldn't find it.

Jiang Yanli watched from the sidelines from the beginning to the end, the two people only had each other in their eyes, they didn't realize that she was still here, otherwise Wei Wuxian would definitely ask for help if he couldn't find the cup, it's a pity that this stupid brother is still in the hospital bed Desperately opened the drawers one by one to find them.

She stepped forward, but she didn't stand very far, and said to Lan Wangji, "I came here in a hurry, and I didn't have many things prepared. This is the cup Ah Xian used just now. If you don't mind me, go and wash it?"

Wei WuXian immediately waved his hands: "Sister, he likes to be clean, why not..."

"Thank you!" Lan Wangji said to Jiang Yanli.

Wei Wuxian was still actively thinking of a solution, but the person agreed directly, so he had to change his tone: "Sister must have been washed very clean."

Jiang Yanli looked at this clever little ghost who was very nervous about some people's feelings. Ever since Lan Wangji came in, she had been concentrating on every word she said very seriously. Based on what she knew about Wei Wuxian, she must have done something guilty. .

Now there were only him and Lan Wangji left in the room, Lan Wangji was still standing by the bed and staring at him, even the chair that Jiang Yanli brought before going out was useless.

Wei Wuxian forced his finger to point at the food and said, "That Lan Zhan, don't you want some? I can't eat it."

"If you can't eat it, you still don't like it." Lan Wangji asked.

Wei Wuxian already had a guilty conscience, and a bombshell question was thrown out like a hot potato, so he could only speak with practical actions.His hands were used as weapons during the fight, made of meat, and he swung them to hurt himself and others.Fortunately, the wrapping in the hands is not thick, and the joints can barely bend. Holding the spoon weakly, it falls on the bowl every now and then, making "diang" sounds.

I don’t know if Lan Wangji really couldn’t bear to watch it anymore, or if he was fed up with the ear-piercing noise, when Wei Wuxian dropped the spoon again, he picked up the spoon, paused and picked up the bowl, as if he was about to feed him .

Wei Wuxian was both happy and surprised, not sure if it was what he thought in his heart, no, it was a delusion, he raised his head and chased after the bowl that was taken away, swallowed what was in his mouth, and pretended to ask: "Do you want to eat?"

"Open your mouth." Lan Wangji replied calmly.

He, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, he, his delusion come true!

Wei Wuxian was not hypocritical, he sat on the hospital bed with his head up, his hands resting on the small table, as if he was sitting and waiting for food, very obedient.

Every time he took a mouthful, Lan Wangji would lean over slightly, touch the spoon on his lips to make sure it wasn't hot before feeding it.Knowing that Wei Wuxian didn't like porridge, he didn't even think about feeding it to him, but every time a spoonful was finished, the person who looked like a good baby would look at him expectantly.

In this way, the person who said "can't eat" ate up.

"Gone."

"Huh?" Wei Wuxian was a little bit in disbelief. He always felt that it was gone after a few mouthfuls. He pulled his neck slightly and looked into the bowl. The sides of the bowl were "chucked" clean, and he didn't even need to wash the bowl. kind.

"Aren't you full?" Lan Wangji asked.

"I'm full, I'm full, but if it's still spicy..." No matter how hopeful his eyes are, Lan Wangji will not be satisfied right now.

"No."

The person on the hospital bed went limp for an instant, and even the hand that was resting on the small table slipped down on his lap.What does it mean to slump your head? Let's look at Wei Wuxian.

Lan Wangji added helplessly, "Eat when you recover."

Lan Wangji couldn't see the expression of the man with his head bowed, and he was still a little worried, so he put down the bowl and knelt down on one knee to have a look.There is no need to worry about that expression, the corners of the mouth have already grinned to the ears.

Thinking about it, Wei Wuxian and him are classmates, let's go deeper and talk about a small relationship.But if he didn't let him eat, he would look like he was about to cry, and wait till he agrees.In fact, why bother?Wei Wuxian is an individual, and no one can tell him what to do except his parents and relatives, but he has never done anything that Lan Wangji did not agree to.

After tidying up, Jiang Yanli did not come back. Wei Wuxian half-lyed on the hospital bed, restless, afraid of being asked what the next sentence would be, and actively guided the content of the topic, praying that sister would come back soon .

Lan Wangji's words were the same as usual, asking questions and answering them, and listening quietly for the rest of the time.

"Lan Zhan, while I'm in the hospital, you can go with Jiang Cheng after school."

"Why?"

Wei Wuxian was silent for a moment, and couldn't tell clearly that he was afraid of revenge. He turned his head and said, "Jiang Cheng...it gets dark early in winter, don't look at him like a straight man of steel who is not afraid of anything, but he is actually very afraid of the dark." of."

Christmas is over, and the nights will only get shorter and shorter. They didn't go together before, but now they want to go together?

Seeing through but not telling, she stared lightly with shallow eyes, unable to think of an answer, and didn't want to force him to tell the truth now: "I will come to the hospital to teach you homework in the next few days."

"Ah, yes, I almost forgot." Wei Wuxian put one hand on his belly, and began to think about the way from the school to the hospital.

"If you're worried, you can ask the driver to pick you up." Lan Wangji suggested.

In fact, Lan Wangji said this with a scheming heart. He didn't mention his name in one sentence, and most people would take it as a matter of course to pick up Jiang Cheng.

"Pick up? This is a way." Wei WuXian held up his hand, which had been covered so that his fingers could not be seen, and counted until "Get up early to send you to school, send you to the hospital in the evening, and then go home, very good."

"No, it's Jiang Cheng." Lan Wangji watched his reaction nervously.

When the words "Send Jiang Cheng" were thrown out, Wei WuXian immediately felt a cold sweat break out on his back.Don't open your eyes, and smiled awkwardly: "Then I just remembered that their family also has a driver, oh yes, there are also bodyguards. But Lan Zhan, it's so cold in winter, you can also ask the driver to pick you up."

Carefully pay attention to Lan Wangji's expression, and listen to the sound of the hands of the clock in the ward.

"So you'll feel more at ease?" Lan Wangji asked.

Sitting on the hospital bed, there was nothing to hide, and Wei Wuxian let out an extremely soft "hmm", which was clearly captured by the questioner.

"it is good."

Although the reason was full of loopholes, fortunately, Lan Wangji agreed and took every step.Today, Lan Wangji seemed to be approaching and far away from him. There were several times during the chat that he didn't reply at all, but