Dressed like a top-notch blind ex-boyfriend

Taking the mobile phone from Luo Huaijing, Yan Nuo looked at the top of the page, and slowly read: "Is he the top favorite?"

The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitched, his head was full of fog, why was he looking at this?Another person leaned over and slid down the page.

"Brother, in the novel you read." The voice asked, "Am I the same?"

Domineering and forcing love, disregarding the other party's wishes, and always saying that he likes the other party crying the most.

Ok?

The appearance of crying?Luo Huaijing glanced at the person next to him who was sliding up and down with his mobile phone, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling down, and his mouth suddenly felt a little dry.

After reading half a chapter, Yan Nuo hurriedly returned the phone, "What do you think?"

He pointed out the announcement of the novel copywriting seriously, "This is a fanfic written by your fans based on you."

The character settings are all based on me, Luo Huaijing's fans are really interesting, I can look back to see if I also have such fan works.

Luo Huaijing frowned and stared at the phone, and sure enough, he saw that the copywriting indicated that the author was his fan, and he created the novel based on himself.

Yan Nuo looked at the man's face turning blue, and quickly said: "The fans don't know what kind of person you are, it's just for entertainment, so don't take it seriously."

Regardless of how depressed Luo Huaijing was, the caregiver and grandpa got along very well, so the two of them relaxed and went home to pack some daily necessities that he was used to.

Called a taxi, the driver couldn't help but look sideways as the two were fully armed.Luo Huaijing noticed in the rearview mirror that he had a suspicious look on his face, and spoke the local dialect of N City.

The speed of speech was fast, but Yan Nuo could still hear clearly, but the dialect of N City was always full of momentum, and those who didn't know it heard it and thought that the two of them were going to quarrel.

The drivers in City N drove very fast, and arrived at Luo Huaijing's house in less than 10 minutes. The door lock was replaced with a new one, and Luo Huaijing was obviously puzzled holding the old key.

"Sorry, the keys are still with me." Yan Nuo remembered something, took out a bunch of brand new keys from his coat pocket and handed them over, explaining: "The lock has been changed."

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, he was holding the keys of someone else's house, like saying something.

Luo Huai nodded, took the key and opened the door. The inside was still the same as the day the accident happened. A thermos cup lay alone on the brown wood floor.

One can imagine the scene at that time. If Yan Nuo hadn't come, would his grandfather have been lying here forever, and no one would find him and leave with regret.

As soon as Yan Nuo locked the door and came in, he was hugged fiercely by someone who turned around. He wanted to push him away, but he was visibly trembling.Cried?He found words to comfort him: "Grandpa, it's not all right now, just pay more attention to his body in the future."

"What about you?" A muffled voice came from above his head, he was taken aback for a moment and said quickly, "Of course I will visit grandpa when I have time."

This was not the answer Luo Huaijing wanted, but what else could he say, if it wasn't for the person in his arms, his grandfather might not be here, so why would he ask for more through his grandfather.

Yan Nuo felt that the hands around him were getting stronger and stronger, and hurriedly said: "I'm out of breath, let go."

The moment Luo Huaijing let go of his hand, he rushed into Grandpa Luo's room in his memory, and said, "I'll go to the room first to find something."

With his back propped behind the closed door, Yan Nuo breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the floor pattern on the ground, suddenly feeling a little confused again.He managed to cheer up, but when he looked up at everything in front of him, his mentality completely collapsed. He went out with a flushed face and dragged someone in.

"What are these?"

Luo Huaijing blinked innocently, and counted everything with his fingers: "Your poster, body pillow, portrait hanger, and standing sign."

"Stop." Yan Nuo interrupted him unbearably, "What are you thinking about all day long?"

Dare to say that the domineering top-level articles written by fans seem to have problems, this is even worse.

"I miss you." Without hesitation, she said firmly: "I miss you every day, wondering if you will be in a good mood today, if you have a good meal, and if there are any unpleasant things in your life."

"I wonder if you have thought of me at a certain moment."

Grabbing the man's hand, he lost strength, twisted the corner of his clothes without knowing where to go, Yan Nuo turned his head to avoid the eyes that would make him panic, "I, I didn't."

Does he think everyone has the same love brain as him?

Luo Huaijing pulled someone to sit beside the bed and squatted down: "Ashu, you said that you would go to their store to buy cakes every year on July 13th, saying it was for your friend's birthday."

Ah Shu is the owner of a bakery in University Z. When they were together, he promised to order a cake from the shop on his birthday.

"The cakes at their house are delicious, and I will go there on my friend's birthday."

Luo Huaijing nodded in agreement, with a smile in his eyes: "Your friend also happens to celebrate his birthday on NO.13 in July."

"Yes, can't it?" Yan Nuo pretended to be calm.

"He also eats less sugar, puts more blueberry jam, and thickens the cake. He is just 24 years old this year."

Yan Nuo was forced to be speechless by his joking tone, maybe there was nothing to refute.It's just that he didn't expect that Luo Huaijing would know, so what is his rejection all this time in the eyes of the people in front of him?

"Brother, I love you." Luo Huaijing didn't wait for anyone to answer, and said to himself: "From the first moment I saw you, I've admitted it."

He entered Z University with a head of blond hair, a rebellious character, and a face as handsome as a wave.In the evaluation of various colleges and departments, Luo Huaijing deservedly became the grassroots of the college, and there are people rushing to send love letters every day.

Several roommates in the same dormitory were very envious. Luo Huaijing had a violent temper but was also righteous. After the military training was over one day, the few of them started to secretly rub.

Luo Huaijing had explored the terrain earlier, and it was easy to turn over a low wall next to the small iron gate of the dormitory building.Several people squeezed to the edge of the wall, Luo Huaijing saw that no one dared to go up, so he took the lead and jumped out easily.

"Hurry up." He folded his hands impatiently, but when he saw the roommate who had just made an appearance, suddenly disappeared, he cursed softly, "What are you doing?"

After waiting for a while and no one was seen, he didn't care about so many, he turned it all out, so why not go back?

Walking to the school gate alone, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and the uncle in the security room was quite old, so he should have already fallen asleep.Pressing down on the brim of his hat, he hurried to the door, but was caught by the flashlight.

The security uncle said angrily: "I got you, boy!"

After a while, the counselors and instructors all arrived. Luo Huaijing was still wondering what was going on, and the security guard immediately gave him an answer: "If the president of the student council hadn't come to inform me, I would have let this kid run away today." .”

Student president?He made a note of it.

At noon the next day, the morning practice is over, everyone should eat and go back to the dormitory to rest.Luo Huaijing was fined to do [-] push-ups on the lawn. The instructor watched from the side. He gritted his teeth and was sweating, thinking about the unknown student council president.

"Instructor, you go to eat, I'll just come here."

"you are?"

"I am Yan Nuo, the president of student president Z. Thank you very much for coming to lead our school's freshman training this time."

Luo Huai Jingqiang turned his head to look at the so-called student council president with eyes pierced by sweat, and the face that was already blurred under the sun became even more unclear.

The suddenly dry paper towel covered his eyes and sucked away the sweat. He turned over and took a breath to remove the soaked paper. He wanted to greet the student council president with sarcasm, but when he saw that face I was speechless.

"You're alright, little brother."

When the roommates in the dormitory saw him coming back, they all rushed forward, "Brother Luo, have you met the chairman of Yan? Why did he suffer?"

When Luo Huaijing came back last night, he uttered harsh words, and wanted to give the president of the student council some color.

Luo Huaijing punched him alone, "What are you talking about, I will have a better attitude when I meet people in the future, he is my man."

"Brother Luo, did I promise you?"

Luo Huaijing thought of Yan Nuo next to him at noon, staring at him doing push-ups meticulously, his throat choked up and he couldn't speak.

"Brother, let's start again and be together." There was a trembling earnestness in the voice, "I will listen to you in everything from now on, and I will change whatever you say."

"Just don't let me change my love for you, okay?"

Yan Nuo looked at the person who was staring at him cautiously, and couldn't help but look to the other side and took a deep breath: "I can't change myself."

After saying these words, he suddenly felt as if his whole body was drained of strength, and he no longer resisted the tight embrace.Feeling the peck on his face, he felt itchy to laugh, but he couldn't lift the corner of his mouth.In a daze, he saw Luo Huaijing's bewildered expression, all five senses left him, only the beating heart in his chest remained.

Doctor: "I'm sorry, he has no physical problems and is very healthy. My suggestion is to go to the psychiatrist for a look."

"I'm fine." Yan Nuo squeezed the hand of the person beside him, and said with a smile, "I told you it's fine."

Luo Huaijing led the person out of the door, his expression still unstoppable: "Is it because you read that novel? You will be like this as long as you are with me."

"Why do you think so." Yan Nuo coughed twice, pulled him to sit on the bench next to him, and said in a calm tone, "Have you heard of PTSD?"

"A post-traumatic stress disorder. I didn't realize I had it until I saw you lying in the hospital bed."

He didn't know why he was like this. The psychiatrist said it was a kind of mental illness that would appear in patients who had experienced death.

"The final result is probably that you will become mentally disturbed. Maybe that person will always be by your side, take care of you, comfort you, and you will recover slowly."

But Luo Huaijing was only 20 years old, and he still had his own life and future, so he let him stay by his side and never went anywhere, Yan Nuo felt that he couldn't do it.

So, get it over with, knowing he will.

Sleepless all night, the sleeping medicine had to be replaced every three days, and every night in his dream, Luo Huaijing was lying on the hospital bed losing his blood color.

Psychiatrist: "How are you feeling recently? The medication seems to be taking longer."

Yan Nuo smiled: "It should be better."

It's just that after every night, I always feel that half my life has passed.

The author has something to say: Owning a single quilt all night is like half a year.