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Lu Xiangyang seldom gets sick.

The number of times he went to the hospital was very few, except for one or two fights until he went to the hospital for bandages, but he just walked around the emergency department downstairs, prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs and left.

But now he saw the door of an operating room.

The plain white door is solemn and quiet, like a huge stone tablet.

Lu Xiangyang stretched out his hand to push the door, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw a strange stain on his hand. He only felt puzzled, retracted his hand and looked closely, it turned out to be blood.

Sticky to fingertips.

He lowered his head in surprise, the bright red dyed from his cuffs all the way to his chest, his whole body was mottled with blood, against the surrounding white walls, it was bright and eye-catching.

"I'm not injured. This blood..." Lu Xiangyang's eyes widened in a daze, "It's Lu Xiangwan!"

His heart sank suddenly, and he slammed open the door.

The aisles of the hospital were empty, as silent as the end of the world.Lu Xiangyang originally thought that he would see the medical team rushing to rescue him, and the security guards would drag his out-of-control family member out, but he didn't.

Nothing happened.

The operating room was quiet, except for the long-haired girl sitting on the stage, there was no one else.

The girl winked at him.

"Lu Xiangwan?" Lu Xiangyang stood there in a daze, his hands and feet couldn't be controlled, and a soreness rushed from his nose to his eyes, "Sister! It's great that you're fine."

Xiang Wanan smiled at him quietly.She was wearing a bright yellow long-sleeved dress with Mary Jane high heels on her feet, like a beautiful French girl at an afternoon tea party.

She was spotless, shining like a fairy in front of her eyes.

"You've grown up." Lu Xiangwan frowned and said to him, "I always want to come and see you."

Lu Xiangwan has always been so good-looking.When I was a child, every time the school held a parent-teacher meeting and Xiang Wan came to attend for her parents, the students would cast envious glances that could not be concealed.

"Your sister and wife are beautiful." His deskmate breathed in and said, "Xiangyang, your parents must also be very handsome."

The vocabulary level of the deskmate is relatively limited, no matter what he praises, the designated word is "great".

Lu Xiangyang was proud in his heart, but he couldn't help but press the corner of his mouth when he heard the latter: "Stop, don't mention my parents."

Ever since his father was a gambler and his mother was an alcoholic, it was all thanks to Lu Xiangwan to take care of this crumbling family.She took Lu Xiangyang to the supermarket to pick things out, taught him how to buy the most cost-effective daily necessities with limited funds, taught him how to cook, and taught him how to stir-fry simple dishes to the best taste.

"One meal is a family," Xiang Wan said.

Because of Xiang Wan's support, the home that was originally full of gunpowder seemed to have a little hope.

His older sister, Lu Xiangwan, was the light that allowed him to struggle tenaciously to survive.

"Come and sit." Lu Xiangwan sat on the operating table, shaking his legs slightly, and waved to him.

"I'm not clean." Lu Xiangyang wanted to hug her, but his body was covered with blood. He smiled wryly, "There's a lot of blood, I don't know whose."

Lu Xiangwan withdrew her hand thoughtfully, and said in a low voice, "It's mine."

"……What did you say?"

Lu Xiangyang's pupils suddenly dilated, and he remembered it in an instant.

On a rainy night a few years ago, he rushed into the operating room with Lu Xiangwan in his arms. Xiangwan was speechless. It dripped down from his chest, covering his hands and body.

At dusk that day, an overloaded truck failed due to the brakes under heavy pressure, and Lu Xiangwan on the crosswalk was swept under the truck.

It had been raining for several days, the road was flooded, and the ambulance was blocking the central avenue with its siren on. Lu Xiangyang passed the intersection when he was leaving school and squeezed through the crowd of onlookers before he saw the corner exposed in front of the wheel. The familiar bright yellow dress, and the Mary Jane high heels that fell to the side.

The rain was the color of blood.

Unlike Lu Xiangwan in front of him, he was as clean as an unreachable fairy tale.

"No, it's impossible. You're still here." Panting, Lu Xiangyang took a step forward, "You're still here, you're fine, I'll come and pick you up."

Lu Xiangwan looked at him and shook his head, his voice was so soft that it would disappear with the wind, "I'm leaving."

"Sister! Sister, don't leave." Lu Xiangyang's tears fell down, "I don't have a good time alone."

There is no pungent smell of disinfectant in the operating room.It has a very light taste, a refreshing aroma of sweet orange and lemon.

"I miss you very much." He cried like the little boy who needed his sister to accompany him on night walks many years ago. "When you leave, no one can listen to me. There was an accident in my shop, and I met Trouble, I seem to have someone I care about, I am afraid that I will become a different kind, and my life will be a mess..."

Lu Xiangyang couldn't catch his breath, he stopped and panted for a while: "You are gone, how can I continue, how can I..."

A warm hand covered his forehead, he opened his eyes and saw Lu Xiangwan's faint shadow.

"That's great." My sister smiled softly, "Our Xiaoyang also has someone who cares."

"Don't go, okay?" Lu Xiangyang was so anxious that he was breathing heavily, "Don't go, when you come back, our home can go back to how it used to be."

The scent of lemon became clearer, as if it was brushing over his face, my sister didn't answer, but waved to him gently, the lingering sound was faint.

She said, don't be afraid, just be yourself.

Like an ending that was too late to stop, Xiang Wan's figure scattered in front of him and passed away.Lu Xiangyang stretched out his hand to fish it out, but the light leaked away silently from between his fingers, and even the original bloodstains were completely gone.

"Lu Xiangwan!!!—"

He struggled violently and finally opened his eyes.

"You have a fever."

Lu Xiangyang blinked hard, and saw Zhou Xi's hand on his forehead.

Another dream.

"……Feel sorry."

Lu Xiangyang's tears were still hanging on the side of his face.He fell back to reality from the dream, and his life was still the same.

The smell he smelled in his dream was always from Zhou Xi's body. He didn't know if it was the smell of shower gel or laundry detergent.

He seems to have been there from the beginning.

Zhou Xi sat by the bed, withdrew his hand and glanced at him.

"You seem to be having a nightmare." Zhou Xi passed the topic lightly, "The fever is very bad, 39 degrees, just lie down."

Lu Xiangyang wanted to reach out to wipe away the tears, but his arm touched the unfamiliar touch of the bedding, and he immediately sat up when he regained consciousness.As a result, he exerted too much force, and another dizzy snowflake rose in front of his eyes.

Zhou Xi hurriedly reached out to support him.

Lu Xiangyang tried to wake up for a while, he said hoarsely: "I, at your house?"

Zhou Xi looked calmly at the patient Lu who he sent to his door: "Yes."

"I am sick?"

Zhou Xi nodded again: "Yes."

The quilt slipped off his sitting body, and his skin felt cold.Lu Xiangyang, whose upper body was bare, raised his head with difficulty and asked the third question: "My clothes...?"

This time Zhou Xi blinked quickly: "Well, it's all rainwater, it's soaked. I untied it for you."

He also subconsciously changed "off" to a regular word.

Lu Xiangyang's face was flushed red, and it was hard to see whether there was any other emotional component mixed in.He raised his hand embarrassingly to touch his face.

It was really hot, my body was sore and limp, and I started to feel dizzy when I moved a little too hard.

But when Lu Xiangyang thought of the scene where he was stripped naked by Zhou Xi and carried to the bed, his body temperature immediately rose several notches.He was so ashamed that he wanted to cover himself completely, but felt that the action of pulling up the quilt was too girlish, so he simply lay back obediently.

"I'll get up and get dressed later." Lu Xiangyang hid half of his face in the quilt, "Then go back to sleep at home. I'm going to trouble you."

"You don't have any clothes." Zhou Xi brought a glass of water from the bedside, "Let me wash it all, and I have no clothes for now."

The tone is so calm that it seems to be describing "it's raining outside today".

"..." Lu Xiangyang felt that he was going to be familiar soon. He reached out and felt under the quilt to make sure that the underwear was still there. He stuck for a while and said, "Then what should I do?"

"What should I do?" Zhou Xi was burying his head in unwrapping a plastic bag, his voice rustling, Lu Xiangyang glanced at it, there was a certain pharmacy on the bag, and there were boxes of pills of different sizes inside.

Zhou Xi took out all the medicine boxes: "You need to sleep, rest, and don't think about anything."

He glanced at Whose's WeChat chat interface on his phone, repeated the number in a low voice, counted the number of pills in an orderly manner, and put them in Lu Xiangyang's palm.

Every box of medicine in the bag has been used, and it seems that they are specially bought.

"Do you know how to dispense medicine?" Lu Xiangyang looked suspiciously at the colorful pills in his hand, "Do you want to take so many?"

"I asked the doctor." Zhou Xi looked at him with water, "get up and take medicine."

During the nightmare, Lu Xiangyang broke out in a thin sweat. When he sat up, his back was chilly, and the temperature seemed to drop a little.

He swallowed the medicine with a sip of water, and just about to put down the cup, Zhou Xi said softly, "I have to drink all the water."

"...Oh." Lu Xiangyang closed his eyes, raised his head and gulped down.

Zhou Xi originally planned to report the situation to Lu Xiangyang's family. After all, in a typhoon day, if someone lost him, he couldn't let his family worry.But unexpectedly, the phone number of the emergency contact that Lu Xiangyang had set was turned off.

I can't get through.

"I can't find your family." Zhou Xi watched his Adam's apple rolling up and down while drinking water, "I took your mobile phone and dialed the emergency contact you set, and it was turned off."

As soon as Lu Xiangyang stopped drinking water, he slowly put down the cup.

The contact person's name was "Wan", and Zhou Xi couldn't figure out what the relationship was.

"If you can't get in touch often, you have to change the number, just in case something happens." Zhou Xi held Lu Xiangyang's drinking cup with three fingers, stood up behind his back and said, "Let's sleep first."

After speaking, he went to touch the switch of the chandelier, and took advantage of the opportunity to close the door area.

The moment the darkness of the room fell, Zhou Xi heard Lu Xiangyang swallowing and sniffing in the room.

Lu Xiangyang said, "I won't change it."

He had a fever caused by a cold, and his nasal voice was very heavy.

"Huh?" Zhou Xi turned around, but Lu Xiangyang's expression could not be seen in the darkness.

"She's dead." There was an almost inaudible tremor in Lu Xiangyang's voice, "Zhou Xi, don't close the door."

The wind and rain were blowing outside the house, and there was a long silence inside the house.

Zhou Xi didn't know why the light was so dark, but he could still know that Lu Xiangyang was crying.

He put down his glass and sat back down.

"You dreamed of her." Zhou Xi said, "Isn't it?"

The author says:

Finally got to bed!superior!right!talk!

PS: Again, it is HE's sweet text!The current situation is the need for the advancement of the plot!Cover your heart like a mother.

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