Shen Tinglan accompanied Yun Mian to the examination, helped him get medicine, and booked a single ward between his bandages.

"The gentleman with the cat's head has already booked a room in the building next door. I'll take you there."

Surprise flashed across Yun Mian's eyes, and after thinking for a few seconds, she still chose to follow the nurse and walked towards the inpatient department.

Who is that man?

In the front, there is a bit sleepy and lowered his voice to pretend to be deep, and in the back, there is a big orange cat with a high-pitched voice as a mascot.

Yun Mian feels that all her fans are wonderful.

Ten minutes later, Yun Mian rushed to the ward and did not see Shen Tinglan, but left a piece of paper.

The paper is A4 paper for printers, and the handwriting on it is unrestrained and unrestrained, like a fairy, coming and going without a trace.

[Now you can't get a taxi at this point, even if you can get a taxi, it's not safe, I can only wrong you and spend the night in the hospital.

Although the injury is not serious, I still don't want to broadcast live recently, and take good care of the injury, otherwise the fans will worry.

In fact, the mascot I'm talking about is the Thousand Paper Crane.

Because the implication of thousand paper cranes is good wishes.

It's a pity that when I came, there was not even a bird's headgear on the car, let alone a paper crane's headgear.But now there are Thousand Paper Cranes. 】

At the end of the paper, there is a lovely white paper crane gently pressing down, its wings are slightly upturned, a small one with eyes the size of sesame seeds.

"Quite cute."

Yun Mian picked up the paper crane, tapped its little head with her index finger, the corners of her lips turned up involuntarily, although the curvature was very shallow, but this smile was more sincere than usual.

Late at night……

The lights outside the windows were turned off.

The cold wind blew into the room with a biting chill, and the surrounding was terribly silent. Yun Mian's suppressed emotions for a long time suddenly hit her, stimulating her nerves like thorns.

Tired and weak.

Lying on the bed, Yun Mian slowly closed her eyes, stretched her clenched hands, and let the paper crane slip from her palm.

Four years ago today.

He sent two messages to the teacher in charge of the junior high school, one was New Year's greetings, and the other was an application for dropping out of school.

Then the teacher gave him a word.

She said that it is a day for people to be happy, and it is also a day for them to be unhappy. Difficulties will pass, so we must work hard.

At that time, he felt that the teacher said very well.

but……

Yun Mian opened his eyes, the cold wind blew the hair on his forehead, and he saw a few stars scattered in the sky outside the window.

"I'm really not happy."

He stretched out his hand to grab it in the void, but failed to catch it. Even the paper crane beside the pillow fell off the bed, falling into the darkness like an angel with broken wings.

so tired...

He didn't want to worry about anything, he just wanted to sleep all the time.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Mian's tightly closed eyelashes trembled slightly, and a drop of tear suddenly fell down, staining her cheeks.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open a crack.

Shen Tinglan poked his head in, quietly observing the person on the bed through the gap in the hood.

He really can't take care of himself.

Shen Tinglan frowned, thinking that it was a good thing he didn't leave, otherwise Yun Mian would definitely catch a cold and have a fever with the window open and the cold wind blowing all night.

After making sure he was asleep, Shen Tinglan stood on tiptoe, walked lightly into the house and closed the window, then helped Yun Mian take off her coat and covered her with a quilt.

The hazy moonlight shone on Yun Mian's face, he was as beautiful as a quiet and holy epiphyllum, blooming only for those who are destined.

Yunmian is so pretty.

Shen Tinglan's Adam's apple rolled, her breathing suddenly became short of breath, and her heart was pounding like a deer.

want to hug...

want to kiss...

But he knew that this flower didn't belong to him yet, and he couldn't offend frivolous people.

But the tears can still be wiped away.

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