marriage on paper

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It was three days later when He Xinan woke up, and everyone was very glad that he was able to survive the most difficult period of pain in a coma.

The night was dark, a faint light scattered from the end of the bed, and intermittent voices came to He Xinan's ears from time to time.

He Beichen on the other side of the light curtain was talking vigorously when he suddenly noticed that He Xinan on the bed on the other side of the video moved slightly.

The joyful voice stopped abruptly, He Xinan's eyelashes trembled slightly, his ears became clear, and the long and smooth breathing of the other person suddenly became audible.

Who is it?

He Xinan's fingertips curled up and then loosened, and the memory swept back from the warm hug in the operating room.

Could it be him?

"Second Lieutenant Lu, I really like the food you sent yesterday."

The noisy voice sounded again, and He Xinan's rolling eyes opened suddenly.

Lu Junyan was connecting with He Beichen.

"It's because of your hard work." He Beichen said shyly.

"It's not hard," Lu Junyan leaned on the sofa with a tired look.

Those things were originally intended for He Xinan, but he never woke up, and He Beichen just happened to be around every time and gave them to him.

In the past few days, Program Yan has been guarding He Xinan every step of the way. If He Dongge hadn't come to force him to take him away today, he still wouldn't be able to come in and accompany He Xinan alone.

He Beichen probably also saw Lu Junyan's fatigue, and said obediently: "It's already so late, thank you for today's copywriting, go and rest!"

Lu Junyan nodded. He was indeed tired. He and Tang Ke had been secretly investigating the internal staff of Chilang for the past few days, hoping to find some clues.

He didn't know whether the other party was hiding too deeply or the power behind it was unfathomable. In three days, he only identified a category of personnel, and he didn't have any clues about the others.

After hanging up the optical brain, Lu Junyan went to the bed and touched He Xinan's forehead.

Fortunately, the high fever finally subsided, but I don't know when I started sweating.

Lu Junyan's warm fingertips moved down He Xinan's forehead a little bit, passed by his cheeks, jaw, and finally stopped at the sweaty collarbone.

Although Program Yan guarded He Xinan every step of the way for three days, he probably only dared to wipe his face for this person during these three days, and did not dare to overstep in other places.

Thinking of the other party's physical condition, Lu Junyan frowned in embarrassment. If he covered himself in cold sweat all night, his condition might worsen tomorrow.

Turn around and go to the bathroom to get a pot of hot water, and walk to the bed.

He said to himself: "I offended you, young commander."

He Xinan was startled when the slightly hot towel was suddenly attached to He Xinan's cold skin.

Fortunately, he has struggled on the line of life and death for many years, and has practiced the skill of not changing his face when Mount Tai collapses in front of him. Although he is terrified in his heart and wishes to flee, he still dutifully plays the role of an unconscious wounded person on the surface.

I don't know if it was because he was too nervous, but I always felt that Lu Junyan's warm fingers were caressing the scars on his body intentionally or unintentionally.

That warm finger was like a torch burning with sparks, quickly starting a fire on his dry wasteland.

The heat climbed up the body little by little, and the neck, cheeks, and ear tips soon fainted with an unnatural blush.

Lu Junyan lightly touched He Xinantong's red cheek with his fingers, and said inexplicably, "Why is it burning again?"

This repeated fever can only show that He Xinan's injury is more serious, Lu Junyan frowned and connected to the optical brain of his friend who was far away in the First Hospital of the Empire.

The video was connected quickly, and the startled eyes of the other party turned into fury when they saw the intact Lu Junyan clearly.

"The surname is Lu, I beg you, can you not contact me in the middle of the night in the future, I am old and I can't stand the trouble."

"I have something to ask you." Lu Junyan ignored You Guang's resentment and said, "What's the matter with repeated fever after being injured?"

You Guang has long been used to Lu Junyan's reticence, and seeing that the other party's background looks like he is in a hospital, he asked, "Who is so caring about being injured? That Omega you've always been thinking about?"

Lying on the bed, He Xinan's heart sank slightly. Lu Junyan liked He Beichen, and his friends knew it too.

He couldn't help being a little envious, how much did he like her to be remembered by one person for so many years?

"No." Lu Junyan glanced sideways at the still quiet person on the bed, thought for a while and said, "Young Marshal He."

He Xi Nan's fingers curled up and tightened imperceptibly, a distant address seemed to create an insurmountable gap between the two of them, no matter how much he went over mountains and mountains, he couldn't change it.

"Ah," You Guang suddenly realized, "Your partner in name!"

Lu Junyan frowned, but did not refute.

"What? He was hurt?"

"Well. The injury was very serious. The bone stubble punctured the lungs, and the lungs were infected after the operation. The wounds were difficult to heal on their own."

While talking, He Xinan turned his body slightly, and Lu Junyan waved his hand to project the light curtain onto the wall, and put a pillow behind him.

"The wound is difficult to heal?" You Guang tilted his head and asked, "Has his gland been injured?"

"Hmm." He Xinan didn't seem to want to say more about the gland damage, and he knew too little, so he couldn't give You Guang any more explanations.

You Guang also found it a little difficult to handle: "This will be more troublesome. If the wound cannot heal by itself, he should not move for a short time, but the medical resources of the border defense base are limited, and it will not get much better if it is delayed."

Lu Junyan: "Yeah, so you should apply for a transfer here tomorrow."

"Well, okay, this way..." You Guang slammed on the brakes, "Damn it, you can't have the opposite sex without humanity, the poor and bad, why should I go there?"

How many warm and soft jade omegas are waiting for him to be loved in the imperial capital, and he is not that stupid kid like Lu Zhi, who can be fooled by his brother in a few words.

The water at hand had dried out of heat, Lu Junyan picked up the water and walked to the bathroom.

"I'll be waiting for you at Chilang Squadron tomorrow afternoon, see you soon!"

The voice floated intermittently from the bathroom, and then the light curtain projected on the wall disappeared suddenly.

He Xinan slowly opened his eyes. In the dark room, there was only a little white light spreading from the bathroom door.

Probably because the people inside felt that the shadows cast by the miserable white light were also warm.

He Xinan raised his fingertips slightly, traced the somewhat distorted shadow, his eyes gradually became greedy.

There are many things that he can't ask for in just 30 years, such as an upright identity, justifiable love, and people he can't love.

God seems to have given all favors to He Beichen, leaving him with disgust, calculations, disasters and restlessness.

Obviously living is already extremely difficult, yet I fell in love with someone who I belonged to.

Sometimes you will feel unwilling and want to fight for your life with the sky, but fate will always give you a blow in the head.

The "no" before the memory paused was like a big hand strangling his fate's neck, snuffing out his unwillingness to struggle.

At the moment of life and death, people don't even bother to donate a little pheromone, so why don't they talk about giving it a go.

It's just another self-inflicted humiliation.

[The author has something to say: Typing every day while busy, exhaustion is short-lived, but happiness is permanent. 】