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Chapter 204 I originally set my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch (47)

"It should be taking this kind of medicine, right? It seems like, forget it, I won't die anyway."

That's what Yan Ran said, but he still read through the manual to make sure there was nothing wrong before he felt relieved.

When Song Wenjing heard this voice, his tense figure suddenly relaxed, his eyelids trembled, and he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Yan Ran sat by his bed, looked down at the instructions, methodically unscrewed the medicine bottle, and poured out two capsules and two tablets according to the instructions.

Song Wenjing obviously couldn't eat by himself, so Yan Ran squeezed his chin with unfamiliar movements, fed it, and then gave him water to swallow the medicine in his mouth.

At this time, Yan Ran was indescribably careful and patient, although his movements were very rusty.

Yan Ran stared at the boy's Adam's apple and rolled it, as if swallowing the medicine, put the water glass aside, his eyes filled with seriousness, and asked, "How do you feel now? Do you feel better?"

Feeding it is not a panacea, how could it take effect as soon as you eat it?

Song Wenjing thought so, but he still tried his best to squeeze out an extremely hoarse muffled hum from his chest.

Yan Ran really believed it, heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help complaining, "You are too, you don't want your life if you want money."

It's not that he wants money over his life, it's that his life is not worth anything at all.

Vaguely, Song Wenjing saw the white and weakened chin.

The shape and lines of the chin are so graceful and beautiful, like a crescent moon in the sky and orchids in full bloom in the water, Song Wenjing only finds it dazzling.

It's ridiculous to say that since his parents passed away when he was young, Yan Ran was the first person to take care of him when he was sick, and the first person to take care of him.

This made Song Wenjing feel that someone still cared about him.

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 39%!]

It made him feel like he was in a dream, so when his hot and rough palm really touched the warm opportunity, he was in a trance for a moment.

Yan Ran seemed a little stunned when his face was touched.

The delicate touch under the palm is really unparalleled, soft like marshmallows and fragile like white jade, making people dare not use too much force.

His hands touched a lot of things, including dirty plastic bottles and cardboard boxes, turned over a lot of garbage, moved a lot of heavy objects, everything and everything.

Only he had never touched such a soft, white and greasy skin like milk.

He was comatose and seemed to be awake at the same time.

The nose moved slightly to catch the fragrance in the air, the green ones were like flower buds, and the clear ones hooked people's nerves like a thread.

And he fell asleep in such a warm and fragrant atmosphere.

He has never had a sweet dream, but today he had a sweet dream for the first time.

In the dream, he was in a sea of ​​flowers, holding someone's hand, running recklessly, smiling, and finally both of them fell into the sea of ​​flowers.

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When Song Wenjing woke up, it was already nine o'clock, and she had already missed the time for class.

This was the first time Song Wenjing was late in name, but there was no panic.

After waking up, the first reaction was to look around.

nobody.The fingers curled up slightly, and Song Wenjing's lowered eyelashes made it difficult to see his expression at the moment.

The door of the dormitory was pushed open, and Yan Ran's arrival broke the numb silence on the boy's face.

"You're finally awake. If you don't wake up, I won't really care about you."

The black-haired and fair-skinned boy was wearing a blue-and-white school uniform, as if a stroke of ink had rushed into the white paper, exaggerating her traces.

Yan Ran was holding a hot breakfast in his hand and placed it on the boy's table. Turning around, seeing the boy still staring at her stupidly, he snapped his fingers, "What are you looking at? Are you stupid?"

"Um……"

Song Wenjing heard himself humming lightly, and under the gaze of the person opposite, he spoke the truth uncontrollably, "I thought..."

"Do you think I abandoned you?" Yan Ran answered his next words naturally, "Actually, I don't want to meddle in other people's business, but I have a good heart, so I can't help it."

The juvenile's twitching appearance is not annoying at all, but there is also a contrasting sense of cuteness.

His Adam's apple twitched, his handsome face lost its color, and finally he casually uttered a relatively unfamiliar sentence, "Thank you."

Yan Ran couldn't be polite, raised his eyebrows, his eyes seemed to have peach blossoms in his eyes, and he was careless, "I took care of you all night yesterday, and you want to send me away just by saying thank you?"

It would be an exaggeration to say that he took care of the evening, Yan Ran didn't blush or heartbeat when he said it, it seemed as if it was real.

He rubbed his fingertips unconsciously, and finally regained his composure, and said truthfully, "I have nothing."

Hearing that Yan Ran approached him, the breath on his body was like a flower bud waiting to bloom, fresh and moving, and his amber eyes shone lightly, "Indeed, a poor student like you can't even afford to eat, there is nothing worth caring about." of."

These words were a bit harsh and bloody, but when Yan Ran said them, they were not mixed with any malice, as if they were simply stating the facts.

Song Wenjing didn't refute, nor did she feel humiliated, because what Yan Ran said was the truth.

But now the two of them were a little too close, and the fragrance emanating from Yan Ran reminded him of the dream he had last night.

A dream that makes people nostalgic, and even some do not want to wake up.

Song Wenjing retreated slightly, avoiding a little.

But that person's aura is still like a net, tightly wrapped around him, luring him to sink.

"But it doesn't matter."

Yan Ran's conversation suddenly changed, and he raised his hand to stroke Song Wenjing's head. His short hair was a bit prickly in his palm, and he stroked it carelessly, as if he were treating a stray dog.

"In my eyes, you are still somewhat useful. You can help me with my homework, and use your smart brain to pass me the answer during the exam. It's a compensation for me."

Compared with Yan Ran and Song Wenjing, Song Wenjing actually looks more difficult to get in touch with. She is cold from the inside out and isolates all those who want to get close.

But now a ray of light broke into his world without authorization, his hair was touched, and the indescribable strangeness made him avoid it, like an ant that was suddenly thrown into a hot pot, almost jumping hot stand up.

He was keenly aware of the panic and about to lose control, so he almost dodged in a hurry, his tall body shrank back, and almost knocked against the wall in a panic, his whole body was stiff and guarded, and there was a faint disturbed.

At this moment, Song Wenjing was like a child seeing the sun for the first time. She was frightened and overwhelmed by the dazzling light, and almost subconsciously wanted to hide.

　I want a ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)