'Boom'
The box fell to the ground, kicking up dust all over the place.
Jian Luo hugged the young man and fell to the ground, groaned, they fell to the side, the young man's notebook and pen flew far away due to the inertia of force, and there was some terrifying smashing sound in his ears, dust flying, not far away There was thunder in the sky, and the young man was dumbfounded. He subconsciously looked sideways at Jian Luo who was beside him, and then saw a figure curled up together.
The young man said, "Brother Jian?"
Jian Luo groaned and curled up in pain.
All of a sudden, although it was not obvious, the young man smelled the blood smell. It wasn't too heavy, but the blood smell did exist. The red liquid flowed down from Jian Luo's fingers and was startling on the fair skin.
The young man's eyes widened, and he almost panicked and shouted, "Someone here, someone here!"
Jian Luo sighed inwardly, and said, "Don't make a fuss, you're not dead yet."
The young man was in a trance when he saw him speak, and when he looked up, he saw the wound on Jian Luo's face, a very obvious bloodstain, which was bleeding down at the moment, and almost touched his eyes.
Because of the movement on their side, many people came over when they heard the sound. As soon as they approached, they saw potatoes scattered on the ground and people sitting on the ground. Blood flowed down Jian Luo's face, which looked shocking.
Someone exclaimed: "Call an ambulance!"
Some people also ran and called Su Liang.
Jian Luo had to remind: "Bring the medicine kit, stop the bleeding first."
Maybe most of the people were panicking, and they didn't think about taking the medicine box. Now, when Jane Luo took the initiative to talk about it, they reacted.
When Su Liang ran over, a group of people were surrounding Jian Luo to treat his wound. She ran over and saw that Jian Luo's face froze, her nose was sore, her eyes were red, and tears suddenly fell: "Luoluo."
Jian Luo knew it was her when he heard the voice. He turned his back to Su Liang and said, "Mom, don't worry, it's nothing serious."
Su Liang cried even more sadly.
A group of people gathered around here, and the sound of an ambulance finally came not far away. The medical staff didn't care much when they heard that someone was injured, but they couldn't sit still when they heard the patient's name.
Jian Luo
No one does not know his name, and he is already a national treasure.
"Excuse me."
"Get out of the way."
"Family just follow."
The panicked scene was chaotic. Jian Luo's last memory was the white roof of the ambulance. Everything else was like a bubble to him. The last thought when he closed his eyes was what he would do when Lu Shifeng came back, is simply embarrassing.
...
Jian Luo had a dream.
In the dream, he was already a white-haired grandfather, while Lu Shifeng was still young. His three children had grown up and had their own achievements in their respective fields, but he couldn't watch them marry their wives in his lifetime. Having a child, this lonely life has left countless regrets.
"Aren't you awake yet?"
"The doctor said it's just two days..."
There was a sound from far to near, Jian Luo's eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes. The first thing his nose smelled was the smell of disinfectant, which was a bit pungent and sobering.
Jian Luo took a while to get used to it, his voice was a little hoarse: "Mom."
Su Liang was stunned for a moment, and rushed over quickly, the delicate and weak woman began to cry again: "Luoluo."
Jian Luo narrowed his eyes, saw her appearance clearly, and smiled: "Why are you crying again, am I not dead?"
"Mom doesn't cry anymore."
Su Liang wiped her face, and then helped Jian Luo to sit up again: "How are you feeling, are you still uncomfortable?"
Jian Luo shook his head, he looked around the body subconsciously, and then thought of the problem of his face, he said, "My face is hurt, right?"
At that time, I took the boy to hide from the box, but he hit the shelf next to him and scratched his face. In fact, he didn't feel anything at the time when he was injured, but now it hurts a lot.
Su Liang was stunned for a moment, and said quickly, "Luoluo, don't worry, Dark Star's medical technology is very good, and it will definitely not leave you a scar."
Jian Luo smiled: "Well."
In fact, it's useless for him to have a pretty face as a boy, but—but he didn't want Lu Shifeng to see his ugly appearance, which would embarrass him.
Jian Luo remembered and asked, "Mom, how long have I slept."
"You slept for two days." Su Liang brought porridge and rice from a small kitchen not far away: "The doctor said you can eat when you wake up, come."
Jian Luo's hands were weak, so Su Liang fed him bite by bite with a small spoon. While eating, Jian Luo asked, "Where's the cub?"
Su Liang said: "The children are at home. You are injured. I am afraid they will worry and not bring you here to see you."
Jian Luo responded.
After he finished eating, he wanted to look in the mirror. Su Liang kept following behind him as if he was worried that Jian Luo would not be able to stand the stimulation, but Jian Luo just walked to the mirror and saw the red trace on his face, From the corners of the eyes to the wings of the nose, it looks a bit dazzling.
Su Liang raised it.
Jian Luo looked at it for a while, then smiled: "It's quite individual."
Su Liang was slightly surprised.
"It's good if you don't poke your eyes. Eyes are more difficult to treat than scars." Jian Luo said, "Don't worry, I'm not a child anymore, so I can't even accept this."
Inexplicably, the more indifferent he is, the more sad Su Liang seems to be.
'Dong dong'
There was a knock on the door outside.
Jian Luo turned around: "Please come in."
It was the little boy who came in. He stood timidly at the door and greeted Jian Luo: "Brother Jian."
Jian Luo smiled: "What are you doing, come in when you come."
The little boy came in with some gifts, he bowed: "Brother Jian, I'm sorry!"
He seemed very nervous, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and Jian Luo doubted whether he could shake himself to pieces.
Jian Luo sat down and said, "I'll save you myself, don't do this."
The little boy bit his lip: "But..."
"Just be careful next time, not every time you can be so lucky." Jian Luo picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip: "Go back, I'm fine."
The little boy looked at the scar on Jian Luo's face and hesitated. He thought that Jian Luo might be very angry or something, but he didn't expect that Jian Luo's calmness would be terrifying.
Originally, the words of comfort could not go up and down in the mouth, and in the end, I could only bow and leave.
When he left, Jian Luo said to Su Liang, "Go back and rest, I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while."
Su Liang nodded: "Okay."
After everyone went out, Jian Luo completely let go of the disguise that he didn't care. He sighed and walked to the bed and sat down, looking at the sky outside the window and thinking about life. In fact, he was also afraid. Why wasn't he afraid? He's also human, but what's the use of being afraid. In Lu Shifeng's words, crying blindly can't solve the problem.
...
Falling asleep is a groggy process.
This time the sleep was even heavier. He dreamed of many things, of his life in the village in the past, of his desperation, of coming to a big city to work hard, of staying up all night to pay rent, and of live streaming. It's like a movie playlist, replaying scene by scene.
Until he woke up again, he heard the sounds around him:
"High fever?"
"Why don't you go back?"
"We don't know, his body is very resistant to Dark Star's drugs, and even has a stress response."
"Stop the drug for now."
Jian Luo opened his eyes in a daze and saw a phantom beside him. He reached out and subconsciously wanted to hold the person. The hand that was hanging in the air was finally grasped by a big one. This was definitely not Su Liang's hand. Jian Luo's cognition suddenly woke up, and now Lu Shifeng's figure appeared.
? ? ?
Jian Luo's voice was hoarse: "Didn't you come back in half a month?"
Lu Shifeng said: "You are injured, I will come back to see you."
This man never speaks sweet words, always does things in silence, doesn't tell himself how tired and troublesome it is to get back, he just stands quietly beside him, within reach.
Inexplicable
Jian Luo's nose was sore, his head was heavy, and he was uncomfortable with the burning. In fact, the wound on his face was also very painful, but he didn't cry for these, it was just inexplicable, and when he saw Lu Shifeng, he was vulnerable.
"I have nothing to look at." Jian Luo subconsciously and wanted to cover his face with his hands: "It's ugly."
He slept for two more days, and the traces on his face had formed a layer of light scars. Now it looks very conspicuous, but he is not ugly. He has fair skin and beautiful facial features. This part of his face looks like a lightning bolt. Tattoos, a little mysterious and cool.
Lu Shifeng: "Don't talk nonsense."
Jian Luo looked at him expectantly.
He heard Lu Shifeng say lightly, "It wasn't that pretty before."
"..."
My day
Jian Luo didn't know whether it was sadness or joy. Just when he was in a state of grief and anger, Lu Shifeng brought a tray of medicine boxes from not far away, and wiped a little on his hand: "Every few hours on his face. Touch the ointment, come here."
Sitting on the bed, Jian Luo was angry when he saw his appearance, although he knew that applying the medicine was also for his own good, he still curled his lips and made trouble unreasonably: "It's not ugly, and the ointment is so active, but I still dislike me?"
In fact, everyone who said this wants to hear comfort, comfort him and say that it's okay, you're not ugly, it's okay, I'm not giving you medicine because I hate you, everyone doesn't really want to make a fuss, behind the vexatiousness is time and time again Want to repeat the certainty of security.
Lu Shifeng looked at him quietly.
Jian Luo glanced at him with a guilty conscience, but didn't wait for comfort, he couldn't hide his loss, but he said with understanding: "Okay, okay, I won't say it, just wipe it if you want..."
Lu Shifeng leaned down, he got closer, a handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of Jian Luo, just when Jian Luo was talking, he lowered it slightly, and kissed the red scar softly, as if to treat him gently It is a treasure in the world.
Jian Luo suddenly widened his eyes and stopped talking.
To be precise, he was already stupid.
Lu Shifeng raised his head, stared straight at him with blood-red eyes, and raised his eyebrows: "Can you wipe it now?"
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