He took four days off on the first day of junior high, from Monday to Thursday, but Yan Hang was discharged from the hospital on Friday, so on Thursday, he called the head teacher and asked for another day off.
"You can just ask for five days at the beginning, plus the weekend to make up a long vacation." said the head teacher.
"That's too Ming, show it." said the first day.
"On this day's vacation," the head teacher said, "Although we are a technical secondary school, we shouldn't be too loose. We learn these things for our own sake."
"Yeah." The first day of the day responded.
Because it was not a weekend, he didn't ask the people in the dormitory to come over. After all, the head teacher said that it shouldn't be too loose. It is better to let the group of people absent from class to sleep in the dormitory than to ask them to come out.
Anyway, there are not many things, Cui Yi pulled all the cars.
"The procedures are complete," Cui Yi came in with a few slips. "Let's go... Can you take a look at the bill?"
"Don't look." Yan Hang said and picked up his bag.
"I'm coming." Chu took his bag.
"A lame man," Yan Hang glanced at his foot, "What can I do?"
"It's all right, it's all right." Chu Yi turned around and walked out of the ward with a bag.
It’s impossible to say that it’s okay. In the past few days, the swelling has just disappeared, but there is no need to jump away. It’s not a big problem if you don’t run or jump. It’s a little lame and doesn’t affect it. It still looks very physical. Can Zhijian's.
From the ward downstairs to the parking lot, Chu had been paying attention to the surroundings, fearing to run into that person again.
After watching two laps, he found that Yan Hang and Cui Yi were similar to him, and would look to both sides from time to time, but they looked calmer than him.
"I hired a housekeeping aunt, and I will cook you two nutritious meals every day." Cui Yi opened the door and got into the car. "During this time, you can rest and don't go out."
"Yeah." Yan Hang replied.
At first, he helped him to sit in the back seat. When he got up, he found that his left foot was injured. It was not very hard to get in the car. After hesitating, he turned his back and jumped directly, jumped to the back seat and sat down, and then put his leg. Take it up.
"Oh," Cui Yi glanced back at him, "This movement, I almost got a knife."
"You, a lawyer," closed the door on the first day of the new year, "there are still knives?"
"The fruit knife is always available." Cui Yi started the car.
When I left the hospital, I looked out the window and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Yan Hang is now in good physical condition and recovered well, he can already be seen by a layman that Yan Hang's mood is not high, his complexion is also bad, he should be insomnia again, and he is worried about Yan Hang before being discharged from the hospital. There is a problem.
He turned his head and looked at Yan Hang, who was leaning his head on the pillow and looking at the car window over there.
This profile is almost straightforward.
The line and clavicle pulled out from the side of the neck.
After watching for a while on the first day of the new year, when Yan Hang turned his head back, he turned his face away and looked ahead.
"Your hand," Cui Yi said, "The doctor told you how to recover. Go back and do what he says, don't be lazy."
"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "It's so long-winded."
"Isn't it boring? Everyone knows that hair loss is a normal phenomenon, or I'm afraid your dad will count your hair when he comes back someday, and I can't make it with me if you lose one." Cui Yi said.
"How can my dad be so exaggerated." Yan Hang laughed.
"Of course I won't let you see it in front of you." Cui Yi said.
Yan Hang laughed for a while, then sighed softly.
"I see, look at your hand." Lu Yi whispered in Yan Hang's ear.
Yan Hang stretched out his right hand.
On the first day of the new year, he held his hand and carefully lifted the gauze to look inside.
He had seen the injury on Yan Hang's waist several times when he changed the dressing. Because it was stabbed by a knife, it was not a particularly big cut, and the cut on his lower abdomen was not big.
In contrast, the opening left by the knife in his hand has a greater visual impact.
A cut across the entire palm.
Although there is no injury to the nerves and will not affect the function of the hand, the recovery of such a large scar and the position of the palm will be very slow.
"It's okay." Yan Hang said.
I didn't speak in the first day of the new year.
"I can use both left and right hands," Yan Hang said, "I also have hidden skills in my left hand."
"My left, left hand hiding, hiding skills is scratching, itching." said the first day.
Yan Hang and Cui Yi listened together.
"Then I have it too. The hidden skill in my left hand is to take a taxi." Cui Yi said.
He also laughed on the first day of the junior high school. It feels good to be discharged from the hospital. Even he himself feels a lot more relaxed. No matter how the conditions in the hospital are good, all he sees are patients and wounded every day, which is quite depressing.
Back home, Yan Hang packed the clothes he had brought back in the closet, took out a set of pajamas, but hesitated while standing in front of the closet.
On the first day of junior high school, I could almost see what Yan Hang was thinking. He wanted to take a bath. For a very particular foreign dog, it was unbearable to wipe it back and forth with a towel after ten days of bathing.
But if you take a bath, you have to help yourself.
Yan Hang probably still remembered his bumpy sideways picture that day, and he was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.
As soon as I remembered that scene, I wanted to dig a hole on the ground and lie down on the first day of the first year. He had to face down, but he still gritted his teeth and walked over, scratching the bedroom door frame.
"A bath?" He said, "I will help, help you."
"Well," Yan Hang turned his face to look at him and smiled, "I'm so uncomfortable."
Isn't it just to help take a bath
What's the big deal.
On the first day of the first year, he stood at the door of the bathroom, squinting, staring at a small crack in the door frame next to him. In Yu Guangli, Yan Hang was undressing. He felt that he was a little anxious when he came. He should wait until Yan Hang is taken off. He should come back. .
It's silly to wait for someone to undress like this.
"Okay." Yan Hang said.
"Well," he replied, and took a large roll of waterproof membrane given by the doctor into the bathroom, "stick this."
This waterproof membrane looks similar to the plastic wrap, but it is sticky and can be waterproof when sticking to the skin. It pulled out a section on the first day and gestured to Yan Hang's waist.
"Just stick it, do you want to be horizontal and upright?" Yan Hang smiled.
"Afraid of water leakage." Chu Yi carefully taped a piece to his waist, pressing the edges firmly, and then stood on the front and carefully pressed against the wound on his lower abdomen.
Yan Hang didn't take off the underwear. When he put it on, Yan Hang gently pulled the underwear down so as not to stick to the pants.
On the first day of the new year, he bit his lip.
But today he was still calm, maybe because he was ashamed before, he was a little frustrated when he thought of it, so he didn't go wrong in front of Yan Hang.
Yan Hang turned to face the wall and raised his injured hand to support the wall. He turned on the faucet and lowered his head with the shower to try the water temperature.
Not being face to face with Yan Hang made him relax a lot, but Yan Hang's posture was so handsome that he still didn't dare to stare.
He hates his state a bit, but there is nothing he can do about it.
"You will go back to school tomorrow and show your face," Yan Hang said, "Although it is the weekend, it also lets people know that you didn't take another long vacation for yourself, but your foot is indeed hurt."
"Well," the first day of the month poured some water on his back, "appropriate, suitable?"
"Very pleasant temperature." Yan Hang said.
On the first day of the new year, he smiled and rubbed a towel on his back.
"Is there any mud?" Yan Hang asked immediately.
"No," the first day of the new year used a little energy, "really no, you can rest assured, rest assured."
"I think they put a lot of inexplicable things on my body, glue, this medicine or the disinfectant," Yan Hang sighed, "I can't bear it anymore."
"You go to bed later, let's get some sleep," said the first day of the new year. "His face is scary and scary."
"Really," Yan Hang said, "I'm actually very sleepy, because I can't sleep in the hospital."
"I'll sing for you, sing a number, duck," said the first day of the new year, "you sleep and sleep."
"On the first day of the new year," Yan Hang turned his head and said with a smile, "How can you tell people seriously that you want to sing a song?"
"What's wrong?" On the first day of the junior high school, he applied a little shower gel on his back, "I am a serious and serious person."
"Oh," Yan Hang smiled at the wall for a long time, "Hey, doze off."
It took much longer to take a bath like this, but Yan Hang kept chatting with him, and the messy thoughts in his mind didn't find a chance to wake up, so he helped Yan Hang successfully finish the bath and wash his head. , As for the part of the underwear, he doesn't need to care about it, after all, Yan Hang still has a hand.
When he walked out of the bathroom, he realized that his clothes were all wet.
"I'll sleep," Yan Hang changed his clothes and walked out, wearing a towel, "You should take a bath too, it's all wet."
"Well," the first day of the year gave him a glance, "Hair blow, dry it before going to sleep."
"Okay." Yan Hang entered the bedroom.
After taking a shower on the first day of the new year, he changed into Yan Hang's clothes and came out, and found that Yan Hang had fallen asleep in the bedroom, his hair was not blowing, so he was just padding with the towel before, and he didn't even cover his quilt.
I stood at the door and hesitated for a long time on the first day of the new year. Finally I lifted my breath for a long time to let myself enter the room as light as a swallow, took the quilt next to it, and slowly moved it over inch by inch. It took three minutes. Finally covered on Yan Hang.
It was not easy for Yan Hang to fall asleep right now. He limped out of the bedroom on tiptoe and closed the door.
This sleep was a bit scary.
They came back after noon. In the evening, the housekeeping aunt came over to make a nutritious meal. Yan Hang hadn't woke up yet, so he could only prepare it and set it aside.
On the first day of the new year, I just ate something and sat on the sofa to watch TV. Yan Hang still didn't move when he saw that after ten o'clock in the evening.
He gently opened the door and looked at it several times, and then he withdrew and closed the door after hearing that Yan Hang's breathing was normal.
During this period of time, he himself did not sleep well. He was already so sleepy that he burst into tears without yawning, but he still sat on the sofa for a long time and did not dare to sleep, fearing that Yan Hang would wake up or feel uncomfortable.
But he must have fallen asleep in the end, because the last time he checked the time was 11:30, and there was no memory after that.
When Yan Hang got up, the sun was already hanging enthusiastically in the sky, and it was not like the eight or nine o'clock in the morning.
He slept a bit exaggeratedly. He sat on the side of the bed for almost ten minutes, and the tingling sensation caused by the numbness and wounds on his body changed his posture and disappeared.
He slowly opened the bedroom door and walked out. He was a little surprised to see that he was sleeping soundly on the sofa with his head half open and his mouth open.
It took him a long time to get up, and he made a lot of noise, but he never went in on the first day of the junior high school. He thought he had already gone to school in the first year of the junior high school...
I walked all the way to the sofa, and I still slept dimly on the first day of the new year and looked like I was about to become a Buddha.
"Puppy," Yan Hang raised his hand and tapped lightly on his face, "The neck is about to be broken."
On the first day of the new year, he was still asleep with his mouth half open.
Yan Hang looked at him for a while, and couldn't tell what it was like.
Growing up, he felt for the first time that he was good to a person and could go all out.
"I'll get you something to eat." Yan Hang whispered.
As soon as he turned and walked to the door of the kitchen, he heard a long sigh of relief after the first day of the month. He turned his head quickly as if he had finally been puffed up.
I saw that Chuyi didn't raise his head, he had been sitting upright on the sofa, staring at him for a second, and then suddenly bounced, shouting dumbly: "Are you awake?"
"Ah," Yan Hang looked at him, "Why do you have a big opinion when I wake up?"
"Huh?" The first day was stunned.
"This pose," Yan Hang said, "it looks like he's going to come over and beat me up."
On the first day of the new year, he looked down at himself, scratched his head again, and laughed after slowing down: "I thought it was now, it's night."
"It's almost noon." Yan Hang said.
"Ah," took a look at the phone on the first day of the new year, "Really, really... You just got up, are you coming?"
"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "Can I get you something to eat?"
"No," said the first day of the new year. "Yesterday, I didn't have any nutritious meals. I have to eat."
"Oh." Yan Hang then realized how long he had slept. He didn't even have a memory of dinner. It was almost the right time to sleep. No wonder his bones were sore.
"I'll get that for you, that nutrition, meals," entered the kitchen on the first day of the new year, "aunt taught yesterday, I am."
"Okay." Yan Hang smiled and leaned against the door.
When he took out a few fresh-keeping boxes from the refrigerator at the beginning, Yan Hang turned on his phone and entered the live broadcast room.
"This is..." On the first day of the new year, I turned around and saw the camera facing him, "What are you doing?"
-Live broadcast, little fool
-Ah, get up late and get benefits!
-Why is the little handsome guy confused
-I just woke up and my hair was messy so cute
"Live broadcast," Yan Hang said, "Today the puppy cooked me lunch."
"No, there's nothing to do," said a little embarrassed on the first day of the new year, "just put it down, in the wave furnace, ding."
-Then it depends on you
-Ding
-Ding~~ cute!
-Go Ding it puppy
"You can do it," Yan Hang smiled, walked to him, saw three sports cars on the screen, and couldn't help but spit out, "Give him the sports car if he doesn't do anything, and usually give me a stick. lollipop."
-Brother Xiaotian, show your face, I will brush your yacht every day
-One lollipop without face, two with face
-2333333
When I heard a sports car on the first day of the new year, I glanced over here, and when I lowered my head to take the crisper, he said quietly: "My hair, is it messy?"
-I heard
-No mess, baby
-Very handsome and not messy at all
-Can you pretend not to hear such a low voice
"It's not messy." Yan Hang said with a smile.
"This is," picked up a box on the first day of the new year and looked at the camera, "Brother Xiaotian's camp, nutritious meal, semi-liquid, liquid food."
A question mark suddenly appeared on the screen.
-Why should I eat a nutritious meal
-Are you sick
-Isn't he sick after not showing up for so long
"Suffered a little bit," Yan Hang raised his hand to the camera and shook it, "It's okay."
-Oh my hand hurts! ! ! ! !
-The hands in my dreams!
-Oh my god, did my favorite hand hurt? ?
"Nutritious meal, it's very simple." He picked up the fresh-keeping box and turned on the microwave as he learned Yan Hang on the first day of the junior high school.
Yan Hang smiled and looked at the first day on the screen.
After a certain amount of time, I turned around and looked at the camera. After a while, "No, I know what to say, what's the matter."
-It's so cute, my goodness
-My old mother's heart is about to burst
-No need to say, just stand like this!
"Where are the two boxes?" Yan Hang asked.
"Oh," Chu took up the other two crispers, "forget it, you can put them in together."
It was another cute and handsome burst. Yan Hang kept twitching his mouth. The live broadcast on the first year of the junior high school didn’t feel the same as when he broadcasted the live broadcast himself. Although he had always been playing with live broadcasts, he still didn’t find it too interesting. Sometimes he didn't even bother to laugh.
But the first day of the new year is different, he can even feel why the young ladies are so excited.
-Did Xiaotian live with Xiaoshuai
There was such a sentence in a pile of confession, and it was quickly brushed up.
Yan Hang made a decision.
These similar words have actually existed since the first time they appeared on his live broadcast on the first day of the junior high. He didn't feel anything every time he saw them.
When I saw it today, I was a little concerned.
He had simply put these words into jokes before, but now he suddenly felt ambiguous.
Strange, mixed with warm ambiguity.
A very magical combination.
On the first day of the first day of the new year, he was silent and put the other two fresh-keeping boxes in the microwave oven. Then he poured the contents of several boxes into the bowl, and then looked at the camera: "That's it, that's it."
"I'm eating." Yan Hang turned off the live broadcast.
"I have no face, I didn't wash it." Chu Yi touched his face.
"It doesn't affect your handsomeness." Yan Hang said.
The first day of the month smiled.
After washing, Yan Hang divided the nutritious meal into half for him. He hadn't eaten anything serious this time, and his stomach had shrunk. After eating something like a cat, he was full in just a few mouthfuls.
On the first day of the new year, I still can eat, and I don’t know how the ten catties lost weight. It is probably because I was sick and worried too much.
After eating a nutritious meal, I looked at the time on the first day of the new year. It was about the same time to go back to school.
"Don't take your clothes back to the dormitory, right?" Yan Hang entered the bedroom, changed his pajamas, and put on a T-shirt casually. "Just leave it here. If you don't have enough clothes, buy a few more?"
"Yeah." Chu Yi looked up at him while clearing the dishes on the table.
This is not the first time he saw Yan Hang. Yan Hang often wears it when he stays at home. It is a very casual and loose style. The neckline is wider than a normal T-shirt, and Yan Hang's collarbone can be seen.
Yan Hang really lost a lot of weight, and his collarbone was clearer than before.
This is the first reaction of the first year of junior high school.
But he didn't expect his second reaction to follow so closely, almost at the same time.
It's so pretty.
Sexy.
The first day of junior high school was shocked.
Sexy
What is sexy
He even felt that there was no such vocabulary reserve in his mind before this moment, but it just popped up so suddenly.
Yan Hang is very sexy.
He quickly entered the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks in his hands.
After putting the bowl in the sink, he turned on the cold water switch and splashed two handfuls of water on his face.
Now it was quite cold in Tian'er, and when the cold water was splashed, he fought a cold war.
call.
Much more comfortable.
He bowed his head and washed the dishes seriously.
But I was very angry with myself, and felt that I was particularly hopeless.
Especially not like a man.
After washing the dishes, he walked out of the kitchen while Yan Hang was leaning on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.
"I'm back to school." He went over and took his bag.
"Well," Yan Hang put down his phone, "let's have a meal with the people in the dormitory at noon, thank them for coming to the hospital that day."
"Okay." He nodded.
"I asked her to do something else when the housekeeping aunt came over in the evening..." Yan Hang was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"I'm late, but I won't come at night," he said.
He needs some time to calm himself down and adjust his mood carefully. He used to be unhappy, unhappy, and feel aggrieved, so he would go to the river for a weekend and spend a day in front of the river.
He feels much better every time he goes back to his life after being in a daze.
Yan Hang was startled, looking at him, and after a while he asked, "Are you in the dormitory at night?"
"Yeah." He responded.
"Then... Okay," Yan Hang said nothing else, "Take a taxi, don't take the bus."
"Yeah." He continued to answer.
Yan Hang was watching him, and he could feel that he could still feel Yan Hang's gaze from the last gap when he closed the door with his bag on his back.
But he never dared to watch Yan Hang.
He felt that he was too blunt and very rude, but apart from such a way, he could not find any other way.
He couldn't just tell Yan Hang like that.
depressed.
He walked out of the complex with his head sullenly, looked around, and found no suspicious people, so he took a taxi as Yan Hang ordered.
Irritable.
It's better to admit it to Zhou Chunyang that day, at least at this time, he still has someone to talk about.
Not long after the taxi drove out, the phone rang and it was Hu Biao calling.
"Hello?" Chuyi answered the phone.
"Brother Gou, you asked for leave until yesterday, are you going back to school today?" Hu Biao's voice was suppressed quite low.
"Yes." He replied.
"Why don't you come back tomorrow." Hu Biao said.
"What?" He frowned.
"404 made an appointment with us," Hu Biao said, "Your feet are not good, Chunyang asked me to tell you not to go back to the dormitory."
There was no sound on the first day of the new year.
"You will come back tomorrow," Hu Biao said, "Have you heard?"
"Follow them," said the first day of the month, "you don't need your feet."