"boom"
The box fell to the ground, kicking up dust all over the place.
Jian Luo hugged the young man and fell to the place, with a muffled groan, they fell beside them, the young man's notebook and pen flew far away due to the inertia of force, there were some terrifying smashing sounds in his ears, dust was flying, not far away There was thunder in the sky, and the young man was dumbfounded. He subconsciously looked sideways at Jian Luo beside him, and then saw figures curled up together.
The young man said, "Brother Jian?"
Jian Luo snorted and curled up in pain.
All of a sudden, although it was not very obvious, the young man smelled the smell of blood, which was not very strong, but the smell of blood did exist. The red liquid flowed down from Jane's fingers, and it was shocking on the white skin.
The young man's eyes widened, and he almost shouted in panic, "Come here, come here!"
Jian Luo sighed inwardly, and he said, "Don't talk nonsense, you're not dead yet."
The young man came back to his senses when he saw what he had said. When he looked up, he saw the wound on Jian Luo's face, which was an obvious bloodstain, which was bleeding down at the moment, almost touching his eyes.
Because of the movement on their side, many people heard the sound and came over. As soon as they got closer, they saw potatoes scattered on the ground and people sitting on the ground. There was blood streaming down Jane Luo's face, which looked shocking.
Someone exclaimed: "Call the ambulance!"
Someone also ran to call Su Liang.
Jian Luo had to remind: "Bring the medicine kit, stop the bleeding first."
Maybe most of the people panicked and didn't even think about getting the medicine box. At this moment, Jian Luo, a sick number, took the initiative to talk about it before reacting.
When Su Liang ran over, a group of people were surrounding Jian Luo to treat his wounds. She ran over and saw Jian Luo's face froze, her nose was sore, her eyes were red, and tears fell down all at once. : "Luoluo."
Jian Luo knew it was him when he heard the voice, and he turned his back to not show Su Liang: "Mom, don't worry, it's nothing serious."
Su Liang cried even more sadly.
A group of people gathered here, and the sound of an ambulance finally came not far away. The medical staff didn't care too much when they heard that someone was injured here, but they couldn't sit still when they heard the patient's name.
Jane down
No one does not know his name, and he is already a national treasure.
"excuse me."
"Stay out of the way."
"Family just come with me."
The panicked scene was chaotic, and Jian Luo's last memory was the white roof of the ambulance, and everything else was like a bubble to him, and the last thought he had when he closed his eyes was actually thinking about what to do when Lu Shifeng came back , It's almost ashamed to see people.
…
Jane 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 achieved their own achievements in their respective fields, but he couldn't live to watch them marry Having a child, this lonely life has left countless regrets.
"Aren't you awake yet?"
"The doctor said that in just two days..."
There was a sound from far to near, Jane's eyelashes fluttered slightly and she opened her eyes. The first thing her nose smelled was a smell of disinfectant, which was a bit pungent and sobering.
It took Jane a while to get used to it, her voice was hoarse: "Mom."
Su Liang was taken aback, and rushed over quickly, the delicate and weak woman began to cry again: "Luoluo."
Jian Luo squinted her eyes, saw her appearance clearly, and smiled: "Why are you crying again, am I not dead?"
"Mom stopped crying."
Su Liang wiped his face, then helped Jian Luo to sit up again: "How do you feel, are you still uncomfortable?"
Jian Luo shook his head, he subconsciously looked around the whole body, and then thought of the problem of the face, he said: "My face is hurt, right?"
At that time, I took the boy to hide from the frame, but he bumped into the shelf next to him and scratched his face. In fact, he didn't feel much when he was injured, but now he is in a burning pain.
Su Liang was taken aback, and quickly said: "Luoluo, don't worry, Dark Star's medical technology is very good, and it will definitely not leave you with scars."
Jane Luo smiled: "Yes."
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 been asleep?"
"Slept for two days." Su Liang brought porridge and rice from the small kitchen not far away: "The doctor said you can eat when you wake up, come."
Jian Luo's hand didn't have much strength, so Su Liang used a small spoon to feed him bite by bite. While eating, Jian Luo asked, "Where's Zai Zai?"
Su Liang said: "The children are at home. You were injured. I was afraid they would be worried, so I didn't bring them to see you."
Jane replied.
After he finished eating, he wanted to look in the mirror. Su Liang followed him as if he was worried that Jian Luo would not be able to bear the stimulation, but Jian Luo just walked to the mirror and saw the red mark on his face. From the corners of the eyes to the wings of the nose, it looks a little dazzling.
Su Liangxin raised it.
Jian Luo looked at it for a while, then smiled: "It's quite individual."
Su Liang was slightly surprised.
"It's fine 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, and I can't even accept this."
Inexplicably, the more indifferent he was, the sadder Su Hao seemed to be.
"Boom boom"
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 Jane after seeing him: "Brother Jane."
Jian Luo smiled: "What are you doing in a daze, come in when you come."
The little boy came in with some gifts, and he bowed: "Brother Jian, I'm sorry!"
He seemed very nervous, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, Jian Luo wondered if he could shake himself to pieces.
Jian Luo sat down: "I am the one who saved you, don't do that."
The little boy bit his lip: "But..."
"Just be more 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 to speak. He originally thought that Jian Luo might be very angry or something, but he didn't expect that Jian Luo's calmness was terrifying.
At first, the words of consolation were on the lips, but in the end, he could only bow and leave.
After he left, Jian Luo said to Su Liang: "You should go back and rest too, I'm a little tired and want to sleep for a while."
Su Liang nodded: "Okay."
After everyone had gone out, Jian Luo completely let go of his pretended indifference. He sighed, walked to the edge of 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 I'm human too, but what's the use of being afraid? In Lu Shifeng's words, blindly crying can't solve the problem.
…
Falling asleep is a drowsy process.
This time he slept more deeply. He dreamed about many things. He dreamed about his past life in the village. He dreamed that he was desperate. He dreamed that he came to a big city to work hard. It's like a movie playlist, playing back scenes one by one.
Until he woke up again, he heard voices around him:
"high fever?"
"Why don't you retreat?"
"We also don't know, his body is very resistant to Dark Star's medicine, and even has a stress response."
"Temporarily stop the medicine."
Jian Luo opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a phantom beside him. He stretched out his hand subconsciously to hold that person, but the hand hanging in the air was finally grasped by a big one. This is definitely not Su Liang's hand, so The recognition made Jian Luo wake up suddenly, and it was Lu Shifeng's figure that appeared now.
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 said sweet words, always did things in silence, and would not tell himself how tiring and trouble it would be to rush back. He just stood quietly by his side, within reach.
Inexplicable
Jian Luo's nose was very 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 because of these, it was just inexplicable, and he felt weak when he saw Lu Shifeng.
"What's so good about me." Jane subconsciously wanted to cover her face with her hands: "It's ugly."
He fell into a coma for another two days, and the marks on his face had formed a layer of shallow scars, which looked very conspicuous at the moment, but he was not actually ugly. He had fair skin and beautiful features, and this part of his face was like a lightning bolt. Tattoos, a little mysterious and cool.
Lu Shifeng: "Don't talk nonsense."
Jane Luo looked at him expectantly.
He heard Lu Shifeng say indifferently: "I wasn't so pretty before."
"..."
my day
Jian Luo suddenly didn't know whether it was sadness or joy. When he was filled with grief and anger, Lu Shifeng brought a tray of medicine boxes not far away, and wiped a little on his hands: "Every few hours on the face Touch the ointment, come here."
Sitting on the bed, Jian Luo became annoyed when she saw his appearance of not getting in the oil and salt. Although she knew that applying the medicine was for her own good, she curled her lips and made trouble out of no reason: "You still say you are not ugly, but you are so active in applying the ointment, don't you still despise me?" ?"
In fact, everyone who says this wants to hear comfort, comfort him that it’s okay, you’re not ugly, it’s okay, I’m not giving you medicine because I dislike you, and everyone doesn’t really want to raise an argument. Want to repeat the certainty of security.
Lu Shifeng looked at him quietly.
Jane Luo glanced at him guiltily, but there was no comfort. He couldn't hide his disappointment, but he still said empathetically, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything, just wipe it if you want..."
Lu Shifeng bent down, and he got closer, a handsome face suddenly enlarged in front of Jian Luo, and when Jian Luo was talking, he lowered slightly, and kissed the red scar gently, as if treating him tenderly. It is like a treasure in the world.
Jian Luo's eyes widened suddenly, and her words stopped.
To be precise, he was already stupid.
Lu Shifeng raised his head, staring straight at him with a pair of blood-red eyes, and raised his eyebrows: "Can I wipe it off now?"
The author has something to say: Lu Shifeng: It's not easy.