This is a clean and bright large room. The surrounding walls and decorations are very light in color, gradually changing from white to bud yellow, which makes people look very comfortable. There was a small table by the window, and under the table was a whole fluffy blanket, on which was a girl in an ordinary white gauze skirt.
The girl sat beside the table, quietly looking at a thick book on the table. Her short messy purple hair covered her ears, but her crystal and tender earlobes came out playfully from the purple messy hair. The bright sunlight came in from the window, and there was not a single speck of dust in the light. That kind of serenity shone on her face, making that serene expression even more eye-catching.
The long eyelashes rested quietly on the girl's eyelids, and the white jade-like cheeks flushed slightly in the sunlight. The thickness of the book was thicker than her hands, making her soft and boneless hands very delicate.
The innocent girl in the afternoon sunshine seemed to be reading a book, but it was more like she was asleep. The purple hair fell from her smooth forehead, like a bunch of grape leaves, stroking the sleeping woman.
It's a moving picture.
Xu Le was moved. He stared blankly at the sun not far from the bed, and the girl in the sun. He felt that his eyes were a little dry, and his brain was not enough. The picture in front of her seemed static, yet so vivid, like the poster that Uncle hung in the mine operation room, but the girl who should have appeared on the poster was more mature than when she was fourteen. A little bit, still a very charming girl. But those eyebrows, the straight tip of the nose, and the pinnacles on the auricles that are clearly visible in the light are all telling him: This is Jian Shui'er, this is the real Jian Shui'er, this is the living Jian Shui'er !
Xu Le wanted to rub his eyes, but found a sharp pain in his right arm. He almost cried out, but because of the loss of voice in the throat, it turned into a muffled sound in the throat. With difficulty, he looked away from the window and looked at his body, only to see a few pipes of unknown purpose plugged into his body, and he was lying on a snow-white bed with an emergency call button and Oxygen channel, it appears to be a hospital bed.
The memories before the coma had all returned to his mind, and he knew that everything in front of him was not a dream, although it looked like a dream.
He didn't know how he was about to die at the hands of the militant, but he survived and appeared in this ward.
Xu Le was a very calm person. When he saw the sunlight coming in from the window, he knew that he must have left Linhai Prefecture at this time. That windy and snowy world should not have such bright sunshine, but the next moment, He was not sure, what if he was in a coma for half a year and it was summer in Linhai Prefecture
In the desperate situation at that time, who saved him
Xu Le stared blankly at the purple-haired girl by the window, wondering how Jian Shui'er came out of the dream, and quietly fell asleep with a book beside her bed.
But the fact that he survived made Xu Le feel extremely relaxed and happy. For the first time in nearly 20 years of his life, he was so close to death, which made him seem to have some new understanding of life.
At this moment, he thought of the strange black dream in a coma just now, but immediately put the strange dream behind him, because there was a dream in front of him. If the strange dream in black space is a nightmare, then this moving picture in front of you is a beautiful dream.
A dream come true.
Xu Le, who woke up from a coma, gradually woke up, and his brain gradually regained control over his body, which also meant that his body's perception could also accurately enter his brain. After a slight numbness, there was no The tension and dryness everywhere, and then, Xu Le felt unprecedented pain.
He felt a pain in his right leg. He felt that this leg was like a glass vessel that had been smashed to pieces, and then reassembled, covered with cracks, and each crack was a pain.
And he didn't know how many wounds were left on his body, and they were all in pain at the same time. What was even more terrifying was that inside his body, the back of his neck, every bone, every pair of muscle fibers began to sore, as if he had experienced countless exercises, causing irreparable damage.
With a muffled hum, Xu Le stared at the snow-white ceiling, his habitually squinted eyes staring there, his eyes widened a lot, and a few drops of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, running down the skin beside his ears, flowed onto the pillow.
He is very strong, his stamina is very strong, he is a stone from Donglin, but he is still almost unbearable under this kind of pain, he has to find a way to transfer his feelings in the environment around him, just like a special agent cutting flesh It's a truth that I like to watch porn when I take a bullet.
Fortunately, there was a scene in the ward that was enough to attract Xu Le's attention. He turned his neck with great difficulty and looked at the girl with purple hair at the table by the window.
Xu Le groaned from the hospital bed, awakening the purple-haired girl in the sunlight by the window, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, she woke up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes, looked a little confused, looked at her hands. The thick book in the middle of the book lovably stuck out his tongue and smiled, then stood up and stretched himself in the sun.
She clenched her fists in the sun, raised her arms, and stretched her body to the fullest, a pose that showed the curves of her body completely.
Xu Le on the hospital bed watched the sunlight pass through the transparent glass window, through the clean and dust-free air, and sprinkled on the girl in the white shirt. .
The sun shines through the white dress on the girl. The material of the white dress is very light and thin. Under such direct sunlight, it does not cover much. The white dress is almost transparent in the sun, soft and soft. Softly covering the young girl's carcass, especially from the angle of the backlit hospital bed, you can clearly see that body like a white magnolia.
In the light curtain of serenity, the girl's tender breast curve is wrapped in a white tube top, and the waist and lower abdomen are glowing with white light, which is very beautiful.
Xu Le watched this scene in amazement, and subconsciously wanted to close his eyes.
Uncle Feng Yu once told Xu Le that if he met a girl when he was a teenager, she was obviously very beautiful, but you didn't want to peep at her body, let alone fantasize about things related to eroticism in your mind. That proves that you like her, and it's the real kind.
Xu Le's boyhood has come to an end and he has entered the youth, but in the long twenty years, he has only had this kind of emotion towards two people, one is Zhang Xiaomeng, and the other is the little girl with purple hair in front of him.
For him, Jian Shui'er was an unreachable dream. It was the object that he shouted loudly to marry her as his wife, but he felt extremely inferior in his heart, but it was also the memory that accompanied him day and night. In Xu Le's heart, Jian Shui'er is a complex of many emotions. At certain moments, he even thought to himself that he actually regarded the idol of the Federation as his sister because he had an innate intimacy with her. , just like seeing Xianyi...
So he wanted to close his eyes, and always felt that his eyes peeping at the scenery under the white dress were a kind of blasphemy to her.
However, Xu Le had already seen those spring lights. At this time, he could not treat the other party as a kind family member at all. He only knew that he had seen the beauty that countless federal men wanted to see but could never see... At this moment, the incomparably weak He felt the most intense stimulation, even more lethal than... all the various, naked and incomparably charming women in that strange black dream combined!
Wearing a white dress, the federal idol with messy purple hair, squinting slightly in the sunlight of the ward, enjoying the sun blowing on his face, his sandalwood lips slightly parted, and he sighed contentedly, adding to his charming and charming beauty.
There was a chirp in the ward, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, she turned her head to look at her white dress, and said distressedly: "Poor the dress that has been with me for four years, why did it break with a wave of my hand?"
"Am I really gaining weight?" She frowned and asked herself pitifully.
"No, you have grown up."
Xu Le stared at the youthful body under the white dress, and never imagined that the little lover in his dream would say such a nonsense. After he explained a sentence for the other party in his heart, he could no longer bear the double torture of mental stimulation and physical pain. His eyes were darkened, his head was tilted, and he simply passed out neatly.
Seemingly noticing the slight movement on the hospital bed, Jian Shui'er was stunned for a moment, then walked over to the side of the bed. She stared blankly at the young man who was still in a coma on the bed. Looking at the ordinary face of the young man, she naturally remembered the thrilling scene after the concert, and how she and Sister Tong saved this guy from the pool of blood. came out.
Seeing the cold sweat on the face of the young injured person, Jian Shui'er tilted her head, took out a towel from the pillow, wiped it for him indiscriminately, then threw the towel aside and stared at Xu Le's face in a daze again .
At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open. Jian Shui'er didn't need to look back, she knew that the person who dared to break into the ward without her consent must be Sister Tong.
A woman in her thirties walked into the ward. She looked at the scene beside the hospital bed, her brows furrowed, her eyes were full of disapproval, she looked at Jian Shui'er and said, "Miss, even if it is In order to avoid reporters and prepare for the joint entrance exam in the spring... But I don't think you need to go to the hospital every day to stay, what's more, in my opinion, your time is not spent on reviewing your homework."
Jian Shui'er replied with a smile: "There should be no problem with homework. The TV station executives and reporters are equally annoying. They choose to choose, and it seems that only this hospital is the most hidden."
She turned her head and looked at Xu Le's face on the hospital bed quietly. She also felt a little strange in her heart. Why did she feel familiar when she saw this person, the other party has been in a coma, why does she always give her a quiet and... kind Feel? It's like seeing it somewhere a long time ago.
Jian Shui'er's eyes swept across Xu Le's exposed arm, and swept over the metal bracelet, without caring too much.