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Lin Shenzhi's face has insect patterns...
Lin Shenzhi has lost a lot of weight, and his cheeks are slightly sunken. This, coupled with the insect lines on his face, makes Lin Shenzhi's whole person unfamiliar, and it seems that he is not him.
Wei Ran didn't dare to stare at the insect pattern all the time, and after only a few glances, he looked down.
Lin Shenzhi's neck and forehead were covered in cold sweat, and that look made people worry.
Lin Shenzhi was wearing pajamas, the same pajamas he and Lin Shenzhi bought together.
Lin Shenzhi was covered with a thin air-conditioning quilt. His bed, he and Lin Shenzhi's bed were exactly the same, and half of them were using them, but he could recognize that Lin Shenzhi was covering them at a glance. The quilt is his.
Lin Shenzhi slept on the half of the bed he often slept on, covered with the quilt he used, this realization made Wei Ran feel sore and painful.
Wei Ran breathed hard, and his eyes stayed on Lin Shenzhi's stomach.
The quilt covered his body, so that Wei Ran could not see his stomach at all, but Wei Ran couldn't help but be drawn to it.
Lin Shenzhi's stomach has indeed gotten a lot bigger recently.
Wei Ran suddenly remembered his previous guess, Lin Shenzhi was not sick, but his stomach became bigger, and he could turn into a worm...
Wei Ran didn't dare to let himself continue to think about it. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, wanting to divert his attention.
At this moment, Fangzheng has sent him more than ten messages, all of them asking him when he can go back.
Wei Ran took a look and put the phone back in his pocket.
He didn't know how that painter could make Fang Zheng panic like this, it couldn't be that painter who could also create wings, and Fang Zheng was not afraid of insects.
Thinking in a mess, he looked again at the position of Lin Shenzhi's stomach under the quilt.
After staring at that position for a while, he looked at Lin Shenzhi's face, and Lin Shenzhi, who was still in a coma, closed his eyes tightly.
Wei Ran took a step forward and stood only one meter away from the bed.
He bent down, reached out, and lightly grabbed a corner of the quilt.
He moved slowly and lifted the quilt from Lin Shenzhi's body until his stomach was exposed under the quilt.
Lin Shenzhi was lying on his side slightly, he put one hand on his stomach, his stomach really got bigger, because the corner of the pajamas was slightly opened, he could even see the bulging arc from his angle.
Wei Ran's scalp went numb, and he didn't even know what he was doing.
His Adam's apple slid again, and after glancing at Lin Shenzhi's sleeping face again, he took a step forward and stretched out his hand.
His fingers lightly touched Lin Shenzhi's stomach, and then immediately retracted it, hard.
With this knowledge, Wei Ran only felt relieved, and it was at this time that he realized that because he was too nervous and too scared, there was already a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Wei Ran held his breath and looked at Lin Shenzhi. After seeing that Lin Shenzhi was still not awake, he looked at Lin Shenzhi's slightly bulging belly again.
He stretched out his hand again, and the moment his fingers touched Lin Shenzhi's stomach, he clearly felt his fingers trembling, and at the same time, a strange touch came.
Lin Shenzhi's stomach is indeed hard, and there are no soft bugs or silk threads in it, probably.
After confirming this, Wei Ran quickly retracted his hand. He pulled the quilt next to him and covered it again for Lin Shenzhi.
After covering the quilt, Wei Ran took two steps back and stood two meters away from Lin Shenzhi.
Standing still, he looked at Lin Shenzhi who was frowning deeply on the bed, he took a step forward, keeping the distance between them only one meter apart.
Approaching, Wei Ran began to feel a little uncomfortable, but he didn't back away, this was the limit of distance he could now accept. He used to feel bad just being in the same room with the other one.
Before waiting for an answer, Fangzheng sent a few more messages.
The prompt sound kept on, Wei Ran had to take out the phone to check.
Fangzheng sent him a row of emojis with splitting headaches and calls for help.
"What's the matter?" Wei Ran asked. He really needed something to divert his attention. After being immersed in that kind of fear for a long time, his hands and feet began to weaken.
"That painter..."
"Painter?" Wei Ran was puzzled.
"He can cry! You don't even know, the moment I saw him at the airport, his tears burst out, and then he cried all the way from the airport to the car, from the car to the dormitory, and all the way to the present!"
"Do you know how long it has been? It takes more than 40 minutes to get back to the dormitory from the airport, and it's almost an hour since I came back."
"help me help me help me..."
Looking at the large sections of content that Fangzheng kept sending out, Wei Ran was dumbfounded for a moment.
He finally understands why Fangzheng is so broken down. Fangzheng has a good personality, and he can talk to anyone and be a brother to anyone to the end, but he also has a type that is not good at dealing with it. He is most afraid of people crying.
It was fine across the phone, but if anyone cried in front of him, he would definitely turn around and run away.
The painter had cried on the phone before, and Fang Zheng had told him that at the time, but they didn't care at the time, just thought it was the other party's emotional upheaval.
Wei Ran could imagine Fang Zheng's appearance of trying to escape through the screen, which made Wei Ran feel a lot better, and he replied, "I didn't go back so soon, Lin Shenzhi is in a coma, I want to wait until he wakes up before leaving. ."
"Coma? How could he be in a coma?"
"I don't know, it seems that my stomach is a little uncomfortable and I can't eat." Wei Ran's attention was instantly pulled back to Lin Shenzhi, and he also wanted to know why Lin Shenzhi did this.
Wei Ran instinctively looked, and the moment he looked, he met a pair of blue-green eyes.
Those eyes were beautiful, like jewels.
Lin Shenzhi didn't know when he had woken up, and was lying on the bed in the same position as before, watching him quietly and motionless.