Silence, another long silence in the corridor.

Song Wan's only way to resist is silence.

Xia Zhuo felt that the wall was not good, so he turned around and wanted to leave. There was a big gap between the two doors on the left and right of the fire escape, and the red skirt showed his feet. Then, the voice inside stopped abruptly, and the footsteps were approaching.

She had just walked a few steps when someone stopped her, "Xia Zhuo, pretend not to recognize her?"

The tone was deep and lazy, as if it was a different person from the one who spoke inside just now.

Xia Zhuo had come here specially to find him, but now that she was stopped, she had no reason to leave.

Just now, she only heard talking and saw no one, but now she saw him and noticed his pale face, and there was an infusion patch on the back of her hand. She was holding an umbrella, and stood there looking at him, "Are you sick?"

"It's okay, low blood sugar." Lu Fenghe said lightly.

It seems that he should ask why she is in Yan Ping.

She had heard from Chen Chaoyang that Lu Fenghe had a problem with hypoglycemia, and could pass out straight away after running 3,000 meters in a sports meeting. She said nervously, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Lu Fenghe put his hands back into his pockets, he was ambiguous, "If you want to ask such a question, it will be uncomfortable."

Xia Zhuo fiercely asked her, "Ask you seriously."

He just smiled, as if it was nothing important, "Fortunately, I'm a little dizzy."

He was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt and slacks. Standing in black under the cold white light of the hospital, he looked a little more sickly.

"Can I go now?" Xia Zhuo knew that he was pretending to be "indifferent" now, and wanted to take him out for a walk, and asked him if he could leave the hospital now.

He half-truthed and half-falsely began to play tricks, "If you can't walk, give me a hand, if you fall, it's your fault."

Xia Zhuo really helped him, but Lu Fenghe was not willing to put all his strength on her, and walked on his own, letting her support him.

He didn't want to care about Lu Yuanjiang, Song Wan and the nurse, and followed her into the elevator and went downstairs.

There was also an old man in a wheelchair in the elevator, Xia Zhuo stood behind him, and it was hard to talk, when people came and went in and out of the elevator, Xia Zhuo suddenly heard him ask, "You heard everything."

His tone was unusually serious.

She nodded in acknowledgment, "Yeah."

She heard it all, including the sentence he threw out, "I want to die."

The two walked to the entrance of the hospital, it was raining heavily outside, Xia Zhuo went down the steps to shake the water on the umbrella, opened it again, he got under the umbrella, and she subconsciously raised the umbrella a bit.

He said helplessly, "Xia Zhuo, I really don't know what to do."

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, his voice was hoarse and dry. He hadn't slept a full night in these days, and he looked very listless, as if he was standing here and talking, as if he would fall down at any time, which made people feel distressed.

Xia Zhuo held an umbrella in one hand, took a half step forward, and hugged him, "Don't think about that, think about it first, if your mother comes out, what do you want to say, just say, I insistpulled you out."

Lu Fenghe only thought she was joking, but this hug was quite real, he was addicted for a moment and didn't want to pull away, "Squad Leader Xia, after all these years, he is still so loyal."

Xia Zhuo smiled and backed away slowly. Seeing that his hair had grown, he stretched out his hand to brush his forehead hair, "Student Lu, your hair has grown."

"I'll cut it tomorrow." He said with a smile.

A red umbrella, two people squeezed under the umbrella, the atmosphere is ambiguous due to the distance.

Xia Zhuo looked into his dark eyes, and he also looked into hers.

Bang bang, bang bang, the rain hit the umbrella surface, intertwined with the heartbeat of the person under the umbrella.

Lu Fenghe moved closer to her, breathing heavily, and she unconsciously closed her eyes.

It's a kiss.

With careful and cautious probing.

Every bit of emotion can be quietly magnified at this moment, let alone this person is him, Xia Zhuo slowly opened his eyes, holding the umbrella handle tightly with one hand, breathing evenly, blushingSaid the words "not dull".

"You just need to kiss, I am willing."

He laughed again, and said in a short breath, "Rogue."

But what he did was more rogue than "rogue".

Lu Fenghe clasped the back of her neck with one hand, and kissed her a little more boldly than before. In her green and nervous response, this kiss became ambiguous and lingering.

The red umbrella, the red skirt, and the faint red light on the faces of the two of them against the umbrella.

The night will be dark, with a cool breeze in the rain.

The wind blew her hair and touched his neck, with the slightly damp moisture of the rain, the wind had no intention, and neither did she, but every stroke seemed to be a subtle provocation.

Song Wan and Lu Yuanjiang stood at the entrance of the hospital. Lu Yuanjiang held an umbrella in his hand and saw this scene five or six meters away.

Song Wan felt so familiar.

Many, many years ago, she had witnessed a similar scene with her own eyes.

She will never forget that moment, nor that day.

In the winter many years ago, there was a heavy snowfall in the small town. When she got home from get off work and just walked to the door, she was caught off guard and saw Lu Chuanxing hugging and kissing a girl.

The girl was wearing a red cotton jacket, and the fur collar of the hat covered half of her face, so she couldn't see clearly.

The locals don't use umbrellas when it snows, but that girl, Jiao Didi, is holding an umbrella in the snow, a red umbrella.

The young man was tall and thin, with a well-defined outline. After all, he was also her own son. Even if he didn't see his face, he could recognize him at a glance.

Song Wan took two steps forward and saw the girl's face clearly.

In an instant, the blood flowed backwards, and he froze in place.

She has no objection to Lu Chuanxing falling in love, anyone can, but it can't be that girl.

Xueluo was silent, the girl under the umbrella saw her out of the corner of her eye, pulled out in a hurry and panic, blushed and ran away.

Lu Chuanxing turned his head and saw Song Wan, but he didn't hide, but stood in the snow in a daze, with his back straight and calm.

Song Wan stepped forward and asked, her tone not very good, "What are you doing?"

"Kiss." Lu Chuanxing said directly, without any indirect concealment.

Song Wan was anxious and angry, lost control and slapped him for a while, and shouted at him with red eyes, "Lu Chuanxing, are you crazy? She is your sister. Do you know this is chaos?"

As if Lu Chuanxing didn't feel it, he touched the corner of his mouth with his hand, but it didn't break. After all, Song Wan was merciful, and he smiled, "She has no blood relationship with our family at all. Her surname is Lin and my surname is Lu.Sister asshole."

Song Wan: "Ask people around our house who don't know that she has lived in our house all this time, and who don't know that you have been called brothers and sisters since you were young. Aren't you making the neighbors laugh at you by doing this??”

Lu Chuanxing looked at her indifferently, but shook his head indifferently and said, "I don't care."

Even if the worldly eyes would think so, he wouldn't.

Lu Chuanxing put down these words and walked away from her. She was angry and ignored him. At that time, Song Wan didn't expect that that side was actually the last time she saw him in this life. Song Wan received him from the hospital that night.phone call, and when she rushed over in a hurry, Lu Chuanxing was already unconscious, and after several rescue efforts, he still couldn't stay.

It was also that night that Song Wan learned that Lu Chuanxing had been diagnosed with leukemia half a month ago. He never told his family about it, so he took some medicine in private.

It is always regrettable that a teenager dies young.

The rest of the people only realized later that the kiss in the snow was his cryptic confession and farewell.

Afterwards, Song Wan always wondered by herself, if she hadn't hit Lu Chuanxing at that time, would Lu Chuanxing still go home with her for dinner as usual, would not be hit by a car, and would not be lonely and helplessLying on the ground in the snow, he was so exhausted that he lost blood and died.

So, she seemed to have fallen into a strange circle, sad, blamed herself, and depressed.

At the moment it was raining, Song Wan saw Lu Fenghe and the girl in the red dress hugging each other, tears filled his eyes all of a sudden.

Big drops of tears fell from the corners of her eyes, she reached out to wipe them away, and the eyes filled up again.

No matter how much you wipe it, you can't finish it.

If he had known that the ending would be like this, who cares who he falls in love with, he likes whoever he likes, and doesn't need to care about the eyes of others.

Similar to that scene back then, not only was there the red umbrella in Xia Zhuo's hand, but also Song Wan, who was also seen first by the girl under the umbrella.

Xia Zhuo was at a loss for a while, and pushed his shoulder, "Hey, it seems to be your mother, she saw us."

The author has something to say:

(Explosive liver supporting the wall) The last chapter was overhauled, T^T strongly recommends to go back and refresh and re-read T^T

The number of words after editing is still more than 5,000, and the babies who have already ordered are not at a disadvantage~