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Chapter 58
On the first day of the new year, he took four days off, from Monday to Thursday, but Yan Hang was discharged on Friday, so he called the head teacher again on Thursday to ask for another day off.
"Can't you just ask for five days at the beginning, plus another long vacation on weekends." The head teacher said.
"That's too bright, it's obvious." Chu Yi said.
"It's just one day off," the head teacher said. "Although we are technical secondary schools, we can't be too loose. Learning these things is for ourselves."
"Yeah." Chu Yi replied.
Because it wasn't the weekend, he didn't call the dormitory people to come to meet him. After all, the head teacher said that it shouldn't be too loose. It's better to let those people skip class and sleep in the dormitory instead of calling them out.
There weren't many things anyway, so Cui Yi pulled all the cars.
"The formalities are done," Cui Yi came in with a few bills, "Let's go... Can you see the bill?"
"Don't look." Yan Hang said and picked up his bag.
"I'm coming." Chu took his bag over.
"A lame man," Yan Hang glanced at his feet, "what can he do."
"It's nothing, it's nothing." On the first day of the school, he turned around and walked out of the ward with his bag.
It's impossible to say it's all right. In the past few days, the swelling has just subsided, but I don't need to jump around anymore. It's not a big problem if I don't run or jump. It doesn't matter if I'm a little lame. Candid.
From the ward downstairs to the parking lot, Chu has been paying attention to the surroundings, for fear of running into that person again.
After two laps, he found that Yan Hang and Cui Yi were similar to him. From time to time, they would look to both sides, but they seemed calmer than him.
"I hired a housekeeping aunt to cook you two nutritious meals every day," Cui Yi opened the door and got into the car. "You should rest during this time and don't go out."
"Yeah." Yan Hang responded.
The first time he helped him sit on the back seat, and when he got up, he found that the injury was on his left foot, and it was not very hard to get in the car. Take it up.
"Huh," Cui Yi glanced back at him, "I almost drew a knife with this movement."
"You, a lawyer," closed the door of the car on the first day of the first year, "and a knife?"
"Fruit knives are always available." Cui Yi started the car.
When left the hospital, first glanced out the window and breathed a sigh of relief.
Although Yan Hang is in good physical condition and is recovering well, he can already tell from a layman that Yan Hang's mood is not high and his complexion is not good. He must be insomnia again, and he is worried about Yan Hang after he leaves the hospital. to go wrong.
He turned his head and looked at Yan Hang, who was leaning on the pillow and looking at the car window over there.
This face is just plain.
The drawn line and collarbone on the side of the neck.
At first glance, Yan Hang turned his face away and looked ahead.
"That hand of yours," Cui Yi said, "the doctor told you how to recover, you go back and do as he said, don't be lazy."
"Well," Yan Hang smiled, "It's so long-winded."
"It's okay not to be verbose, that is, everyone knows that hair loss is a normal phenomenon, or I'm afraid that your father will count your hair one day when he comes back, and I won't be able to get by with one less hair." Cui Yi said.
"My dad is 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.
"Look, look at your hand." On the first day of the first day, he whispered in Yan Hang's ear.
Yan Hang stretched out his right hand.
On the first day of the first year, he held his hand and carefully lifted the gauze and looked inside.
He had seen the wound on Yan Hang's waist several times when he was changing the dressing. Because it was stabbed with a knife, it was not a particularly large incision, and the incision in the operation on the lower abdomen was not large.
In contrast, the opening left by the knife in his hand has a greater visual impact.
An incision across the entire palm.
Although the nerves are not injured and the function of the hand will not be affected, such a large scar, which is also the position of the palm, will be very slow to recover.
"It's okay." Yan Hang said.
The first time did not speak.
"I can use my left and right hands," Yan Hang said, "I also have hidden skills in my left hand."
"My left, left hand's hidden and hidden skills are scratching and itching." Chu Yi said.
Yan Hang and Cui Yi listened to the music together.
"Then I have it too. The hidden skill of my left hand is to take a taxi." Cui Yi said.
He also laughed on the first day of the new year, feeling that he was discharged from the hospital, and even he himself felt a lot more relaxed. No matter how good the hospital's conditions were, the patients and the wounded were seen every day, which was quite depressing.
Back at home, Yan Hang packed the clothes he brought back into the closet and took out a set of pajamas, but he hesitated while standing in front of the closet.
On the first day of the first year, you 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 not taking a bath.
But when you take a shower, you have to help yourself.
Yan Hang probably still remembered the uneven sideways picture of him that day, and was engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.
As soon as remembered that scene, wanted to dig a hole on the ground to lie in, but had to rush down, but he still walked over with gritted teeth and grabbed the door frame of the bedroom.
"Are you taking a shower?" he said. "I'll help you."
"Well," Yan Hang turned to look at him and smiled, "I'm sick to death."
Why don't you just help take a bath?
What's the big deal.
Standing at the door of the bathroom on the first day of the first year, his eyes squinted and stared at a small crack on the door frame next to him. Yan Hang was taking off his clothes in the corner of the light. He felt that he was in a hurry. He should wait for Yan Hang to take off and come back .
It's silly to just stand here and wait for people to undress.
"Okay." Yan Hang said.
"Well," he replied, and took a large roll of waterproof membrane given by the doctor into the bathroom, "stick this on."
This waterproof film looks similar to the plastic wrap, but it is sticky and waterproof when it is attached to the skin. It was pulled out on the first day of the new year and gestured to Yan Hang's waist.
"Just stick to it, do you want to be horizontal and vertical?" Yan Hang smiled.
"I'm afraid of water leakage." On the first day of the first day, he carefully pasted a piece on his waist, pressed the edges firmly, and then stood in front and carefully pressed the wound on his lower abdomen.
Yan Hang didn't take off his underwear. When he put it on, Yan Hang gently pulled the underwear down to avoid sticking to the pants.
He bit his lip on the first day.
But today he was still calm, maybe it was because he was embarrassed before, and when he thought about it, he was a little dejected, so he was very good at not doing anything wrong in front of Yan Hang.
Yan Hang turned to face the wall, raised his injured hand to support the wall, turned on the faucet, and lowered his head with the shower to try the water temperature.
Not 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 hated his state a little bit, but there was nothing he could do.
"Go back to school tomorrow and show your face," Yan Hang said. "Even though it's a weekend, let people know that you didn't take another long vacation for yourself, and your foot is indeed hurt."
"Well," on the first day of the first day, he poured some water on his back, "is it suitable, is it suitable?"
"Very pleasant temperature." Yan Hang said.
On the first day of the first day, he smiled and rubbed the towel on his back.
"Is there any mud?" Yan Hang immediately asked.
"No," the first day of the first day tried a little harder, "I really don't, you can rest assured."
"I think they put a lot of inexplicable things on me, glue, this medicine and that disinfectant," Yan Hang sighed, "I can't take it anymore."
"Go to sleep for a while," said the first day of the first year. "Your face is very scary. It's scary."
"Really," Yan Hang said, "I'm actually very sleepy, I just can't sleep in the hospital."
"I'll sing to you, sing a number, duck," said the first day, "you sleep, have a good night's sleep."
"The first day of the first year," Yan Hang tilted his head and said with a smile, "how can you tell people seriously that you want to sing a song?"
"What's the matter?" On the first day of the first day, he put some shower gel on his back, "I'm a serious, serious person."
"Oh," Yan Hang smiled at the wall for a long time, "Hey, the drowsiness is gone."
Taking a bath like this is much longer than taking a bath by himself, but Yan Hang has been chatting with him all the time, and the messy thoughts in his mind have not had a chance to wake up. , As for the part in the underwear, he doesn't need to be concerned, after all, Yan Hang still has a hand.
When he walked out of the bathroom, he realized that his clothes were all wet.
"I'm going to sleep for a while," Yan Hang changed his clothes and walked out, wearing a towel, "You should take a shower too, you're all wet."
"Well," gave him a first glance, "dry your hair, and then go to sleep."
"Okay." Yan Hang entered the bedroom.
After taking a shower on the first day of the first day of the new year, he changed into Yan Hang's clothes and came out. He found that Yan Hang had fallen asleep in the bedroom and his hair was not blowing.
I stood at the door and hesitated for a long time on the first day of the first day of the first year. Finally, I lifted my breath and let myself enter the room as light as a swallow. I took the quilt next to me, and slowly moved it inch by inch. Finally, it covered Yan Hang.
It was not easy for Yan Hang to fall asleep at the moment. He limped out of the bedroom on tiptoe and closed the door.
This sleep was a little scary.
They came back after noon, and the housekeeping aunt came to make a nutritious meal in the evening. Yan Hang hadn't woken up yet, so he could only prepare it and leave it.
On the first day of the first day, he ate something casually and sat on the sofa watching TV. Seeing that it was after ten o'clock in the evening, Yan Hang still didn't move.
He gently pushed open the door and looked at it several times. After hearing that Yan Hang's breathing was normal, he exited and closed the door.
He hadn't slept well himself during this period of time, and now he was so sleepy that he was yawning and burst into tears, but he still sat on the sofa and kept insisting he didn't dare to sleep, for fear that Yan Hang would wake up or be uncomfortable.
But he must have fallen asleep in the end, because the last time he looked at the time was 11:30, and he had no memory after that.
When Yan Hang got up, the sun was already hanging enthusiastically in the sky, and at first glance, it was not the kind of ** in the morning.
He slept a little exaggeratedly this night. He sat on the edge of the bed for about ten minutes, and the soreness and numbness on his body and the pulling feeling caused by the wound changing position disappeared.
He slowly opened the bedroom door and walked out. He was a little surprised to see the first day of the first lunar new year who was sleeping soundly with his head upturned on the sofa.
It took him a long time to get up, and he made a lot of noise, but he didn't go in the first day of the first year, he thought he had already gone to school...
I walked all the way to the sofa, and on the first day of the first year, still slept like a buddha.
"Puppy," Yan Hang raised his hand and tapped his face lightly, "the neck is about to break."
On the first day of the first year, his mouth was still half-open, and he slept soundly.
Yan Hang looked at him for a while, but he couldn't tell what he was feeling.
Growing up, he felt for the first time that he could do his best to be good to a person.
"Let me get you something to eat." Yan Hang whispered.
Just as he turned around and walked to the kitchen door, he heard a long sigh of relief on the first day behind him, and it sounded like he had finally lost his breath, so he quickly turned his head.
I saw that on the first day of the first day, he didn't look up, he was sitting upright on the sofa, stared at him for a second and then jumped up suddenly, shouting in a hoarse voice: "Are you awake?"
"Ah," Yan Hang looked at him, "Why do you have a big opinion when I wake up?"
"Huh?" Chu Yi was stunned.
"This style," Yan Hang said, "it looks like he's going to come and beat me."
On the first day of the first day, he looked down at himself, scratched his head again, and only laughed after he recovered: "I thought it was night now."
"It's almost noon." Yan Hang said.
"Ah," took a look at the phone on the first day of the first day, "really, really... you just woke up, are you coming?"
"Well," Yan Hang nodded, "bring you something to eat?"
"No," said the first day of the first day, "Yesterday, I didn't have any nutritious meals. I'm eating."
"Oh." Only then did Yan Hang realize how long he had slept. He didn't even remember his dinner. He slept almost at the right time. No wonder his bones were sore.
"I'll get you that, that nutrition, meal," entered the kitchen on the first day of the first year, "Yesterday, my aunt taught me."
"Okay." Yan Hang smiled and leaned against the door.
When the first few fresh-keeping boxes were taken out of the refrigerator, Yan Hang turned on his mobile phone and entered the live broadcast room.
"This is..." The first day of the school turned around and saw the camera facing him, "What are you doing?"
- Live stream, you little fool
-Ahhh, there are benefits for getting up late!
-Why is the handsome guy so confused?
- just woke up with a cute mess of hair
"Live broadcast," Yan Hang said, "Today the puppy cooked me lunch."
"Nothing, nothing to do," said a little embarrassed on the first day of the first year, "just put it in the microwave, put it in the oven, ding."
- then watch you ding
-Ding~~Cute!
- go ding puppy
"Just ding," Yan Hang smiled, walked beside him, saw three sports cars swiped on the screen, he couldn't help but snorted, "If you don't do anything, just give him the sports car, and usually give it to me. lollipop."
-Brother Xiaotian, show your face and I will give you a yacht every day
- Faceless one lollipop, faceless two
-2333333
When I heard a sports car on the first day of the first year, I glanced over here, and when I lowered my head to take the fresh-keeping box, I whispered, "Is my hair messy?"
-I heard
- don't mess up, baby
- very handsome and not messy at all
- It's so quiet, can you pretend you didn't hear it?
"No mess." Yan Hang said with a smile.
"This is," the first day of the first year picked up a box and looked at the camera, "Brother Xiaotian's camp, nutritious meals, semi-fluid, liquid food."
A question mark suddenly appeared on the screen.
- How to eat nutritious meals?
- are you sick
-Isn't it sick after not showing up for so long?
"I suffered a little injury," Yan Hang raised his hand in front of the camera and shook it, "It's okay."
- Ah, my hand hurts! ! ! ! !
- The hand in my dream!
- oh my god, is my favorite hand hurt? ? ?
"Nutritious meals, it's very simple." In the first year of junior high school, he learned from Yan Hang's style, picked up the crisper, and turned on the microwave. "Put it in, go in, ding on high heat, one minute."
Yan Hang smiled and looked at the first day of the first day on the screen.
After a good time at the beginning, he turned to look at the camera, and after a while: "No, I know what to say, what is it."
- so cute my gosh
- my old mother's heart is going to burst
-Just stand like this without saying anything!
"What about the two boxes?" Yan Hang asked.
"Oh," Chu Yi picked up the other two fresh-keeping boxes, "I forgot, you can put them in together."
It was another cute and handsome burst. Yan Hang kept his lips hooked. The live broadcast of the first year of junior high school felt different from his own live broadcast. Although he had been playing casually in the live broadcast, he never found it too interesting. Sometimes he didn't even bother to laugh.
But the first day of the new year was different. He could even feel why the ladies and sisters were so excited.
- Is brother Xiaotian living with the handsome guy?
There was such a sentence in a pile of confessions, and it was quickly brushed up.
Yan Hang made up his mind.
In fact, these similar words have been there since the first time they appeared in his live broadcast on the first day of the first day of the first year of the first year, and every time he saw it, he didn't feel anything.
I was a little concerned when saw it today.
He used to put these words simply as jokes, but now he suddenly felt ambiguous.
Strange, mixed with warm ambiguity.
A very magical combination.
On the first day of the first lunar month, after putting the other two fresh-keeping boxes in the microwave oven, I poured the contents of several boxes into the bowl, and then looked at the camera: "That's it, that's it."
"I've eaten." Yan Hang turned off the live broadcast.
"I didn't have any face, I didn't wash it." On the first day of the first day, he touched his face.
"It doesn't affect your handsomeness." Yan Hang said.
Smile at first.
After washing up, Yan Hang distributed more than half of the nutritious meals to him. He hadn't eaten seriously for a while, and his stomach had shrunk. After eating something like a cat, he was full after a few bites.
I was still able to eat on the first day of the new year, and don't know how lost the ten pounds. guess it was because was sick and worried.
After eating the nutritious meal, checked the time for the first time, and it was almost time to go back to school.
"Don't take those clothes back to the dormitory," Yan Hang went into the bedroom, changed his pajamas, and put on a T-shirt, "Just leave it here, if you don't have enough clothes, just buy a few more?"
"Well." On the first day of the first year, he looked up at him while cleaning up the tableware and chopsticks on the table.
This is not the first time he has seen Yan Hang's clothes. Yan Hang often wears it when he stays at home. It is very casual and loose. The neckline is wider than ordinary T-shirts, and Yan Hang's collarbone can be seen.
Yan Hang has really lost a lot of weight, and his collarbone is clearer than before.
This is the first reaction of the first grade.
But he didn't expect his second reaction to follow so closely, almost at the same time.
It's so beautiful.
sexy.
First time was shocked.
sexy?
What is sexy?
He even felt that there was no such vocabulary reserve in his mind before this moment, but it appeared 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.
It was quite cold now, and when the cold water was splashed, he had a cold war.
call.
Much more comfortable.
He lowered his head and carefully washed the dishes.
However, I was still very angry with myself and felt that I was particularly unpromising.
Especially not like a man.
After washing the dishes, he walked out of the kitchen, Yan Hang was leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone.
"I'm going back to school." He went over to get his bag.
"Well," Yan Hang put down his phone, "Have a meal with the people in the dormitory at noon. Thank you for coming to the hospital that day."
"Okay." He nodded.
"When the housekeeping aunt came over at night, I asked her to do something else..." Yan Hang was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"I'm late, I won't be here at night," he said.
He needs some time to calm down and adjust his mood carefully. Before, he was unhappy, unhappy, and feeling aggrieved, so he would find a weekend to go to the riverside and spend a day in front of the river.
Every time he was in a daze and returned to his life, he felt a lot better.
Yan Hang was stunned, looked at him, and asked after a while, "Are you in the dormitory at night?"
"Hmm." He responded.
"Then... let's go," Yan Hang didn't say anything else, "Take a taxi, don't take the bus."
"Hmm." He continued.
Yan Hang was looking at him, and he could feel it, until he carried his bag and went out, and when the door was closed, he could still feel Yan Hang's line of sight from the last gap.
But he never dared to look at Yan Hang.
He felt that he was too blunt and very rude, but other than this way, he couldn't find any other way.
He couldn't just tell Yan Hang like that.
depressed.
He walked out of the community with his head sullen, looked around and found no suspicious people, so he took a taxi as instructed by Yan Hang.
irritable.
It might be 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 left, the phone rang, and it was Hu Biao who called.
"Hello?" The first day answered the phone.
"Brother Gou, did you ask for leave until yesterday? Are you going back to school today?" Hu Biao's voice was very low.
"Yes." he replied.
"Why don't you come back tomorrow." Hu Biao said.
"What?" He frowned.
"404 has an appointment with us," Hu Biao said. "Your feet are bad, Chunyang asked me to tell you not to go back to the dormitory."
There was no sound at first.
"You will come back tomorrow," Hu Biao said, "do you hear me?"
"Follow them," said the first day, "without feet."