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Chapter 44 Revised 8.31

Jiang Sui didn't recognize the bed, and fell asleep as soon as he said he wanted to sleep. After a while, the sound of breathing became much lighter, but Duan Zhuo waited for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. It wasn't insomnia, but because Jiang Sui didn't sleep well. Always in a half-dream and half-awake, I feel the person next to me moving, and reach out to grab the person back.

At five o'clock, Duan Zhuo was really sleepy, so he thought of a trick, put one leg on Jiang Sui's ankle, and put his arm on his chest, so that as long as Jiang Sui moved, he would be able to react.

Even in this uncomfortable position, he fell asleep and had a rare dream.

The dream was a vacation, Jiang Sui took him home, his uncle and aunt were away, Jiang Yu ran out to find his classmates to play, and there were only the two of them left at home.

The curtains in the living room were all drawn, it was dark, and the light from the projector hit the curtain wall, playing the very classic "Titanic".

They were sitting side by side on the sofa. When seeing the picture of Jack and Rose kissing, Jiang Sui suddenly touched the back of his hand and asked, "Do you know what it feels like to kiss?"

Duan Zhuo could only shake his head.

"I don't know." Jiang Sui looked at him, smiled and said, "I really want to experience it."

When the love was strong, the hero and heroine hugged and lay down. With the beauty of a man and woman, and the blessing of background music, the picture presented was full of artistic beauty. Duan Zhuo also began to wonder what it was like to kiss.

Turning to look at Jiang Sui again, he found that he was also looking at him, with an ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth, and then, Jiang Sui's eyes slowly moved down to his lips.

Such staring at each other only lasted for three seconds, and the atmosphere in the living room suddenly became charming and ambiguous. Duan Zhuo probably guessed what Jiang Sui would do next, and the alarm bells in his head rang out. He wanted to get up to break the atmosphere, but his body was like It's as if he was fixed by Shi Ding, and just like that, Jiang Sui was allowed to approach him a little bit, robbing the oxygen in the same space.

Jiang Sui held his hand and put it on his lap. Duan Zhuo's breathing became heavy, and an invisible thought popped up in his heart - try it, it seems that nothing will be lost.

Jiang Sui's eyes were very bright, as if he could see through all his thoughts, his lips moved: "Do you want to experience it too?"

Jiang Sui raised his eyebrows, like a fire burned all of Duan Zhuo's rationality, his body reacted, and his heart beat like thunder.

But this dream stopped abruptly here, he heard Cheng Ziyao's noisy voice.

"Are you still sleeping?"

"Isn't there an empty seat here? Why are you two crowded together? Don't you feel panicked?"

Duan Zhuo curled up his legs immediately before opening his eyes, and looked at the people next to him in fear. Jiang Sui was also sleepy, as if he had just woken up, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What time is it?" ?”

"It's past eight o'clock, get up quickly, I have something to do in a while."

"Have you brought me all the clothes and toothbrush?" Jiang Sui asked.

"Of course, I also brought you the underwear, and Ah Zhuo's." Cheng Ziyao smiled wickedly, and patted it twice through the quilt, "How is your little bird? Can you go to the toilet? "

"Tsk." Jiang Sui put a palm on his hand, "Don't touch your hands, it's not completely healed yet."

The two were discussing the injury, Duan Zhuo stared at the swollen eyes, entangled in the unfinished dream, and the heartbeat did not calm down.

Recently, he either doesn’t dream, or if he wants to dream, he dreams of some absurd scenes. When he looks at Jiang Sui again, he has a strange feeling that can’t be explained. What, I often dream of you too."

But he dared not say it.

Because he knew that Jiang Sui would never have such a dream, and no one would have such evil thoughts about his good friend.

A hand waved in front of his eyes, Duan Zhuo came back to his senses, only to realize that he was being stared at by Cheng Ziyao, and looked back in panic.

"Does he have flowers on his face?" Cheng Ziyao asked, "What are you doing staring at him all the time, did you hear me asking you a question?"

Duan Zhuo gave a suspicious "ah".

Cheng Ziyao sighed, and repeated it as if helplessly: "I asked you if you didn't sleep well last night, why are your eyes so swollen?"

Duan Zhuo touched his face, lowered his eyes guiltyly: "Maybe, I slept late last night."

Jiang Sui's panties were half covered, and he turned his head: "Did I kick you because of my bad sleep?"

"No……"

Duan Zhuo watched as Cheng Ziyao took out the sweater and trousers from his bag, flung them in the air, and then helped Jiang Sui put them on. After that, Jiang Sui got off the bed with his arms around Cheng Ziyao's shoulders.

During the whole process, the two were arguing, Jiang Sui thought Cheng Ziyao was clumsy, and Cheng Ziyao thought he was as heavy as a pig.

Duan Zhuo was wondering why he was also a friend, and when Jiang Sui needed help the most, he always subconsciously looked for Cheng Ziyao instead of him.

The nurse who came in to change the dressing on the next bed suddenly opened all the curtains, the room was brightly illuminated, and Duan Zhuo's thoughts were exposed to the sun like this, burning hot from the sun, and a sense of guilt grew in his heart.

For the dream last night, but also for myself in the dream.

Why, when Jiang Sui approached, did he not want to get up and run away?What are you looking forward to?And why... would you feel unhappy because this dream was interrupted?

Questions kept coming down one after another, vaguely pointing him in a direction.

He looked up and looked at the people beside him.

Contrary to the dream, Jiang Sui didn't hold his hand, let alone approach him and ask him if he wanted to experience the feeling of kissing.

What he has to do, perhaps, is to dig a hole, then bury this dream and fill it with thick soil.

Walking into the bathroom, Duan Zhuo stood in front of the mirror. The smooth mirror reflected a preoccupied face with bloodshot eyes and a little stubble on his chin.

He washed his face with cold water, then shook his head, trying to think about other things, but it was useless. The more he told himself not to think about it, the more Jiang Sui's voice filled his mind.

The drops of water hanging from his chin finally couldn't bear it anymore, and dripped on the back of his hand, itching, just like in a dream, Jiang Sui gently scratched the back of his hand with his fingers.

Thinking of this, his ears started to feel hot again, Duan Zhuo scratched his hair a few times irritably, wanting to cry but not crying.

His body seemed to be trapped in a swamp, and his mind was still able to think rationally, trying to lead him away, but the more he analyzed and struggled, the deeper his body sank, and everything was developing in an uncontrollable direction.

After taking turns washing up, Duan Zhuo helped Jiang Sui tidy up the dirty clothes he had changed, and then went downstairs to return the wheelchair. With clear things to do, his mind was much clearer.

After paying the registration fee, Duan Zhuo helped Jiang Sui go to the cafeteria to buy breakfast.

"Don't help me like a Lafayette, it's embarrassing for people to see," Jiang Sui withdrew his hand and said, "I can walk by myself."

"Aren't I afraid that you will fall?"

"Ouch, I can't fall."

The breakfast in the hospital is very rich. There are oily noodles and glutinous rice noodles early in the morning. Jiang Sui is so greedy, but the doctor said that he should avoid spicy food and seafood this week. Two tea eggs.

Cheng Ziyao sipped his noodles and occasionally had a sip of fresh soy milk, while Jiang Sui stared blankly at the porridge.

"Can you be quieter while eating noodles? It's disturbing me."

Cheng Ziyao was unmoved, and licked the spicy oil on his lips, eating more happily: "This noodle is so strong."

Jiang Sui stretched out his chopsticks to his bowl, trying to grab a chopstick, but happened to be seen by Duan Zhuo, who slapped him on the back of his hand.

"Hiss," Jiang Sui glared at him, "I'll just take a bite."

"The doctor said no." Duan Zhuo put the peeled tea eggs on the small plate in front of him and said, "You eat this."

Cheng Ziyao smirked: "That's right, you can eat eggs to complement your shape."

Jiang Sui bit off half of one, drank the porridge and swallowed it down: "This egg yolk is so dry, it choked me to death."

Cheng Ziyao said: "It's good to eat some. You think the hospital cafeteria is the same as the convenience store, and there are sweets for you to choose."

Duan Zhuo handed the bowl to Jiang Sui and said, "Give me the egg yolk if you don't like it, you eat the egg white."