Chapter 24

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when the rainstorm is pouring, besides the sound of rain on the umbrella and the ground, it is the sound of wind whining.

Xiao yuanmu touched the porridge in his hand, and found that it was still warm. Only when the corners of his mouth relaxed a little, a gust of wind blew up the umbrella in his hand and blew it back. He subconsciously pulled it. Yu Guang couldn't help but pause.

The umbrella had been stabilized by him. Through the rain curtain, Xiao yuanmu looked straight at the road. There was a man standing at the intersection of the road. The gray windbreaker was blown up. It was about that gust of wind. He was fighting with the wind by pulling his back umbrella. The white T-shirt in the windbreaker and the lower part of his body were exposed to the rain. But after a while, he was wet by the heavy rain and stuck tightly to his body A little lonely and pitiful.

It doesn't need to be clear at all. Just with such a vague figure, Xiao yuanmu has decided that it is song Xuanhe.

Just as he wanted to walk there, he saw that song Xuanhe had stabilized his umbrella and dodged behind the shrubs in the flower bed without even showing the tip of the umbrella.

After a few seconds, the corner of Xiao Yuan's mouth began to tick up. There was no one else here. The rising corner of his mouth also made no secret. He laughed softly and was spoiling.

During this period of time, he had already found out song Xuanhe's temperament. He was proud, natural and unrestrained, and he was free to do whatever he wanted, as well as his deeply hidden softness and awkwardness.

At this time, if he goes directly to expose song Xuanhe, it is estimated that with his character, he will not only refuse to admit it, but also find trouble with him in his breath, deliberately stab him with ugly words, and even more likely turn into anger and ignore him directly.

If it's the former, Xiao yuanmu doesn't think it's any good, but the latter is hard for him to accept.

Xiao yuanmu turned around. Before the smile in his eyes had subsided, he heard a vague cry. He subconsciously turned to look at it. However, as soon as he raised his eyes, he was squinted by the high beam not far away, and his vision was blurred for a moment.

The black SUV was getting closer and closer. After his eyesight recovered, Xiao yuanmu dodged and was ready to dodge. However, when he heard the approaching sound, he turned his mind and stepped forward. The SUV, which was pressing on the brakes, just hit him.

Song Xuanhe stopped in the middle of running. He didn't know where the umbrella was. He could only watch Xiao yuanmu fall to the ground. The rain hit the ground and hit the comatose person. His feet seemed to be fixed in the same place, and he couldn't lift them.

[Xiao yuanmu is OK, but he was rubbed. 】

the sound of the system sounded in his mind, and song Xuanhe suddenly regained his mind and sped to Xiao yuanmu's direction.

The owner of the SUV also opened the door. He was squatting next to Xiao yuanmu to check his condition. He took out his mobile phone and was ready to make an emergency call. Before the phone was dialed, he saw a handsome young man running towards him. His hair was wet and stuck on his forehead. He looked rather pitiful.

Weichen suddenly thought of the little suckling dog he picked up when he was a child. It was also a Rainstorm Day, which was quite similar to the youth in the rain.

However, as soon as the young man spoke, he knew he was wrong - "call an ambulance! What are you doing! "

just at this time, a voice came from the receiver beside his ear, and Wei Chen coughed. He explained the things here in front of the young man, and gave the address clearly before he hung up.

Wei Chen turned his head and looked at the young man. He squatted on one side and was at a loss, but he did not dare to touch the comatose man on the ground. He just called the man's name again and again: "Xiao yuanmu, Xiao yuanmu, are you ok?"

Seeing that the comatose man didn't respond, the young man frowned and was obviously very worried. He wiped the rain on his face, suddenly turned to look at it and asked, "do you have an umbrella?"

Wei Chen was stunned. He got up and took an umbrella from the car. The young man grabbed it and held it up over the comatose man. There was a trace of stubbornness in the corner of his mouth. When he looked carefully, it seemed that there were many emotions he couldn't see clearly. Wei Chen couldn't help asking, "what's the relationship between you and this man?"

After the system repeatedly ensured that Xiao yuanmu was absolutely OK, song Xuanhe relaxed a little. At this moment, hearing Wei Chen's voice, he turned to look at him and looked him up and down.

After reading it, young master song turned his head and said coldly, "it's none of your business."

Wei Chen choked on him for a while, and suddenly felt a little funny. He couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm the perpetrator and he's the victim. You come here and squat. Of course, I have to ask what's the relationship between you and the victim. People are still in a coma. I can't ask him."

Song Xuan and hissed. What Wei Chen said was that he almost said that he doubted that he had touched porcelain.

"You'll know when he wakes up." Song Xuanhe was too lazy to pay attention to him. His expression and voice were very cold.

Wei Chen was not annoyed either. He was a doctor himself. He had just checked Xiao yuanmu and had nothing to do with him. So now he was chatting. He said with a smile, "what's your name?"

Young master song gave him a white look. He didn't even say anything this time. Four words were written on his face - none of your business.

The hospital is very close to here, and the ambulance comes soon. The doctor and nurse come down with a stretcher. Song Xuan and Wei Chen follow in the ambulance, while Wei Chen drives his car behind.The doctor made an examination for Xiao yuanmu and said to song Xuanhe, "it's nothing. It's just a little bruise on the leg and body. It's all skin trauma. The main reason for coma is fever. I've just had an injection to reduce the fever. When the fever subsides, nothing will happen."

Song Xuanhe was completely relieved. After politely thanking the doctor, he turned around and prepared to go to the ward to see Xiao yuanmu. At this time, Wei Chen also negotiated with the traffic police. He happened to see song Xuan and Wen's gentle way of talking with the doctor. He couldn't help picking his eyebrows and said, "you can still talk well."

At this time, song Xuanhe relaxed and returned to his usual dignified and arrogant appearance. He leaned against the wall, held his chest, and looked up at people with his chin: "how do you want me to talk to people who bump into me?"

Wei Chen smell speech facial expression tiny Leng, a few seconds later, just hesitated a way: "your who?"? "Boyfriends?"

Song Xuanhe bent his eyes and hooked his fingers to Wei Chen. Seeing his head coming up, he hooked his lips and said, "do you think he looks like a girlfriend?"

As soon as Wei Chen froze, he realized that he had been fooled, but he didn't feel very angry. He stood up straight, with a smile on his face: "since you are a friend, please leave a contact information. You can ask me for reimbursement for the follow-up hospitalization expenses. This is my business card."

Song Xuanhe didn't answer it. He just looked at the words on the business card and couldn't help laughing: "your student union still has a business card, society."

Wei Chen shrugged, smiling with a ruffian: "it's often said that school is a small society. Thank you for your praise."

Wei Chen's mouth is fierce and shameless, which is the same as song Xuanhe's. If he meets such a well matched opponent, he is still interested in saying a few words. Now he is too lazy to talk to him. He just closes the door of the ward after taking the card. His impatience is incisively and vividly expressed.

Seeing that Wei Chen no longer entangled and left directly, song Xuanhe turned around and went in.

Here is a specially arranged single ward. The decoration is simple and clean, and there is a little warm feeling. Song Xuanhe didn't see much, and his eyes fell on the people lying on the bed.

Originally, his expression with a trace of impatience faded a little bit. He dropped his eyes and stood in the same place. The cotton swab bag he held in his hand was crumpled by him, occasionally making a few noises, which was very abrupt in the quiet ward.

Thinking of the nurse's suggestion, he took apart a bag of cotton swabs and went to the hospital bed. Looking at Xiao yuanmu's flushed cheeks and dry and pale lips, his fingers holding the cotton swabs could not help tightening. No matter whether it was destined to happen or not, the situation in front of him was really caused by him, and his guilt could not be reduced by half.

Xiao yuanmu's hand on the side of the bed is slender, with a thin needle on the back of his hand. The red scratch extending from his little thumb to his wrist is particularly obvious on his white skin. Even if the nurse has dealt with it, the blood has stopped. Such a large area of scratch is still ferocious. I don't know if it's because of the pain, and the finger with the scar twitches a little.

Song Xuan and his subconscious look at Xiao yuanmu, and find that he didn't wake up, and then he is relieved. He suddenly remembers his mother's gentle but very effective way to deal with each injury when he was a child. He can't help but bow his head and blow on Xiao yuanmu's arm. Even though he knows that Xiao yuanmu can't hear him, song Xuanhe whispers: "I'm sorry."

It's not your fault. The plot is like this. Even if you don't let Xiao yuanmu go shopping, he will be hit by a car in a rainstorm. You don't have to blame yourself. 】

If song Xuanhe didn't answer the system, his eyelashes were drooping, and he clumsily printed the swab stained with water on Xiao yuanmu's lips. The place where his eyes fell was pale and dry. Two hours ago, he suddenly felt suffocated by his lips, tongue and wanton agitation. Song Xuanhe moved and threw the swab into the garbage can.

Looking at the sleeping Xiao yuanmu, song Xuanhe puts the cotton swab aside and replies faintly: "I know he will have a car accident and push him out. I can't shirk my responsibility as an insider, whether it's the plot or not. 】

hearing that the system was just about to open its mouth, it noticed a strange wave. Before it was too late to verify it, it saw that song Xuanhe had already got up and walked out, and could not help saying: "don't you want to take care of Xiao yuanmu? 】

[I'm going to change. 】Song Xuanhe looks at the empty corridor and purses the corners of his mouth. He needs to calm down before he can face Xiao yuanmu as usual.

The door was closed gently, and silence returned to the room.

The man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes. He looked to the direction of song Xuan and his departure. The bottom of his eyes was deep, but he couldn't see his mood. His calm face was cold, as if he had washed away lead and left calm and indifferent, giving people a harmless illusion.

A few seconds later, he closed his eyes and gently raised the corner of his mouth.

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