His lips were cold and soft, and the wounds were scattered all over the place, some slightly congealed, some oozing thin traces of blood, which were on her lips, and she licked the tip of her tongue and tasted the rust that wrenched her heart.
Sang Yu closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and he kissed it with burning breath, let go, and stared into his eyes.
The surroundings were obviously very dark, but the heterochromatic pupils of Lan Qin's water traces were like a tightly blocked curtain had been removed, little by little, unbelievably overflowing with the brilliance of burning the night.
Sang Yu wrapped one hand around him, touched his face with the other, caressed it lovingly, couldn't help the noisy magma in his chest, leaned in again and kissed him harder.
How could his lips be so soft It's going to be kissed by her.
Sang Yu has no experience, in fact, he is so nervous that he blushes to death, he only knows how to grind closely, kiss him a few times to see him obediently, and then lick him a little.
The person who was wantonly encroached upon by her finally reacted, and her chest rose and fell too much, shaking her with it.
Lan Qin's stiff body found a little strength out of nowhere, all used on her body, he clasped her back, trembling and stroking twice, to confirm that the person in his arms was not a phantom, he leaned forward suddenly, lowered his head, buried in her sweet neck socket, his arms tightened desperately, and hugged her firmly.
Not a dream Not a dream.
Xiaoyu said that the person she liked was him, she shed tears for him, stuck to him without disgust, and took the initiative to kiss him.
Lan Qin's eyes rubbed the long hair on her neck, and he tried his best to hold it but still couldn't believe it, he laboriously raised his hand and put it to his mouth, and bit it down.
It hurts He moved his eyelashes in panic, pressed the thin person in his arms and rubbed it, she didn't disappear.
It's true.
Sang Yu obediently let him knead and rub, listening to his heavy gasping in his ear, his body was soft and thorough, honestly lying on his chest, taking the opportunity to vent his distress, turning his face sideways to reach his ear, soft kiss a small mouthful.
Lan Chin shivered reflexively.
Sang Yu was addicted, hugged him and kissed him again, moving to the root of his ear.
A low hissing sound grinded in his throat.
Sang Yu held Lan Qin up by the shoulders and looked at him in the dark, she smiled, her soft lips went up, and kissed the old scar on his throat from the surgery.
"Lan Qin, no matter what others say, to me, you are the best," she said, "I like eyes that are different from others, I like the handwriting that is different, whether it protects me or cries for me, whether there is a voice or no voice, whether the body is good or not, I like it." ” The corners of Sang Yu's mouth curved, "There is only one Lan Xiaoqin in the world, from now on" "No, from the moment you confessed to me."
Her eyes were scorching, she held his face, and solemnly announced under the table, "Lan Xiaoqin belongs to me, and no one can snatch it away." ” Lan Qin didn't dare to breathe, didn't dare to blink, curled up and looked at her infatuatedly.
Sang Yu wiped his tears, rubbed his messy hair, felt the astringency of cold sweat and rain, and realized that he had neglected important matters, and wanted to take him out of this small space quickly.
She leaned over and just moved.
Lan Qin's shadow slammed down, pounced and pinched her. said that he was ruthless, but in fact, he still had any available strength, his arms were shaking, his neck and cheeks were like ice cubes, and it was not easy for his fingers to put his fingers on her waist.
But Sang Yu just understood that Lan Qin hated to spare his life, and he wanted to keep her in his arms.
Affection doesn't know where it starts She didn't want to pursue it for the time being.
It's enough to love him.
But now, it is imperative to get him to lie down, dry his hair, wipe himself with a hot towel, and not get sick.
Sang Yu pushed him hard, "Qinqin, let go first, we have to get up from the ground." ” Lan Qin was stimulated by her few words to lose his senses, hugged and refused to let go, heard the word "let go", shook his head in rejection, squeezed up and stuck to her tighter.
Sang Yu stretched out his hand and touched it, the back of his neck was hot, and his hands were already faintly hot, she was anxious, and forcibly pulled his wrist, just pinching it on the wound cut by the electric car, he snorted in pain, and his sticky eyelashes pressed against his lower eyelids, and he refused to agree.
She just touched something, and it didn't feel right Sang Yu found out that he was injured, and he was even more anxious, and he was reluctant to tear him away, Lan Qin was forced to let out a muffled whimper, and rubbed his head desperately against her cheek, saying that he would not say anything else.
When she was at a loss, outside the open door, the sound of the key turning could be heard downstairs.
In less than five seconds, Uncle Chen's low voice sounded, and more than one person's footsteps stepped in, the switch of the light was "snapped", and a brighter light shone into the workshop across the corridor.
Sang Yu realized that it was probably her grandmother who came.
Sure enough, Song Zhiyu's high-pitched voice raised, "Little fish, little fish" After she finished shouting, several voices mixed together, as well as the sound of carrying equipment, all hurried directly upstairs.
Sang Yu touched the man covering her body, she couldn't push it away or tear it off, and the footsteps on the stairs were rapidly approaching, and seeing that she was about to reach the door, she couldn't keep quiet and let her grandmother worry.
She sighed, smoothed Lan Qin's back soothingly, simply gave up resistance, threw herself into his arms, and weakly agreed, "Grandma" The next moment, the light shone brightly.
The workshop is brightly lit.
Sang Yu's face was so red that he was dripping blood, and he covered his face with one free hand, revealing one eye to look out embarrassedly.
A few pairs of legs, a man and a woman, all stopped at the desk, and then Squatted down.
Grandma, second uncle, and Uncle Chen, there are still people I don't know Everyone was stunned and stared at her in shock.
Sang Yu wanted to cry without tears, and took the time to bite Lan Qin angrily, he shrank, she touched it distressedly, sniffed helplessly, and wrinkled her face: "Grandma, I really didn't mean not to get up."
It's all to blame on the little goblin of Qinqin Song Zhiyu's face was tangled, and she turned around and motioned to the psychiatrist who came with her, the psychiatrist looked helpless and whispered: "You can't pull it hard, Miss Sang can't break it by herself, not to mention that it is an external force like us, his spirit is stretched to the limit, and it is not good to forcibly stimulate it." ” He leaned over to put down the large medical box he was carrying, sanitized his hands, and tore open the syringe packaging.
Song Zhiyu nodded in approval, "Xiaoyu, you take off Qinqin's coat." ” Sang Yu saw the syringe, and his heart sank, "Grandma, he" "It's okay," Song Zhiyu comforted, "It's just a small dose of sedative, let him be obedient first." ” Sang Yu hugged Lan Qin, so sour that he couldn't speak, frowning and trying to open the gap with him, opened and removed the zipper of his coat, unbuttoned the shirt inside, and pulled the right neckline below the shoulder, revealing the deltoid area needed for injection.
He didn't have many muscles but smooth lines, and his cold white skin looked like priceless jade in the light.
Sang Yu watched as the needle pierced and the potion advanced.
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Lan Chin trembled in her arms.
Sang Yu hugged his head and stroked it, and whispered in his ear to comfort, "Qinqin, it's good to take a rest, I'm not leaving." ” Ten minutes later, Lan Qin'an quietly leaned on her neck and stopped struggling, Uncle Chen, who was so anxious that his face changed, and the second uncle of the Lan family dragged Lan Qin out from under the table with half support and half hug, Sang Yu's legs were numb, he staggered up and chased after him, sent him into the bedroom, and placed him on the bed.
Song Zhiyu pushed the medical equipment she brought to the side of the bed, connected it to Lan Qin, and gradually gave him a comprehensive examination, Sang Yu followed her step by step to help, for fear of delaying a minute and a half of a second.
"It's okay," Song Zhiyu patted Sang Yu's arm to calm her, and turned her head to look at the psychiatrist, "It's much better than expected." ” The psychiatrist also breathed a sigh of relief, "Compared to last time, it's simple" He glanced at Sang Yu, smiled and didn't continue.
Compared to the last time it was out of control, it couldn't be better.
Lan Qin fell asleep under the effect of the drug, Song Zhiyu waved her hand, led someone out of the bedroom, and told Sang Yu, "Don't stay too long, let him have a good rest, I'll wait for you in the living room." ” The bedroom was quiet again, Sang Yu crouched beside the bed, tucked the corners of the quilt for Lan Qin, touched his bandaged wrists, leaned over to touch his face, and kissed the corners of his lips lightly.
"Sleep first, and you'll be fine when you wake up," Sang Yu knew that he couldn't hear, but he still chattered, "Grandma talked to me, and I was downstairs and came up soon." ” When Sang Yu went downstairs, Uncle Chen and the second uncle of the Lan family had already left, and the grandmother and the psychiatrist were sitting on the sofa with solemn faces.
"Xiaoyu, come and sit," Song Zhiyu raised her hand to greet her, and asked straight to the point, "Have you expressed your heart to him?"
Sang Yu nodded.
Song Zhiyu was worried, "I don't let you say, not only from an emotional point of view, with his psychological condition, after you confess, it is even more impossible for him to come out of passivity, eighty percent will feel that this relationship is under your mercy, in the future" Sang Yu couldn't help but straighten her back, "Grandma, I did confess, but it was after Qin Qin confessed to me personally. ” Song Zhiyu stopped abruptly.
After a while, she was stunned and asked: "He confessed and kissed" The psychiatrist hurriedly spread out the notebook, "Miss Sang, please speak carefully." ” Sang Yu was a little shy, but she still obediently described the process, and when it came to the synthesized juvenile voice, Song Zhiyu understood the source of this voice, and her eyes showed deep sadness.
Song Zhiyu sighed, "It seems that he has been pushed to the limit, but there has been unexpected progress." ” She stared at Sang Yu and said solemnly: "I always felt that it was not time before, so I never had an in-depth conversation with you, and only stopped at the degree of treatment of him on diet and stomach, in fact, his psychological problems are not optimistic." ” "During the long recovery period after the fire, it was not surprising that Lan Chin experienced depression and autism, which was very severe at one point, but fortunately later" Song Zhiyu looked at Sang Yu and paused when she thought of the days when Lan Qin dragged her sick body to peek at her every day.
"Fortunately, he found a way to relieve a lot later, but after being emotionally stimulated, it is inevitable that there will be shadows and sequelae," she said as smoothly as possible, "and the treatment you have to participate in, in addition to diet, psychology also accounts for a large proportion, because" Sang Yu held his breath and focused.
Song Zhiyu said: "Because of Lan Qin's damaged vocal cords, there is hope for recovery at present, but due to his weak physique and psychological negativity in recent years, he has not been able to implement it for a long time." ” Sang Yu's hands clenched all of a sudden, and moved forward several times, getting closer to Song Zhiyu, "Really, really, he can still recover" Song Zhiyu bowed, "According to the results of his examination in the rehabilitation center today, as well as the situation just now, Lan Qin's physique is indeed steadily improving, and you have taken good care of it, so next, we can finally get into the real subject." ” Half past eight in the evening.
Sang Yu sent Song Zhiyu and the psychiatrist away, ran into the bedroom to see Lan Qin, and made sure that he was in a stable state, before running downstairs in despair and shaking into the kitchen to cook dinner for him.
Qin Qin ate a little porridge, and after tossing this day, he should have fainted from hunger.
She peeled the sweet potatoes, took a kitchen knife and cut them into sections, put them in the pot and steamed them until they were soft, and when she kept the fire, her mind was full of the words that her grandmother said later.
At the moment when told that she could get into the real subject, she was nervously on standby Grandma actually proposed in the first sentence that she should participate in the training of the rehabilitation center to Hainan as usual.
She immediately objected, and the psychiatrist reasoned and reminded her that after Lan Qin's situation was emotionally strongly stimulated tonight, she needed to be sedated to be stable.
It would be better for Lanchin to have a slow process of acceptance.
Taking the initiative to confess is his great breakthrough, but after this, he can't give too much happiness immediately and continuously, otherwise she will easily be overly dependent and can't get out.
Abnormal romances, once she gets bored, cannot be hidden from extremely sensitive patients, and it is easy to be hit.
Sang Yu muttered silently, she won't be annoyed, she is happy, she doesn't want to get out Grandma slapped the board directly, "Xiaoyu, it's only three or five days, just give Qin Qin a cooling-off period, let him slowly digest the newly ushered love relationship, so that he can treat you with a healthier attitude, don't be so pestering." ” Sang Yu thought that she had already taken other people's precious grandson for herself, how could she be stubbornly disobedient, and in the end, grandma was for her and Qinqin's good Reluctant, disapprove, disagree, and go.
Before Song Zhiyu went out, Sang Yu asked aggrievedly: "Grandma, when am I leaving, what should I do if Qinqin eats and drinks, what should I do if he has no one to take care of him at home?"
"We will set off next Monday, and there are still three days," Song Zhiyu raised her eyebrows, "In terms of diet, you can prepare staple foods that can be kept for more than five days in advance, and then prepare some semi-liquid food that can be eaten by brewing, and the rest will be done, almost." ” "In addition," she smiled, "he won't be left unattended, and Uncle Chen will pick you up tomorrow when he recovers." ” "Go" "His second uncle didn't come for nothing, the design drawings drawn by Qin Qin began to make samples, there are technical problems that he needs to keep an eye on, and it is unrealistic to go to the group, so he is set in the Lan family's old house, where there is everything."
Song Zhiyu pinched her face, "Besides, since you are with Qin Qin, you are a member of the Lan family, you should also go back to the old mansion to live for a while and see where Qin Qin grew up." ” Take a look at where Chinchin grew up Sang Yu puffed out his face and poked the sweet potato in the pot with chopsticks.
I always feel that the Lan family's old house is not a good place But whether it's good or not, she can't wait to find out about Lan Qin.
Millet sweet potato porridge was boiled until fragrant and soft, Sang Yu warmed it slightly, and took it upstairs.
As soon as she stepped into one foot, Lan Qin on the bed moved unsteadily, she put down the tray, turned on a non-dazzling warm wall lamp at the bedside, and probed his forehead.
Fortunately, the fever that came out before has obviously subsided, and this time there should be no more high fever.
Sang Yu tried the bowl wall, there was still room to wait, she didn't wake Lan Qin, went to the workshop to get the brown paper bag back, read the test results in turn, covered her chest and patted it with relief, and inadvertently turned her head and met Lan Qin's slightly misty eyes, and at the same time, the corner of her clothes was caught.
Grabbed it and shook it. ay Her boyfriend woke up.
Sang Yu's eyes were crooked, he put the paper bag aside, leaned over and touched his face, "Is it better?"
Lan Qin nodded slightly, his hands gripping the corners of her clothes very tightly, but his eyes lowered after looking at her, and he didn't dare to look at her directly.
He grabbed the sheet under the covers with his other hand.
He remembered what had happened clearly, and he was not satisfied, so he had to rely on her inch by inch and refuse to move, and he relied on injections to leave the table, which must have been very annoying and annoying.
Xiao Yu just agreed His mouth was bitter.
Sang Yu didn't give him a chance to be sad, put the pillow up, and held his arm, "Qinqin, sit up, I cooked a particularly fragrant sweet potato porridge, feed you if you're hungry." ” Lan Qin was easily bewitched and sat down with her movements.
Sang Yu picked up the porridge and scooped it up, and smiled lightly, "Starting today, you have special preferential treatment." ” Lan Chin looked at her nervously.
Sang Yu held the spoon, his face was close to him with the porridge, and pecked softly on the tip of his nose, "In the past, it was at most a beautiful little girl to feed you, but today it is your beautiful girlfriend who feeds you." ” Lan Qin's heart trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to grab her hand. however Sang Yu was holding the bowl with one hand and the spoon with the other.
Super aggrieved.
There was a sour and glutinous light in his eyes, and he had no choice but to finish the porridge as quickly as possible, and drank a few sips of water from her hand.
Sleep and eating have reduced most of the physical torture and restored some physical strength.
Xiao Yu is busy and empty-handed, is he okay He didn't have a sense of reality at all, and he was so panicked in his heart.
I want her to hug it.
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Just a moment After Sang Yu fed him, he helped him get up and move a few times, and after taking care of him, he washed his face and rinsed his mouth and prepared to go downstairs.
Lan Qin didn't find an opportunity to get close to her, seeing that she was leaving, his high heart fell when he saw it, and he eagerly wrote to her crookedly, "Little Fish" "What's wrong?"
Lan Qin held the pen in his hand, and he couldn't write even if the tip of the pen pierced the paper.
How to write "I want to hold you", "I want to be sure you like me", "I want to kiss you" I can't write any of them.
The door closed, and Sang Yu jumped downstairs, the footsteps quickly disappearing at the top of the stairs.
Lan Qin stood on the edge of the bed, lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.
He remained motionless for a long time, the vines on his heart became tighter and tighter, and the little thorns kept piercing in, laughing at him for being useless, laughing at him for not keeping his beloved.
As soon as he was separated for two minutes, he thought about her and his whole body hurt.
Lan Qin pursed his lips, brackered his strength and leaned over to lift the pillow, rolled up the quilt, hugged it all in his arms, took two steps and found that he couldn't hold it, so he dragged it and tried hard to walk outside.
He couldn't stand it, he was going to knock on Xiaoyu's door, trying to make a bunk next to her bed.
Lan Qin plucked up the courage to move to the bedroom door, and bumped into the slender figure who also came in with a quilt and pillow.
"Oops, it hurts, Qinqin, you hit me" Sang Yu's forehead rubbed on the quilt, only then did he notice what he was going to do, it was sweet and funny for a while, and pushed him back, "From the truth, where are you going?"
She took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, splitting the bed in two, leaving a gap in the middle, and laying pillows and quilts on each side.
She was wearing a lounge dress printed with small watermelons, climbed back to the edge of the bed, looked at Lan Qin who was standing there, her eyes were sly, and she asked sweetly with her face up: "My boyfriend is sick, I can't rest assured, I came to accompany the bed, what about you, are you going to find a girlfriend to sleep with" gd1806102: