[XX]

TR Company's thirtieth floor is the only office decorated with antiques and elegance. Hainan huanghuali wood table neatly arranged seven or eight different newspapers, entertainment, finance, politics, people's livelihood, health, military, miscellaneous ......

A long, bony hand reached out to the financial, slightly hesitant, halfway to the entertainment, with aristocratic pride, grace like holding down the paper with the smell of fresh ink with his index finger.

The person on the paper looked very young, he was wearing a white and blue striped hospital gown and leaning against the bed, his clothes were loose two buttons. Because the hospital gown buttons would have been less, half side look over, revealing the entire neck and neck under a piece of skin, clean and pale complexion, collarbone deep, fragile, and delicate.

A head of dark hair scattered on thin thin shoulders, the left hand with syringes, fingers bandaged, the other hand holding a book, the palm of the hand seems to have been injured, wrapped in a thin layer of bandages, against the ink blue book cover actually feel shocking. Fingers slightly curved, as if unable to bear the weight of the book.

The light falls on him through the half-drawn blue curtains, weak and helpless, so that people look at his heart with pity, I wish I had helped him to hold the book so that his injured palm does not hurt.

The reserved hand traced the outline on the paper with the fingertips of its index finger.

*

*

Jun Ran because the hospital was exposed by the media had to be transferred to the hospital, fans and entertainment fighting too strongly, and the hospital was surrounded by water, seriously affecting the environment of other patients to recuperate.

Hu Yu and Lan Yue served in isolation for fear of another exposure, and Jun Ran could not afford to be tossed around now.

He lost his appetite and was reluctant to eat anything, barely a few bites a moment is likely to spit out with acid, the whole person is sharply thin, the already Europeanized outline is deeper, and the wrist bone is prominent, giving a person a fold both fragile feeling. Once there was no one left in Jun Ran's room by chance, Lan Yue came in the middle of the night and saw Jun Ran standing by the window.

That day was a full moon, the moonlight was bright and cold, Jun Ran half looked back at him, the whole person looked like he was about to return from the wind.

After that day, Lan Yue said nothing and refused to be too far away from Jun Ran. As soon as he came out of the university to serve tea and water, he was called upon for such a long time, and Jun Ran was the first person who seriously said thank you to him, and would lean on his shoulder and close his eyes after the scene, looking as peaceful as a baby.

Just find Jun Ran when he immediately flew to the hospital, sees people after the eyes red scary.

All wet, snow water because the body temperature soaked through the sweater, and slowly freeze, some water seeping in again, the whole clothes frozen like armor as hard, can only be forced to peel off with shears a little, or will be a large area ripped skin.

Jun Ran and good and quiet, eyes closed, thick black long eyelashes do not tremble.

At that moment he felt that Jun Ran died.

After Gu Xiran phone him every day, he could not say.

Gu Xiran is too much.

After the transfer, Gu Xiran always squatted in the corridor outside the door, after Jun Ran fell asleep before he dared to take a closer look, less than a month, people have been too thin to say. In the middle of the night, the fever does not go down, Gu Xiran is waiting by the door, until he heard his temperature come down to rest.

Jun Ran did not eat anything, he went home to study the recipe and combined with Jun Ran's usual taste to boil porridge and make small dishes, let Lan Yue send them in, after a week, Jun Ran could already eat normally, although he still ate very little.

Gu Xiran let out a long breath, as long as he was willing to eat, there was still a solution. His handicraft Jun Ran should not be unable to eat.

Jun Ran is willing to eat his cooking, and should not be to the step that no longer wants to see him.

After a few more days, Lan Yue said that Jun Ran wanted to eat white porridge, just add a little salt.

Gu Xiran went back to make it with joy and happiness.

Jun Ran is willing to eat something, willing to eat what he made, how come I didn't find this thing so worthy of happiness before?

The next day Lan Yue was not in, Gu Xiran intended to put down the porridge to see Jun Ran for a glance and then leave, but unexpectedly Jun Ran woke up, and his clear eyes looked at him like that. After the illness, Jun Ran's spirit was much worse, even the pair of pale blue eyes faded slightly, and black eyebrows and hair against the increasingly miserable white skin, appearing even weaker, are already sick bones.

Gu Xiran did not know what to say for a moment, embarrassed to freeze there.

"I'm hungry."

"...... Oh ...... I, I brought food too."

Jun Ran spoke he was finally willing to talk to me he said he was hungry it looks so good and obedient ...... Gu Xiran shook his head violently to shake out the pop-up box in his head, brush screen decisively can not be too unrestrained.

Jun Ran both hands are injured, gauze has not been removed, attached to the syringe, holding a spoon looks very clumsy.

Gu Xiran grabbed it and fed him personally. The photo of Jun Ran in the newspaper he took scissors to carefully snap off, the injured hand makes people look very heartbroken. It is frostbite, very serious, and even do not know whether the fingers can be flexible in the future.

Jun Ran did not insist, on his hand small mouth small mouth swallowing, throat knot sliding look fragile and sexy.

The curtains have two layers, a layer of window screen covered not pulled open, the morning sunlight penetrated into the ward, everything is hazy, Jun Ran drooping eyes, ciliary feathers dark as a butterfly. The live, trembling-winged butterfly.

It must be that today's sunshine is too good, he actually had a moment to think that this is the longevity of the day.

The phone suddenly rang.

He walked to the corridor, "I said I have arrangements today, can not go over ...... He does not come to me, why do you want to see me see, gifts he wants to stay, people can roll, I do not lack the few reward money ...... This person is very cheap, once the door is closed I asked him to kneel down to lick my toes he felt like a gift, why should I indulge him? What new love? I love to play until when the stirrup opens you care?"

Once Gu Xiran hung up the phone, took several deep breaths, and turned around to go back to his room.

Jun Ran red eyes watching him, breathing gradually sharply.

The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you're getting into.

He knows, he knows all.

He took a step back, then another step back, trying to escape.

Jun Ran began to cough, leaning against the bed to the side of the body lopsided, Gu Xiran fixed in place for a few seconds or into the door to help him.

The few mouthfuls of food you just ate were all vomited up, along with blood and blood clots. Gu Xiran reacted for a while before pressing the bell and kept pressing.

Jun Ran leaning against him, the corners of his mouth with blood stains, he could not breathe, tinnitus, eyes getting blurry.

Gu Xiran always smells like someone else, almost every time it's different.

The red marks always appear on Gu Xiran's neck and chest.

The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the business for a long time.

Gu Xiran does not want him.

Gu Xiran, Gu Xiran ......

Jun Ran reached out and tried to push the man away, he had no strength, and his whole body hurt like hell.

His senior brother died the same way because in the end the pain was too much to bear and he stabbed himself in his chest. If it wasn't for him, his senior brother wouldn't have suffered so much at all. Because of the refinement of medicine since childhood, the internal strength of the practice of the sword, early fame, and fortune at a young age. At that time, the entire Jianghu thought that all the children of the division are young and talented, in fact, they simply do not live long.

He was the last one.

Jun Ran thought in a trance, someone shook his body, and he could not move and did not want to move.

Gu Xiran always made him sad, at night in the bar, made him wait at home alone, always feeling cold at night, painful and cold, he curled up on the tatami alone trying to shrink himself into a ball. He would be happy to have that person back, even if he smelled like someone else. As long as he was willing to put out his cigarette and come over to hug him, he felt very warm.

But Gu Xiran only treats him as a toy. He will sooner or later stomp away from him and not even return.

Jun Ran can not see, he felt wet face, Gu Xiran will not cry for him, that is their own pain crying?

So humiliating.

Tinnitus gradually disappeared, as if someone shouted at him, hoarse. Then nothing could be heard.

The world was quiet.