Against the backdrop of this bright sunshine shining with a golden background, Xiang Xi's side face looked very beautiful, but it exuded a loneliness that was inconsistent with his age.

In fact, the feeling of loneliness is not something that can be achieved by just sitting alone. Cheng Boyan thinks this is like other characteristics of Xiang Xi... For example, if you open your mouth and don't tell the truth, I just don't want to die. I was ruthless the previous second, and I could laugh the next second. These characteristics are innate, or in other words, they must be created by Xiang Xi's complex and dark growth environment.

A complex and dark environment for growing up?

Cheng Boyan frowned, and inexplicably believed Xiang Xi’s unreasonable words?

Isn't it a bit too easy to cheat myself...

"You..." Cheng Boyan pushed open the door of the ward again and looked at Xiang Xi, "Are there anything you want to eat or what you usually want to use? I'll bring it to you when I come here tomorrow."

"Meat and mirror." Xiang Xi turned his head and answered without thinking.

"Mirror?" Cheng Boyan felt that the answer was really beyond his expectations, "You want to look in the mirror?"

"Well," Xiang Xi nodded, "I don't have hair now. If I have hair, I will ask you to bring a comb and hair spray..."

Cheng Boyan closed the ward door before he could finish his words.

When he was picking a mirror for Xiang Xi in the supermarket, Cheng Boyan felt like he was indescribable and felt like he was a lunatic.

That day, I talked about Xiang Xi. Lin He couldn't believe Xiang Xi's magical "life experience", but he asked Cheng Boyan a word, which made Cheng Boyan not answer for a long time.

"Do you instinctively want to save lives and heal the wounded, or do you have the illusion of treating that little gangster as Cheng Boyu?"

Cheng Boyan thought about this question for a night but couldn't come up with a suitable answer.

It is certain to save people, but it is not accurate to say that this is all. When he first met Xiang Xi, his casual voice made him feel very uncomfortable.

Usually no one calls him brother, but the cousin at home is called directly. Except for her niece Xiaoxi, she always calls him brother, the only one who has called him brother in recent years is Xiang Xi.

It was once a special title for Cheng Boyu.

After adding the accompanying fee to Sister Sun, Sister Sun did not mention what she didn't want to do anymore and took good care of Xiang Xi. Cheng Boyan bought a sunflower mirror for Xiang Xi, and basically didn't worry about anything else. When checking every day, Xiang Xi recovered very quickly and felt that he had gained weight.

The mirror is used by a child, and he brings a handle. Every time Cheng Boyan goes to the ward, Xiang Xi almost always takes it in his hand and looks back and forth.

"My hair is quite long, brother, can you tell?" Xiang Xi's arm has been removed. Now, every day when she has nothing to do, she asks Sister Sun to help him walk down the floor.

"Well," Cheng Boyan looked at his various test sheets and reports, "You can also remove the afternoon on your legs, so let the nurse get you the deputy crucible..."

"No," Xiang Xi waved his arm, "I can walk, let alone the shell on my legs is removed, it has not been removed. I walked very quickly on the ground."

Cheng Boyan glanced at him: "I asked you to move for a while because I was afraid that you would feel uncomfortable if you lie down for a long time, so I didn't let you jump all over the ground without any trouble."

"Just jump at it." Xiang Xi rubbed his nose, thought for a while and whispered: "Brother, I'm almost discharged from the hospital, right?"

"What?" Cheng Boyan looked at him.

"Just, if you can, go out earlier," Xiang Xi still said in a low voice, "The cost can be less, otherwise my money should not be enough."

"I took a movie in the afternoon and I'll see the situation." Cheng Boyan said.

In the afternoon, the nurse pushed Xiang Xi in a wheelchair to shoot the video. When she finished shooting, she came out of a floor-to-ceiling window passing through the corridor, Xiang Xi asked the nurse to push him to the window.

"I'll be here for a while, sister," he looked at the large sprouted trees outside the window, "I'll get some breath, look at the scenery, and go back to the ward by myself later."

"Don't stay for too long, you still have medicine to take later." The nurse told him.

"Yes." Xiang Xi responded.

After the nurse walked away, Xiang Xi leaned against the window and left himself in the sun.

Although he was a little uncomfortable in the hospital for two or three months, it was the most quiet day in his life. There was no need to worry about being beaten, no one scolded him, no need to escape, no need to sneak, no need to catch anyone and get angry...

Xiang Xi has never thought about what kind of life he will be after he is out of the hospital. He doesn't think about it. He can live any kind of life. As long as he doesn't have Uncle Ping or Erpan, even if he set up a street stall to sell straw grasshoppers, it's nothing.

Cheng Boyan estimated that the time was almost over, so he planned to go to the ward to see Xiang Xi's film. As soon as he came out of the office, he saw Xiang Xi sitting in a wheelchair with his back facing him.

Xiang Xi was wearing the same down jacket on the outside of the hospital gown. The clothes were covered with mud and blood. Sister Sun washed them, but because it was too old, it still looked so dirty after washing.

The destruction of his colors was almost ruined, so Cheng Boyan walked towards Xiang Xi, thinking about buying him two clothes when he was discharged from the hospital.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a burst of smoke rising in front of Xiang Xi, and then he smelled the smoke.

Cheng Boyan rushed over and pulled the wheelchair and turned around. Xiang Xi and the others and the chair were pulled around and turned around. The cigarette held in his mouth almost fell off his clothes.

Xiang Xi cursed with a harsh and impatient expression on his face. When he looked up, he was stunned when he saw that it was Cheng Boyan. He instantly changed his smile: "Brother? Are you going to go to the rounds?"

"Where did it come from?" Cheng Boyan pulled off the cigarette from his mouth and raised it in front of him.

"Where...where did it come from? Yes, where did it come from?" Xiang Xi pointed behind him for a long time, "I asked the uncle what he wanted."

Cheng Boyan looked behind him, and the uncle from a ward with Xiangxi was lowering his head and throwing the cigarette butt on the ground, and he wanted to use his feet to pull the cigarette butt aside.

"Uncle," Cheng Boyan was really helpless, "I told you that you can't smoke during the treatment period, right? How many times have you been smoking secretly? You are still giving cigarettes to your children?"

"I... went back to the ward..." The uncle pretended not to hear it, stood up and ran to the ward with a swaying around.

"I care about what the uncle wants, it's not what he sent me." Xiang Xi also wanted to explain to the uncle.

"Shut up!" Cheng Boyan bent down and pointed at him with one hand in the wheelchair. "I said I had never said I could not smoke?"

"I said...." Xiang Xi couldn't remember it clearly, and lowered his eyelids and whispered.

"Let's it?" Cheng Boyan raised his voice.
Chapter completed!