As soon as the anesthetic was over, she could imagine what kind of pain it was.

If you accidentally cut a small hole in your hand, it will hurt for half a day, not to mention that you have such a big hole in your arms and thighs and even a needle is sewn.

"It doesn't hurt." Zhou Yanchen said, turning his head to look at her, "I can't sleep a little."

"Wait a minute." Mo Xiran said, getting off the escort bed, coming over, and sitting next to him.

"Do you want to talk to you?"

Zhou Yanchen curled his lips and asked: "I want to listen to you singing."

"What?"

Mo Xiran was surprised, "Sing, do you sing?"

"Well, yes, sing to me."

"Can you not sing? I'll tell you a story."

"I'm not a child." Zhou Yanchen said.

Mo Xiran rolled his eyes.

If you ask for listening to music, you will not be a child?

"Hurry up." Seeing that she hadn't started yet, he urged.

Mo Xiran couldn't clear his throat and finally sang: "...If you have you, you have the whole world. My dear, I fell in love with you. From that day on, it was sweet and easy. My dear, don't be willful, your eyes say I'm willing..."

Accompanied by Mo Xiran's gentle voice, Zhou Yanchen slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

...

On the banks of the Rice River, a woman wearing a beige windbreaker had long hair shawls, revealing her fair and straight legs, and a pair of black high heels on her feet.

She walked slowly by the riverside. When the mother-in-law who was buying flowers saw her, she waved her to come over.

"good afternoon."

"Good afternoon, child." The mother-in-law smiled and handed her a small bouquet of flowers.

The woman took it and searched for her pocket.

The mother-in-law held her wrist and smiled and said, "I wish you happiness, my child."

"Thank you." The woman smiled back and lowered her head to sniff the flowers, "It smells very fragrant."

Continue walking along the riverside, she suddenly stopped.

A few meters away, there was a man and a man standing.

He was also wearing a windbreaker, brown, with his hands in his pockets, standing by the river, looking at the other side.

The woman hugged the bouquet tightly, turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, a male voice stopped her, with anxiety.

"Cheng Lin!"

Cheng Lin stopped and took a deep breath.

The man walked over quickly and stood behind her, "Cheng Lin."

He shouted again.

Cheng Lin bit her lower lip, turned her head, and smiled: "Hi, long time no see."

Zhou Xian was staring at her deeply, as if there were thousands of words to say.

But at the end, he just smiled and said, "Yes, long time no see."

It's been more than three years.

He thought that people he would never meet in this life met just like this.

"Are you here in Rice too?" Zhou Xian said, "When did you come?"

Cheng Lin looked down at the bouquet in her arms, "It's been a while, how long did I forget it."

Zhou Xian nodded and walked forward.

Cheng Lin followed his steps and the two walked side by side by side.

Such a quiet atmosphere makes people feel awe.

It seems that this is wrong.

Zhou Xian asked Cheng Lin to walk inside and outside by himself. When boys riding bicycles rushed over, he would subconsciously put her shoulders on her shoulder.

"careful."

Cheng Lin frowned and gently broke free.

Zhou Xian was a little embarrassed, "Sorry."

"I, I'm tired." If this continues, she can't breathe well.

Zhou Xian was stunned and asked again: "Where do you live? I'll give it to you?"

"No, I live very close to you. Goodbye." Cheng Lin said, nodded to Zhou Xian and left quickly.

Zhou Xian stood there and watched her back quickly leave.

There is a strong premonition.

This seemed to be the last chance God gave him.

If he let her go today, he might never see her again.

He missed a lot of things, but only one thing, always out of sincerity.

That is, love her.

Cheng Lin didn't know what she was escaping, she just knew that she had to leave immediately.

Must leave immediately!

In the past three years, the person she has thought about the most is not Zhou Yanchen, but him.

She knew she was probably crazy.

Why miss him?

However, longing can never be controlled.

"Cheng Lin!"

Suddenly, someone grabbed his arm.

Cheng Lin's steps were forced to stop.

Two rapid breaths intertwined.

Zhou Xianning her side face, panting.

He ran all the way and chased after her. At that time, he wanted to say a lot to her, but after catching up with her, he couldn't say it all at once.

"you……"

Opening his mouth, Zhou Xian gritted his teeth, "I'll send you back, okay?"

With a begging tone, he was afraid that she would refuse him.

Cheng Lin gently broke away from his hand, and when Zhou Xian lowered his arms in disappointment, he pointed to the alley across the street and said, "I live there, it's really close."

After saying that, she took a step and passed the street.

Zhou Xian stood there, slowly outlining a smile on the corner of his mouth.

A little bit, exaggerated smile.

He breathed in big breaths, breathing out all the dull and turbid gas in his chest.

Cheng Lin opened the door with the key and entered her hut.

I have lived here for more than a month.

She has been wandering around for more than three years.

Sometimes I live in one place for a long time, but not more than a month.

Originally, she was going to leave here tomorrow, but now, she seems to have a reason to stay.

She found a glass vase to put the bouquet in. She took off her windbreaker and tied her hair up with a rubber band.

There is a small kitchen here, and she occasionally cooks some food by herself.

Diet abroad always makes people uncomfortable. Every time she misses Ancheng very much.

I just don't have the courage to go back.

She didn't eat much for dinner, so she simply cooked noodles.

She is a two-story building with a separate small courtyard, not big and very cozy.
To be continued...