[BL, MTL] The Sick Beauty Just Wants To Live Quietly

01

In August, people who are still hot even at seven or eight o'clock in the morning are irritable in Beijing.

The yard of the Shen family is full of flowers and plants. In the wanton sunshine, it is very energetic.

In the flowers and plants in his eyes, Shen Yan lay on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, with beads of sweat between his forehead, and the red mole between the left brow bone and tail was soaked in the beads of sweat, and it was as red as a drop of blood.

Shen Yan's cheeks were red in the sun, but her lips were a little white. She was wearing a smoky gray cotton shirt, close to her fair skin.

Beads of sweat crossed the small throat knot and fell into the collar of the shirt, wetting a dark color.

Slowly opened his eyes, looking at the dazzling light, a smile overflowed with his lips.

Shen Yan can't remember how long she hasn't felt such a hot sunlight.

When he died, it was winter, and the snow was heavy. Obviously, such a light thing could crush people.

In the living room, Aunt Wang was meticulously wiping the branches and leaves of the rich bamboo. Through the floor-to-ceiling glass curtain wall, she saw Shen Yan lying in the yard, and her heart thrumped.

Even Aunt Wang, who took care of Shen Yan and grew up, occasionally lost her mind when she looked at his beautiful face.

I don't know why Aunt Wang suddenly had an absurd idea. Shen Yan in front of her was like a broken light, as if it would dissipate in the next moment.

"Shen Yan!"

An angry voice pulled Aunt Wang back to reality.

Then there was the sound of hurried footsteps. Shen Lin appeared on the first floor, holding a pile of things in her hand, which looked like it had fallen.

Shen Lin looked back and forth in the living room and saw Aunt Wang with obvious anger in her eyes: "Aunt Wang, where is Shen Yan?"

Aunt Wang subconsciously looked at the yard. Shen Lin followed her gaze and strode out.

Seeing this, Aunt Wang quickly followed.

Shen Lin saw Shen Yan lying on the rocking chair at a glance, but he was furious and didn't find that Shen Yan's face was wrong. He went straight forward and pulled Shen Yan's collar with one hand: "Shen Yan, if you want to get sick, get out of here!"

Shen Yan looked at the 16-year-old energetic brother in front of him in a da dad thought that when she died, Shen Lin dragged her half-crippled body and lay beside him, sobbing and unable to say a complete word.

Suddenly, his eyes turned red and he blinked quickly, but tears rolled uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

"...I," Shen Lin was stunned and was a little confused for a moment. Her hand holding Shen Yan's shirt also relaxed. She looked a little flustered, but her words were fierce: "Shen Yan, are you ashamed? Are you still crying like this?"

Maybe it was the sun that had been exposed to the sun for too long. Shen Yan felt that Shen Lin's voice was a little fluttering. Obviously, it was all in front of her, but it seemed to float from a distance.

My head also hurts.

Shen Lin was completely dumbfounded. Looking at Shen Yan's suddenly aggravated breathing sound, like a worn-out air box, it was difficult to breathe and a little at a loss.

Aunt Wang hurried forward: "Xiaolin, let go of Yanyan, hurry up! Call the doctor."

Before Shen Yan fell into a coma, she shouted in a low voice, "Xiaolin..."