He walks against the light with her

Chapter 33 Change Shen Yan's clothes and look naked
At seven o'clock in the morning, someone knocked on the door of No. [-] Courtyard.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

Very regular three beeps.

Granny Chunhua came out of the back room leaning on a cane: "Here we come."

The door opened, and Jiang Li bowed politely: "Hi, I'm looking for Shen Yan."

Grandma Chunhua glanced back: "Hey, why haven't you woken up today?"

Usually at this time, Shen Yan was already busy making breakfast in the kitchen.

The old man was a light sleeper. She heard some movement last night, so she asked "Who is it?"

Shen Yan agreed.

Hearing that he was back, Grandma Chunhua was relieved and continued to sleep.

It may be that the younger brother has gone to school, so he wants to sleep in.

Grandma Chunhua said, "Wait a minute, I'll call him for you."

Jiang Li thanked: "It's troublesome."

Look at this girl, she has a good appearance, a good temperament, and a good upbringing. I really don't know why those people in the village call her a demon.

Granny Chunhua walked into the back room, turned around and saw Jiang Li still standing at the door, so she waved to her: "Come on, come in, don't stand outside, it's cold outside."

Jiang Li nodded: "Thank you."

After entering the room, she pulled out a chair by the table and sat down, looking up at Granny Chunhua going to the second floor.

"Shen Yan, the girl from the fruit shop is looking for you."

There was no answer in the room.

Granny Chunhua raised her crutches and knocked on the door, making her voice louder.

"Shen Yan, are you up yet?"

The room was still silent.

During this period of time, Granny Chunhua treated Shen Yan and Shen Qi as her own children, and when she saw that the door was unlocked, she didn't feel so scruples.

She pushed the door in.

Shen Yan was still sleeping.

His room was clean and simple.

The suitcase stood upright in the corner, and a few changes of clothes were hung in the simple wardrobe. The curtains were not drawn, and the morning sun shone through the window on the bulge tightly wrapped in a quilt.

"Look at this child, he doesn't draw the curtains when he sleeps." Granny Chunhua walked over and gently pushed him, "Shen Yan, Jiang Li is waiting for you downstairs."

His right hand was exposed outside the quilt, and his sleeve was pulled up to the elbow.

Grandma Chunhua looked down and found that Shen Yan's arms were wrapped in layers of gauze.

Bloody.

Touching his forehead, Grandma Chunhua noticed something was wrong: "Oh, girl, girl... Miss Jiang Li..."

Jiang Li downstairs heard the voice and responded, "I'm here."

Grandma Chunhua limped out of Shen Yan's room.

She stood at the stairs: "Hurry up, hurry up, come up, Shen Yan is injured."

Injuried?

Jiang Li was stunned for a second, then stepped on the steps to the second floor.

……

"Ah Yan, Ah Yan..."

Who?
Who is calling him?
"Ayan, wake up, it's time to go to school."

go to school?

What do you study?

The gentle female voice lingered in my ears: "Ayan, if you don't get up again, you will be late, and you will be fined to stand if you are late."

He tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyelids were heavy and weak, he squinted with all his strength, and there was a figure shaking in front of him.

"Ah Yan, after school tonight, mom will pick you up, and then take you and Ah Qi to eat fried chicken, okay?"

In the dream, the 13-year-old boy already had a handsome appearance, with a pair of bright Ruifeng eyes overflowing with a smile.

"it is good."

"Then you have to wait for mom to know? Mom will definitely come to pick you up, definitely will come."

The teenager is looking forward to it.

He never doubted his mother's words.

"Clang..."

Suddenly, the glass shattered, blood flowed out, and a sticky stream ran down the forehead.

Drop by drop.

He was strapped into one car and watched as his beloved mother got into another car.

A strange man was sitting in the car.

They kissed.

In the end, he still didn't wait for his mother to pick him up.

"See, this is your favorite mother, she left and abandoned you, so you recognize this world clearly, no one loves you, no one cares about you, you are always alone, whether you live or die, It's a person!"

A person.

Forever alone!

Shen Yan suddenly opened her eyes, it was already dark outside, the curtains were drawn, the overhead light was not turned on, only the night light on the bedside table was emitting a dim light.

He froze for a few seconds, and found that someone was hooking his finger, turned his head, and there was a person lying beside the bed.

It's Jiang Li.

Shen Yan sat up suddenly, the huge movement woke Jiang Li up.

Her eyelashes moved, because she was lying on her stomach, her posture was uncomfortable, and when she straightened up, her movements were a bit stiff.

Shen Yan grabbed the quilt firmly: "You...why are you here?"

He looked down, and the sweater he wore before going to bed turned into a white shirt, with the two buttons in front of the collar unbuttoned, revealing half of his delicate collarbone.

Obviously, it's not his habit of dressing.

He is used to buttoning all the buttons neatly.

Jiang Li rubbed his sore neck: "You have a fever, I'm afraid the condition will get worse, so I will stay with you."

It was three o'clock in the morning the next day, and she stayed by the bed for more than ten hours. She was really sleepy, so she found a small stool to sit down, and fell asleep beside the bed.

To prevent Shen Yan from waking up suddenly or feeling uncomfortable, she hooked his little finger with a pull hook. She was a shallow sleeper, so she could wake up if there was any movement.

"You sweat a lot, I changed your clothes for you."

"Originally, I washed the sweater and hung it on the balcony."

Shen Yan's hand holding the collar of the shirt froze.

After a moment of absent-mindedness, he moved his Adam's apple. He didn't know if he had a fever, but he sweated more and his face became redder.

"You... What clothes did you change for me?" He couldn't speak easily.

Jiang Li nodded.

Seeing that he had regained consciousness, she turned on the light.

In the bright light, the girl's expression was calm and calm.

No embarrassment, no shyness.

"Pants are not changed," she said.

Shen Yan: ...

The grip on the quilt became tighter.

And lowered his head, peeking secretly under the quilt.

Really did not change.

At this time, Jiang Li suddenly approached.

Shen Yan retreated reflexively, looking at her, her heart beat faster and faster.

Jiang Li just straightened the small stool and sat down beside the bed.

She looked up at him: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

The corners of Shen Yan's lips pursed, and the tips of her ears turned red: "No, no..."

The foreword does not match the afterword.

Jiang Li said: "Then take your temperature again. In the afternoon, I went to the hospital to buy a thermometer."

As she spoke, she leaned over to get the thermometer on the bedside table.

Shen Yan grabbed her with his right hand: "No need, I don't have a fever anymore."

My head doesn't hurt anymore.

I'm not dizzy anymore.

Just hot and sweaty.

Jiang Li lowered her eyes and glanced at the injury on his right arm.

Chinese medicine doctor Liu came here in the morning.

He re-packed Shen Yan's wound with what little surgical knowledge he had, and told him a lot of precautions. Before leaving, he went to the Murakami health center to dispense two kinds of medicine.

A fever, a anti-inflammatory.

A few seconds later, Jiang Li raised his head and met Shen Yan's eyes.

There was a tinge of redness at the end of his eyes, and his slender eyelashes were wet and distinct.

"Shen Yan, who hurt you?"

Whoever hurt him, she wanted his life.

　Yuzu: "Girl Goose, let me interview you, how is your husband's figure?"

　　Jiang Li: "It's just a layer of skin and a layer of meat."

　　Grapefruit:"……"

　　Shen Yan: "..."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)