This host can handle it, let her be the villain, she is the real deal

Chapter 468 The Real World (31)

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Shen Yue went to bed very early, and the mobile phone was placed on the bedside table. It rang for a long time before she stretched out her hand from under the quilt to fumble in a daze.

Didn't even look at who it was, just picked it up.

"Hey?"

The light and shallow voice was mixed with obvious sleepiness.

"Hello, we are the People's Hospital here. Your friend is injured. Is it convenient for you to come to the hospital?"

friend?

Shen Yue suddenly woke up from the confusion, glanced at the strange number displayed on the phone, and asked hesitantly, "What's the name of that friend?"

The nurse on the other end of the phone hesitated, and she glanced at Sang Fan who had been silent since the call was connected.

Half of Sang Fan's face was hidden in the darkness, the obscure face, the blood stains on his forehead that had not been cleaned up, although he was in a state of embarrassment, it also highlighted his aggressiveness.

He stared at the nurse, or more accurately, at the phone in the nurse's hand.

The nurse's scalp was numb, and she handed the phone to Sang Fan, "Say something to your friend."

Sang Fan took it and didn't speak for a while, until a girl's soft and doubtful voice came from the phone.

"still there?"

Thoughts surged in the dark eyes, Sang Fan scratched his hands, exerted a little force on his fingers, and lowered his voice, "...it's me."

The other end fell silent all of a sudden, maybe they could hear his voice, I don't know how long it took, when the nurse thought the other party had hung up the phone, the girl asked again, but this time the voice was cold many.

"Is there a problem?"

Sang Fan became more cautious, he fiddled with his fingers desperately, his knuckles were blue, and his eyes were lowered, covering the turbulent crazy thoughts.

He didn't speak, his heart seemed to be pulled by something, and it was aching.

Shen Yue said, "If nothing happens, I'll hang up."

Shen Yue was quite polite and didn't hang up the phone directly.

Sang Fan didn't know what kind of mood he was in when he said it. His long eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes, and his voice was dry, "I, I was injured. I am in the hospital, the People's Hospital."

As soon as the words fell, Sang Fan's heart seemed to lift up.

"and then?"

These three words made Sang Fan stunned. He was suddenly at a loss and couldn't recover for a long time.

He didn't hear what Shen Yue said later, he just felt numb all over, the phone was hung up, he squeezed the phone, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, as if it contained strong power, as if it was about to be crushed abruptly.

The nurse was terrified, and wondered if this young and handsome boy might have some mental problems, "Yes, can you return the phone to me first?"

She suspected that if she said something late, her mobile phone might be buried in the hands of the boy.

Sang Fan returned the phone, stretched out his hand and pressed the back of his neck hard, as if this could resist the pain.

The nurse didn't leave immediately, but asked again, "Do you think you want to go through the hospitalization procedures first?"

"No need." Sang Fan's tone was gentle, there was no emotion in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised, showing a smile, "She will come."

Such an affirmative tone, extremely firm.

The nurse hesitated to speak, she was too embarrassed to say that the girl on the phone just now had obviously refused, and she definitely wouldn't come at such a late hour.

But she didn't have the guts to say it. Sang Fan's appearance was a bit scary, with a smile on his face, but no smile in his eyes, and he was paranoid and sick.

The nurse didn't dare to speak, and left brightly, muttering in a low voice, such a handsome young man, he didn't expect that there was something wrong with his mind, as expected, if God opened a door for you, he would close a window.

A handsome man with a bad brain is useless.

Soon he was alone in the corridor of the hospital again.

Maybe the air conditioner in the corridor was turned on too low. Sang Fan, taller than 1.9 meters, was sitting on the chair with his long legs curled up. The blood stains had already congealed, and his dark eyes seemed to be bleeding.

He couldn't see the time, but he could feel that it was slowly slipping away.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a long time, the nurses changed their shifts, they looked at the boys sitting on the chairs, but no one dared to talk to them anymore, maybe it was something the nurse said.

will not come.

Never again.

He adjusted his breathing to hide his heartache, but his trembling nasal voice still betrayed him.

Sang Fan leaned his head against the cold wall, and slowly closed his eyes. His hand holding the phone with the broken screen couldn't stop shaking, tears flowed from the closed eye sockets, across the corners of the eyes, and flowed Into the hair, quietly, without attracting anyone's attention.

In the blur, he seemed to recall a slight sound of footsteps in his ears, and finally stayed by his side.

There are not many rainy seasons in the summer solstice. Tonight it was a rare heavy rain. It was windy and windy outside, but it was quiet inside, and the red and white dazzling lights were so bright.

Someone sat down next to him and made a slight noise.

Sang Fan didn't open his eyes, but turned his head to the other side, as if he didn't want others to notice his embarrassment.

After a while, a girl's soft sigh came from my ear.

Very light, very light.

Sang Fan was trembling all over, opened his eyes suddenly, his pupils trembled, and turned his head with great difficulty like an old rusty machine, the extremely familiar face came into view, and in his mind It was like breaking the last string called reason.

The girl was sitting next to him, wearing a thin printed plain coat, revealing her pale skin. The light above her head shone on her body, giving off a translucent soft light, like a piece of broken porcelain.

She didn't look at Sang Fan either, but stared ahead without speaking.

The back of Sang Fan's hand was obviously blue, as if he was restraining something.

He paused, and the words he was about to say became extremely difficult, and bitterness spread in his mouth.

The girl sat beside him for a while, without even looking at him on the way. Finally, her long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, and the corners of her lips were pursed. Her profile was beautiful and pale, without any trace of aggression. Like a white rose without thorns, even though her face is expressionless at the moment, the corners of her mouth still have a gentle curvature.

He looked at the girl and tentatively opened his mouth, his voice seemed to be stuck in his throat, sour and unpleasant, "...Are you here to take me home?"

At this time, Shen Yue pretended to turn her head to look at him.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, Shen Yue met his gradually wet eye sockets, he tried hard to adjust his breathing, but his eyes were still stained with wet tears.

Poor, embarrassed.

These two adjectives have nothing to do with Sang Fan.

He is arrogant and conceited, but at the same time he is dazzling and high-spirited.

(End of this chapter)