After dialing the number for the fourth time, after a series of monotonous "beep" sounds, there was a different sound. Wen Xiao suddenly clamped his phone tightly, and his breathing was trembling, "Ikeno?"

The voice is tight, as if it will break in the next second.

"I'm fine, nothing happened to me." After saying it twice, with a hint of coaxing, Ichino confirmed that Wen Xiao had calmed down. "Sorry, my mother was rescued just now and didn't notice the time."

Wen Xiao leaned against the metal pillar of the billboard, and his breathing had returned to normal. After hearing Ikeno's words, he asked, "How is the situation now?"

"A few days ago, because of the improvement of the condition, I was transferred from the intensive care unit. The nurse also said that I woke up longer than usual and sometimes I could say a few words in a short time. Unexpectedly, the hospital called me just now and said that the indicators suddenly dropped and I had to rescue me." Ikeno's voice was full of fatigue, "I rushed to the hospital and just signed those pieces of paper."

The shadows of the street trees obscured the lights of the street lights. Wen Xiao asked him, "Do you want me to come here?"

After several seconds, Ikeno answered, "Okay."

He stopped a taxi, called his grandmother again, and Wen Xiao got out of the car and walked in.

There are very few people in the hospital, and the air is filled with the smell of disinfectant. Yin Xiao is not unfamiliar with the affiliated hospital, but every time he comes, he goes straight to the mental health center and never comes to the inpatient department.

There was not a single person in the elevator car, and the cold white light reflected the metallic color, which made people feel inexplicably cold. Pressing the 27th floor, Wen Xiao looked at the floor instructions posted next to him. The 27th floor corresponds to the Oncology Department.

After coming out of the elevator, the nurse at the nurse station saw his school uniform, "Are you a classmate from the 31 bed family? He is there." He said, pointing in the direction.

Wen Xiao thanked him and went in the direction the nurse pointed. He walked to the bottom, turned right, and saw a person sitting on a blue plastic chair on the side of the corridor from afar.

Ikeno's usual loose back was straight at this time. Opposite him, there was a dark night outside the window. He sat on the chair, like a solidified sculpture, exuding a sense of tenacity.

Wen Xiao's footsteps deliberately aggravated broke the silence.

Ikeno looked at Wen Xiao, but did not move. He didn't speak until Wen Xiao sat down beside him, "Is there a traffic jam on the road?" After saying that, he pulled the corner of his mouth, "I'm stupid, how could it be a traffic jam in the middle of the night."

He took off his black schoolbag and put it on the chair next to him. Wen Xiao answered his question seriously, "I came here by taxi, there was no traffic jam on the road. Have you eaten dinner? Are you hungry now?"

Ikeno was slightly stunned, "I seemed to have forgotten about dinner, maybe I've been hungry and I don't feel anything."

Without saying anything wrong with this, Wen Xiao unzipped the zipper of his schoolbag in silence, took a box of milk and bread, a sandwich and a box of fruit platter from it, "Just eat a little?"

"So rich?" Ikeno took it one by one and saw the label on the transparent plastic box. "Did you buy it at the fruit store behind Jiuzhang Road Bus Station?"

Wen Xiao: "Well, that store is open until 11 o'clock in the evening, but there are not many types of bread left, so I chose the largest one according to the volume."

Ikeno threw the bread in his hand: "The biggest thing is that I'm afraid I won't be full?"

Wen Xiao nodded seriously: "Yes."

Ikeno was a little funny and moved, and raised his hand and pinched Wen Xiao's earlobe, "Why are you so considerate, huh?"

Wen Xiao turned his eyes away: "...regular operations."

The sound of plastic paper "rustling" was obvious in the corridor. Ikeno bit the sandwich and felt hungry as if he was awakened. After a while, he finished the sandwich with bacon chicken and vegetables. After a few bites of bread, half of the milk left. He bit the straw and picked an apple from the box, inserted it with a toothpick to feed it to Wen Xiao's mouth. After Wen Xiao opened his mouth to eat it, he chose a mango and continued to feed it.

When I found that Ikeno seemed to be addicted, Wen Xiao glanced at him, "Are you feeding hamsters?"

Ikeno stopped, pulled the apple left in the air and put it in his mouth.

After Ikeno finished eating, Wen Xiao asked him again, "Do you drink Coke?"

Ikeno shook his head: "The vending machine is downstairs, forget it, it's too far."

Without answering the conversation, Wen Xiao pulled open his schoolbag, took two bottles of Coke out of it, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Ikeno.

Ikeno took a sip and smiled, "Why is your schoolbag like a treasure chest dimensional bag?" He shook the Coke bottle and suddenly said, "The cola sugar is very high, and sufficient sugar intake can relieve people's nervousness, right?"

Unexpectedly, I was seen through. Wen Xiao wanted to say no, but under Ikeno's gaze, "...yes. I still have two bottles in my schoolbag, and I still have them after drinking."

Ikeno knew that the person in front of him was not good at "caring" attitude, and sometimes it made people feel taciturn and indifferent. However, it was clumsy and cute to stuff his schoolbag into a pile of food and four bottles of coke and then he carved it to the hospital for such things.

A few minutes later, if I said I had had supper or was not hungry, Wen Xiao might not have taken out the food, nor would he bring it up.

The hour and minute hands move extremely slowly, and occasionally the sound of nurses and doctors talking, but because they are too far away, they cannot hear clearly. After a while, there will be a "ding" prompt from the elevator. I don't know which floor I stopped.

Ikeno stretched out his long legs and asked Wen Xiao, "Do you have too much homework today? Have you finished it?"

"There are still three test papers left, and the rest have been finished at school."

"Do you want to do the questions now?"

Wen Xiao refused: "No, I can't concentrate."

Hearing this sentence, Ikeno remembered, "I used to... when I was waiting outside and waited for the rescue results, I also thought about whether to play mobile games, do questions, memorize words, memorize ancient Chinese to divert attention, because time passed too slowly, so slow that it made people breathe difficult. But later I found that at this time, I couldn't do anything else."

Wen Xiao nodded, "So too."

He didn't say much, but Ikeno could roughly guess that it was the time after the accident at home, and he was in a similar mood.

Thinking of this, Ikenoji grabbed Wen Xiao's hand and held it.

Wen Xiao looked at him with a puzzled look. Ikeno didn't explain, but just kept holding it and didn't let go.

By three o'clock in the morning, Wen Xiao couldn't hold on and leaned against Ikeno's shoulder and closed his eyes. His skin was white, even worse under the cold lights of the hospital. His eyelashes were very long and would tremble with his breathing from time to time.

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening was heard, and he was not asleep at all. Wen Xiao opened his eyes and looked at Ikeno first.

Ikeno got up, and a tired doctor and nurse came out of the door, one of them told him the result, "Save it back, and now send me the icu."

At this moment, Ikeno's back, which was as straight as steel bars, finally relaxed less obviously. His fist was unconsciously clenched and released, and the nail marks left on his palms were clearly visible.

Ikeno stopped in place until the bed was moved forward and the family could not enter again.

Wen Xiao followed him and suddenly thought, every time before, Ikeno was like this, signed by himself, sat alone in the deserted and empty corridor, and went through a long time, waiting for a result of crying or laughing.

Half a step forward, Wen Xiao stood beside Ichino and grabbed his wrist.

I noticed Wen Xiao's movements, because of the aches of throat, Ikeno's voice was a little low, "My mother used to be beautiful and beautiful."

"Well, you can tell that you look very much like your mom."

"Do you think so too?" In the short ten seconds, Ikeno had quickly calmed down his emotions. He held Wen Xiao's hand in his back and walked towards the elevator calmly. "My mother's nose looks good, and I have inherited it."

Ichino's bones are very good, his nose is straight, and there is no excess flesh around him. The overall lines are clean and simple. In addition, the tight and neat lines of the jaw make him look at it from the side, and he has a very sculptural beauty.

After discovering Wen Xiao's focus, Ikeno asked him, "Why, suddenly you discovered your beauty of Brother Chi?"

Wen Xiao nodded, "I've discovered it long ago."

Ikeno coughed lightly, "Then you will make a lot of money."

I went to the doctor's office again. When I came out, the wind was covered with rain outside, and the neon lights on the street were wet.

The red light with the three words "Inpatient Department" reflects on the potholes on the ground. When the leaves fall into it, a circle of subtle ripples will spread on the water surface.

On the steps, Ikeno touched Wen Xiao's eyes with his fingers, "Are you sleepy?"

"I just had a little bit, and now I've been sleepy, where are you?"

"My biological clock is messy, I can't feel sleepy, so it's enough to go back and take time to sleep for three hours." Ikeno took another step forward, and looked up at the palm of his hand to explore the rain, "Stop, go, go back."

Wen Xiao pulled the black schoolbag strap, and just followed him down the steps, he found a lighter on his shoulder - Ikeno raised his hand and took his schoolbag away.

Hanging the schoolbag containing two bottles of Coke on his shoulders, putting his other hand around Wen Xiao's thin shoulders, Ichino quickly turned his head and kissed his temples, "Let's go."

Not long after standing on the side of the road, an empty car drove over. The two got in. Ikeno reported the place name, "Master, please go to Jiuzhang Road."

The taxi started, and Ikeno asked Wen Xiao in a low voice, "Do you sleep for a while if you lean on me? You can sleep for ten minutes."

Wen Xiao didn't refuse, tilted his upper body, leaned his head on Ichino's shoulder, and closed his eyes.

Feeling the weight on his right shoulder, Ichino felt a sense of peace of mind for some reason. He held Wen Xiao's hand and clasped his fingers tightly.

He has always been disdainful to dig out his weakness and pain to others, whether it is stubborn or proud. But if it is Wen Xiao-

Wen Xiao is the only exception.

The car parked on the edge of the street, and the taxi turned on the light in front. Ikeno handed the money over, and carefully covered Wen Xiao's eyes to help him block the light, "It's time for us to get off the car."

After two seconds, the palm of his hand was gently swept across by his eyelashes, and the itchy feeling made his fingertips tremble.

The next morning self-study, Xu Rui rushed into the classroom, and before he could even put his schoolbag, he arrived at the last row, "Wen Xiao, are you the main speaker of this study exchange meeting? Did Lao Xu pull you into the office yesterday for this?"

Wen Xiao's pen didn't stop, "Well, it's this."

Zhao Yiyang was memorizing ancient Chinese, but was interrupted. He simply turned his head and chatted together, "School Committee, you're late, I knew about this yesterday."

Xu Rui was surprised: "Wen Xiao told you?"

"It was reported from Zhang Siyao. Wen Xiao was in charge of physics. Zhang Siyao was very dissatisfied." Zhao Yiyang was a little disdainful, "I want me to tell me, what is Zhang Siyao not convinced? It's just that he can't compare. Where is the test score? Who is the younger brother? Physics compete in IQ, and Zhang Siyao's IQ is not as high as Wen Xiao!"

"Oh, the gap is probably too big. When Wen Xiao comes, the gap is 10 or 20. If I were Zhang Siyao, my mentality would be broken." Xu Rui said, and found that Wen Xiao was writing something. He looked closely and said, "Damn, Wen Xiao, are you actually working on your homework?"

Zhao Yiyang followed and looked over, "Damn, are you really rushing to do your homework?"

Wen Xiao wrote the answer very smoothly, "Are there any questions?"

"No problem, no problem. The high school that has not been through homework is not a complete high school. I am just a little surprised, haha." Xu Rui looked at him again and found that Wen Xiao was doing math. He had just finished reading the question and options, and Wen Xiao had already written the answer. Or he could not keep up with his mental arithmetics and wanted to take a pen and take a piece of draft paper. Wen Xiao wrote a few strokes next to the question, and the answer was calculated.

Blinking, Xu Rui asked Zhao Yiyang, "How long did it take you to finish this paper yesterday?"

Zhao Yiyang honestly replied: "It took a whole English class."

The two turned their eyes to Wen Xiao's paper. The man was doing it backwards, working from the last big question forward, and now he is doing the fifth multiple-choice question.

Zhao Yiyang told Xu Rui: "It's less than half an hour since Wen Xiao came to the classroom."

"..." Xu Rui covered his heart exaggeratedly, "He is a devil! He is a devil who writes questions!"

Before the first math class, Wen Xiao handed over all his homework. While the "Turkish March" instead of the class bell rang, Wen Xiao lay down and started to take a break.
To be continued...