Intoxication

Why frown deeply: "Ju Han, how can this be a multiple choice question? You are not the same thing at all, please don't embarrass me like this."

"I embarrass you? Feng Ye is more important to you than you? You **** hesitant, and said I embarrass you, you have been fine without him for six years, why not now ?! I do n’t have time for you Do you shit-share-itching! ''

"Ju Han!" Why shouted, "What do you want? You are 26, can you think about it for others?"

Song Juhan's face was hot for a while, his eyes widened, he pinched his chin, and said fiercely, "You teach me? What kind of onion are you fucking? Deserve to teach me?"

Why the chest is undulating, it seems a little emotional.

Song Juhan pushed him away, revealing Hanmang: "Why don't you let me see you again." He opened the door and got out of the car, and fell **** the door.

Why the body shook with the body, the brain was blank.

Don't let me see you again.

Don't let me see you again.

Don't let me see you again.

Why is this sentence constantly echoing in his ears, and it is more harsh than scratching again and again, he feels that a poisonous snake has penetrated through his ears, and directly penetrates his internal organs, making him painful.

Song Juhan doesn't want to see him again? ended? Six years, is it really over?

Do not……

He knew this day would come, he thought he was ready, but ... but!

Seeing the back of Song Juhan's departure in the rear-view mirror, why he felt a huge fear gripped his heart severely, making him cold and weak in his limbs.

Before the brain could react in the future, he suddenly opened the door and growled, "Ju Han!"

Song Juhan never returned, and was preparing to cross the road.

"Ju Han, wait a minute!" The whole world turned gray in He Yan's sight. Only Song Juhan could reflect on his pupils, and he chased the only touch of color regardless.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light suddenly brightened. Then, the ears were punctured with the general braking sound of needles. Why did I feel a gust of wind mixed with overbearing force and hit his body? He was taken to the ground uncontrollably and rolled several times Circle until it hits Loya.

"Why!"

Why is my eyes dark and dizzy?

"Why! Why?" Song Juhan's voice changed, and he kept picking up why he kept touching, "How are you, where do you hurt? Where did you hit? Why?"

Why are your eyes open, and for a while, you can't analyze what Song Juhan said.

The driver got out of the car and ran over in a hurry, trembling in shock, "how, how ?!"

Song Juhan snarled: "How ?! How is he, I want you!"

"Yes, it was he who rushed out ..." The driver took out his mobile phone and trembled dial 120.

Song Juhan kept clapping at his face, his hands were shaking: "Why, can you hear me? How are you?"

Why did he finally return to God, he had some pain and dizziness, but it didn't seem to matter, he clutched Song Juhan's sleeves tightly: "It seems ... it's okay ..."

"What about the ambulance? When will the ambulance arrive!" Song Juhan shouted to the driver.

"Fast, soon."

Song Juhan kept panting, he continued to touch the bones of He Qin's body, and found that there was no major problem, the breath gradually smoothed. He gritted his teeth and looked at the reason, "Are you stupid? You don't walk ?"

Why just hit his head in Luya just now, it is estimated that he had a concussion and was very unconscious. He just clutched Song Juhan's sleeve tightly and said, "Don't go."

"I won't go, I'm here." Why did Song Juhan hold his arms firmly, his brow frowned into the word "chuan".

The ambulance and the traffic police arrived almost at the same time. Song Juhan looked at the people who did n’t know when he was going to hurry up. He could only bury his face as low as possible. Fortunately, they were not easily seen in the shadow of a large tree. Clean face.

The driver was at a loss, Song Juhan whispered, "Come here."

The driver came over and Song Ju said coldly, "Give me your hat and glasses, and then swear not to tell anyone that you saw me, and today's business is all right."

The driver recognized Song Juhan for a long time. He froze, "Yes, yes, I will never say." He quickly took off his hat and glasses, put on Song Juhan, and took the initiative to evacuate the crowd. Although there was a problem when he suddenly rushed out, he was a bit fast at the time. Who wants to share this trouble?

Song Ju cold-pressed his eaves, and why he got into the ambulance was relieved.

As soon as the nurse looked up, she said, "Song Juhan!"

Song Juhan looked at her angrily: "Hurry up and check."

Why stumbled, when I arrived at the hospital, I was almost asleep.

The doctor checked him, moderate concussion, and some soft tissue contusions. The problem was not serious. The doctor asked him to stay in the hospital for one night and then go home and rest for a few days.

After taking the medicine and giving the injection, except for dizziness and nausea, his brain was sober, and he sighed, "Ju Han, sorry, I'm doing stupid things."

Song Juhan touched his forehead: "OK, take a good rest."

Why did he feel both embarrassed and annoyed? At that time, he was just out of control. He just wanted to catch Song Juhan and not let this person out of his sight.

He was sadly aware that even if it had taken so long to prepare, the day when the lead wire was burned out, it would explode, and he would still be blown all over.

He felt desperately helpless.

If the mind can be manipulated as one wishes, how many tragedies there should be in the world.

But if the heart is really free to control, he will not choose not to love Song Juhan, he will dig out the heart and not love anyone.

Song Juhan watched him for a long while at the bed, took off his shoes, went to bed, hugged him gently, and said in his ear, "I've been tossing with you all night and it's exhausting me."

Why felt Song Juhan's wide and hot chest, his heart calmed strangely, he gently held Song Juhan's hand, and whispered, "Sleep."

In the dim consciousness, he heard Song Juhan whispering, "Why are you really a fool? Why can't you say a few soft words?"

Why try to tell if you're dreaming, but you can't keep your eyes open, you can only let yourself fall into deep sleep.

The next day I woke up, why did I vomit a lot, and I could n’t eat any food, and the person was temporarily abandoned.

He called and talked to his subordinates for a few things, and then asked for a leave with his boss himself. Now is the busiest time, the boss is terrified, but there is nothing he can do.

Komatsu came in to deliver the meal and saw why he was still on the phone to talk about business.

Why did you make a "hush" action? "I will say two more ... yes, there are absolutely problems with the batch of wall paint, the trademarks are like fakes, you can confirm with the original factory, um ... right ..."

Hanging up the phone, Komatsu looked at him helplessly: "I bought you some porridge, you have to eat something."

Why smiled bitterly: "I really have no appetite, Juhan?" His head was dizzy now, and he felt nauseous for a while.

"He has a notice, and he will be back in the afternoon." Komatsu sat beside him and raised his porridge to feed him.

Why nowhere to hide, I had to eat.

"Brother, you're too careless. Why don't you look at it when you cross the road? Fortunately, nothing serious, it scares you."

Why I think about it is also scared: "I was in a hurry, alas, fortunately."

"But it's a blessing."

"Ok?"

The Komatsu thief laughed, "Isn't this peace with Brother Han?"

Why is it a little dazed that they are reconciled?

"It's all a joy."

Looking at the heartless smile on Komatsu's youthful face, why he was so envious. When he was at the age of Komatsu, he hadn't reunited with Song Juhan, and he was so simple and childish.

After eating, Komatsu returned home for some reason, and left him medicine to give him a good rest.

Why take a dizzy shower, and put on comfortable home clothes, the whole person is quite comfortable.

He slept all day and didn't want to sleep anymore, so he turned on the TV to show Song Juhan's mv. In his spare time, this was his favorite thing to do.

Watching and listening, time flies fast, and then he gets confused again.

When he was sleeping, why did he hear someone calling him and his face was patted lightly? He barely stretched his eyes a slit: "... Ju Han?"

"Why are you sleeping on the sofa? You have a concussion and can't rest on the boat."

"Ah ... I didn't want to sleep at all." Why did he glance out the window, and he propped himself up, "It's getting dark, have you eaten?"

"No, I bought take-away food." Song Juhan's plastic bag on the coffee table sipped his mouth, then his eyes fell on the TV screen. "Are you watching my mv?"

"Well, want to relax."

"I'm here, what do you do with this?" Song Juhan frowned, looking at the fixed album cover. "What kind of aesthetic was that a few years ago, this makeup is ugly."

Why smiled: "I think it's pretty good."

"I changed the song a little bit improvised later, and I don't sing as much as I did in previous years. I think I sing better now."

"Really." He moved in his heart and asked tentatively, "Can you sing to me?"

"Yes, let's eat first. I'll sing live karaoke for you in a while." Song Juhan smiled and pinched his chin. "Do you know how much I sing a song, you make a living."

Why ridicule: "80,000 a minute?"

Song Juhan pouted his lips: "Different billing methods, I have 300,000 on the spot."

Why laughed: "It's a huge profit."

Song Juhan pulled him off the sofa: "Come to dinner."

The two people were eating takeaway, and the atmosphere turned out to be unprecedented harmony. No one mentioned what happened last night, or what happened before, so why would you rather lose your memory or live in the current memory.

After dinner, Song Juhan really intended to sing. He sang two words into the microphone casually, frowning: "This Mai Zhenci."

"I bought it for TV. I went back and bought a set."

"Forget it, my family has a bunch, let Komatsu send a pair next time." Song Juhan held one's waist with one hand and smiled down, "Listen."

Why is the corner of his mouth rising and nodding with a smile.

Song Juhan sang a love song with his unique lazy voice.

Song Juhan was right. His voice now has less flamboyance and more charm than a few years ago. The strong emotion contained in a song can make people tremble.

Why listen and listen, I just feel sore in the eyes, there is an urge to cry.

The last time Song Juhan sang to him, it was that afternoon six years ago, and now I think back, it was the most memorable and sweetest picture in his life, Song Juhan holding a guitar, eyes closed, singing intoxicatedly, only Song Juhan who sang to him alone, like a glowing angel, will always exist in his best memories.

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