The Boyfriend Who I’ve Never Met

When Xie Tao woke up again, she found herself being carried on her back.

The thick scarf covered most of her face. She only felt that her head hurts, and her brain was groggy and a little unresponsive.

Perhaps it was because she moved twice, and the young man who was walking through the snowy morning with her on his back turned his head and said, "Are you awake?"

Xie Tao could hear that this was Xie Lan's voice.

"You..." As soon as she spoke, her throat hurt and her voice was dumb.

"I'm doing something nearby today, and I brought you breakfast by the way. In the end, you shouldn't knock on the door or answer the phone. I had to go in by myself..."

"You have a fever, I have to take you to the hospital."

Xie Lan walked quickly to the side of the road with her behind her back, trying to stop a taxi.

In this broad daylight, he is not easy to use spells, otherwise he could be faster.

When Xie Tao was helped by Xie Lan to get into the taxi, she tilted her head to look at Xie Lan, who was sitting next to her, with a trance.

"Uncle, go to the hospital." Xie Lan closed the car door and said to the driver.

While the car was driving, Xie Tao heard Xie Lan say in her ear, "What the **** did you do yesterday? Why did you make yourself sick? Do you know that you are still heavy, but I am tired? ..."

"You can leave me alone."

Xie Tao coughed, her voice was dry and she didn't have much energy.

"How can it work? I don't care about you, did you just fall asleep?" Xie Lan glanced at her, then pulled the woolen hat on her head down to block her sight.

"..."

Xie Tao silently reached out and lifted his hat up.

But at this moment, she tilted her head to look at the snowflakes flying outside the window, and a little warmth suddenly rose in her heart.

I fell asleep again without knowing it in the car.

Knowing that Xie Lan pushed her, she opened her eyes. When she was still confused, she happened to meet the smiling eyes of the driver's uncle.

Xie Tao realized that he was in the car.

"Come down." Xie Lan reached out to her.

In such cold weather, the young man who opened the door of the car and leaned slightly outside was wearing only a black sweater and a pair of thin ripped jeans, and he did not see the slightest coldness.

He stood there, reaching out to Xie Tao.

Obviously they are born with open eyebrows, but at this moment they are somewhat unspeakable softness.

After getting out of the car, Xie Lan originally wanted to carry Xie Tao, but she refused.

From registering to waiting for the consultation, Xie Lan was always helping her to run back and forth. When the consultation was over, he helped Xie Tao in.

The doctor prescribes some medicines, then gives them an infusion, and sends them to the clinic.

Although Xie Lan looked at the slapstick, she was also attentive sometimes. He helped Xie Tao into the ward, let her lie down on the bed, and then covered her with a quilt.

When the nurse came to give Xie Tao the infusion, Xie Lan watched as the needle was pushed into Xie Tao's blood vessel, his brows wrinkled a little bit, as if he was the one who had been stabbed.

When the nurse left, he walked to the bed and said to Xie Tao, "I'll get the medicine for you, and I'll be back later."

Xie Tao looked at him and nodded.

In addition to her, there are four or five beds in the ward, on which people lie infusions. Each bed is surrounded by people who accompany the patient. They chat about daily routines and pass the time.

Xie Tao stared at them for a long time, until Xie Lan appeared at the door of the ward again.

He has carried a bag of medicine in his hand.

Pulled a stool and sat down by Xie Tao's bed, Xie Lan put the bag of medicine on the bedside table next to her, and then asked her, "Do you want to eat something?"

Xie Tao half-opened her eyes and shook her head.

She stared at Xie Lan for a long time, and when her consciousness was about to blur, she suddenly called him, "Xie Lan."

"What's the matter?" Xie Lan asked her.

"Why are you so good to me?"

Such a sentence was something Xie Tao had not asked in her heart for a long time.

But at this moment, when she looked at the messy-haired boy sitting in front of her, she had a lot of hesitation, and suddenly all disappeared.

Whether it is Xie Lan or Lao Xi.

They treat her so well.

And in the tavern that always opened late at night, when she was eating with them, although she always couldn't eat meat, in fact, she felt quite happy in her heart.

It's always better to eat with three people than to eat alone.

Just like the meat that she would never get from under their chopsticks, it was the delicacy she missed the most.

But why do they want to be so good to a person like her?

Xie Tao couldn't understand.

But Xie Tao is still very grateful.

"Good for you, are you still not willing?" Xie Lan snorted and pulled the quilt up for her.

Perhaps it was because of the look in her eyes that seriously wanted to find his answer when she looked at him, Xie Lan paused, then suddenly laughed, her voice a bit lazy, "Maybe she called you too much, Tao Taomei. "

"So, it is inevitable to treat you as a younger sister."

The boy's voice was clear, and his eyebrows were still a little unfettered. When he looked at her, there seemed to be a faint light hidden in those eyes.

He spoke seemingly casual, but he also took a bit of seriousness.

Xie Tao thought about countless reasons, but never thought that he would hear such a sentence from his mouth.

What she didn't know was,

In front of her, this young man who has always looked careless and never seemed to worry about anything, is actually a lonely person for many years.

If it hadn't been for picking up the ordinary-looking bottle with a very special material and releasing the old Xi who had been trapped in it for hundreds of years, he might still be a broken one now.

Xie Lan in the past has always resisted this world.

When he was fourteen years old, he left the orphanage alone, relying on harvesting the tatters and living a life of food.

Many people want to help him, want him to go back to school.

But Xie Lan didn't find it interesting.

Even being alive is a very boring thing.

It wasn't until he met Lao Xi, that such a haunting life, it seemed that a little light had finally penetrated.

Although he has always resisted becoming the temporary owner of the tavern, what he cannot deny is that the past few years in the tavern have indeed made him happier and happier.

"Go to sleep, wake up after a nap, and you will be fine."

Seeing Xie Tao's dazed appearance, Xie Lan patted her quilt and said.

I don't know if it is because his voice is very soft or because the hanging liquid has hypnotic effect, Xie Tao gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the dream, she seemed to dream of Wei Yun again.

As in yesterday's snowstorm, he was draped in a black cloak and an indigo silver-line brocade robe. When he reached out to her, his indigo sleeves were blown by the wind.

Xie Tao tried hard to pull his hand, but she looked at his fingertips, but she couldn't reach it.

Later, he gradually disappeared with the mysterious light curtain.

No matter how she yelled, she couldn't hear his reply.

When she woke up again, the needle on the back of her hand didn't know when it had been removed. She reacted for a while, and when she turned her head, she saw Lao Xi's face.

"Wake up." Old Xi smiled at her, then pointed to the thermos barrel on the bedside table, and said: "It just so happened that I cooked porridge for you. You have not eaten these two meals, so you are not hungry. ?"

Perhaps she heard the word "hungry" in his mouth, and her stomach responded with a slight noise.

Xie Tao touched her stomach, and pursed her lips a little embarrassedly, "Thank you, Uncle Xi..."

Xie Lan hummed beside, "If you don't get sick, we can eat beef hot pot..."

"...I'll replenish you when I'm done." Xie Tao said to Xie Lan, holding a bowl of porridge that Lao Xi had handed over.

"It's not necessary for you to make up, when you're done, let Lao Xi please!" Xie Lan pointed to Lao Xi.

Old Xi also smiled, "I invite you."

And Xie Tao fed a spoonful of porridge into her mouth. She didn't know if it was scalded or what was going on. Her eyes suddenly became a little hot.

She had never thought that when she was sick, there would be two people like this who would run for her before and after, or even cook porridge for her...

Xie Tao tightened her lips, looked at them for a while, and said, "Xie Lan, Uncle Xi,"

"Really...thank you."

In any case, Xie Tao is always such a person.

I will be grateful for all the people in the world who have responded to her with kindness and warmth.

Because they are worth it.

And Xie Lan and Lao Xi made Xie Tao feel a long-lost family feeling at this moment.

"It's all about friendship after eating many meals, why are you thanking?" Xie Lan tugged the hair ball hanging from her hat.

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

Xie Tao looked over subconsciously, her face suddenly changed.

It's Su Linghua.

She was wearing a light-colored dress with a woolen coat on the outside, and a pair of boots on her feet, which made her calf more slender. The face that was originally soft enough was now exquisite makeup, and the whole person was revealed. Kind of elegant temperament.

But she was standing there with her bag, and she looked particularly hesitant when she met Xie Tao's eyes.

The atmosphere in the ward changed a bit in an instant.

Lao Xi is a shrewd immortal. With just such a glance, he saw the clue, so he said to Xie Lan, "Let's go, let's go out first."

Xie Lan didn't understand, "What are you going out for?"

"..."

Lao Xi didn't simply explain, he dragged Xie Lan out of the ward.

"Old Xi, what are you doing? Who is that woman?" Xie Lan shook his hand away, confused.

"Xie Tao's mother."

Old Xi gripped the two transparent beads in his hand and answered calmly.

"Sister Taotao's mother?"

Xie Lan "hissed" and touched his chin, "Then why do I see that the atmosphere between them is not right?"

Lao Xi had investigated Xie Tao, so he basically knew everything about her.

Including her past.

So outside the ward, Lao Xi told Xie Lan about Xie Tao's things.

In the ward, the patients on the other beds have gone tediously, leaving two people lying on the bed receiving fluids and sleeping with their eyes closed.

In the ward, it seemed especially quiet.

"Tao Tao..." Su Linghua walked to Xie Tao's bed and finally called her.

Xie Tao was silent for a while before asking:

"What are you doing here?"

Su Linghua seemed very embarrassed. When Xie Tao asked her, she quickly said, "Your head teacher called home this morning and said you didn't go to school..."

"Later, I heard the head teacher say that you were sick and someone asked for leave for you. I... I don't worry about you, so I asked your head teacher for the address of the hospital and came over."

Listening to Su Linghua's voice, Xie Tao was holding the hot porridge in her hand, her eyes lowered, and she said after a moment, "I'm fine, you... let's go."

"You are sick, I am here to take care of you."

Su Linghua put her bag on the bedside table and said softly.

Take care?

Xie Tao pressed her lips tightly when she heard these words, and the fingers holding the bowl of porridge gradually tightened again and again.

"No need." The eyelashes trembled, and she tried to make herself calm enough.

"Taotao, don't you refuse me every time, okay?"

Su Linghua frowned, as if she couldn't restrain her emotions, her voice suddenly rose.

There are even a little sharp mark.

After a pause, she stiffened, her expression softened again, and her voice lowered, "You are sick, and you need my care."

Xie Tao kept her eyes down and didn't look at her. When she heard this, she shook her head and said softly, "I don't need to take care of it."

For a moment, her voice became especially erratic:

"Really...no need."

Actually long ago, no need.

So what has passed, let it pass.

"Peach..."

Su Linghua seemed to be evoked many past events by her appearance, and she couldn't hold her eyes hot.

And Xie Tao suddenly raised her head and looked at Su Linghua, who was covering her mouth and crying for a while, she suddenly said,

"Look, mom, every time you see me, you can't help crying,"

She paused, "I saw you, too."

"You can't forget many things in the past, and I can't forget too. If this is the case, why do you have to come to see me?"

"When you see me, you feel uncomfortable, and when I see you, I feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Xie Tao looked at her, and a faint light of water gradually appeared in her eyes.

"Mom, that's it, okay?"

In this way, all things are locked in the box in my heart across the distance they should be. There is no need to see each other again, and there is no need to torture myself anymore and shed those few tears when facing each other again.

Blood is always blood.

Su Linghua has treated her well and badly, so everything can only be done as it is now. The best way is to stay away from each other.

Just as Xie Tao couldn't forget those uncomfortable years, so how could Su Linghua forget.

Xie Tao was Su Linghua's regret, and at the same time, she was also a testimony of her chaotic years and her muddled self.

How can she not face the hysterical and sane self, how can she not face the daughter who was tortured because of her once.

Once her love for Xie Tao was real, and her hurt was real, but now her full of guilt is also real.

But that was a scar that time could never wipe off, a scum that she couldn't get rid of from her body no matter what method she used.

"Xie Tao, you are my daughter, you said you don't need me to take care of it? See how you have become by yourself?"

Perhaps she was in a hurry, her emotions began to agitate, and her eyebrows were a bit like when Xie Tao was still in the Zheng family, and she didn't realize how much she owed Xie Tao.

She seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by the sound of pushing the door.

The teenager in a black sweater put one hand in his pocket and leaned against the door frame, "Auntie, you better go."

Su Linghua stopped.

Xie Tao raised her eyes to look at Xie Lan. Through a hazy mist of water, she saw his slightly blurred figure.

"You should also know in your heart that Xie Tao won't forgive you."

Xie Lan looked at Su Linghua, and said, "You were reluctant to give what you were supposed to give before, but now you are catching up. How can there be such easy things in this world? Speaking of which, I am afraid that you don't think it is possible. Right?"

"You are thinking about making up for it at the moment, and don't want to think about Xie Tao. Does she still need it? Wrong is wrong. Even if she is willing to forgive you, can you really forgive yourself?"

Every word of Xie Lan was particularly straightforward, as if a sharp blade pierced Su Linghua's heart fiercely, making her face pale in an instant.

She stood there, shaking her body.

"Don't worry, Xie Tao is not as miserable as you thought. She lived well after leaving you. Maybe it is because she has left you that she can live so well. You don't have to worry about that anymore. She has my brother who is not a real brother better than a real brother, and an old man outside who cares about her, you, let's go back!"

Suddenly, Xie Lan stood up straight, pointed at the door, and looked at Su Linghua steadily, with a very pale expression, which was actually a rare seriousness.

At that time, the two people asleep in the other hospital bed were also awakened by the sound of talking. Perhaps after hearing Xie Lan's words, they looked at Su Linghua with speculation.

After all, it was an uncomfortable look.

Su Linghua was watched by them, her complexion changed a little for a while, and she suddenly became embarrassed. She looked back at Xie Tao and saw that she was still sitting on the bed, with a thin body, her eyes hanging down without looking. She, Su Linghua covered her mouth, shed two more tears, walked to the bedside table and took her bag.

When she was about to walk to the door, Su Linghua paused, then turned around and said to Xie Tao, "Tao Tao, I still hope you come back, I..."

She didn't finish her words, but she didn't seem to know what to say anymore.

When she reached the door, she glanced at Xie Lan, who was standing there, her face was a little unpleasant, as if she wanted to say something, but she endured it and left.

And after Xie Tao left, her stiff back finally relaxed. The bowl of porridge in her hand was no longer hot and cold.

Old Xi walked in, trying to take the porridge from her hand, but Xie Tao held it tightly.

"Taotao, it's a bit cold. You are sick and can't eat cold." Lao Xi touched her head, looking so kind, and his voice full of concern.

At that moment, looking at Lao Xi's face, Xie Tao's tears fell in an instant.

Who is truly unfortunate in this world?

Xie Tao once thought that she was very unfortunate, that she would spend the rest of her life alone on her own.

But she chose to live seriously.

Perhaps, life also saw her efforts, so she met Zhou Xinyue in the most difficult two years, and let her meet Wei Yun, even Xie Lan and Lao Xi in this year. .

Someone left her, as if she had a gloomy face in her childhood because she chose her mother, and the father who never returned, as if she had been eager to be valued and loved as before, but finally had a new mother. .

But some people approached her.

Just like Wei Yun separated by time and space, even at such a long distance, she and him still met after all.

Just like Xie Lan and Lao Xi, they guarded a tavern, punished evil and promoted good, and also saved her.

This may be that there is also gain.

She doesn't have to remember what she has lost, she should remember everything she has gained.

"Sister Taotao, don't cry, I just told Lao Xi that you should stop doing those messy jobs in the future, come to the tavern, and I will temporarily hire you on behalf of the boss, for..."

Xie Lan sat by the bed, stuffed a tissue into her hand, grabbed his hair again, thought for a while, and then said, "Lobby manager! High salary and good treatment! Absolutely no loss!"

Xie Tao was crying, and she was stunned when she heard what he said.

She sniffed, "How can this be..."

"Why not? Lao Xi agrees!" Xie Lan said and looked at Lao Xi, "You said yes, Lao Xi?"

Xie Tao looked at Lao Xi who was standing next to the bed, and nodded to her with a smile on his brows.

Xie Tao grabbed the quilt, "But, what can I do? I'm just an ordinary mortal..."

She looked at Old Xi.

"Am I still a mortal, haven't I become the boss?" Xie Lan poked her elbow.

Old Xi said at the right time: "Taotao, our tavern, two people are not too busy to come, so come to us, just as help us."

"And you owe your stepfather money, right?" Xie Lan patted his chest and said, "Brother Lan doesn't have much, but the money is a lot. I'll lend you, so you can pay it back first!"

"In this way, you won't have to involve too much with them in the future."

Xie Tao was stunned for a moment, and then asked eagerly: "How do you know..."

Xie Lan spread his hand, then pointed at Lao Xi.

Facing Xie Tao's gaze, Lao Xi smiled still harmlessly.

"Yeah... Uncle Xi, you are a god."

Xie Tao was stunned.

What Lao Xi wanted to know was nothing difficult. After all, he was a **** who lived more than a thousand years old.

She suddenly stopped and looked at Lao Xi suddenly. She opened her mouth to ask if he also knew about Wei Yun, but before hesitated, Lao Xi seemed to have insight into her inner thoughts.

She heard him say, "Taotao, there are some things, let's talk about it later."

Xie Tao was startled.

In the end, she could only say softly, "Thank you..."

A word of gratitude does not seem to be enough to express her inner gratitude at the moment, but at this moment, she can only repeat this sentence over and over again.

After being sent home by Lao Xi and Xie Lan, Xie Tao lay on the bed and found out the dead cell phone from under the pillow.

Charge up and turn on the phone.

Xie Tao couldn't wait to click on WeChat. She saw a lot of messages from Wei Yun:

"Is it better?"

"Still asleep?"

"If it's okay, just reply me."

"Tao Tao?"

...

There are more than ten or twenty pieces of news, enough to see his worries.

When did Wei Yun send so much news to her at once? Xie Tao hurriedly started the video call.

Should be deliberately waiting, almost when she posted the video, it was already connected over there.

The young man on the screen of the mobile phone was slowly wearing fur. He was sitting in the pavilion in the yard. He seemed to be looking at her face. His brows were always frowned, and his eyes showed a little bit of displeasure:

"Why don't you reply to my letter?"

Xie Tao hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I had a terrible headache this morning, and then I was sent to the hospital...without a cell phone."

"Then what are you doing now?" Wei Yun heard this, holding the hand of the tea cup, he still cared about her body after all.

"It's better now, my fever has gone, but my head still hurts a little..." She looked at him on the screen and answered obediently.

"Have you taken medicine?" Wei Yun asked her.

Xie Tao gave a hum, and then fixedly looked at him.

"What's the matter?" When Wei Yun saw her looking at herself like that, he bends the corners of her lips, and her voice softened a little bit.

Xie Tao wrapped the quilt tightly, suddenly bending her eyes and laughing.

Her laughter sounded a little silly.

"I feel that after knowing you, my life seems to be getting better and better..."

She said suddenly.

"I am a little unhappy today, but I am so happy..." She frowned, pursed her lips for a while, and said, "I feel so lucky to meet you, Xie Lan and Lao Xi."

When Wei Yun heard the other two names, the smile on the corners of her lips slightly narrowed.

"Xie Lan?"

He raised his eyebrows.

Old Xi knew that it was the so-called old **** in her mouth, but he didn't know what it was.

"Today he took me to the hospital... When I woke up in the morning, it was on his back. He is really a very nice person!"

After all the things today, she has a new understanding of Xie Lan.

He seemed to be a nervous teenager, but in fact, he also had an extremely careful side, and he was also a sincere and kind person.

Wei Yun rubbed his eyebrows. When he heard her words, he paused and then sneered, "Dare he carry you?"

There was a deep coldness in the voice.

Xie Tao stammered a bit when he saw his face changed, "Then, isn't it that I'm sick..."

Her voice sounded soft and soft, like a little pitiful.

All the emotions in Wei Yun's heart were completely calmed down by these words for a while.

As if in the cold night, a bucket of cold water was poured down by his head, and his limbs were completely cold.

He looked at the girl in the light curtain of the copper pendant with a pale face, and then sighed softly after a long while, "After all, I am not by your side."

With a bit of inexplicable melancholy, a bit of regret.

Even if she was ill, he could only be restless as he is today, but he still had nothing to do. He could only wait for her reply and wait for her to tell him that she was okay.

"Wei Yun, did I say that last night,"

Xie Tao looked down at the young man on the screen of the phone, and didn't know what was thinking in her heart. She pursed her lips, then curled her lips, and smiled at him, "I believe you, I believe you can find a way... "

For a moment, her smile seemed to be reluctant, and her eyelashes trembled, "If you can't find it...you said that you would stay with me in this way?"

Even if it says so.

But the two of them are very clear. They can see it in this way, but they can't touch each other. In the end, it will only make the two of them more and more painful.

But at this time, neither she nor him had any intention of retreating.

What awaits them a long way, is it a wasteland or an oasis?

Then I have to try it before I know it.

Wei Yun is never a person who retreats easily, nor is he the kind of person who chooses to escape. Over the years, no matter what he is dealing with, he has always moved forward like this.

And Xie Tao, the same is true.

In a sense, the two of them are similar.

"I know."

Finally, Wei Yun said something.

His voice was a little dumb inexplicably, and when he looked at her, his eyes were soft and radiant, "You are still sick, you should go to bed earlier, wrap your quilt, and don't catch the cold anymore."

The gentle breeze and drizzle stopped at Xie Tao's ear, causing her to laugh foolishly again.

"Ok……"

She grabbed a corner of the quilt, and looked at the young man on the phone screen whose profile was still as clear as a painting under the shadow of a dim light. She was still so beloved, and she was a little reluctant to hang up.

Why is he... so good-looking?

How can there be people like him in the world?

"Sleep, Taotao." Wei Yun curled his lips to her and said patiently again.

Xie Tao grasped the quilt tightly, "I have one more word to say,"

"Ok?"

"You... still look good today."

After she finished speaking, she hung up directly, then pressed the quilt tightly, holding the phone tightly in her hand, and she blushed unconvincingly.

"..."

Without warning, Wei Yun's ears became hot once again by Xie Tao's sudden words.

After a long while, he lowered his eyes and smiled softly.

But at this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew his cheeks, and the smile on his lips suddenly converged, his brows drenched, and he leaned back quickly, avoiding the assault of a gleaming sword.

When he flashed, he quickly jumped up, and when the man's sword edge suddenly appeared again, his sleeves were slightly raised, his wrists turned over, and the palm wind quickly fell on the man's shoulder blades.

The man stepped back two steps, touched his shoulder, and then threw the long sword in his hand.

The long sword fell to the ground.

Wei Jing hurried over at this moment, and when he was standing under the corridor, he hurriedly called: "My lord! Are you okay?"

The man glanced at Wei Jing, who was hurriedly running from the corridor, and then looked at Wei Yun who was standing not far away. He suddenly smiled and sighed, "My master's martial arts, as expected, has not regressed."

"I don't always leave room for you."

Wei Yun looked at the relaxed-looking man in the dark green robe in front of him. The light in his eyes was dim and dark.

"Sheng Yueqi."

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