In the lowest affordable ward, a dark wall lamp emitted a faint orange light, illuminating a handsome face lying on the bed, pale.
The long black eyelashes trembled slightly, and their body moved uneasyly, as if they were having some nightmare.
At this moment, a finger that was so white that it was almost transparent quietly climbed up his frowning brow, rubbed it carefully and gently, and then a gentle murmur sounded,
"Handsome brother, are you having a nightmare?"
The gentle voice made Chu Yan's body shake suddenly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.
Under the dim vision, the white ceiling made him stunned for a moment. A breath of breath came from his ear. He turned his head slightly and saw a huge head.
"you?"
Chu Yan sat up like a ghost, and then he saw clearly that it was a person lying on the head of his bed. He was a girl with bright eyes, about fifteen or sixteen years old.
The little girl was obviously frightened by Chu Yan who opened her eyes. The hand that was originally placed on his brow had already been retracted. She was covering her mouth and trying not to scream.
Because she clearly saw the eyes with gold and silver colors, so strange and so beautiful.
Chu Yan looked at the girl in front of him for a few seconds, then glanced around and found that it was a strange room with four things like beds in it. In addition to him and the girl in front of him, is there anything else in the room?
There was still a man in the bed in the distance.
More importantly, there was a silver needle inserted in his hand, and a tube was connected to a white liquid flowing into his body through the tube from an object above.
He was alert and reached out to pull off the silver needle, but the little girl held it down.
"You can't pull out any drip. If you pull out, your illness will not be cured."
The tone of comfort and concern made Chu Yan's hand pause, but the girl continued:
"The people sent to this ward are all patients without relatives. Are you orphans like me? My name is Ye Qiqi, I am sixteen years old this year. What is your name?"
Looking up slightly, Chu Yan saw a friendly face with a sincere and bright smile. Although his face was a little sallow and a little sick, his big eyes shone brightly under the light.
Such eyes and expressions reminded him of a person, someone he loved deeply but deeply hurt.
"Chu Yan."
Perhaps it was because of these eyes that he had never liked to pay attention to strangers, but he spoke for the first time.
"Wow, handsome, and handsome, your hair..."
Ye Qiqi bit his fingers and looked at his uneven and ugly traitor's hairstyle.
hair?
Chu Yan obviously didn't realize anything, and when he touched his hair, he was shocked.
What about his hair, how come it's so short?
Looking at his unbelievable expression, Ye Qiqi hurriedly went to his bed to take a mirror and handed it to him. Chu Yan took it and took it to take a look.
The next moment, the mirror was thrown to the ground with a "clang" sound, and it suddenly split into pieces.
"You lied to me, how could the person here be me?"
His eyes were wide open and his face was frightened. His hair was shorter than the hairstyle he had when he first saw Wen Xining. How could he look like this?
Ye Qiqi looked at the broken mirror on the ground with heartache. This was her only mirror, and then looked at Chu Yan who was almost crazy.
He was so pitiful, so she couldn't blame him.
His mouth moved, and he was about to comfort him, but a roar suddenly came out on the bed not far away.
"Damn it, why are you making noise in the middle of the night? You can't let people sleep? Believe it or not, I slap you to death with one slap?"
The two of them turned around and saw a rough-looking man who had a head out of the quilt and was looking at them with a fierce look on his face. His eyes seemed to be about to eat them.
Ye Qiqi shrank for a moment, looked at Chu Yan pitifully, and hurried back to his bed.
This man came in one day before Chu Yan. I heard that he was injured in a fight and was very fierce.
The room became quiet and the man got back into the quilt.
But Chu Yan was still sitting on the bed in a daze.
It was not until this time that he let go of the palm that he had been holding tightly. The cold sweat inside was filled with a bullet soaked in sweat.
This is the bullet he dug out himself before.
I looked around and found that this should be the clinic of this era.
He only remembered that he dug out a bullet before, fainted after using all his spiritual power, and he didn't know anything about it afterwards.
What happened to his hair? How did he get here?
He lowered his head and saw that he had changed into a white background and blue stripes like Ye Qiqi, which was the outfit of this era.
Suddenly, his face changed, as if he had thought of something, and his hand touched his chest.
No, no!
After touching his whole body, he couldn't find the Xuantian Mirror. The Xuantian Mirror of this era disappeared.
"What are you looking for?"
Although Ye Qiqi returned to bed, he was observing him all the time. Seeing that he seemed anxiously looking for something, he couldn't help but ask softly.
"Where is my own clothes?"
Chu Yan asked anxiously, Xuan Tianjing was placed in his chest, and it must have been taken away by someone while changing his clothes.
It turns out that it is because of this.
Ye Qiqi smiled and lowered her voice:
"After entering the hospital, you have to change your hospital gown. You have been in a coma before. It must be the clothes your nurse changed for you, and your own will help you put them away. When the nurse comes tomorrow, ask her
.”
It seems that this is his first time in the hospital.
Although Chu Yan was still a little anxious and puzzled, he had no choice but to nod, and Ye Qiqi's voice came from his ears again.
"It's getting late, hurry up and go to bed."
As he said that, Ye Qiqi's mouth flew towards the man not far away.
Chu Yan understood, and for a moment of entanglement, and lay down.
People in this era don’t know the use of Xuantian Mirror at all, so they shouldn’t peek at it.
After finding Xuantian Jing tomorrow, he will go to Xier and Beitangshuo, and he doesn't know how Xier is doing now.
He slowly closed his eyes, but Chu Yan didn't know that Wen Xining was in the same hospital as him.
At this time, Wen Xining also found it difficult to fall asleep.
The huge ward was filled with a light fragrance of flowers, which was the smell of lily she liked.
He turned his head slightly and saw Mu Lifeng lying on the side to accompany the bed.
Putting his hand under his face, Wen Xining simply turned to look at him carefully.
I have to admit that this man is really handsome, and he is so handsome that both humans and gods are angry.
In that blink of an eye, every move, there was endless charm and a faint aura of demon.
Such a man is actually very unsafe.
But she knew very well that she would not be the superficial person who only looked at her appearance, so she must have recognized his heart before...
Her hands slowly covered her lower abdomen, which had been slightly bulged. It was so strange that she was pregnant just like that.
Mu Lifeng said that after today, she would no longer have to go to the police station. Until the birth of the child, if she still wants to be reinstated, he would not object.
For the sake of the child in her belly, she had to agree.
Although she had no memory, she knew that she cared about the child very much and her father very much.
The child's father, this seemingly perfect stranger, is a familiar stranger to him, and she will try her best to adapt to it.
After exhaling deeply, Wen Xining closed her eyes, and after a moment, a uniform breathing sounded.
But Mu Lifeng, who had been closing his eyes before, opened his eyes at this moment, looked at the quiet and relaxed sleeping face, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and murmured:
"Ningning, I'm sorry."
In the lonely night sky, the moon fades away, and the lonely stars shine.
Beitangshuo sat cross-legged on the top floor of a building that hit more than ten floors high, looking up at the several lonely stars above his head.
Dazzled and flickering.
No wonder Ningning always said how good the air in ancient times was, how bright the moon and stars in ancient times were.
It turns out that the air here is really not as good as that of his.
The entire clouds were gray, and a gust of wind blew, and the air was filled with some pungent smell from time to time.
This environment is really seriously polluted.
He lowered his head slightly, and it was already deep. There were only a few neon lights left before, with only a few lonely lights, and a few winding strips of light. He knew that they were street lights.
After most of the day of tossing and thinking, he had already learned a lot of basic information about this era with his ability to remember.
For example, the iron boxes he saw for the first time were actually called cars, which were equivalent to their carriages.
The small black window he cut off was a TV. The man in the TV was not the one who caught Ningning, but an actor.
The air became colder and colder, and a red light enveloped Beitangshuo, blocking the cold outside, but the chill in his heart became even worse. A day passed, where was his Ningning and how was she
Woolen cloth?
There is also Chu Yan who came with them, and Xuan Tian Jing is on him. If you want to go back to ancient times, you must find Chu Yan.
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It's still 6000 words, and 3000 words are given first.