Chapter 69: Federal Idols in the Sun

This is a clean and bright room. The walls and decorations are all light in color, from white to yellow, making people look very comfortable. There is a small table by the window, and under the table is a whole fluffy blanket, and there is a girl wearing an ordinary white gauze skirt on the blanket.

The girl sat next to the table and looked quietly at a thick book on the table. The messy short purple hair covered her ears, but the crystal-clear and tender earlobes playedfully emerged from the purple hair. The bright sunlight shone in from outside the window, and there was no dust in the light. Such quietness shone on her face, making Chengjing's expression more and more eye-catching.

The long eyelashes quietly placed on the girl's eyes, and her white jade-like cheeks flushed slightly in the sun. The thickness of the book was thicker than her hands, making her soft and boneless hands look very delicate.

The pure girl in the afternoon sun seemed to be reading a book, but she felt more like she was sleeping. Her purple hair was hanging from her smooth forehead, like a grape leaf, gently caressing the woman in her sleep.

This is a touching picture.

...

Xu Le was moved. He stared at the sunlight not far from the bed, and looked at the girl in the sun, feeling that his eyes were a little dry, and his brain was not enough. The picture in front of him seemed to be still, but it was so vivid, like the poster that the uncle hung in the mine operation room, but the girl who should have appeared on the poster was a little more mature than when she was fourteen years old, and was still an extremely charming girl, but her eyebrows, her pretty and straight nose, and the crystal hair on the auricle clearly visible in the light were telling him:

This is Jian Shuier, this is real Jian Shuier, this is living Jian Shuier!

Xu Le wanted to rub his eyes, but found a severe pain from his right arm. He almost screamed, but because of the loss of sound in his throat, it turned into a muffled sound in his throat. He moved away from his eyes to the window with difficulty and looked at his body. He saw a few pipes that were not known for their purpose were inserted into his body, and he was lying on a snow-white bed with an emergency call button and an oxygen channel at his hand. It seemed to be a hospital bed.

All the memories before the coma had already returned to his mind. He knew that everything in front of him was not a dream, although it looked like a dream.

He didn't know why he was about to die at the hands of the militant, but he survived and appeared in this ward room. Xu Le was a very calm person. The sunshine shone in from the window. He knew that he must have left Linhaizhou at this time. The world of wind and snow should not have such bright sunshine. But the next moment, he was not sure what if he had been in a coma for half a year and had already reached the summer in Linhaizhou?

In the desperate situation at that time, who saved me?

Xu Le stared at the purple-haired girl by the window in a daze, not understanding why Jian Shui'er walked out of her dream, and quietly fell asleep holding a book beside her bed.

But he survived, and this fact made Xu Le feel extremely relaxed and happy. For the first time in nearly twenty years of his life, he seemed to have some new understanding of life.

At this moment, he thought of the strange black dream in his coma just now, but immediately threw the strange dream behind him because there was a dream in front of him. If the strange dream in the black space is a nightmare, then the moving picture in front of him is a beautiful dream.

Dreams come true.

Xu Le, who woke up from his coma, gradually woke up, and his brain gradually regained control of his body, which also means that his body's perception can also accurately enter his brain. After a slightly numb feeling, there is a ubiquitous feeling of tension and dryness. Then, Xu Le felt unprecedented pain.

His right leg felt a pain, and he felt like this leg was like a glassware that was beaten into pieces, and then recombined, covered with cracks, and each crack was a pain.

And he didn't know how many wounds he left on his body, all of which were in pain at the same time. What's even more terrifying is that inside his body, behind his neck, every bone and each pair of muscle fibers began to ache, just like he had experienced countless exercises, causing irreparable damage.

With a muffled groan, Xu Le stared at the snow-white ceiling, his usual squinting eyes stared at that place, widening a lot, and a few drops of cold sweat flowed down his forehead, flowing down the skin in his ears to the pillow.

He is very strong, his endurance is very strong, he is a stone from Donglin, but he is still unable to bear this pain. He has to find ways to divert feelings in the environment around him, just like when an agent cuts his flesh and takes bullets, he likes to watch pornographic movies. This is the same truth.

Fortunately, there was a picture in the ward that was enough to completely attract Xu Le's attention. He turned his neck with great difficulty and looked at the purple-haired girl next to the table by the window.

...

Xu Le's muffled groan on the hospital bed woke up the purple-haired girl in the sun by the window. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She woke up from her sleep, rubbed her eyes, and seemed a little confused. Looking at the thick book in her hand, she stretched out her tongue and smiled cutely, then stood up and stretched her waist in the sun.

She clenched her fists in the sun, raised her arms, and stretched her body to the fullest. This posture fully revealed the curves of her body.

Xu Le on the hospital bed watched the sunlight pass through the transparent glass window and the clean and dust-free air sprinkled on the girl in white clothes. She was stunned for a moment and forgot the pain everywhere in her body.

The sun shines, penetrates the white skirt on the girl's body. The material of the white skirt is very light and does not play much role in covering it in such direct sunlight. The white clothes are almost transparent in the sunlight, gently covering the body of the young girl. Especially when looking at the backlit hospital bed, you can clearly see the body like a magnolia.

In the clear and quiet light curtain, the girl's tender breasts were wrapped in a white strapless breast, and her waist and lower abdomen were shining with white light, which was very beautiful.

Xu Le looked at this scene in shock and subconsciously wanted to close his eyes.

Uncle Feng Yu once told Xu Le that if he met a girl when he was a teenager, she was obviously very beautiful, but you didn’t want to peek at her body at all, and you didn’t dare to fantasize about things related to lust in your mind, it proves that you fell in love with her, and it was the real kind of love.

Xu Le's youth has ended and he has entered a youth, but over the long twenty years, he has only had this emotion for two people, one is Zhang Xiaomeng and the other is the purple-haired little girl in front of him.

For him, Jian Shui'er was an unattainable dream. He was the object of his heart who shouted loudly to marry her, but was extremely inferior. He accompanied his memories day and night. In Xu Le's heart, Jian Shui'er was a complex of many emotions. At some moments, he even thought to himself with self-deprecating that he actually regarded this federal idol as his sister because he had a very innate sense of intimacy towards her, just like seeing Xianyi...

So he wanted to close his eyes, and always felt that his peeking at the glory under the white skirt was a blasphemy to her.

However, Xu Le had seen the spring light. At this time, he could not treat the other party as a kind relative. He only knew that he had seen the beauty that countless federal men wanted to see but could never see... At this moment, he felt extremely weak, and felt that he was most stimulating, even more lethal than... all the various kinds of naked and extremely charming women in that strange black dream!

Wearing a white dress and a messy and purple haired federal idol, he squinted his eyes slightly in the sunshine in the ward, enjoying the sunshine that was coming to his face, his sandalwood lips slightly opened and he sighed with satisfaction, adding to the charming and bright beauty.

A slight sound rang in the ward. Her eyebrows frowned slightly, she turned her head to look at her white skirt, and said distressedly: "I feel sorry for the dress that has been with me for four years, why does it break with a wave of my hand?"

"Did I really gain weight?" She frowned and asked herself pitifully.

"No, you've grown up."

Xu Le stared at the young body under the white skirt, and never expected that his little lover in his dream would say such a nonsensical thing. After explaining it to the other party in his heart, he could no longer bear the mental stimulation and physical torture. His eyes turned black, his head turned, and he fainted simply.

...

As if she noticed some movement on the hospital bed, Jian Shui'er was slightly stunned and walked towards the bed. She stared at the young man who was still in a coma on the bed. Looking at the ordinary face of the young man, she naturally remembered the thrilling scene after the concert, and thought about how she and Sister Tong rescued this guy from the pool of blood.

Looking at the cold sweat on the young injured person's face, Jian Shui'er turned her head, took out a towel from the pillow, wiped it randomly, then threw the towel aside, and began to stare at Xu Le's face in a daze.

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open. Jian Shui'er didn't have to look back, and knew that the person who dared to break into the ward without her consent must be Sister Tong.

A woman in her thirties walked into the ward. She frowned tightly at the scene beside the bed, her eyes filled with disagreement. She looked at Jian Shui'er and said, "Miss, even if she was preparing for the spring joint entrance exam to avoid reporters... But I don't think I have to go to the hospital every day, let alone, in my opinion, your time is not spent reviewing your homework."

Jian Shui'er replied with a smile: "There should be no problem with homework. The TV station's chiefs and reporters are equally annoying. After choosing, it seems that this hospital is the most hidden."

She turned her head and looked at Xu Le's face on the hospital bed quietly, feeling a little strange in her heart, why did she feel familiar when she saw this person? The other party was in a coma all the time. Why could she always give herself a sense of quietness and... affection? It was like I had seen it somewhere a long time ago.

Jian Shui'er's eyes slid over Xu Le's arm exposed outside the blanket, swept over the metal bracelet, and didn't care too much.
Chapter completed!