Gu Han shook his head and threw the rotten cigarette butts into the trash can nearby. He took out one and put it in his mouth under the hesitant gaze of the little nurse next to him. He glanced at the bright sign "Under Surgery" and said, "Go out for a walk, it won't be over for a while."
Almost as if he was looking at a monster, Chen Xiao followed Gu Han, who was silent all the way, to the yard. Chen Xiao watched the other person smoke three cigarettes in a row, but without waiting for anyone to say anything, Chen Xiao couldn't help but snatch the fourth one. "What the hell is going on? Huai Yue is lying in the operating room right now, but you and I are here pretending to be literary and artistic young men. If the fuck gives you the moon, you really want me to look up at the stars at 45 degrees, huh?! Is Gu Han, the guy who lost all his hair and never finished with me, dead or eaten by you?"
Chen Xiao felt that he must not have woken up, or God had played a trick on him because he didn't like him - this was even more fucking exciting than when he heard that a thousand-year-old female corpse gave birth to a baby.
——This is not just a fucking joke, you just want to kill him, right? !
Chen Xiao thought that the past thirty years were like a ridiculous dream. He had never entered, Gu Huaiyue had never woken up, and Gu Han was the dream itself.