C250 (1/2)

”...” Yes, I understand. Don't worry, she won't … She's a good girl, huh... ”It's safe, nothing will happen to him …”

Was it a light cry, or was it coming from out of nowhere?

I'm hallucinating, maybe... His mind buzzed non-stop.

It's worse than being on the plane or getting off the plane. Tinnitus, headache, maybe, I'm going to die.

Maybe it was a good thing that the baby didn't come into the world.

At least, he didn't have to suffer any more.

Because I might not be able to take good care of him. I can't give him a happy and complete home, and I can't guarantee that I can give him a good environment …

Clean, safe, obedient, better than the people outside... Is he praising me?

Killing three birds with one stone, what did he want?

Who did he grab?

In the cold air, countless cold arrows pierced my head like needles, piercing my skin. Ah, it hurts …

Yes, what he said had to be done on different occasions.

He had at least eighteen masks, but had such thoughts in his heart?

Perhaps this was Yin Yijie's real purpose.

Even if you love me, it's probably just a by-product.

Yes, he has so many masks, and that one for me, can't it be true or false?

Leaning on the cold iron armrest, his body was also cold.

Now that I have nothing, I truly have nothing. Perhaps, it is time.

This is good too, isn't it? That's good, that's good.

Okay, okay...

When he returned to the ward, Yin Yijie was not there.

I said I went downstairs and walked away, and the six of them didn't ask any more questions.

Yeah, they don't care what I do, I'm safe, I'm just a pawn, is it that important?

Chess piece, heh … It's been a long time since I've seen Yu Hu Bing. I wonder if he's in Dubai? Is he really exiled because of me? Is he really, really, defending me? He took care of me before, could it be that this is one of Yin Yijie's ways to deal with me?

This was worth it.

Perhaps, what they said in the past was not bad. Or perhaps, I am really someone who was raised unscrupulously …

No, I don't want to think about it. Those things, when I think about it, only add to my sadness and sadness.

He really loved me once, and I don't think it was...

Maybe he really wants to treat true love as a game like me? I tried to use real trust as a bargaining chip. He tried to use real love as a bargaining chip...

Ha, ha! Bing and Ha ha … Imagination, truly wonderful, truly wonderful!

I can even think of this, a genius, absolutely a genius!

Ha, what's the use of that?

We all gave a real love, didn't we?

So be it.

There's no need to pour out the bath water, even the kids, right?

True love, yes, we, I am 100% sure, we were true love, although our love lives in the gap, but did survive a short moment.

Like a bright firework, it streaked across his heart in an instant …

After cleaning up, he got into bed. He felt a little light-headed and probably had a fever again.

My fever is always very imposing.

However, this time, they really didn't come at the right time.

Love is gone, what do you want to do with a fever, ha...

My thoughts were absolutely correct: sometimes I shouldn't have too many thoughts, sometimes I should listen to a few corners and live more happily.

The next night, Yin Yijie came back. Look, I was worried for nothing.

The fever this time wasn't too bad. He was once again in the hospital. After hanging up the medicine for an entire day, he was already sober.

Oh, without love, the fever recedes quickly, it seems to me that it is a doom and a blessing and a love that is prone to illness, truth, absolute truth.

Yin also let out hot water, carried me to wash up, like a watermelon, in a short while can be cut to eat.

However, although I was still relatively awake, I didn't have any strength or a mood to do so.

Yin Yijie must have figured it out, so he didn't plan to eat it. He put it on for me and placed it on the bed. Everything seemed so natural.

The mutual understanding between us naturally made people want to cry.

I'm having trouble with my head.

Was this also his ”treatment”?

Was there a need to make it so realistic?

I really don't think so.

Closing his eyes, he leaned against his chest. His heartbeat was still steady, even the slightest bit of connection messed up my heart.

I felt like I was being cheap. No matter how many things had happened, I would sleep well in front of him and sleep until dawn.

When I woke up from his morning lesson, I was speechless.

After a slight movement, his body had already heated up like a fried onion.

But I don't want it, I don't want it.

I'm just a cleaner man than the rest of you... What?

What was I in his mind?

Could it be that he was so cold that he was using love as a game?

He really was a very willing person.

Early in the morning, before the chaos in his mind had fully developed, his body was already fully prepared. His consciousness was ruthlessly falling towards the Mariana Trenches until it disappeared.

The last thing he knew was to look at the people he truly loved.

Some people are willing to use true love as a bargaining chip, do you want to let them have a good time? If it was me, I don't know.

My mind was already lit up by the light of heaven and I had lost consciousness.

Love, Love, Love... Although it was a simple exercise as usual, Yin Yijie's actions were full of passion and love.

If there had been some hesitation in the last moment, I did not think of him now except to hold him close, to be with him in the waves of happiness.

Moreover, today's love, in addition to being deeply corroded and ecstatic, also had a kind of broken beauty, as if it was being ruthlessly pinched by a mosquito in an extremely itchy wound. It used pain to stop itching, to stop pain …

Yin Yijie and I have always understood each other, I am sure of that. Therefore, today's love is more wild in its gentleness.

Lying at the head of the bed, I am tired, but I am also not tired anymore.

Why say all this when you have loved me deeply?

We didn't say anything. It was as if we knew something.

Or maybe it's just a coincidence that we don't know each other when we each think of our own.

That's all right, after I love you, I need to rest, wake up, I need to organize my thoughts.

Taking a bath, hiding love, we, sitting side by side on the sofa, from any outsider's point of view, are still a loving couple.

”Ke Er, what's wrong?”

Yin Yijie was the first one to speak. He sighed. It was like he had said too much.

I looked up into his eyes, gray and without a trace, perfunctory or unloving.