After I traveled through the book, I gained a humanoid pendant

Ni Yangzhou was trying to explain his situation vaguely.

"It's not about moving, it's not about transferring schools, it's not about graduating."

Ni Yangzhou also stared into Meng Ting's eyes.

“I’m going to get out of here.

I don’t know how long I can stay here, I don’t know how long it will take, I don’t know when it will be.”

"I might be like a bubble in the air, suddenly bursting and disappearing.

even……"

Ni Yangzhou felt real sadness in his heart.

"I don't know if I can walk successfully."

Meng Ting pulled the boy's sleeves again with both hands.

"I follow you."

Ni Yangzhou raised the corner of his mouth and smiled a little.

"I'll follow you. Wherever you go, I'll go."

Ni Yangzhou thought of the locked house in the Meng family.

"Your mother is still alive, you..."

Meng Ting said hurriedly: "I can handle this matter properly."

Ni Yangzhou still shook his head.

"I don't know why your attitude towards me has changed, but I can't accept your feelings."

When Meng Ting heard the words "change of attitude", his eyes dimmed and his throat felt dry.

"I did it because..."

Ni Yangzhou listened carefully in his mind and did not hear any warning or reminder. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with what he had just said.

Meng Ting looked a little lonely, "At first, I didn't recognize it was..."

Suddenly, in the middle of his words, Meng Ting covered his eyes and fell on Ni Yangzhou with his limbs exhausted.

"Hey? Brother Meng!"

Ni Yangzhou was still waiting for the second half of the sentence, but who would have thought that the person in front of him suddenly got into trouble and fell into his arms.

Ni Yangzhou immediately held up Meng Ting's face. The boy seemed to be enduring great pain. Sweat beads appeared on his fair face, his brows were furrowed, and his jaw was tense, and it was a little twisted and deformed because of the pain.

"Brother Meng! Meng Ting, what's wrong with you?"

Ni Yangzhou hurriedly took out his cell phone to call the emergency number. Before he finished entering the number, the boy in his arms reached out and grabbed Ni Yangzhou's arm.

"No, you can't fight."

Ni Yangzhou was a little angry: "If you are sick, go see a doctor. I'll take you there. I have money!"

"No," Meng Ting's hands were shaking with pain, "Trust me, you don't have to go."

Ni Yangzhou looked at Meng Ting's furrowed brows and his tightly clenched knuckles, with his thumb on the key number, but he was hesitant to press it.

Meng Ting hooked Ni Yangzhou's sleeve with her little finger, but with little force. Ni Yangzhou calmly took back the phone that was in the way and let the other person lean lightly on his arms.

After a while, Meng Ting finally opened his eyes.

Ni Yangzhou looked at the boy's pale face, and his eyes were attracted by his pupils which were glowing dark red.

"Meng Ting, your eyes..."

Meng Ting blinked when he heard that, and his eyes flickered under his long eyelashes. When Ni Yangzhou looked closely, his pupils had returned to their normal dark brown color.

"What's wrong?" Meng Ting's voice also sounded a little weak.

"No, nothing." Ni Yangzhou said in a low voice.

Now I can’t go back to the community.

Ni Yangzhou wanted to help Meng Ting go home. Meng Ting had his arms hanging down and half of his body leaning on Ni Yangzhou, looking very sick.

"Brother Meng," Ni Yangzhou was worried.

"Let's go to the hospital for emergency treatment. You don't even have the strength to walk."

Meng Ting put her hand on Ni Yangzhou's waist, relying on his strength, "You can walk, go home and have a good sleep."

Ni Yangzhou's mind was full of questions. If this were a comic book world, there would be ten thousand little question marks floating around his head.

Why did he suddenly faint just now? Why did his eyes change color? Can his mother handle it properly? How to deal with a vegetative state? Who can take care of him instead of his own son?

Ni Yangzhou absentmindedly helped the man walk home. Fortunately, they saw an empty taxi, and the two of them took the taxi back to Meng's house.

In the car, Meng Ting lowered his head in grievance, his hands unwilling to let go of the corner of Ni Yangzhou's clothes. Fortunately, the taxi driver was concentrating on driving and did not look back during the whole journey.

Having been a straight man for more than a decade, Ni Yangzhou never thought that he would encounter such a situation. He felt that the progress of the task had hit a dead end here and he seemed to be in chaos all the time.

Whether it is a mission or a relationship.

There was still cold sweat on Meng Ting's face that had not been dried by the wind.

He felt the silence of the people around him. Meng Ting looked up and saw Ni Yangzhou's furrowed brows, dark circles under his eyes due to fatigue in recent days, and his thin lips tightly pursed.

Meng Ting's heart seemed to be grasped by a pair of invisible hands.

He clenched his fists tightly without leaving any space, and his internal organs were squeezed so hard that blood oozed out from between his fingers.

That's it again.

Still won't accept me.

Won't take me with you.

Meng Ting slowly loosened the boy's clothes, put her hands back into her pockets, and sat further away.

However, the injury just now came so quickly and violently that Meng Ting was exhausted. He leaned back slightly and leaned against the back of the taxi.

The boy tilted his head back and the embarrassed face of Ni Yangzhou was no longer in front of him.

He closed his eyes and wanted to let out a long breath.

He exhaled the pain that burned his heart like fire. But after opening his mouth, he closed it again, letting the burning air flow back into his heart.

Let disappointment and pain burn you to ashes.