Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

If he hadn't left suddenly and the person who drugged him hadn't reacted, he would have encountered many obstacles on his way out, and he wouldn't know which bed he would wake up in the next day.

The more Jiang Yu thought about it, the more nauseous he felt. Finally, he started to dry heave, vomiting out all the wine in his stomach.

Under the influence of the drug, Jiang Yu's eyes were bloodshot and every breath he took was hot enough to burn people. He was burned to the point of being confused and his throat was dry. He only wanted to drink water.

So he hastily wrapped a bath towel around himself, not even having time to wipe the water droplets off his body, and almost stumbled out.

Passing by Jiang Yan's room, the half-open door that was not closed suddenly caught Jiang Yu's attention.

The naked figure appeared in my mind again, and the soft touch seemed to still be on my fingertips.

Two consciousnesses were fighting in Jiang Yu's mind. Finally, under the influence of the drug, the devil in Jiang Yu's heart finally defeated his reason. He breathed rapidly and pushed open the half-open door with trembling hands.

When he saw the person sleeping quietly on the bed, the devil in Jiang Yu's heart was finally completely released.

He walked in, closed and locked the door, and then walked step by step towards the person he was thinking about.

Jiang Yu still had some rationality, but not much. After struggling for a while, he finally couldn't help but bend down.

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A large section was omitted in the middle, please forgive me.

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I don't know when the wind started blowing outside the window, but it suddenly started raining again.

At first it was just a gentle drizzle, dripping lightly onto the artificial lake outside the villa, causing slight ripples.

In an instant, it turned into a downpour, falling heavily.

The originally calm surface of the lake was shattered into pieces. A gust of wind blew through the rain, blowing diagonally along the wind direction and hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows. The crackling sound mixed with the scattered movements and slapping sounds in the house, and there was always an inexplicable harmony.

"Ugh... bastard."

“Get out…get out!”

He had great difficulty in uttering even a brief sentence.

How could Jiang Yu listen to him?

……

The rain finally stopped when daybreak came.

The sun had just risen above the horizon, and the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, falling on the two people who were cuddling tightly together on the bed.

Jiang Yu clearly went to sleep at dawn, but he didn't sleep for long. He slept very uneasily. His dreams were full of himself climbing out of a stranger's bed, which made him extremely sick, so he woke up quickly.

But he found himself in a strange room with a person in his arms. He was naked and covered in bruises, which looked extremely terrifying at first glance.

There was a moment when he almost vomited.

But this strange room suddenly became familiar, and the smell I smelled was the familiar scent that had lingered in my dreams for so many days and nights.

Jiang Yu suddenly didn't dare to look at who was in his arms.

He was terrified.

How could this be possible? How could it be Jiang Yan? Impossible?! Impossible.

He wants to deceive himself.

But he couldn't do it.

Jiang Yu suddenly realized that Jiang Yan was in very poor health.

For a moment, an inexplicable panic swept over my whole body.

Only then did he realize the scorching heat of the person in his arms' skin, so hot that it almost stopped him from breathing.

Jiang Yu didn't even dare to look at Jiang Yan. He almost collapsed and pressed the special call bell beside the bed. With a pale and angular face, he got out of bed, picked up the bath towel and wrapped himself around it numbly.

Then he carefully put on a set of covering clothes for Jiang Yan.

Although his movements were careful, they were quick, and it didn't seem like it was his first time doing this kind of serving.

Almost as soon as Jiang Yan had tucked in the quilt, the famous doctor that the Jiang family had found at a high price and the professional doctor they had trained quickly entered the room.

They did not show any sign of abnormality regarding Jiang Yan's condition, and the doctors quickly provided Jiang Yan with professional first aid.

"Acute pneumonia, high fever that won't go away in a short time, temporarily using alcohol for physical cooling."

"The endometrium is severely torn..."

"The heart rate is too low! The blood oxygen saturation is also rapidly decreasing! The patient is in shock!"

……

The doctors' words echoed in Jiang Yu's ears for a long time.

Jiang Yu was in a state of dismay until Jiang Yan was pushed into the operating room specially prepared for him in the Jiang family villa.

Jiang Yan's sickly pale face, his dry, bloodless lips with many bite wounds, the dense blackened smears on his neck, his tightly closed eyes, and the many critical conditions reported by the doctor.

This was the second time Jiang Yu waited at the door of the operating room, and this time he was the culprit behind all this.

If Jiang Yan really couldn't come back, if Jiang Yan's life really stopped like this...

Jiang Yu couldn't even imagine it.

He didn't dare to think about it.

I don’t want to think about it.

Jiang Yu vaguely felt that he had feelings for Jiang Yan, but that was too shameful. How could he have such feelings for Jiang Yan?

So he buried all his thoughts deep in his heart.

But he hid it too deeply, and the seed had already taken root without anyone noticing, and it was buried deeper and deeper until it found a suitable opportunity, broke through the ground, and in an instant became a towering tree.

The more you suppress your emotions, the easier it will be to lose your mind when you finally let them out.

As a result, Jiang Yan was forced into the operating room again and his life was in critical condition.

He actually didn't want this to happen.

It seemed as if someone told him that he should be nice to Jiang Yan. He already owed Jiang Yan a lot and should not hurt Jiang Yan like this again.

But he couldn't control himself.

It was as if invisible threads were tightly wrapped around his limbs, forcing him to do things that he would never be able to do subconsciously.

Jiang Yu could vaguely feel his hatred for himself and his unwillingness to compromise.

Jiang Yu leaned against the wall and slid down to the ground.

The cold wall pressed against Jiang Yu's back without any hindrance, but Jiang Yu did not react at all.

He seems to never be able to do anything right.