Excessive

"Little friend, come here!" Du Shuyao saw the little boy playing with glass balls in the corner.

But he didn't seem to hear it, and he was still playing with the glass ball in his hand.

"It's dangerous here, get out of here!"

"Come here!"

Du Shuyao yelled twice, and the kid finally looked up at him, but he didn't realize that the danger was coming, so he continued to play with his head down.

Du Shuyao didn't have time to think too much, so he ran over to take him away, but the little boy not only refused to let him hug him, but also bit his arm, and Du Shuyao let go of him in pain.

"This place is going to explode, hurry up!"

Only then did the little boy seem to have noticed something, and walked towards him. Du Shuyao hurried over to pick him up, turned around and rushed towards the door.

After taking two steps, he stopped suddenly.

Before he had time to think about it, there was a "boom", a deafening explosion sounded, and Du Shuyao was surrounded by fire in an instant. The loose warehouse that was originally built temporarily collapsed, and planks were thrown at him one by one.

He fell to the ground, the flames burned his clothes and spread from his legs to his upper body. His unclear consciousness prevented him from standing up several times. He was very sleepy and wanted to sleep, but he told himself he couldn't.

A burning wooden board fell on him, and the little boy was gone. Du Shuyao tried his best to stand up, squeezed through a gap that hadn't burned yet, and then fell down in the flames.

"Shuyao... Shuyao..." Who was calling him?

"Brother..." Who was calling him again?

It seems that he still has many important things to do, but why can't he open his eyes, and his hands and feet seem to be tied, and he can't move.He opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter a single syllable.

He was in the dark, every part of his body hurt like being burned, especially his back, it was so hot, he wanted to turn over but couldn't move.

He felt wet liquid fall on the back of his hand, slipping down, itching.

Like being wrapped in a huge cocoon, unable to move for a moment, he vaguely heard someone whispering, but he couldn't hear what they were saying. After a while, he lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep again.

I don't know how long it took, he heard a noise, someone helped him up, as if he had peeled off the cocoon that bound him, and something was applied to his body, but it was followed by pain, worse than that. It still hurts when it burns.He tried to shout, but no sound came out.

After a while, those things wrapped around him again, and he felt like he was going to be out of breath, but he couldn't get rid of it.

Those wounds hurt even more, painful and itchy, as if a small bug was biting him, it was extremely uncomfortable.

"It's best for the patient to transfer to another hospital as soon as possible, and it's best to contact the plastic surgery hospital." Plastic surgery hospital?Oh right, he remembered, there was an explosion when he was filming, no wonder his body hurt like a fire.

"Okay, thank you doctor." The voice was Sheng Jiang.

"When will that brother wake up?" Another familiar voice came, it was Zheng Yang, did he forgive himself?

"It depends on the patient himself."

"But……"

"Zhengyang! Come with me to buy some daily necessities. Your brother will definitely need it when he wakes up. Sheng Jiang, go and discuss with the doctor about transferring to another hospital." This is Chen Han.

Then came the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away, gradually fading into his consciousness, and they were all gone.

No, there are others.

Someone sat down by the bed, held his hand, and rubbed his thumb on the back of his hand. This action was so familiar.

Who is it?Why can't he remember it!

He waited for the man to speak, but the man didn't say a word, just repeated this action.

After a while, he felt the hand run from his forehead to the tip of his nose to his lips, stopped on his chin, and finally returned to his hand. Something warm fell on the back of his hand, like a kiss.

"Hurry up, Shuyao."

A familiar voice came from all directions, passing through his eardrums like a stereo, and he remembered!It was Lu Zhenqing.So he was there too.

He moved his eyelids, but he still couldn't open them, and he couldn't move his fingers at all. After trying several times, he finally gave up.

He remembered the scene when he first met Lu Zhenqing.

Du Shu went to college very early, at the age of 16.At that time, he was still living in Du's house, and because of his excellent grades, he was exceptionally admitted to one of the top economic schools in China.The day before he left, he met Lu Zhenqing at his younger brother's birthday party. At that time, he was talking with his father, and it was exactly the same as the scene when the two met again many years later.

At that time, Du Shuyao was not as tall as he is now. He was about 1.7 meters tall. He had stomach problems since he was a child and had always been thin. His appearance followed his mother's. He had big eyes and fair skin. Compared with now, he looked too immature.On his younger brother's birthday, his father did not allow him to participate, but he will leave early tomorrow morning, and he may not be able to come back once a year. This is the only chance to say goodbye to his younger brother.

Since there was no invitation card, he secretly found a waiter's clothes to change into, and sneaked in.

After looking around, he didn't see Du Zhengyang, but instead saw Du Wen who was talking to Lu Zhenqing. Worried about being discovered, he took a look and left.

After searching to no avail, Du Shuyao planned to find a room to rest for a while, maybe his younger brother hadn't come yet, and he would always be late on such a day.

So he went upstairs, only to bump into a drunk foreigner in the hallway.Du Shuyao said sorry, but the other party still relentlessly pulled his clothes and refused to let him go, muttering something in broken Chinese.Du Shuyao thought it was over, he was just drunk and crazy, but after a while, the other party not only tore his clothes, but also fumbled inside them. Although Du Shuyao is not small, but the other party is about 1.9 Mi is an adult, he is inevitably at a disadvantage.

Although Du Shuyao explained in Chinese and English over and over again, the other party seemed to be unable to understand. He was about to be dragged to a side room. Someone grabbed him, protected him with one hand, and grabbed him with the other The foreigner said something in an unknown language to the hand that was stretching into his clothes, and walked away staggeringly knowing that he was right.

Du Shuyao adjusted his clothes and said thank you.

Lu Zhenqing was about to say something when he heard someone calling him from behind, so he could only smile at Du Shuyao, say something rude and leave.

One day Du Shuyao accidentally saw Lu Zhenqing's photo in a magazine before he knew his name. Later, it was common to see him in magazines and on TV interviews.

In his sophomore year, Lu Zhenqing gave a lecture as a guest at Du Shuyao's university, and he saw Lu Zhenqing again. However, there were too many people attending, and after Lu Zhenqing stepped down, he left in a hurry, and Du Shuyao had to take a quick look underneath.

Until last year, when the two met again, the same scene had changed.Du Shuyao's brows and eyes only grew when he was an adult, and his height has also grown a lot. In addition, he has never even returned home after four years of university, and his loneliness made his face even more deserted.In terms of career, he did not help his father manage the company as he imagined, but chose an irrelevant entertainment circle by chance. Lu Zhenqing had long since forgotten him. A relationship that is constantly in chaos.

Later, there is no later, no right or wrong, only willing or not, he has no choice, only one way to go to the dark.He was just going to pay off the debts of the Du family, how could he expect an equal and dignified relationship, not to mention that Lu Zhenqing would never give it to him.Sometimes Lu Zhenqing was nice to him, which would give him an illusion, but in fact it was just an expression of possessiveness. I don't know how many times Lu Zhenqing called someone else's name by his side.

If it wasn't for that time when he was almost sent to someone else's bed by Lu Zhenqing, he would never have thought about why Lu Zhenqing, who was supposed to be downstairs, appeared upstairs that day.

He is cold and decisive on the surface, but few people know the softness in his heart. He is an ordinary person after all, and he still wants to desperately hold on to the feelings that were once hanging by a thread when he was young.

"Shuyao, wake up."

The author has something to say:

This chapter can be regarded as Shuyao's psychological confession. . .I just wrote that I don’t want to abuse, I just want them to live a good life (??﹏?)