Yuhe

He looked at the piece of flesh that he had bitten out on the back of the hand, looked at the bloody back of the hand, he stared at it for a long time, a piece of flesh fell to the ground, and there were veins exposed inside, and even bones could be seen.

Blood spurted from the hand at first, then it healed itself.

It's funny, how can it heal itself, it hasn't got its own consent.

Who allowed him to heal!Why did the wound heal so quickly! !Why can it be treated as if nothing happened after it suffered such a serious injury! ! !

Song Yuhe squeezed the mobile phone in his hand, looked at the new mobile phone, and then violently smashed it against the hard wall, the screen of the mobile phone was directly shattered.

He did something he would never do before, but Song Yuhe laughed. He took his sleeve and wiped his face vigorously, wiping away all the tears and snot on his face.

Song Yuhe crawled to the phone again, picked it up hastily and wiped the dust off the phone, he still had to use the phone to call Brother Jin Zhong, how could he be so irrational.

When he got the phone and saw the cracked screen, he felt very distressed again. He blew and blew, and finally held it in his arms.

He curled up on the ground, looking at the door of the apartment. Normally, Brother Jin Zhong would hear his footsteps when he came back. Brother Jin Zhong liked to knock on the door and call his name.

Song Yuhe crawled to the door, and solemnly knelt down on the hard and cold floor with tears in his eyes.

"Please, let Brother Jin Zhong come back, I can do anything."

Song Yuhe then kowtowed hard at the door, he really couldn't lose Xu Jinzhong, he spent most of his life loving this person, if Brother Jinzhong didn't exist in this world, no one would love him.

"Please, even if it's my life in exchange, let Brother Jin Zhong come back."

"Only he can love me in this world, please."

Song Yuhe knocked again and again, almost desperate.

He loves Xu Jinzhong too much, he can't end this love.

"I really, don't want to be alone anymore, I don't want to be alone anymore, I want to be loved, Yuhe wants to be loved."

Tears were mixed with blood, and every time Song Yuhe wiped his tears, it meant that the blood on his hand accidentally rubbed on his face.

By the time he knocked no less than twenty times, he couldn't tell whether it was blood or tears on his face.

Song Yuhe's mind became a little confused, he always laughed and cried for a while, and finally, he quickly got up and ran to the cabinet to find the medicine box.

He had to live well, only alive would there be hope, maybe Xu Jinzhong would come back after a few days after God listened to his words.

He applied medicine to himself and bandaged himself, as if nothing had happened just now.

He just wants to live now, maybe Brother Jin Zhong will change his mind someday.

Song Yuhe thought about it, and suddenly he felt a little pain in the wound.

It turns out that it hurts so much to bite off a piece of meat.

Song Yuhe felt a little tired, and lay down on the sofa for a while after cleaning up the living room.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door, which shocked him again.

He really can't let go of Xu Jinzhong, he really seems to want Xu Jinzhong, he can no longer imagine a life without Xu Jinzhong.

Song Yuhe rolled down from the sofa, bumped his head to wake himself up, and almost ran over, holding such a small hope that Xu Jinzhong forgot to bring something back.

But the moment he opened the door, it was like pouring a basin of cold water on himself.

Standing outside the door was a middle-aged woman with several big bags in her hands. There were wrinkles on her face that couldn't be concealed. Song Yuhe suddenly remembered that Xu Jinzhong said to call Aunt Chen over.

I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and I still feel familiar and friendly when I see Aunt Chen. If I saw it a few days ago, I would be ecstatic. I would warmly invite Aunt Chen to come in and talk a lot.

But now he could only force a smile, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Hello, Aunt Chen."

"Hey." Aunt Chen replied with a smile.

"Aunt Chen, come in and sit down."

"Okay." Aunt Chen followed into the living room. She didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but she was asked by the young master to accompany Song Yuhe, saying that Song Yuhe was a little anxious to be alone in the apartment and worried that he would be overwhelmed.

She had brought Xu Jinzhong with her since she was a child, and she had overheard Zhou Donghui's nagging, so she more or less knew about the tricks of the young master and Song Yuhe, but she didn't tell her, as long as she knew it, she would never tell outsiders.

She even sympathized with Song Yuhe. The older she got, the more she would feel that Song Yuhe was a pity. When Xu Jinzhong asked her to come over, she was actually very happy, and she could even make up for the guilt she felt towards Song Yuhe when she was a child.

"Yuhe, I didn't expect you to grow up so much after not seeing you for so long." Aunt Chen said, as if meeting an old acquaintance.

Song Yuhe turned around and gave Aunt Chen a smile. His smile was so pale and weak that it hurt Aunt Chen's heart.

"When you were young, you loved corn rib soup the most. I'll cook it for you." Aunt Chen said, and she immediately regarded this place as her own home.

She still needs to get along with Song Yuhe in this place for a month. The young master hopes that she can let Song Yuhe pass this month safely, let him calm down, and let her enlighten Song Yuhe by the way, so that Song Yuhe can think clearly.

What Xu Jinzhong meant was that asking Aunt Chen to find a way to get Song Yuhe to accept this apartment building was a kind of compensation.

Song Yuhe handed Aunt Chen a cup of boiling water. Aunt Chen saw the bandage on his hand and some dark red blood on it, and asked worriedly: "Yuhe, what's the matter with your hand?"

Song Yuhe withdrew his hand, and said with a little concealment: "No, it's nothing."

"Yuhe, if you have any hurdles you can't get over, just tell Aunt Chen. Aunt Chen lives and sees a long time. There are many things in a person, and you don't have to focus on one thing or... people. " Aunt Chen doesn't talk too much now, she just met someone from more than ten years ago, so if she talks too much, it might be counterproductive.

Song Yuhe nodded, and said weakly, "Aunt Chen, I'm a little tired now, and I want to go to sleep in my room."

"Okay, go to bed if you're too tired."

After getting permission, Song Yuhe dragged his exhausted body to open the door of the bedroom. When he saw the large double bed, he hesitated and closed the door again. He walked to another small bedroom and fell into a deep sleep on the bed. up.

He slept very soundly, I don't know how long he slept, it seemed that the temperature at noon was too warm for him to always immerse himself in it and then fell asleep for a long time.

Song Yuhe didn't open his eyes until an orange-red cloud was wiped across the sky.

He vaguely remembered that the door was opened several times, and Aunt Chen also called him to drink soup several times, but he was too tired and wanted to rest so much that he never responded.

The soup was probably boiled after it was cold, and even Song Yuhe's room was full of the strong and mellow aroma of pork rib soup.

It's just that no matter how delicious the soup is, Song Yuhe has no appetite, he just wants to sit on the bed and wait quietly, just want to stare at the clouds beside the bed in a daze.

It turns out that when it is quiet, even the clouds beside the bed will become so beautiful.