Debt is hard to pay

Li Xichuan sat on the ground for half the night, shivering a little from the cold.Even though he kept his eyes closed, he didn't feel sleepy at all.

Standing up and groping upstairs, he turned on the light when he walked into the bathroom, propping up the sink with both hands, Li Xichuan quietly stared at himself in the mirror.

He has never felt so strange before, and has never been so helpless as now.

His mind was so confused that he didn't have the slightest clue, what exactly did he do here this month?What is it for?

Is Gao Baiyuan worth it?

Does he fit?

If his parents knew that he made himself into such a ghost, they would look at him with hatred and sigh, right?

Thinking about it, a few drops of hot tears welled up from the corners of his dry eyes. He raised his slightly trembling hand, clenched his fist tightly, and slammed it on his lower abdomen.

The pain in the body spread immediately, and the person in the mirror smiled sadly, and a tear slipped into the corner of his mouth, bitter and astringent.

Enduring the tearing pain, Li Xichuan staggered to the side of the bed, raised his hand and covered himself with a quilt, his originally strong and tall body curled up into a ball, like a stray dog ​​abandoned on the street.

The waves beat the beach quietly with the wind, and the sea breeze also blows into the room, making the white curtains seem to be dancing.

Li Xichuan huddled on the bed, watching the shadows floating on the wall expressionlessly, and was clutched by his hands on his lower abdomen, the pain there made him extraordinarily awake.

When the sun finally crossed the horizon, the person on the bed also fell asleep in a daze.

Rather than falling asleep, it is better to say that he passed out.

He didn't eat all day and night, poured cold water into his stomach, sat on the floor tiles for half a night, and finally punched himself. Li Xichuan was so uncomfortable that he lost consciousness and consciousness.

The pain in the lower abdomen has long since disappeared, maybe that evil seed is gone?

Li Xichuan felt a little comforted, and unconsciously grabbed the pillow on the other side of the bed.

It has been more than a month, and the man hasn't come back for more than a month. There is nothing angry about him in this villa, but at this moment, Li Xichuan looks very annoying.

The downstairs doorbell rang again, and Li Xichuan fell asleep and ignored it; the downstairs doorbell rang again, and Li Xichuan regained some consciousness, his body was burning like fire, but he felt extremely cold, never been so cold upstairs; The next doorbell rang again. Li Xichuan opened his eyes and licked his dry lips. It was already dark outside, and the curtains on the balcony were dancing again.

The room was pitch black, Li Xichuan got up from the bed, went to the closet and picked up a piece of clothing.

Although he didn't want to touch anything about Gao Baiyuan, he had calmed down now, and there was no need to make things difficult for him.

Stretching out his hands in the dark, Li Xichuan picked out the thickest coat and put it on, pulled the zipper to the top, and wrapped himself tightly.

Walking to the bathroom with bare feet, he turned on the faucet again, picked up cold water and washed his face, he stood for a while, thinking that he would vomit on the toilet for a while, but he didn't want to vomit now.

Maybe there's really nothing to vomit?Or maybe the contents of my stomach are really gone.

Li Xichuan breathed a sigh of relief, turned on the light and went downstairs, there was a familiar person standing at the door downstairs, it was Dao Scar.

How did he come back?