What is the experience of being forced to confess

"Sir." The boy called from behind.

The figure lingering outside the door was a little absent-minded, walking stiffly, but he paused because of his calling.Du Wuyu turned to look at him, his eyes were still full of confusion, the young man's heart was astringent, and he said in a warm voice: "It will take some time for Doctor Bu to perform the acupuncture. Your complexion is very bad. Go and rest for a while."

"Really." Du Wuyu said vaguely.

"You look like you haven't slept well for several days." The boy tentatively said.

Du Wuyu's eyes moved, still looking a little dazed, he said in a trance, "How long has it been?"

The young man said: "This is the third day." He continued, "Doctor Bu said that it is useless for us to be anxious. The master forcibly transferred the wounds on your body that were broken and useless. It will take a long time to heal. Yes." As soon as he spoke, seeing the change in the other party's expression, he couldn't help but regret it.Du Wuyu's eyes were turbulent, and his eyes seemed to be covered with loose mist, which made people panic. The young man stepped forward quickly and said urgently: "You don't have to blame yourself for this, the master is willing, because he always feels that, I am sorry for you."

He has been following Mr. Bianxi for a long time. Although the two are masters and servants, Mr. Bianxi has not concealed his identity and concealed anything from him. The young man can fully understand this repressed and hopeless emotion. However, as long as Du Wuyu can feel the slightest bit of sadness for this sacrifice, Mr. Bianxi will be happy and have no complaints. However, the current situation is not what he wants.

"Yeah...he's sorry for me." Du Wuyu murmured, but suddenly hardened his voice and said, "He thinks like this, so that we can torture each other!"

This answer was something he had never expected. The young man was at a loss for a while, and just as he didn't know how to respond, Du Wuyu smiled bitterly and said: "Now that things have happened, I am no longer able to think about those past things. I only know what he did. Everything is forcing me to face him." He lowered his eyes, as if all the grievances in his heart were stuck in his throat, and there was no way to relieve him, so he could only be dumb, "Now that he has succeeded, he is going to withdraw like this."

"Sir..." the young man said in a daze, his eyes widened, and he looked away at the man in front of him with a dismal expression.The sudden words hit his ears so hard that he couldn't digest them for a while, but when he understood, he felt like laughing and crying, his eyes were so hot that they turned red instantly.

At this moment, how much he wished that Bian Xijun would wake up and listen to these words from the bottom of his heart.They had so many opportunities to confess their hearts, but they used disguises to cover up their true feelings. They could do anything for each other, but what they did the most was to hurt each other.

The boy's heart seemed to be swollen with hot blood, which made him trembling when he spoke. He grabbed Du Wuyu violently, and said almost pleadingly: "When the master wakes up, can you talk to him personally?" Say it again?"

Du Wuyu said tragically: "He can still—"

"Master will wake up, as long as you wish!" The boy said excitedly, "Master loves you so much that he is willing to die for you, so only you can bring him back to life!"

As he said sonorously, hot tears flowed out involuntarily.If a person is like a worm in the morning, maybe he can still cherish the present, but once he has a long life, he will continue to waste away, until he is completely exhausted and withered, and then he tries to keep him. The young man is eagerly thinking in his heart, there must be time. The two of them endured such a long time of wandering and worrying, and they will never get only a sad ending...

The rain in the sky was getting hazy, soaking the eaves, they were outside the door, one was in a panic, the other was crying, the sadness was unspeakable, when Bu Xiangchen stepped out of the door, he saw this scene, and felt that they were kneeling in the middle of noon The prisoner of the gate is only waiting for a knife in the neck or a fast horse to forgive him.Facing the silent ardor of the two, the female doctor was inexplicably relieved like an imperial envoy, and she couldn't help but curl her lips, and gave the long-awaited will straightforwardly.

After all, God still favored Mr. Bian Xi.

A bird jumped up from the branch, sweeping down a piece of accumulated rain with a clatter, spreading arc-shaped water marks under the tree.The young man ran out of the door in ecstasy, obeying Bu Xiangchen's order to buy medicine, but Du Wuyu was still standing there, with a tense expression, pursing his lips, making the words about to come out faintly like arrows on the string. urgent.

"Can I go in and see him?" he asked.At this time, he calmed down instead. After the turmoil in his heart subsided, he had clearly seen the road in front of him. Many people used to push him and force him to move forward, but now, he had no choice but to walk on it himself. when.

"He's just out of danger, and he's still in a coma. You all should take a good rest." Bu Xiangchen said, "And you, you should sort out your mind."

"When will he wake up?" Du Wuyu asked.

The female doctor raised her slender eyebrows and said with a smile: "Do you still remember what I said to Mr. Bianxi when I was treating you?"

"What?" Du Wuyu frowned.

Bu Xiangchen smiled brightly, as pretty as two or two spring flowers blooming on a branch: "I said that your condition at that time was either that you were too seriously injured and couldn't wake up, or you didn't want to wake up for some reason."

She looked at Du Wuyu's slightly embarrassed expression, and took the time to say: "And he is exactly like this now."

Seeing the other party meditating and not speaking, Bu Xiangchen brushed his hair and walked straight in. The brightly colored clothes were blown up lightly, and Du Wuyu's eyes were blown like a cloud of smoke.

"In two days, go in and see him."

Two days later, Bu Xiangchen came to look for Du Wuyu as he said, and told him that the condition of Bian Xijun had stabilized, but he was still awake. "But don't talk about miracles, his whole body has been wiped clean to save you. The black peacock back then can be regarded as completely plucked."

The female doctor asked Du Wuyu to reach out and feel his pulse.Fingers like white jade pressed on his wrist, Bu Xiangchen nodded and said: "You have recovered, it seems that his painstaking efforts were not in vain."

She stood up and stretched her smile like a sigh of relief: "You can go."

Du Wuyu stepped into the door step by step.His steps were slow and dignified, and he heard the regular ticking of the clock leak in the room, like water falling from stalagmites on the rock wall of a cave, light and cool, ringing in Kong Luoluo's heart little by little.However, that heart was gradually filled with memories, and Du Wuyu couldn't help wondering whether the Bian Xijun, who had stepped into the cave to visit countless times, was also hiding the same complicated emotions as himself in his steps...

There were mixed feelings in my heart for a moment, as if time had flown back and exchanged with each other. He was the one who walked into the cave, silent and apprehensive, looking at the sleepy body in front of him, like a cocoon left over from late autumn, making people guess. Is the pulse of life wrapped in it.

At that time, Mr. Benxi said a lot to himself, which must have been hidden in his heart for a long time.And now, the speaker is another, and the listener is still unresponsive, but that doesn't matter anymore.

"Ben Xijun."

He stood on the head of the bed and said with a sigh.

No one answered him, and of course.The room was extremely quiet, only my own heartbeat could still be heard, as if the obscure clock leak and the intermittent rain had been blocked in another world the moment the words fell, leaving them stranded in this corner The place is like two birds huddling together in a nest to keep out the cold, trying to keep some warmth for each other.Du Wuyu sat down by the bed, looking at the silent, cicada-like body in front of him, even the fingers stretched between the beds seemed transparent, if Bu Xiangchen hadn't said conclusively that Bian Xijun's condition was stable , he may still be worried about whether the person in front of him has lost his soul long ago.

Then, like a relative who bears the responsibility of calling the soul, he gently read the other party's name.Du Wuyu pulled off the quilt, covered her pale fingertips, and couldn't help trembling slightly the moment she touched it, feeling that the chill that had been hidden in the rain for several days was nailed into these fingers.There was some soreness in his heart, but he was caressing there unconsciously, and let go as if in shock.

After a moment of silence, he finally settled down, but he still stumbled a bit when he spoke.He has never been good at words, let alone this self-contained monologue.At the beginning, it was almost squeezed out of the throat word by word, and gradually, it simply continued to speak directly.

"Ben Xijun..." Du Wuyu tentatively said, his voice seemed to have been polished by sandpaper after several days of worry, "Bu Xiangchen said that you are no longer in danger, but from what she said, you When you wake up depends partly on God’s will and partly on yourself.” His voice became hoarse, and he had to cough heavily, “When you decide to use miracles to save me, you probably won’t be able to help me anymore in this world.” What is nostalgia, if I said that I hope you come back to life, I might be forcing you... But I really don't want you to just run away like this."

He moved to the edge of the bed, was silent for a moment, and then smiled shyly, "We are always like this, one of us is talking, and the other is listening, in the cave, and here. I heard it, so what now? Bian Xijun, can you hear it?" Du Wuyu said slowly, he turned his head to look at Bian Xijun's motionless thick black eyelashes, brushing on his jade-like cheeks, looking It was like frozen frost and snow. He looked at it for a long time, until the damp water vapor began to climb up his arms again, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"It doesn't matter if you can't hear me, I need to tell you these words, and it's okay to say it again after you wake up. I understand that you feel sorry for me because of the thrush thing, but..." His voice faltered, as if pinched by something She squeezed her throat, "However, you must not know that the moment I understood the truth, my first reaction was not to hate you."

Du Wuyu gave a wry smile, and pressed her fingers painfully between her eyebrows.This long-hidden inner voice was like a dagger stuck in his chest, and as he confided, it was pulled out dripping with blood: "I don't hate you, but subconsciously want to excuse you. I don't want you to do it." Such a cruel thing, this idea is not for thrush or others, but for myself."

The hoarse voice is slowly sinking. "I must be crazy." Du Wuyu said in a daze. He rubbed his forehead vigorously, and then looked at the unresponsive face of Mr. Bianxi.

"After that, I thought about it over and over again. I dreamed about the thrush, and dreamed about everything I experienced in Nihai Chongfan. You are indeed sorry for me, but I have never been completely innocent." Du Wuyu sucked slightly He took a deep breath, his words were like barbed hooks, and he pulled them out one by one, but he was surprised that they were buried deeper and longer than he imagined, which made him feel relieved while hurting. Ruyi: "Zaohai Daluo's life has made me punish myself for many years, and I have never let go of it until now. Every time I think of this, I feel that I am also guilty, but Huamei is different from us. She is such a good person. No fault, even if you die, you can join the blessed land, but we are going to hell."

In this desolate verdict, Ben Xi-kun's eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly, like ripples flashing on the surface of the water.Du Wuyu, who was in a state of confusion, didn't notice it. He just grabbed the cold hand suddenly, and said in a ruthless voice: "So Mr. Benxi...wake up, if you keep falling asleep, I will also I will wait for you. Wait until we repay the sins we committed together, then go to Thrush and apologize to her. And now in this world, the only thing we can cherish is each other..."

He was dull by nature, and it was rare in his life to be so emotional. Du Wuyu's eyes became hot, and he choked up for a moment, and he couldn't continue speaking.And the fingertips held by him were so cold, like ice that couldn't be warmed, but people worried that they would be crushed with a little force. Du Wuyu withdrew his hand dejectedly. The person on the bed still didn't make any movements, but two lines of tears suddenly flowed from the corners of the eyes that were reddened at some point.

Du Wuyu was stunned, he looked at the tears winding on the silent face, and after a while he called out tremblingly: "Ben Xijun!"

The other party's lips also began to tremble in the voice, as if God was returning the perception of each part to him one by one, and the rigid expression covering the face like a stone seal was broken bit by bit, revealing from the bottom There was a real reaction, first tears, then sobs, and finally he was completely defeated and gave up his self-locked attachment. The trembling eyelashes seemed to be soaked in water, and the trembling silk edge finally opened. , looking sadly at the person in front of him.

After going through many twists and turns, they can still look at each other like this.Bian Xijun said tragically: "Of course I want to confess to Huamei, but you... have never owed her anything."

"I'm destined to owe her." Du Wuyu said, his voice was very heavy, and every word could make a gap, "Because I—"

Bian Xijun's eyes were red and he was trembling all over. He suddenly said: "Enough!" He didn't let Du Wuyu continue, and interrupted fiercely, "Stop talking, I already know, I already know... "His momentum suddenly softened, and his words became lighter and lighter. Mr. Benxi suddenly slumped his shoulders, bowed his head and endured the ups and downs of emotions. From his hazy vision, he could see Du Wuyu pressing patiently on him. The fingertips on the back of the hand are like a comfort.However, this tolerance tortured him even more, he finally broke down completely, sobbed, and suddenly stretched out his arms to hug each other, like a drowning man hugging driftwood with great difficulty.

He has expected this action countless times, expected it countless times, thought that every inch of finger movement is extremely proficient, every change in expression is precise and predictable, but the moment it came true, it turned into a childish toddler. If this is a hallucination, it must be the best fantasy in the world, and the favor of this person is better than the pity of all the gods in the world.

Bian Xijun closed his eyes, his head hung on Du Wuyu's shoulders, and his slow breath was like a piece of soaked paper sticking to the back of the opponent's neck.He wanted to speak, but before he opened his mouth, tears were already dripping down, and they were hot when they fell on Du Wuyu's collar.