I heard I'm the official partner of the villain

A few days later, Feng Ci suddenly received news that Lin Qingyue fainted without warning in school.

When he rushed to the hospital, the doctor in charge told him that he was still suffering from old problems, his body was too weak, and he was emotionally overwhelmed and couldn't bear it, which led to coma, and he would be fine after a rest.

But this drowsiness lasted for three days.

The hospital couldn't find out what was going on.

On the fourth day, Feng Ci set aside all the time, sitting by the hospital bed and watching her.

From the early morning light to the sunset, the girl on the bed was always sleeping deeply, with her eyes closed and her expression peaceful.

This quiet appearance is very similar to Ayu.

Until seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the door was opened, and Yan Xixiu walked in from the outside.

"You've been here all day?"

Feng Ci turned his back to him and didn't look back, "Although it seems to be joking, Yan Xixiu, are your feelings always accurate?"

Yan Yuxiu was silent for a while, "If I tell the truth, will you hate me?"

Feng Ci's eyes fell on the girl lying on the bed, "The truth is, did you touch her?"

"No," Yan Xiuxiu closed the door softly, "If it was me, then she might never wake up."

"Who is that?"

"The one who killed her."

Feng Ci's hands shook uncontrollably, "Is this your gambling method?"

"This is the most likely solution so far," Yan Yuxiu said calmly, "I didn't move those people, the plot is still going on to a certain extent, the loopholes in the world will be properly made up, the possibility of changing lives Sex exists."

"So Gu Yan's appearance was also your arrangement?"

Gong Si's real name is Gu Yan.

Yu Yu's death was related to him, and the car accident was also related to him. This person's appearance always announced to everyone in such a bloody way, which was flamboyant and mysterious.

No matter whether he did it himself or not, he will always be involved, and this person is very nervous, sometimes things that are not done by him will be admitted by him.

He is a killer.

The main business is to accept missions and kill people.

After Feng Ci asked, he felt that this sentence was unnecessary, and put his hand on his forehead, "I see, you can go back."

He didn't die on the spot, but fell into a coma, which was already the best result.

Maybe, I can wake up.

Maybe, never wake up again.

This kind of thing is like rebirth, or time travel, magical and weird, unless it is the King of Hades, it is useless to ask anyone.

Yan Yuxiu did something he didn't dare to do, so he has nothing to say.

The room was silent, no one spoke.

Yan Yuxiu stood there, watching his back, after a long time, "If she can't wake up, you will give up on me, right?"

Feng Ci didn't reply.

It was as if he couldn't hear anything, and he sat there all the time, like a huge rock, hard and cold, without any echo.

Yan Yuxiu's eyes dimmed inch by inch.

The expected response.

His hands tightened slowly, and his nails slowly sank into his palms. In this person's heart, no matter what, he would never be as good as his sister.

Love cannot.

Only hate.

Desperate and bitter hate.

Only then can he concentrate all his thoughts on him.

In order to make him the only one in his eyes.

Yan Yuxiu narrowed his eyes, thousands of emotions were surging in his eyes, they gradually sank under the gloomy divine light, as dark as an abyss, and finally he suppressed them calmly.

Sad to say, if it was him in the past, he would gladly accept this person's hatred, and even feel that it is a more existential emotion than love, strong, painful, and never-ending.

It was like a cold scalpel, thin and sharp, peeling off the flesh little by little, and inserted into the heart. The blood was hot and thick, telling him with this kind of bewitching sin that was almost tired to death, that he existed and lived.

And now.

He has become cowardly.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Ci got up, picked up his coat and went out.

Half an hour later, he pushed open the door and put the packed meal on the table in his hand, "Have you eaten yet?"

Yan Xixiu glanced at it, and it was for two people.

"No."

Feng Ci laid out the meals one by one.

"I didn't mean to blame you."

He was just angry, but he didn't know who to be angry with, he could only be angry with himself.

He even wondered if he would be born again, just by borrowing A Yu's life.

Feng Ci handed the chopsticks to Yan Yuxiu, "Just treat me as emotionally unstable and go back after eating."

Yan Yuxiu stared at him with burning eyes, "Just believe in my luck."

Feng Ci raised his eyes and glanced at him, purely at a loss, "Is your luck better?"

Yan Yuxiu choked on these words, her long eyelashes drooped, "Then what do you believe in me?"

This man once said he believed him, categorically.

Feng Ci took a bite, "I believe you can kill the protagonist."

Lin Bai is, Gong Jun is, and Lin Qingyue is too.

He suspected that only this one person could kill them all.

But there must be an exchange in everything, and the balance will never completely tip over one side. The word price has never been said casually.

Feng Ci took a deep breath. He really didn't expect that Yan Yuxiu would do such a thing after knowing the maliciousness of the world's will. Originally, he could stay out of this matter.

Lin Qingyue, one of the protagonists, was really killed, who knows what will happen next.

And whether A Yu can wake up is still unknown.

He really didn't have any appetite, seeing Yan Xixiu kept looking at him, with a little helplessness hidden in his long and narrow eyes, as if he didn't know what to say or what to do.

But I don't know how to describe it, this Yan Xixiu looks unexpectedly innocent?

Feng Ci looked at him for a few seconds, feeling his heart being scratched slightly.

After a while, he opened his mouth, "Aren't you hungry?"

Yan Yuxiu shook her head, "I'm not hungry."

Feng Ci glanced at the almost untouched food, "Don't waste it."

Yan Xixiu lowered his head to eat.

Feng Ci sat across from him, just like feeding a child, and kept feeding him vegetables while asking, "You really don't have any taboos?"

Yan Xixiu nodded and ate quietly.

In fact, he does not eat a lot of food. He has always controlled his diet very regularly and strictly, and he never eats too much. Regarding this point, the people in charge around him strictly enforce it.

Just like what Feng Ci once watched, picky, cleanliness, paranoia and severe late stage.

No matter how you look at it, it is not easy to feed.

But in front of Fengci.

"It's easier to raise than Ayu," Feng Ci murmured. Ayu is not someone who eats whatever he feeds. Of course, the most important reason is that Ayu was also a little angel who never refused to come when he was a child. Until, Ate into the hospital.

Later, A Yu obeyed the doctor's advice and stayed away from his brother who was carrying dangerous food. As long as it was cooked by him, every bite would be pity and charity.

But even if it wasn't for his cooking, with A Yu's appetite, he wouldn't be able to eat much.

Feng Ci has always felt that he and Lu Qingyang are the same type of dad, and they both have a precious cat.

Therefore, the unexpected performance of the person in front of him greatly aroused Feng Ci's naive thoughts in this regard. He rested his chin on his fingers, and kept his gaze on the man, "Eat slowly."

Yan Xixiu met his gaze, and finished the food slowly.

The whole posture is elegant and calm, completely pleasing to the eye, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"I am full?"

"Ah."

Feng Ci glanced at his still flat stomach, the appetite was still good, he could keep it, he packed his things, "When are you going back?"

It's getting late now.

Yan Yuxiu frowned slightly, looking a little uncomfortable, "Stomach is uncomfortable."

Feng Ci subconsciously said, "It just so happens that this is a hospital, go see a doctor."

Big Boss, "..."

He raised his eyes, looked at Feng Ci quietly, without saying a word.

That look.

Unspeakable grievance.

Feng Ci put on a serious face, "You see, I'm useless, I'm not a doctor."

Yan Yuxiu lowered his head slightly, and his hair hung down a little on his forehead. He seemed a little inadvertently weak when he usually looked at indifferent and serious people. He pursed his lips, "It's okay, I'll be leaving in a while."

Feeling like a bully.

Feng Ci checked the time, it was past ten o'clock.

He walked over, pressed the man's shoulder, "sit down."

Yan Yuxiu obediently sat on the sofa.

Feng Ci sat next to him, "Did you last?"

"Ah."

Feng Ci put his hand on his stomach and rubbed it.

The fiery temperature of the young man's palm invaded along with his movements, with a bit of unconscious gentleness.

Yan Yuxiu's heart also melted and collapsed like an iceberg, it was completely soft.

He turned his eyes sideways to look at Feng Ci's neat side face, his long eyelashes cast a small shadow at the corner of his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were not clear.

Maybe it was because the atmosphere was too gentle, Feng Ci suddenly had the desire to speak, "Actually, the most gentle beauty I've ever seen is my mother."

He thought for a while, took out his phone, rummaged through it for a long time, found a photo from a locked album, and showed Yan Xixiu the evidence.

The photo is very clear. The gentle beauty in a plain long dress is standing under the tree, the sun is sinking, the sky is smoggy like fire, the leaves are wide and thick, the beauty's black hair is loosely tied up, and her smile is light and reserved.

She looked at the man who took the picture, her eyes were strange, her demeanor was elegant and generous, and she was vaguely ashamed.

He's like showing off, "Isn't it beautiful?"

Yan Yuxiu's gaze paused for a moment, "Well, your father has a good eye."

"I also think, so far, I haven't seen anyone more beautiful than her," Feng Ci cut the photo apart, "When I was young, I swore to my dad that I would find someone prettier than my mother, but after so many years. "

He spread his hands, "Totally hopeless."

Yan Yuxiu smiled, "Is this the reason why you don't fall in love?"

Feng Ci put away the phone, "Half and half."

"She left so early, I can't remember it anymore," he leaned back, "At that time, I didn't know what dystocia was. younger sister."

"Ah Yu was very difficult to raise when I was a child, and my dad didn't know how to cook, so he didn't care about me. Basically, what Ayu ate was what I ate," Feng Ci clicked his tongue with a sad expression on his face, "I almost starved to death at that time. gone."

Yan Yuxiu frowned, "Your father doesn't hire a nanny?"

"It seems to have been invited," Feng Ci recalled carefully, "and then left, because he will soon become an all-round daddy, who can do everything and doesn't need other people."

Yan Xixiu coughed, "So that's how it is."

Feng Ci was inexplicable, "What kind?"

Yan Yuxiu shook her head, "It's nothing."

Feng Ci didn't think much about it, "He knows everything, there is nothing he doesn't know and can't do, it's amazing."

Yan Yuxiu looked at him, and hummed lightly.

"You miss him very much."

Feng Ci lowered his eyes, without retorting, "A little bit, I didn't even see him for the last time."

His voice was very soft, as if deliberately alienating his emotions.

This is the first time Yan Yuxiu has listened to Fengci to reveal his heart, which is hidden deep in his heart and no one can mention it.

In the past, he didn't say a word, he was in pain and he didn't even grunt, because everyone was gone, he only had a little softness left, the last retreat.

At that time, Feng Ci was ruthless and reckless.

Because he doesn't care about life and death.

Yan Yuxiu can keep anyone, but it doesn't necessarily include lunatics who have stepped into the limit of death.

And now, Feng Ci was sitting beside him, defenseless.

In a chatty tone, he said something in his heart that he would not even mention in front of A Yu.

He sees him as someone he trusts, someone who can mention these things.

He regards him as someone who can share his thoughts.

Yan Yuxiu only felt distressed, he stretched out his hand and slowly hugged Feng Ci.

I am sorry.

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