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The sun has set.

There was only a little afterglow left in the sky, and the room darkened.

Taking advantage of the last bit of light that came in from the window, Chen Yu looked at Xie Lang quietly, and collected all the expressions on Xie Lang's face.

I feel very uncomfortable.

But he didn't have time to take care of this distress, and the sore corners of his eyes, so he moved forward, raised his arms and hugged Xie Lang again, very hard.

The voice was firm and decisive, "I am not afraid of you, and I will not leave you."

"Really?" Xie Lang's last tear fell on Chen Yu's shoulder, "Then we have made an agreement, and we must do what we say."

"Well, it's agreed."

Xie Lang seemed relieved when he got a reassuring answer.

The extremely tired body finally couldn't hold it anymore, so he put his whole body weight on Chen Yu - he fell asleep.

Put Xie Lang back on the bed, tested his body temperature, Chen Yu changed a new towel, put it on his forehead, sat on the side of the bed and looked at Xie Lang for a while, then got up lightly, and took away the packaged Trash, leave the room.

Ji Mingan sat on the sofa, and when he saw Chen Yu coming out, he put out the cigarette, got up and opened the window to breathe.

"Sleeping again?"

"Ah."

"It's good if I can fall asleep," Ji Mingan looked at Chen Yu, and pointed to the two takeaways on the coffee table, "One is for you. I don't know what you like, so I just bought it."

"Thank you." Chen Yu walked over.

Ji Mingan waved his hands and stood up, "When Xie Lang wakes up, heat the other one up for him. By the way, you know how to use a microwave oven?"

"meeting."

Chen Yu still knows how to use the microwave oven.

"You can stay and take care of Xie Lang at night, can you?" Ji Mingan pressed his temples, pinched the bridge of his nose, showing his tiredness, "I wrote a song last night, and today I am taking care of Xie Lang again. I haven't slept until now, I want to go back Get some sleep as soon as possible."

Turning the topic around, I teased myself, "After all, I haven't caught up with my dearest, and being exhausted is not the result of my pursuit."

With a little joke, it finally made the lifeless atmosphere a little more lively.

Chen Yu wrapped a mouthful of noodles, swallowed it hastily, and nodded, "I will take good care of him."

Ji Mingan walked to the porch, put on his shoes, "Xie Lang's medicine is on the coffee table, he wakes up and tells him to take it, then I'll go first."

After sending Ji Ming'an away, Chen Yu quickly finished his dinner, called Ji Juan again, and told her to go back to her room if she didn't go back at night.

Chen Yu leaned against the edge of the bed and sat on the ground.

From the bedside table next to him, he took an unread book and opened it.

Halfway through the book, there was a blank piece of cardboard between the pages. Chen Yu thought it was just Xie Lang used it as a bookmark for marking, but when he was about to turn it over, he suddenly found that there was something written on the cardboard, and he erased it with an eraser. traces of going.

The imprint of those words is very deep.

Even if you don't use a pencil to smear, you can vaguely guess what the word is.

—I'm sorry to be human.

For a moment, Chen Yu's heart felt sore again.

He thought of the deep, hideous and winding scar on Xie Lang's left wrist.

Is this the case with Sharon?

No!

Xie Lang is the protagonist, he should have a halo, he should live vividly and dazzlingly, and he should be the object of worship of every student in No. 11.

This world, starting from the author's abandonment of the pit, Xie Lang, as the only protagonist on the scene, is heading for collapse.

His life changed.

From basking in the sun to falling into the dark.

How could he help Sheran?Does it mean that as long as he completes the route set by Xiao Shiqi, everything will return to the original?

Chen Yu thought about it, and wanted to call Xiao Shiqi out to ask for clarification, but before that——

"That was written when I was 16 years old, before committing suicide... Maybe it's a last word?" Xie Lang's hoarse, deep voice sounded.

Chen Yu turned his head abruptly, "Are you awake?"

Looking at the alarm clock next to the bed, only 3 hours had passed.

He stood up, "Are you hungry? Ji Mingan bought you porridge, I'll heat it up for you."

Xie Lang didn't answer, his pupils were black, as deep as an abyss under the sea, he quietly looked at Chen Yu, and asked softly, "Are you afraid?"

Chen Yu stopped, "I'm not afraid."

It is still a firm and resolute tone.

Suddenly returning to the bed, Chen Yu opened his arms, lowered his head and looked at Xie Lang, "Do you want to hug me again to confirm?"

Sharon shook his head.

"No need to confirm, I believe you."

His little fish's lying skills are too clumsy, and he can spot it at a glance.

Xie Lang patted the edge of the bed, "I don't want to eat, I'm not hungry, Xiaoyu sit down and chat with me."

"No," Chen Yu said with a stern face, rarely speaking in an orderly tone, "You must take it, and after you finish eating, you still need to take medicine."

He dropped a sentence, "You wait for me."

The porridge heated up quickly, and within 5 minutes, Chen Yu came in with it.

"Can I take it? Do you want me to feed you?" Xie Lang is still burning, but it's not so high, and the symptoms of soft hands and feet are still there.

Xie Lang didn't want to eat or move.

But facing Chen Yu's worried face, he couldn't say the words to refuse again.

He lowered his eyelids and took the bowl by himself, "I'll finish it."

"Then I'll get you medicine."

I hurried to the hall, picked up the medicine on the coffee table, filled another cup of warm water, and returned to the room again.

After Xie Lang finished his porridge and medicine, he looked at Chen Yu again.

Chen Yu finally sat down, his eyes fell on the cardboard he just turned out, he was silent for a few seconds, and said softly, "About your pain and sadness, would you like to tell me?

Perhaps, it would be more comfortable to say it, but it is very tiring to always hold it in my heart and endure it alone. "

Xie Lang really couldn't bear it anymore.

He endured and endured, from the past to the present.

He disguised himself with a sunny smile and paralyzed himself, as if he really lived in the sun and could live normally like a human being.

However, he met Fu Jingyuan again, and heard Fu Jingyuan say "I regret giving birth to you" to him again, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"My father, no... Xie Qi." The corners of Xie Lang's mouth curled up mockingly, his voice was dry and hoarse, "Before he met my mother, he had a lover, and the other party was an actor. Xie Qi's company was at the time In the rising stage, if you marry an actor, not only will it not be of any help to him, but you will also be passive and affected by the scandal. It happened that at that time, he met my mother, Fu Jingyuan.

My mother was born into a scholarly family, she was hailed as a child prodigy at a young age, and at the age of 18, she played in the Golden Hall. For Xie Qi, my mother is the most suitable candidate for marriage.

They got married soon and gave birth to me. Xie Qi was a showman and amorous. These shortcomings were exposed as his career and company stabilized. "

Chen Yu sat beside Xie Lang, listening quietly.

Xie Lang's tone was very light, without any ups and downs in emotion

"When I was three years old, my mother found out that Xie Qi had a lover outside, that actor, who also had a child, even older than me, and they never broke up. My mother somehow changed from a regular wife to a mistress. From then on, my My life has also been turned upside down. My mother is proud and arrogant, and she will never allow the other party’s children to surpass me. I must be good enough, and I must be the first in everything. I began to be assigned various courses, from morning to night... "

Three years old.

So small.

Chen Yu couldn't help but held Xie Lang's hand, as if conveying his courage and strength.

Xie Lang lowered his eyes, looked at the hand that Chen Yu took the initiative to shake, and after a while, he held it even tighter.

"At that time, only my grandpa loved me the most. I looked forward to seeing him very much every day, but when I was four years old, something happened. I was kidnapped by Xie Qi's competitor." His tone sank, tainted Sad, "That day I pestered my grandpa to take me to play, because he was too anxious, he didn't bring an asthma spray. When I was kidnapped, he chased the gangster for a long distance. When the asthma attack, there was no... no one see……"

Chen Yu's body had already started to feel cold.

He thought of Xie Lang's birthday, the sea in the early morning, and Xie Lang's body temperature as cold as Antarctic ice despite standing in the sun.

He opened his mouth, but his voice was stuck in his throat, he didn't know what to say to comfort Xie Lang.

Xie Lang closed his eyes, still holding Chen Yu's hand tightly.

"Later, my mother remarried. My stepfather was three years younger than my mother. He loved her very much. He loved me very much. My mother had a cold relationship with me because of my grandfather and my blood relationship with Xie Qi. Only he would Get up early and cook breakfast for me. Every time I pass the exam, they will praise me and prepare gifts for me.

On my birthday, it is clear that our family does not have the custom of eating longevity noodles, but he will definitely come into the kitchen and cook a bowl for me. "

Chen Yu looked at Xie Lang, and Xie Lang's eyes fell on the front, trying to pretend nothing had happened, but his lips were pale, and his muscles were completely tense due to desperate endurance.

The whole person is very subtle, trembling.

"But, when I was 13, Uncle Shi also left."

Xie Lang will always remember that heavy rain.

That day, he won the championship of the junior group piano competition. Shi Qian had promised a long time ago that if he won, he would celebrate for him.

He excitedly called Shi Qian, but Shi Qian was on a business trip in other cities and couldn't come back.

"I got angry with Uncle Shi, and I called him a liar, so he changed his itinerary and came back with a present for me." Xie Lang suddenly covered his face, crying uncontrollably, "Uncle Shi He rushed home, and couldn’t even wait for someone to pick him up at the airport, so he took a taxi and came back. On that day, it was raining heavily, and the driver skidded and hit the oncoming truck in order to avoid a father and son who ran a red light.”

Chen Yu was startled for a breath.

Unspeakable pain spread in my heart.

He stepped forward, hugged Xie Lang, and pressed Xie Lang's head on his shoulder.

"There is also Shi Jing, Shi Jing... He is also because of me. If I had taken care of him a little more that day, looked at him, and hadn't been provoked by the troublemakers and fought with them, Shi Jing wouldn't have worried about me and wanted to help me. I went to call someone, and accidentally ran onto the road."

"These misfortunes are all because of me, my mother really shouldn't have given birth to me."

"Xie Lang." After Chen Yu shouted, he said seriously, "No, it's not your fault."

The cause may have something to do with Xie Lang, but no one can predict the outcome.

It wasn't Shelan's fault, he was a victim too.

"You're just a human being, you can't predict anything."

Chen Yu hugged Xie Lang, patted him on the back, and stroked his head with the other hand, patting him lightly.

He didn't dare to think about how the young Xie Lang got over the loss of important relatives.

Just listening to it, he already felt very cold, bone-chilling.

Shelan is only 18 years old now.

A few years ago, he was not yet an adult, just a child.

How can he bear these.

He shouldn't have to bear this!

Xie Lang still had a fever and was still agitated. This would be really uncomfortable. He leaned on Chen Yu's shoulder, and the breath he exhaled was scorching hot.

Chen Yu quickly noticed Xie Lang's discomfort.

"Sharon, are you okay?"

Xie Lang gently moved his head, "It's okay."

Withdrawing from Chen Yu's arms, Xie Lang's cheeks and eyes were red, but his lips were bloodless and too white.

Chen Yu reached out to touch Xie Lang's forehead, and found that the temperature was still high, he hurriedly stuffed him into the quilt, then twisted a towel, wrapped it in an ice pack, and covered Xie Lang's forehead.

"I'll go find some alcohol and wipe your joints."

"Don't go." Xie Lang held Chen Yu's wrist and looked at him with attachment, "It's okay, just stay with me, just stay with me."