He said he doesn't love me

Nanjiang First Hospital, outside the emergency operating room.

The other three members of the Sun family hurried over, followed by the two members of the Tang family and Li Cheng. The corridor instantly became lively, and several people chattered and asked Sun Qi, but Sun Qi seemed to be dumb and didn't say a word.

"Brother, please say something! Who made Tang Yihe like this?" Sun Li panicked. Tang Yihe was injured like this, could it be that Xiao'er was kidnapped? !

"Yes, big brother, please tell me!" Sun Qing circled around Sun Qi, anxiously: "Where is the youngest? Didn't you say you found the youngest?"

Tang Lele looked around and indeed did not see Sun Yichu. He could not help but feel curious and asked, "My brother is injured, so how come he, as the younger brother, is nowhere to be seen?"

"Brother, please tell me!" Sun Yan hated this taciturn guy. Sun Yichu was not found, and now Tang Yihe was lying in the hospital for rescue, but he didn't say a word. Who was he trying to make anxious? !

Finally, Sun Qi couldn't stand it anymore and simply threw out the depth charge. He cleared his throat and said, "Sun Yichu stabbed the person."

"Yichu stabbed...what?!" Sun Yan's eyes almost popped out of his head in shock. He raised his eyes and glanced around before whispering, "Brother, did you say the name correctly? How could it be Yichu who stabbed him?"

Sun Qi looked at the men and spoke again, "He was the one who stabbed the person. We will have to wait for Tang Yihe to come out to find out what happened."

They were far away, and the incident happened suddenly. By the time they reacted, the knife had already stabbed into the body.

Tang Lele was confused.

Li Cheng was also stunned. The two looked at each other and saw ten thousand question marks in each other's eyes.

Who is Sun Yichu?

That person is the treasure in Tang Yihe's hand. Tang Yihe has always protected him in her arms and would not let him suffer any hardship!

How could he personally beat his brother so badly that he had to go to the emergency room? !

How can it be? !

But Sun Qi didn't look like he was lying, and there was indeed no news about Sun Yichu at the moment.

Now, everyone fell silent, and no one said a word.

An hour later, the operating light went out and Tang Yihe was transferred to the ward, but she was still unconscious.

Tang Anan frowned and leaned over to look at his face carefully. The pain in her eyes could not be hidden. "Why did he do that for no reason?"

Tang Yihe was so good to him, what qualifications did he have to take action? ! What qualifications did he have? !

"I don't know either. We are far away. We can only know when he wakes up." Sun Qi sighed and looked at the phone helplessly. Even though the screen was black, he was fascinated by it.

He didn't know what Sun Yichu had said to Tang Yihe, and why he suddenly attacked. The only person who knew was now unconscious, and the other person was nowhere to be found...

It was dead silent here, but in another corner of Nanjiang, a big drama was taking place.

The wind was howling, and a young man climbed over the wall into the courtyard as the night deepened.

This is a farmhouse that has been abandoned for a long time and no one has set foot here for a long time.

"pat..."

The young man didn't know what he stepped on, and there was a crisp sound. He frowned and squatted down to touch it, but he only touched a dry branch.

Po...is back home.

The young man looked at the bright moon in the distance. His goal was obviously to leave, but now, he couldn't feel happy at all.

If he wakes up, will he hate himself?

It will.

The young man went into the room and tried to light the candle, but after several attempts, his hands were shaking. He no longer saw those resentful faces, and heard no more ugly curses.

Those faces were replaced by Tang Yihe's smiles, and the voices were replaced by Tang Yihe's soft whispers, but he felt unprecedented loneliness and fear.

How can I……

I……

"Snapped!"

The candlestick fell to the ground, splashing a lot of dust. The long-untended floor suddenly became clean in a small area, and upon closer inspection, it was still stained with plump teardrops.

The young man sat on the ground helplessly, not caring about the dust and garbage on the ground. His mind was now filled with Tang Yihe's calls of brother and words of protection...

He won't want me anymore...

It seems that they are right.

Everyone who gets close to me will be in trouble.

He suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky, as if he was not the one crying just now.

Sun Ran...

You should have known that.

Su Ran is dead, why are you still alive...

It's obviously you who should die!

The summer night breeze is always mixed with a touch of sadness, and tonight's is even more so.

Sun Yichu lifted his clothes and wiped his face, then climbed onto the bed after taking a breath. But he could not feel any warmth, and all he could touch was the unpleasant smell of dust and decay.

Ten years, Abao, I have no home...

He fell into a deep sleep wrapped in a moldy quilt. When the first rays of morning sunlight shone into the room, Sun Yichu struggled to get up.

"Cough cough..."

In his haste last night, he didn't notice a shrunken mouse lying not far from him. The rotten smell came from there. Sun Yichu frowned and threw the mouse out, then got out of bed to find something to eat.

But as soon as he stood up, he fell into the quilt. At once, the unpleasant smell rushed into his nose, with the disgusting smell of mold, which made him vomit immediately.

He reached for his phone to check the time, but it was empty.

Yes, he brought nothing with him but two knives.

Now it is in the cemetery.

He suddenly lost the strength to get up, and just lay there, allowing the sunlight to become more and more dazzling, and allowing his breathing to become heavier and heavier.

The quilt under the pillow was already wet, and the slightest movement caused the torn cotton wool to rise.

So dirty.

Sun Yichu sniffed and threw the quilt out, along with the moldy pillow and sheets, leaving nothing behind.

Soon, only the bare bed board was left under him. Perhaps God liked to play a joke on him, for as soon as he sat down, the bed board split in two.

This time, he finally couldn't help but burst into tears. All the things that had been pent up for many years and that he was always unable to express, including what was happening now, were vented out.

elder brother……

elder brother……

After being depressed for an unknown period of time, the young man calmed down. There were bright red blood flowers scattered around his hands, each of which was his atonement, each of which was his apology.

"Squeak-"

A gust of wind blew open the wooden window that had long lost its function. Sun Yichu opened his mouth and covered the wound, then stood up and tried to close the window.

But before he could move, there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside the door.

He quickly retreated into a cabinet nearby, but the door had already been broken and could not block anything. Sun Yichu's eyes kept turning around, wondering how anyone could come here when he was the only one who knew about this place.

This is Su Ran’s home, his and Su Ran’s home.

No strangers allowed!

The wound in his mouth was bleeding profusely, but he seemed not to feel any pain and continued to hold it tightly, as if the wound was not on him.

The footsteps were getting closer, but after waiting for a long time, no one came in.

"Strange, I just saw it, where is my cat?"

The man murmured something softly, turned around and left.

Sun Yichu breathed a sigh of relief. The man must have been looking for his pet and left when he couldn't find it. He breathed a sigh of relief, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and dripped onto the ground. He glanced at it and wiped his mouth irritably.

When the footsteps could no longer be heard, Sun Yichu finally came out of the closet. He looked around and finally found a relatively clean piece of clothing in the closet at the bottom of the box.

He changed his clothes, tore his own clothes into strips and bandaged the wound, then hurried away.

The sun was already high above his head, and he glanced at it, thinking that it should be almost noon. His stomach growled, and he looked around, but in the end he decided not to pick up garbage to eat.

Sun Yichu wandered aimlessly in this area, and then followed the water flow to the stream. Not far away there was a large patch of green leaves dotted with red fruits.

He walked over, carefully identified it, picked the fruit and put it in his mouth. Su Ran had given him this sweet and sour fruit before, and it was said to be called wild raspberry.

Now that he was cornered, he didn't care about cleaning. He hadn't eaten anything since yesterday. If he continued to be so particular, he would probably starve to death.

When almost all the fruits here were eaten by him, he remembered the purpose of his leaving.

Sun Yichu walked to the stream and drank two sips of water, then looked up in a certain direction and left. He walked through the streets and alleys and finally stopped at a corner.

Looking up, I saw an abandoned primary school in front of me, Yali.

It was the school where he and Tang Lele met, and it was also the place he was most reluctant to mention.

Sun Yichu looked at the door deeply, pushed it gently, and the door opened.

“……” There’s no need to close it. No one will go in anyway.

He curled his lips and walked in. The teaching building had collapsed, and the places with his memories were also buried underneath, reduced to ashes.

But he couldn't be happy.

Sun Yichu licked his lips, picked up a handful of sand from the ground, and threw it towards the gate. The gate, which originally looked ordinary, actually slowly revealed some words after being soaked in the sand.

He reached out and carefully traced the words, some belonging to him, some belonging to Su Ran, and some were old.

But the dates around them were newly engraved. He withdrew his hand and stared at the words deeply.

The curve of his mouth gradually deepened. He was so arrogant, wasn't he just relying on us not being able to tell anyone? Now let's see who is really the thickest-skinned one!

Sun Yichu raised his hand to brush away the sand again, turned his head, and met the eyes of a man.

The man had black hair like ink, beautiful light golden pupils, skin as white as snow, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

It's him……

"Are you ready to take action?" the man asked. He stretched out his arm and showed Sun Yichu the wound. "He is so reckless. I can't stand it. Someone died a few days ago. I'm scared. Ah Ran, can you save us?"

Sun Yichu looked at his arm in silence. There was a clearly visible cigarette scar on it, exactly the same as the one on Su Ran's thigh.

He blinked, raised his finger and pointed at his neck, then shook his head slowly.

The man was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of anger: "You are injured?! Your brothers still don't want to take care of you?! Why? You are their only brother, why do they let you be abused with us?"

Sun Yichu pursed his lips and spread his hands. The man looked at him blankly and asked, "You want money?"

Fuck you!

Sun Yichu rolled his eyes, shook his head, and continued to spread his hands.

"...You won't do this to me..." The man's words became more and more outrageous, and Sun Yichu simply took out the phone from his bag himself.

After a burst of typing, the phone was returned to him. The man swallowed, looked down at the words on the phone, and his jaw almost dropped to his chest.