Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

In the end, she failed and successfully dragged Qi Yan to the examination room.

He had no choice but to drag Zuo Yu into the ward to count the losses and make a list.

I plan to compensate Shen Rao after he stabilizes.

Qi Yan stood outside the operating room, weighing the cell phone that was riddled with bullets. He pulled up his leather jacket and saw an imperceptible bullet hole in the inner pocket.

At that time, the bullet brushed past the waist and hit the center of the mobile phone screen.

She looked at the bullet hole and her eyes darkened.

Lindu City is not as peaceful as it seems.

……

At night, after the red light in the operating room went out.

The top floor of the Central Hospital returned to its previous cold and lonely state.

In the ward, under the warm yellow light.

The handsome man had his eyes closed and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

His brows were furrowed, his head was shaking slightly, and his dry thin lips were mumbling something unconsciously.

next second.

He suddenly opened his eyes, half sat up, looked around in confusion and fear, and clutched the pure white bed sheet tightly with both hands.

The blue meridians were bulging and the heart was beating rapidly.

Until I saw someone standing by the window looking out

At that moment, the air around seemed to be still.

In an instant, the restless mood was calmed and the clenched hands loosened.

Qi Yan looked back as if she realized something.

She was caught off guard and met those deep, bottomless black eyes, like a sufferer who had been thirsty for a long time and suddenly saw a source of water, staring at her longingly and heavily.

She was afraid that in the blink of an eye, she would disappear like a mirage in the desert.

Qi Yan tried her best to ignore the burning gaze and helped him hold the pillow.

"Don't get up yet, lie down."

Shen Rao pursed his lips and did as he was told.

But his black eyes were still staring at her without blinking.

Qi Yan sat down on the chair next to the bed and asked softly.

"Are there any discomforts?"

"Where have you been again?"

Shen Rao did not answer her question. He tilted his head with a blank look in his eyes.

The empty person is panicking.

"I thought you left me again..."

"When I woke up, I couldn't see you. I was so scared. I was afraid that everything that happened before was just a dream."

"When I wake up from the dream, you leave me in the reality without you again."

"When I woke up... I was thinking, even if I died for you, would you not even look at me?"

"..."

He was silent for a while, then continued slowly.

"Qi Yan, I just had a dream. I dreamed that I was dead, and you never came to sweep my grave... not even once..."

"I was sitting on the tombstone and thinking, it's better if you didn't come. I don't want to see you marry someone else and then come to my grave and say, this is my ex-boyfriend who died early..."

Shen Rao stared at the ceiling, muttering in a hoarse voice, and at the end, he laughed.

But that smile was full of bitterness no matter how you looked at it.

"..."

Qi Yan felt a little depressed and spoke after a few breaths.

"I'm sorry to have upset you."

As soon as she finished speaking, her hand that was resting on the edge of the bed was held by a large, cold hand.

He clenched it very tightly, as if he had just touched reality and was unwilling to let go. His body was trembling slightly, and he probably used up all his strength.

But it won't make Qi Yan feel uncomfortable.

He tried his best to suppress the trembling of his body, pulled her hand to his lips, and looked at her with his dark eyes.

Word by word.

"Qi Yan, I am very selfish. I saved you for my own selfish reasons. I thought you would never forget me in your life. I wanted to use this kindness to bind you and make you unable to look at anyone else..."

His greatest selfish desire was not expressed out loud.

That is, if it was Qi Yan lying on the hospital bed in the operating room, he would be in so much pain that he would not be able to survive.

"But when I woke up, I found that you were gone again. How could you be so heartless..."

"I am also a human being. My heart will be cold and I will feel sad. Can't I just ask for a little bit of your kindness, a little bit of your love, and a little bit of your concern?"

Shen Rao's voice gradually choked up, and hot tears flowed down the back of Qi Yan's hand.

He held her with his cold hands, and it seemed that only the tears that came out of his eyes were warm.

Qi Yan felt as if she had been burned, and her skin, which had been soaked by tears, was painful.

She could only say sorry over and over again.

He wiped the knuckle of his index finger, and his tears rolled down like beads from a broken string.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left. I'm sorry. Don't cry."

She was defeated in the end.

Defeated by Shen Rao's tears.

Coax him with gentle words.

But Shen Rao couldn't stop crying, like a child who had been wronged and finally someone was comforting him.

She cried so hard that she was out of breath, and she didn't care about the pain from the wound.

The eye circles and nose tip are extremely red.

"I thought you didn't want me anymore. You're such a bad guy. I almost died, but you didn't stay by my side. How could there be someone like you who wouldn't even come to see me even when I died..."

He made random accusations, his dark eyes blurred by mist and full of grievance.

Qi Yan pursed her lips, carefully passed the infusion tube around the back of his hand, gently hugged half of his body, and patted him to comfort him.

"It's my fault, please stop crying."

"Why can't you let me cry? I'll cry!"

Shen Rao rested his head on her shoulder, feeling aggrieved and angry.

After she said this, she couldn't stop crying.

Qi Yan had no choice but to go along with him and didn't dare to say much.

She didn't say anything, which made Shen Rao even more dissatisfied. He put his hand on her shoulder and spoke in a nasal voice.

"Why aren't you talking? Do you find my crying annoying and don't want me anymore?"

"..."

Qi Yan felt so miserable that she could only pat his back to smooth his fur.

"No, you're not annoying. You can cry if you want."

"What do you mean by crying whenever you want? Do you think I'm being unreasonable?"

"..."

Qi Yan's mind was a little confused.

She straightened up and wanted to see his expression, but he held her upper body tightly.

Shen Rao buried his face in the crook of her neck, greedily breathing in the familiar cold-toned pine scent, and said muffledly.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Let go first, I won't go there."

Qi Yan discussed it carefully.

But he wasn't buying it at all and nudged his way into her neck again, moving his lips so he could kiss her exposed skin.

"I don't believe you anymore, Qi Yan. You've abandoned me three times."

Once three years ago, once the last time he committed suicide, and once today.

"Third time is enough. You can't leave me again."

Qi Yan felt a little itchy and swallowed instinctively, and the muscles in the front of his neck moved.

Somewhat curious.

"What if it's more than three times?"

"If it exceeds three times, I will..."

Shen Rao hesitated for a long time.

Suddenly he realized dejectedly that he could do nothing.

I can't bear to give up, can't bear to use violence, and can't bear to coerce her.

Even his biggest ambition was that Qi Yan would not forget him and like him a little bit because of this incident.

He is so humble.

In this love, always look up.

Always craving for her charity.

The more Shen Rao thought about it, the more powerless and aggrieved he felt.

The hot tears overflowed again, soaking Qi Yan's shirt and neck.

Qi Yan felt his mood changing.

This time, Shen Rao's crying had no accusation or plea, only silent sobs.

Like a little animal that can only lick its wounds silently in the dark, pitiful and lonely.