love poisoning

The establishment of a new relationship is often accompanied by the breaking of old ones.

As I became more "intimate" with the Watanabe brothers, the brothers began to avoid each other, especially in my presence.

There were almost no cars on the road in the middle of the night, and Kaede Watanabe took me to the hospital silently all the way. In the dark night, the lights of the hospital ward building were shining brightly, and the whiteness was particularly permeating.

"Go, he's here." Kaede Watanabe drove the car to the door of the building, and looked at the nurse who came out of the door without turning his eyes. The cold breath made him as cold as the night.

The little nurse was very "sensible" and stood 3 meters in front of the car and stopped approaching. The people here of Akira Watanabe understand the "rules".

Seeing that he didn't look at me and didn't talk anymore, I just unfastened my seat belt and was about to get out of the car, but just when my hand touched the doorknob, he suddenly grabbed my shoulder and took me from the passenger side to his side.

I sat on his lap and looked up at him inexplicably. His gloomyness and indifference made me not know what to say. He closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment. Finally, he opened the driver's door and let me get out of the car.

The sound of the accelerator pedal mixed with the light of the headlights, flashed by, and the car roared away like flying.

I sighed softly, passed by the little nurse who had been waiting in the distance, and walked in without saying hello or stopping, she smiled naturally, seeing that I ignored her, she followed me quietly .

No matter what Kaede Watanabe experienced "over there", at least he came back "completely". As his father's most powerful military adviser and general, the "preferential benefits" that the Watanabe brothers received were not limited to just this little bit.

Perhaps it is because his father has always been too eccentric that Xixi is more and more unwilling to be just a pawn of his father, unwilling to work for him desperately and make wedding dresses for others.

In fact, the Luo family, like us, is a pawn at the mercy of our father. Although Luo Yu is not dead, even if Watanabe has superb medical skills, he can only let him spend the rest of his life like a disabled person.

The little nurse accompanied me for a short walk, and then stopped, because further inside, all the "special" patients lived, and non-special personnel were not allowed to approach.

Outside Luo Yu's ward, Luo Chen was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall opposite the door. Even though it was a long distance away, I could clearly feel his collapse at the moment.

I stopped and looked at this sad picture from a distance. Once upon a time, I also experienced this heart-wrenching feeling.Xixi, if you didn't die, but lived in such a "crippled" way, would I feel better than now?

"Run out with wet hair?"

Akira Watanabe's sarcastic voice came from behind. I was startled by his sudden voice. Just as I was about to turn around, those warm hands had passed through my hair and wrapped around my shoulders. I leaned into his arms.

There was a faint smell of blood on his body. Under the white doctor's coat and the surgical gown hadn't had time to change, I leaned on his shoulder and felt that he stretched out his hand to cover my eyes. Tears flowed, and the cheeks suddenly became cool.

"he...…"

"It's already a miracle to be alive. The probability of waking up is extremely low. Only God can decide how long the vital signs can last."

I pulled his hand down and raised my head to look at him. Under the rimless glasses, the gaze that met me was gentle and firm, completely different from my bleakness and helplessness.

"Luochen is very dissatisfied with this action. Don't get close to him for the time being. If you want to comfort him, come back later, huh?" Akira Watanabe said as he walked and walked around with his arms around me. He blocked the entrance to the ward. The direction is face to face with me.

"Can dissatisfaction make Luo Yu wake up?" I shook my head and muttered, pushed him away, turned around and walked out.

This is why I don't like the Watanabe brothers. They are too sensible and cold, as if everything else is superfluous except each other, and the accident can be considered first in everything, even if it is our closest relatives in the relationship.

"Whether Luo Yu can wake up or not is unknown, but whether he will lose his life is not so unpredictable."

I turned around and looked at Akira Watanabe who was leaning against the wall a few steps away, he turned his head and glanced at Luo Chen's direction, "You know, he has always been intolerable..."

My father has never tolerated betrayal, I know that, but "Luo Chen won't!"

The reason why my father never liked Xixi was probably because he was too rebellious. His subconscious resistance and rebellion made his father afraid, but Luochen would not!He has always obeyed his father's words. For so many years, he has been the most powerful killer under his father's command. His father has no reason to give up on him, let alone force him to rebel.

Watanabe Akira heard my words, and immediately pulled out a weird smile, "Luo Chen can't? What about you?"

Although it was his murmur-like voice, I could hear it clearly. What do you mean by that?

Akira Watanabe raised his head and looked at the pure white light tubes on the ceiling. The corridor of the hospital looked very gloomy and cold because of this pale color, "You seem to be eager to climb into my brother's bed?" After speaking, he turned his head Looking at me, he asked me self-deprecatingly and lonelyly, "Does he treat you tenderly?"

This is another question that left me speechless. I went to Kaede Watanabe because he brought back important news. Compared with the person who I took the initiative to go home and forcibly detained me for several months, it is interesting for you to mock me like this ?

I secretly sighed, do you really want to "contrast"?Two brothers who knew each other liked me, but were able to tolerate each other to the point of being with me without a care, two lunatics, no, maybe three.

The white figure in front of you is getting closer and closer, what do you want to do?Continue to taunt me?

You always have your own unique vision, and you can explain your truth in one sentence, which makes me struggle between epiphany and obsession.

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