I, Qinghuan

Eight in the morning.

Qing Huan woke up leisurely, moved her thigh a little, and felt pain all over her body, especially in a certain unspeakable place.She took a small breath, turned her head, and looked at the woman next to her who chose to stay in bed after six o'clock.

Nan Yang slept on her stomach, without any clothes on, and the quilt only covered her lower back.

Along the top of the thick cotton quilt is a slender waist, and two delicate waists are evenly dotted in the soft and tough place, and then upwards is a smooth jade-like outline, with undulating and smooth lines, like mountains and seas.Carefully stretching out her hand, fingertips slowly caressed the cold and delicate skin, as if the moonlight was shining through the snow, bringing the fit and harmony of the wind dancing.

Qing Huan caressed her bare back earnestly, turned her eyes inadvertently, and caught a few ibuprofen scattered on the bedside table.

I remembered last night again.

Nan Yang was very gentle to her, so gentle that it was the first time for her, but the two words she said most to Nan Yang were "force".It turns out that sex, whether it's the active one or the enjoyable one, is highly addictive.For the first time, she knew that her body could still have such a wonderful rhythm. The feeling of being forced to a critical point and about to break made her instantly understand why such an indifferent person like Nan Yang couldn't help but cry out. Voice.

She didn't know how to be satisfied when she had sex, and pestered Nan Yang, asking her to want herself, time and time again.

She was so involved that she completely forgot that Nan Yang's hand still had a hidden disease.Seeing her eagerness, Nan Yang couldn't use his left hand, so he could only use his right hand with missing muscles and bones.During the process, Nan Yang sweated a lot, and her eyes were always entwined with broken desires and pain, but she hid it well, and when she couldn't suppress the pain, she just turned her head away to prevent Qing Huan from seeing her expression, saying a dull Hmph never issued.

After it was over, Nan Yang silently took out the ibuprofen from the side drawer, and it was only then that Qing Huan discovered her abnormality.

Her right hand couldn't even bend its fingers, and it kept trembling nervously. The water on her fingertips reflected the cool night, shaking violently like a dying fish.

Qing Huan was so distressed that she hugged her and kept saying sorry.Nan Yang just touched her sweat-drenched curly hair and said softly: "It's all my fault, my hands are not good."

Qing Huan hurriedly said: "You are not bad, you are good everywhere."

Nan Yang was silent for a while, and said, "I will exercise my left hand well in the future."

"It's okay." Qing Huan hugged her tightly, buried her hot face in the hollow of her shoulder, "I...I can move by myself."

Nan Yang still looked guilty, staring at his right hand for a long time without speaking.

Qing Huan will never forget those innocent eyes staring at her right hand just once.

So sad, and so distressing.

She pulled up a section of the quilt to cover Nan Yang's back, and tucked the corners of the quilt into place by rubbing it around with her fingertips.Although she is still a little unwell, she has to get up now, and Nan Yang will wake up in a while, and she must have breakfast.

Qing Huan got dressed, washed up, packed up the leftover lunch boxes and vegetables on the table last night, put them in a big garbage bag and carried them out.When closing the door, she thoughtfully hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob, lest the cleaning lady enter by mistake and disturb the rest of the people inside.

There is a morning market on the pedestrian street next to the hotel, and there are stalls for various special breakfasts. The pedestrian street in the ancient city is very down-to-earth, even in such a prosperous road, the decoration is still simple and simple with blue bricks and white tiles.The long chimney leans out at a bend, blowing out one after another of white smoke. Below the chimney are scattered small tables. Many people who work in the morning shift sit on low benches and eat together in twos and threes. Hu spicy soup and meat clip mo.

Qing Huan went to buy soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks, and when she went to another shop to buy steamed buns, she unexpectedly ran into Qi Yi and Ming Wan Cheng who were having breakfast there.

Both Qi Yi and Ming Wancheng turned their backs to her, no one noticed her coming.She walked over quietly with a smile on her face, and from a long distance away, she heard Cheng Ming night reciting ancient poems to Qi Yi stutteringly.

And Qi Yi lowered his head, holding a bun in one hand and a red pen in the other, correcting an assignment written by Cheng Cheng tomorrow night.

"Xiao Yi, Ah Cheng." Qing Huan greeted them.

The two turned their heads at the same time, Ming Wancheng's originally sad face immediately smiled: "Master? Are you coming to have breakfast too?"

"No, I'll take it home to eat." Qing Huan pointed in the direction of the hotel, indicating that Nan Yang did not follow.

Qi Yi pulled up a small bench, "Come and sit for a while."

"Stop sitting," Qing Huan shook her head, "If you go back late, your things will be wet."

"Hey, you really put your boss Nan at ease," Qi Yi pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Then we won't keep you anymore, thank you for the special products you sent last night, very good eat."

Tomorrow night, Cheng nodded desperately with a bun in his mouth: "Yes, it's delicious!"

Qi Yi said again: "By the way, there is nothing to do today. Let's go to the supermarket together in the afternoon, shall we? After all, we will be on the train in two days. For a journey of three days and two nights, we must buy something to prepare. Me and Ah Cheng was planning to go shopping this afternoon yesterday, do you want to go together?"

"Okay," Qing Huan agreed without hesitation, "I'll go back and ask Nan Yang later, if she is willing, I have no problem."

"Okay, then you can go back." Qi Yi waved her hands.

"Be careful, both of you, Ah Cheng is an entertainer after all, so be careful not to be recognized."

Qi Yi smiled.

"To tell you the truth, the two of us have been sitting here for an hour," Qi Yi clicked his tongue twice, and looked pitifully at Ming Wancheng, who was downcast, "No one recognized her."

Cheng is not well-known tomorrow night. The filming of "God Dance" is over, but unfortunately it hasn't been released yet. There is no scene of her in the announcement of "Honeymoon Together", so she really can't attract the attention of passers-by now.

"It's you," Qi Yi looked at Qing Huan, "Big star, if you stand here longer, it's hard to say."

Qing Huan stopped chatting, simply said goodbye, and went back to the hotel with a hot morning.

When she entered the door, Nan Yang was brushing her teeth in the bathroom. As soon as the door opened, she could smell the aroma of rice keenly. With her toothbrush in her mouth, she turned her head and glanced at Qing Huan.

"In the afternoon, let's go shopping with Xiaoyi and Acheng to buy something to eat on the train, okay?" Qing Huan asked.

Nan Yang hummed obediently.

"I heard that the Big Wild Goose Pagoda Square is very interesting. I checked it out, and it's only two kilometers away from our hotel. Shall we go shopping in the afternoon?"

"Ah."

After Nan Yang washed up, she walked to the table and sat down, watching Qing Huan put breakfast in front of her bit by bit.

"Does your hand still hurt?" Qing Huan looked at her right hand resting on her knee.

Nan Yang shook his head.

Although she shook her head, Qing Huan still didn't let her take the chopsticks, but fed her herself.Nan Yang resisted a little at first, and seemed to think it was inappropriate, but Qing Huan gave her a look, and she didn't say anything, and she opened her mouth obediently to eat whatever Qing Huan fed.

After breakfast, both of them were still a little tired, so they lay down on the bed and rested.

Nan Yang was leaning on the bed and watching Kindle, Qing Huan was nestling in her arms playing with her mobile phone, the two chatted up from time to time, the silence was not embarrassing, but rather comfortable.

When the time was almost up, Qing Huan went to the sink to put on makeup, and Nan Yang also started to get dressed.

Everything is in order.

When Nan Yang was buttoning the white shirt, his eyebrows suddenly trembled violently, his body shook violently, his fingertips slipped, and his nails almost scratched the skin.

here we go again……

Why……

Why at this time?

Nan Yang clenched her teeth tightly, dizzy in front of her eyes, and hurriedly braced herself by the bed to prevent herself from falling down.She took a deep breath, resisting the severe pain in her heart, and forgot to breathe for a long time.

After a while, she stood up with difficulty and walked slowly to the door of the bathroom.

"Qinghuan."

She controlled the tremor in her voice.

Qing Huan was focusing on drawing eyeliner, did not look at Nan Yang's expression, and only responded, "What's wrong?"

"Would you be unhappy if you were asked to go shopping with Ah Cheng and the others alone?"

Nan Yang's tone was very careful.

Qing Huan lowered her head and closed the lid of the eyeliner, and replied casually: "Didn't you agree to go, of course I want to be with you."

"……Um."

Nan Yang pursed her lips and said nothing more.

After Qing Huan packed up, they held hands and went downstairs to join Qi Yi Mingwan Cheng. They put on their masks and went to the nearest Yonghui Supermarket to make purchases, and then went to the Big Wild Goose Pagoda Square two kilometers away.

Nan Yang was wearing a mask, only showing a pair of emotionless eyes, maybe she also had such a bland look in normal times, so everyone didn't notice any difference in her today.

But soon, Qing Huan discovered that something was wrong with her.

Nan Yang has been touching his left chest intentionally or unintentionally. Sometimes his fingers will stay there for a while, and sometimes he will leave after rubbing lightly.

Qing Huan picked up a pack of compressed biscuits and put them in the shopping cart, looked at Nan Yang suspiciously, and asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"

"I am fine."

Nan Yang replied calmly.

Tomorrow night, Cheng slowly brought a cart of snacks over, with a smile on his face: "Master, Patriarch, do you want to buy anything else?"

"Buying so many snacks, you have to use a sack to carry it on the train, right?" Qing Huan said with a smile.

"Take these back in a while, and distribute them to you and Teacher Ziyanbai." Tomorrow night Cheng lay on the shopping cart, dangling like a child. Preparing for the game was hard work."

"You are really fraternal." Qi Yi took a board of Wahaha and threw it on top of the shopping cart.

Smiling lightly, she turned her head and asked Nan Yang, "Look, is there anything else you want to buy? Motion sickness medicine, hats, sunglasses or something."

Nan Yang shook his head.

"Then let's go to checkout, put our things in the car, and then go to Big Wild Goose Pagoda Square."

As Qing Huan said, she pushed up the shopping cart and walked towards the cashier. After taking two steps, the hand holding the shopping cart was held down by another slender hand.

She looked at Nan Yang who was holding her, "What's wrong?"

"I... have something to do, so I can't accompany you."

When Nan Yang spoke, her voice was a little fuzzy, and she bit her tongue habitually under force, and her mouth was bloody at the moment.

Up to now, it is her limit.

"What's the matter?" Qing Huan asked subconsciously.

Nan Yang's throat slid up and down, and others only thought she swallowed saliva, but no one knew that what she swallowed was a mouthful of blood.

"Private business."

She couldn't say any more words now.

Qing Huan frowned, her eyes were a little disappointed, but she also said: "Okay, then... when will you come back?"

"……night."

"Well, then I'll leave with Ah Cheng and the others. You stay safe by yourself. Call me if you need anything."

"Ah."

Qing Huan took a last look at her, still a little confused, but Nan Yang said it was a private matter, obviously he didn't want to ask him any more.She understands that no matter how close the relationship is, it is necessary to leave a private space for the other party, so she stopped asking, and forced herself to focus on the next itinerary, catching up with Ming Wancheng and Qi Yi.

Nan Yang watched her go to the cashier, walked silently through the non-shopping aisle, avoided the elevator they would pass by, and went downstairs step by step through the safe aisle.

After coming out of the mall, she took a taxi.The master asked her where she was going, and she asked the master, which is the nearest hospital.The master said it was Haojing City Hospital, and she said, then go here.

On the way in the taxi, she sent a message to Sun Xuxue, telling her to come to Haojing immediately and find herself in the city hospital.

After arriving at the destination, she paid the master with a normal expression, got out of the car with her back straight, took off her mask, and walked into the gate of the city hospital.

Only one step into the door.

She finally let go of the inner breath that had been holding her for two hours, knelt down on one knee, her right hand was convulsing violently, her left hand was tightly covering her heart, and the corners of her nose and lips overflowed with dazzling and terrifying blood.

The shoulders that had always been upright swayed, and fell softly, like a mountain collapsing and a statue breaking.The blood gushing from her mouth and nose quickly spread, swallowing her who was already limp on the ground into endless darkness.The bright red wet marks crazily climbed onto her snow-white shirt, like countless pairs of bloody withered hands protruding from hell, dragging her, pulling her, and pulling her into the abyss of eternal night.