night fades

Zhou Ning'an immediately smiled. He walked over and hugged a pillow and put it on the bed. He couldn't wait to put himself on it, as if he was afraid that Lin Ye would repent and drive him out again. He closed his eyes and said softly, "This one is very good."

Seeing Lin Ye, he smiled and went to the living room to take out his clothes to dry. When he came back, he lifted the quilt and got in. Not in a hurry to sleep, he habitually leaned against the bedside and played with his phone.

Nervously, Zhou Ningan opened his eyes to take a peek, and saw that the screen of his mobile phone was flickering violently, so he probably wasn't dating that person just now, so he calmed down a bit, covered his head under the quilt, secretly thinking, sure enough, people are greedy, and said Well, as long as I can be with Lin Ye, it's fine, but now I'm starting to get jealous without authorization.

After Lin Ye finished playing a game, seeing Zhou Ning'an wrapped himself in the quilt like a silkworm baby, he poked the quilt lightly, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, you can't sleep with the lights on?"

The quilt squirmed, and Zhou Ning'an poked out a small face from inside, shook his head and said, "It's okay, you can play, I don't sleep very well."

"Don't play anymore," Lin Ye turned off the phone and asked, "Are you busy tomorrow? Do you need to set the alarm?"

In order to come to see Lin Ye, Zhou Ning'an had already freed up the weekend, and since he didn't take medicine this time, he didn't think he would sleep for a long time, so he said, "No need, you can sleep more."

Lin Ye put the phone aside, turned off the light, and pulled the quilt cover over, and the two of them lay side by side in the quiet darkness.

Listening to Lin Ye's breathing, Zhou Ning'an knew that he was by his side. This realization made his palms sweat with excitement, but at the same time he felt extremely relaxed and safe.In fact, he always kept a light on when he slept, and the dark night had never brought him such a sense of security.

They were covered with the same quilt, and he was wearing Lin Ye's clothes, lying on Lin Ye's bed, surrounded by Lin Ye's breath, this feeling was even closer than when Lin Ye was inside him just now.At the same time, he felt a little uneasy, and always felt that something was missing.

Zhou Ning'an's heart was beating very fast. After Lin Ye turned over again, he mustered up the courage to ask, "Um... can't sleep, can you chat with me?"

Lin Ye turned to him and said in surprise, "You haven't fallen asleep yet, what do you want to talk about?"

Zhou Ning'an moved closer to him, and touched Lin Ye's arm tentatively. Now, the uneasiness just now was much reduced, and his heartbeat became more stable. Zhou Ning'an smiled in the dark, "You can talk about anything."

"Haha," Lin Ye laughed suddenly, as if he remembered something interesting, "Boss Zhou, that's what you seemed to tell me when you first met me."

"Really..." He seemed to know what Lin Ye was laughing at.

"Speaking of which, you hired me to chat. I haven't had a good conversation with you yet." Lin Ye stood up on his side with his arms propped up, and his arms moved out of Zhou Ning'an's easy reach. Zhou Ning'an could only see A silhouette of him was facing himself, with an expression of unknown expression.

He swallowed hard, not knowing how to respond to Lin Ye like this.

Listening to his silence, Lin Ye sighed softly, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I saw two packs of medicine in your pocket when I was drying your clothes just now. You don't look like it?"

Zhou Ningan's heart tightened. He didn't expect Lin Ye to see the medicine. He hadn't figured out how to explain it to Lin Ye, or even whether to explain it to Lin Ye. He didn't want Lin Ye to think he was mentally ill, let alone Lin Ye. I think he is pretending to be hypocritical.He hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's just depression. It's just being unhappy. It's not a disease. How can you see it but not see it?"

In fact, even Zhou Ning'an himself didn't think it was really a disease. If he hadn't been unable to eat or sleep for several weeks, he wouldn't have gone to see a doctor.Originally, he only took sleeping pills to force himself to fall asleep. It was not until he began to feel suffocation and too frequent suicidal tendencies that he started to take anti-depressant drugs under Dr. Xu's hard and soft tactics.

Zhou Ning'an didn't think he was sick, and the people around him wouldn't find out that he had such a serious mental illness.He is calm, decisive, strong, capable, and unreasonable. He does all his responsibilities to the best of his ability, and no one can find any faults.It's just that he himself can't find a reason to live.

Except for Lin Ye.

But now Lin Ye knew that he was sick, but he didn't know that he was the medicine.

"Hey, people, why are there so many problems in living well? Who can live without anything? But recently, more and more people have this disease, and I don't know what's wrong with people now." Lin Ye snorted, and Zhou Ning'an could imagine his slightly curled lips, a little bit of disdain, but his eyes narrowed like a smile without looking at it, a bit mocking, but not indifferent. "It seems to be especially popular among rich people?"

Zhou Ning'an's heart sank, and he smiled wryly after a while and said, "It's probably the rich who feel that something is wrong with them, and those who don't have money think that life is like this."

Most people think that making money can solve their problems, and the lucky ones find that this is indeed the case, and Zhou Ning'an's problem, even money can't solve it.

"It took all my strength to survive, so I don't have the strength to deal with other problems, indeed." Lin Ye sighed, but then asked: "But you have everything, so why are you unhappy? "

"Why do you say that I have everything?" Zhou Ning'an asked back, and said a little sourly: "The most I can say is that I have everything that money can buy."

And what I can't get, I can't get it anyway.

Speaking of this, Lin Ye couldn't hear the sadness here, but he didn't know if he was qualified to continue asking.So he stretched out his hand, wanting to touch him as comfort. Zhou Ning'an saw him stretch out his hand, and rolled along his arm into his arms. The night concealed his red eyes and pale face, but could not hide his wet cheeks. .

Lin Ye hugged him, thinking of the flat and objective tone when he mentioned his illness just now, he felt that his words seemed a little harsh.He couldn't imagine what the man in his arms couldn't get, but he found that facing such a fragile Zhou Ning'an, he felt so distressed.But what qualifications should he have to feel sorry for him?

He was so lonely, Lin Ye thought, maybe he really just wanted to spend money to find someone to talk to.

That night, Zhou Ning slept the most peaceful sleep in his life since he could remember.