Ichimori Peace

He was silent, and responded, "Okay, I will."

He hung up the phone, frowned, and drove the car to Incheon Hospital.

Along the way, his mind was very disturbed. He didn't know why he was upset, but this was definitely not the emotion he should have.

Song Cheng, you have to be fine.

At least, if you want to die, you should die in my hands.

Chapter 106

When Bai Qingjue arrived at the hospital, half an hour had passed, but he did not enter the ward.

He stood at the door, looked at Zhong Yao who was guarding Song City, and suddenly felt that there was no need for him to come here.

But why didn't he go?He should just walk away, right?

He was dazed, and looked again, only to see Zhong Yao kissing Song Cheng's pale lips.

In Zhong Yao's eyes, it was his deep affection for Song Cheng. He said to Song Cheng who was in a coma, "I like you, Xiaocheng."

I like you.

yes i like you.

Deep in the memory, the man said, Qingjue, find someone who you like him and who also likes you.

These words made Bai Qingjue slightly startled.

He frowned and clenched his fists, not knowing what he was holding back.

Zhong Yao held Song Cheng's hand and said sadly, "But I know, you won't like me, so I have to tell you at this moment, I think we can still be brothers, and I don't think you will hate me." I am more thinking that one day you will fall in love with me like me.

knock --

"excuse me."

Zhong Yao was startled, let go of his hand, turned his head hastily, looked at the person who came, and felt that he had seen this person before, and was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"You are?" Zhong Yao frowned and asked.

Bai Qingjue smiled, walked to the bedside, glanced at Song Cheng, and then at Zhong Yao.

"Put it all together."

When Zhong Yao heard this, he suddenly remembered the other party. Isn't the other party the new teacher from their school, but how could Song Cheng have contact with this person?Do they know each other?

He frowned, looked at Bai Qingjue speculatively, and was about to ask something else when his brother called, which stunned him.This phone call must have been to Hui Zhong's family, and he probably knew that he was looking for Song Cheng.

He didn't want to leave, but he couldn't. If his elder brother told his grandfather about his sexual orientation, he probably wouldn't want to see Song Cheng again in his life.

He was silent, dialed the phone, stood up, and said to Bai Qingjue, "I have something to go first, can you stay to take care of Song Cheng tonight?"

In fact, when he asked this question, he didn't hope that Bai Qingjue would agree, because he didn't like Bai Qingjue, and he had become hostile towards Bai Qingjue just now.

Bai Qingjue nodded and said with a smile, "Student Zhong, don't worry, I'm here to take care of him."

Zhong Yao remained silent, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he still left without saying anything.

Seeing Zhong Yao leave, Bai Qingjue returned to indifference, and turned his head to stare at Song Cheng who was still in a coma, but his eyes became deeper and deeper.

He reached out and rubbed Song Cheng's lips, as if he wanted to wipe off the dirt, until the other's lips were smacked until blood stained them.

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When he opened his eyes, Song Cheng thought he had arrived in heaven, but the thick disinfectant told him that he was in the hospital and he was still alive.

He struggled to get up, but the pain in his body made him dispel the idea.He turned his head to look out the window, it was dawn.

It's a good thing he's alive, and it's a good thing he's not dead.He should be thankful, or should be secretly happy, that he had just passed by the god of death.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, only then was he really sure that he was alive, so who sent him here?

He was thinking, hoping it was the person in his heart, but could it be the other party?He couldn't be sure, didn't have the guts to be sure.

Just at this moment, the door of the ward was opened, and Bai Qingjue walked in with food in his hand.

The moment he saw the other party, Song Cheng's heart couldn't help beating wildly. It turned out that it was really him, and he also hoped that it was him.

He opened his mouth and shouted, "Wu Qingjue?" as if unsure.

Bai Qingjue came and answered.

They looked at each other, and there was a ripple in their eyes.

The wind blows the fallen leaves, and the morning light shines.He and him are very good.

However, who is true and who is false, how can you tell.

Time has passed, and it has not been revealed.

"Did you bring me to the hospital?" he asked him, wanting an answer.

Bai Qingjue was silent, like acquiescing, or denying.

He gave the answer to his question, instead saying, "Now that you're awake, I don't have to stay here."

After finishing speaking, he put down the rice in his hand, left behind this alienating sentence, turned around and left.

Song Cheng was stunned for a moment, but for a moment, he stretched out his hand to grab Bai Qingjue's clothes, and looked at him.

He knew that his heart no longer belonged to him, but was hanging on Bai Qingjue, and he fell in love with him.So what should he do now?

If he told Bai Qingjue that he liked him, Bai Qingjue would probably not give him the answer he wanted, and might even ridicule him.

They, it's just a deal, he said this sentence once, and he still remembers it clearly, but even so, he is still caught in this sudden feeling.

It's just that even love doesn't let him live in peace.And he understands that Bai Qingjue has no feelings for him, he knows, very clearly, it is because of this that he came to Shangbai Qingjue in the first place.Now, when love comes, he doesn't have the courage to say that he looks down on him who is so cowardly.

Do you want him to confess to Bai Qingjue first?But he can't.Because this feeling will bring him pain, so forget it.

He wants to keep it in his heart as a secret, never, never to be found out.

In fact, he was avoiding, avoiding this feeling, making excuses for his cowardice.

In this way, he can face Bai Qingjue with self-respect and return to his original appearance.

This is Song Cheng, this is him, his character, don't let him become vulnerable, even in things like love, don't give yourself a chance.

What's more, he was afraid, afraid that he would not be like the original him because of love.But, what is his face?

He let go of his hand, hiding the throbbing in his heart, pretending to be cold and said, "Take your trash away."

Bai Qingjue frowned, as if he didn't hear, and asked him, "What did you say?"

He felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at by him, but he didn't want to lose face, so he said, "I said, can you please throw away this rice, I look at it, it's very annoying."

After Bai Qingjue listened, he remained silent without any hesitation, then took the food and threw it into the trash can.

His eyes pierced Song Cheng's heart like a sharp sword, making Song Cheng's heart ache, but isn't this what he asked Bai Qingjue to do?Even if he regrets, even if he is sad, he can't show it.

He closed his eyes and said indifferently, "You can go now."

Bai Qingjue chuckled, with a chill in his smile, the sound gradually faded away in this room.

"Song Cheng, I was really sick last night, so I stayed with you." He just said this, and walked out of the ward without stopping.

Suddenly Song Cheng shouted, "Who cares about you, get out of here, I hate you just looking at you!"

I hate you.

Come on, I hate you.

But do you know?

I like you more than I hate you, I like you more.

Quiet, everything was quiet, but he couldn't calm down, how much he wanted to stop Bai Qingjue and thank him, but he couldn't save anything.

He bit his lip, looked at the blue sky outside, a tear dripped from the corner of his eye.

What a beautiful morning, what a beautiful day, but it gave him such a beginning, and he asked for it like this, and he deserved it.

Chapter 107

The sunlight refracted into the room, shone on his stooped body, and sprinkled warmth.He curled up on the ground, with a bowl beside him, and there were only a few grains of rice left in the bowl.

He slept extremely restlessly, frowning, and when he heard the sound of the door, he woke up reflexively, hiding in the corner, his eyes full of fear of the coming person.

His eyes have no charm, but they have no focus. His clothes are thin, he doesn't even wear pants, and his thighs are scarlet.

Song Sen'an entered the room, holding the mobile phone in his hand, then walked towards him slowly, and said with a smile, "Hong Danran, you have to be patient for a week. After Luo Shiwei finishes my affairs, he will come to satisfy you."

He was smiling at him, and behind the smile, it brought him only intimidation and terror.Song Sen'an tortured him with drugs for many days, trampled his self-esteem to dust, and made him feel despair and sorrow.

That medicine made him sink into a miserable world, like a beast, longing to be embraced by others, while Song Sen'an watched him become dirty and lowly, and after being buried by the medicine, he destroyed his body and turned himself into a unbearable.He disgusted himself, even suppressed his hatred, and replaced it with fear of Song Sen'an.He didn't want to endure that kind of torture, and he became very obedient, as if he had lost his vitality and became numb.

Song Sen'an smiled, and squatted down to look at him, "What? I said Luo Shiwei will pick you up in a week, aren't you happy?"

He trembled and lowered his head, enduring his fear of Song Sen'an, he probably didn't even listen to Song Sen'an's words.

Song Sen'an narrowed his eyes, he liked to see him like this, less arrogant, at least he felt very comfortable.

However, Song Sen'an didn't intend to torture Hong Danran so badly, he just blamed him for being arrogant and self righteous.He just helped Luo Shiwei pull out all the thorns on the opponent, so as not to cause injuries to the two of them.He thought, if Hong Danran had known himself a long time ago, he would not have been tortured by him like this, but unfortunately, people always think too highly of themselves.

He raised Hong Danran's head, seeing the panic in the other's eyes, his smile faded, "I won't give you that medicine today, you can sleep peacefully."

Hong Danran didn't believe it, and shrank back in fear, curling his body into a ball.

Song Sen'an sighed, stood up, didn't say much, and walked towards the door, but at this moment, Hong Danran suddenly hugged his feet and cried out in pain, "Kill me, please kill me ..."

Hong Danran showed despair and begged him, but he would definitely not do what the other party wanted, just