two-way mark

Wen Yuze stood inside the door, and found that Yan Cheng was sitting outside the door covering his face, not intending to move at all.

He moved his body a little uneasy, and realized that if he left, he would definitely pass by Yan Cheng.

Seeing An An who was poking his head by the door, Wen Yuze straightened his expression, he couldn't let Yan Cheng stay outside all the time.So he said: "Mr. Yan, come in, who are you going to show your appearance?"

As if Yan Cheng didn't hear, he still sat motionless in the corner.

Wen Yuze said again: "Yeye is no longer here, even if you put on such an act, he won't be able to see it anymore."

Yan Cheng seemed to be stabbed by Wen Yuze's words, he still maintained that movement, but Wen Yuze could vaguely see his back trembling slightly.

"He's still there." Yan Cheng's voice was very low, Wen Yuze had to listen carefully to hear it, "He's still there, he hasn't left."

But Yan Cheng retorted and refuted, but he still leaned sideways against the wall like a stone.

At this time, there was the sound of a small chain sliding from the elevator, Yan Cheng suddenly raised his head, staring at the elevator door, his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, as if blood would flow out of his eye sockets in the next second.

"Listen, Xiaochi is coming back..." Yan Cheng had just finished speaking when the sound of the elevator disappeared.

The entire corridor was silent, the elevator door did not open, and no one that Yan Cheng was thinking of came out of it.

Yan Cheng was silent for only two seconds, and then said: "Wait a minute, it will be him next time..."

Wen Yuze looked at Yan Cheng's appearance of not moving when he was beaten to death, and felt a little anxious. He thought of hundreds of words of persuasion for a while, and finally threatened: "I will go to Ye Ye's room and take his things away."

"No, I can't!" Yan Cheng turned his head immediately after hearing Wen Yuze's words, but in a few moments, Yan Cheng seemed to be a different person, and he was no longer as energetic as when Wen Yuze saw him for the first time.

Yan Cheng's face faded, his eyes dimmed, "He will come back, you can't take away...you can't take away his things..."

Yan Cheng supported the wall and stood up, but his back seemed unable to straighten. He hunched over and walked towards the room in a very dejected manner. He didn't know whether he was talking to Wen Yuze or to himself: "He will come back again. , you take his things away, he will be angry..."

Wen Yuze originally hated so much in his heart, but seeing Yan Cheng like this, a trace of hesitation flashed across his face, a little soft-hearted, but when he looked down and saw the blackened blood on the hem of his clothes, that hesitation quickly disappeared. It was covered up by him.

"Then you just wait slowly by yourself." Wen Yuze gritted his teeth, watched Yan Cheng dragging his heavy steps to the sofa and sat down, then turned around resolutely, "Farewell."

An An didn't know what happened, she got out of the cat's nest a long time ago, and was squatting between Wen Yuze and Yan Cheng, turning her head in confusion, looking at this and that.

When Wen Yuze left, he deliberately made noises to attract An An's attention. When An An turned his head to look over, he hurriedly reached out and made a secret gesture. He was afraid that An An would not understand, so he slapped it several times in a row. Time inadvertently left a crack in the door.

An An let out a "meow" after seeing that gesture, looked at Yan Cheng in the room, then at the door, sat on the spot and wiped her face with her paws, and finally stepped forward lightly, quietly walking through the door Get out of the crack.

In the living room, Yan Cheng still lowered his head, ignorant of everything that happened.

a week ago.

"Yuze, remember this gesture." Chi Xiye gestured to Wen Yuze, "An'an was taught by me not to go out, but sometimes I take it out to play, and it will know me when it sees this gesture." Let it go outside."

Wen Yuze followed suit and nodded, "But it doesn't know me, right? Yan Cheng is still at home, will it not leave?"

"Probably not..." Chi Xiye was also a little uncertain whether An An would follow Wen Yuze, so he told him, "Leave a gap for the door and let it come out by itself, you wait at the door .If you find that it won't come out...then you can close the door."

Wen Yuze nodded: "Okay."

But Wen Yuze thought about it for a second, and couldn't help asking: "But if An An really leaves with me, Yan Cheng won't even have a cat, and he'll be completely alone..."

"Then what else?" Chi Xiye raised half of his eyebrows, "I picked An'an up. I was cheated by Yan Cheng for half a year, and I still want to give him all my cats in the end? I also do this business." Is it too much of a loss?"

Wen Yuze quickly said: "No...no...you should take An An away and leave him nothing!"

Chi Xiye snorted, satisfied with Wen Yuze's understanding of current affairs, and said, "He might not care anyway."

three days ago.

Chi Xiye patted a piece of paper in front of Wen Yuze with a "snap", "Come on, memorize the lines!"

"What lines?" Wen Yuze picked it up and looked at it. The content on it was very simple, only four sentences, and he read it out one by one.

"This is Chi Xiye's last gift to you."

"he died."

"He's never coming back."

"I just scattered his ashes into the sea, and he will always be a free Chi Xiye."

Wen Yuze was a little confused after reading one by one, and asked Chi Xiye: "What is this?"

"Are you an idiot? You don't even understand this?" Chi Xiye pointed to the first sentence, "This sentence was said when he gave the glands to Yan Cheng."

His finger slid on the paper, pointed to the second sentence and said: "This sentence is when Yan Cheng asked you where I was, you said I was dead."

"Just in case he wants to see my body, or wants to give me a funeral, just say that the ashes are scattered." Chi Xiye clapped his hands, "Just four sentences, don't get stuck!"

"Oh..." Wen Yuze repeated it several times, "Okay, I remember."

Chi Xiye glanced at Wen Yuze, still a little worried, "You have to be sad when the time comes, you know?"

Wen Yuze nodded, put the paper behind his back, watched Chi Xiye remain silent, and asked after a minute: "Does it look sad?"

Chi Xiye: "..."

Chi Xiye was helpless, but it is unscientific to temporarily change actors now, and Wen Yuze is the only one who plays well and can be trusted around him, so he can only say: "Let it be, you can keep your face expressionless when the time comes." .”

"Okay, I'll work hard." Wen Yuze said.

"Baby, you don't just have to work hard." Chi Xiye held Wen Yuze's hand and said sincerely: "Whether this thing will be successful or not depends on your performance!"

Wen Yuze was ordered in danger, and asked: "Then besides these four sentences, can I still play freely? For example, scolding him?"

"..." Chi Xiye said: "If you know how to swear, then just swear, as long as you don't reveal your secrets..."

On the day of surgery.

Chi Xiye and Wen Yuze arrived at the hospital together. Wen Yuze accompanied Chi Xiye to listen to the instructions, and watched Chi Xiye sign his name on the operation instructions.

Chi Xiye acted very relaxed, as if he just went to get a haircut and came out,

When it was time to pay, Chi Xiye hesitated, and finally took out a bank card that Wen Yuze had never seen from his wallet.

Chi Xiye put the card on the table, pushed it in front of the staff with his index finger, smiled and said, "Deduct the surgery fee from it."

"Yeye." Wen Yuze asked, "This card..."

"Shh." Chi Xiye put the index finger that had just pushed the bank card in the center of his lips, and smiled very gently, with a light and soft tone, whispering like an intimate lover: "This is also part of the gift, isn't it? "

Chi Xiye's operation went much smoother than expected. When he was pushed out of the operating room, he hadn't passed anesthesia yet, his face was pale, and thick bandages and retainers were wrapped around his neck.

It was just an operation, but Wen Yuze felt that Chi Xiye was much thinner than when he went in, and even his normally rosy lips lost all color.

He lay quietly on the bed, breathing so lightly that Wen Yuze could hardly hear it, and it seemed as if he would disappear in the next second.

The management of the black clinic is not strict. They said before the operation that the glands should be taken away. When the doctor handed the glands in the box to Wen Yuze, Wen Yuze added money, and there was no time to clean them. operating room.

Wen Yuze's stomach twitched slightly from the smell of medicine and blood on his face. He saw the operating table where Chi Xiye had just been lying on, the blood dripping from it, and the cotton and bandages soaked in blood on the ground.

When he couldn't see, Chi Xiye was lying on that cold bed alone, facing the challenge of death.

When Chi Xiye was undergoing surgery inside, Wen Yuze sat outside and checked the information, and the more he checked, the more flustered he became.

Chi Xiye is not the first person to undergo this kind of surgery. Although this kind of surgery cannot be shown on the bright side, there are not a few people who have undergone the surgery secretly, but the survival rate is frighteningly low.

Even if Chi Xiye had been promising him that he would survive in the early stage, Chi Xiye himself was not sure whether he would actually survive.

Wen Yuze approached the operating table step by step, reached out and touched the blood on the operating table, it was already cold.

Chi Xiye has always acted lightly, never mentioning the operation, even when he changed his clothes and was lying on the hospital bed preparing for the operation, he still laughed at Wen Yuze and made trouble with him.

But at this time, Wen Yuze finally realized what Chi Xiye had suffered.

Wen Yuze's tears fell in almost a second, and he fainted away the blood left by Chi Xiye.

Even though Chi Xiye repeatedly said that this decision had nothing to do with Yan Cheng, how could it really have nothing to do with it.

Wen Yuze knew that at a certain point, Chi Xiye was really willing to hand himself over to Yan Cheng, was really willing to let Yan Cheng mark him, and even control him.

But Yan Cheng doesn't want it, since he missed this opportunity, he won't have it again.

But when Wen Yuze rang Yan Cheng's doorbell, he realized that he didn't need any acting skills at all.

The resentment towards Yan Cheng in his heart was enough to help Chi Xiye resolve this panic.