Weird Gacha Machine

These words are undoubtedly implying Yin Mu.

Even when you can't stand your own mother, let alone just a lover who has known each other for two years?

"So you chose to end?"

"Yeah, it's a pity that I still survived and continued to endure all this."

Song Qingqiao thought about it and couldn't think of anything else to say.

"Later, the time when she had an accident." Yin Mu reminded him that the present should be the key point. The past has passed, but what is the cause of the present situation?

"She found a piece of broken porcelain, wrapped it under the quilt, and cut her wrist. After rescue, she bled profusely, was critically ill, and was out of danger again."

"After waking up, it was still the same, as if it was just a nap."

"What I don't understand is that in her eyes, the life of her that I've been trying so hard to maintain can be thrown away at will. Is there really no one or something in this world that she misses?"

"I asked her that, and when she was still sober, she answered me, yes, but not me."

"She doesn't want to see me, I always know, or she just thinks of me as a substitute if she wants to see me, it's really like my dad."

"I stayed with her. At the end, she couldn't bear it anymore and threatened me that if she didn't bring my dad to see her, she wouldn't want to see me again in her life."

So for so long, Song Qingqiao has always kept the agreement and never went to see Zeng Ruoyu, and Zeng Ruoyu's life is also the same as before, when it should be bad, it is still bad.Song Qingqiao never thought that she might bring Song Chengying to see her one day, never thought about it.

Then the inexplicable words that Zhang Ran said at that time can be explained.He couldn't fulfill Zeng Ruoyu's request at all.

If you bring Song Chengying to see her, she will return to her previous appearance repeatedly, and if you don't bring Song Chengying to see her, then Song Qingqiao will also disappear.Anyway, he was the one who was tortured anyway, so it didn't make any difference.

The law of safety and security in the world?

Of course there is no, there may be, but he has not thought of it so far.

"Okay, it's over."

After speaking, the sky was bright.

It's time for Yin Mu to go to class: "I'll think about it carefully, you remember to go to the opposite side for dinner at noon."

Song Qingqiao lay on the ground of Song Xiangyi's house, letting little Xingche crawl on top of him.

"Zhisui, you should feed him less, this weight gain is unreasonable."

Zhisui didn't care about him, she was busy looking for a way to reduce the swelling on her lips.

Little Xingche pointed at Song Qingqiao's nose with her long, fleshy little finger: "Hey, ah!"

These two yells almost scared Song Qingqiao to death.

"Come on, little ancestor, you are not fat at all!"

When Song Xiang came back from class, the first thing he said when he saw Song Qingqiao was, "Are you confessing?"

"Ah."

"Then wouldn't he hate me even more?"

"You're hated."

"I see you are fine, very normal."

Song Qingqiao grinned: "Cherish the few normal times."

After dinner, the two brothers sat on the hanging chair on the balcony and smoked.

"How do you think he will choose?" Song Qingqiao asked.

"Tell me what you think first."

"I think he's going to pick me."

Song Xiangyi was stunned for a moment: "What if I don't choose you in the future?"

Song Qingqiao looked at the distant sky and said, "If you don't choose, you don't choose, what can you do?"

This kid is still so naive.

"Do you like him?" Song Xiangyi lowered his head and exhaled on the orchid he raised, pretending to ask this question very casually.

There was a long silence, so long that he almost really wanted to study the potted flower.

"I like it." Song Qingqiao shook the hanging chair, "but I don't have to."

Zhang Ran had talked with Song Xiangyi, saying that Song Qingqiao had no intention of continuing.In other words, facing the world in his heart, he has lost hope in his life.Maybe the only reason he's still alive is that he hasn't figured out how to die yet.

From the perspective of psychotherapy, it is necessary to find reasons for him to get better and the purpose of living.

"To be honest, don't keep talking about these ambiguous things." Song Xiangyi wanted to determine now whether he really had no reason to support him to persevere, or he just pessimistically felt that he didn't deserve this reason.

"Yin Mu's parents are very decent people. I couldn't think of any result with him before, and I can't even think of it now." Song Qingqiao raised the corners of his lips and quickly retracted them, "Do you like it or not? What role does it play? It’s hard to say whether we can survive this level.”

"You are so confident that he will choose you, why can't you be more confident to face your parents?"

"Let me ask you, what would Lao Song's reaction be if he knew about this?"

Of course Song Xiangyi could think of it, and even had a picture in his mind: "Didn't I help you carry it?"

"What about Yin Mu, who will help him?" Song Qingqiao seemed to be waiting for Song Xiangyi to jump into this pit, "Which parent is willing to hand over their child to a mentally ill person? How many people accept that their only son is with a man?"

"Have you talked to him?"

"Talk and he said these things don't make sense to him."

...What exactly are you two talking about? Does it have anything to do with it?

Song Xiangyi sighed deeply: "Does a step count as a step? Don't think about it so much. He can still be with you for a day. No matter what, if there is a problem, you have to solve it. You solve it alone. If it doesn’t work, find someone to solve it together, there will always be multiple solutions for multiple people, right?”

Listen to this, "Don't think so much"?I was so persuaded that I didn't even know how to persuade me to speak out.How could he, Prime Minister Song, ever get choked up?This time it's true, I can't think of a reason.

Yin Mu didn't go home after class, and went to the library to write a thesis.To say that he is also very rare, the academic pressure is already great enough, and this kind of thing happened.Song Qingqiao definitely can't ignore it, but what should I do?He understood this intricate story from the beginning to the end, and he didn't have the idea of ​​backing down. It's just that it's difficult. Song Qingqiao reminded him time and time again that he needs to think clearly, not only now, but also future.It's not just about the two of them, but more people are involved.

Difficult, too difficult.

It turns out that once people pretend to be troubled in their hearts, they really can't sleep at night and don't think about food and tea.

It was closing time for the library, and after Yin Mu came out, he had no choice but to go home.To be honest, I didn't want to make this choice at all. After thinking about it for a day, I figured out the biggest problem.What he was afraid of was not how to face other people's doubts or face Song Qingqiao's depression, what he was afraid of was that after he chose Song Qingqiao, that person did not have the determination to bravely break through this predicament with him.As I said before, as long as Song Qingqiao is still there, he is not afraid of anything, the only thing he is afraid of is that the person is unwilling.

This is often the most frustrating.

Yin Mu first went to Song Xiangyi's side to learn about Song Qingqiao's situation today.

Very good, I eat on time, although I eat less, I still eat.The state is also good, and the performance of the manic and depressed periods is not obvious.

After returning home, no one was seen in the house, the man was lying on the bed and dozed off.Why is it called a doze, because it is impossible for him to fall asleep at this point.

Yin Mu walked over quietly, bent down and kissed his scarred brow bone lightly.

Song Qingqiao suddenly opened his eyes, and the two were silent.

The lower abdomen hurts one after another, and Yin Mu's forehead began to sweat a little.

"Make me a bowl of noodles, okay?" He smiled at Song Qingqiao.

The hot udon noodles were served on the table. The clear soup lacked water, and two green vegetable leaves floated. The taste was not very good, bland, with only a little salt.Yin Mu still ate cleanly.

"It's almost June, how are you going to spend your birthday?"

"I didn't think so." Song Qingqiao replied.

"How about going to grandma's house? The spring and summer scenery over there is pretty good, and there is a big lake where we can catch fish." Yin Mu looked at him, "Why don't you ask Song Xiangyi to go with you? Take little Xingche too play?"

"Very good." Song Qingqiao played with the tablecloth, "How was the condition when I saw it?"

"Are you done with your work?"

"The first payment was returned."

"That's good."

Yin Mu applied medicine to the wound on his arm, and the skin was cool to the touch, and there was not much flesh, especially on the wrist, where the blue veins were stretched out, and he panicked looking at it.

"You have to treat yourself better in the future." Yin Mu said, obviously feeling the man stiffen, "I didn't mean that, I was worried about your pain."

You see, I'm still afraid that I don't want you.

"Song Qingqiao, promise me that no matter what, you will not give up on yourself. You must believe that you will get better."

"Even if I'm selfish, think about it for me. You're willing to give me this bit of kindness."

Song Qingqiao frowned slightly and moved her lips, but she didn't know if she should agree to him.

The person's expectant and longing eyes made him feel hairy. It's not that he didn't want to agree, it's just that he wasn't so sure about himself.

After struggling in my mind for a long time, I said, "...I promise."

Yin Mule was in full bloom, and she held his small face and kissed him. When her lips touched, Song Qingqiao gave a soft "hiss".

The upper lip is still swollen.

So he had no choice but to let go quickly, but his waist was firmly pressed by a hand, and his lips were pressed back.

The deep friendship is like all the deep imprints left by this person in his heart, one by one, unforgettable.

I can't explain why I like him, but because it is not easy, I want to win the opportunity to face the unknown adventure of the world with him.This mood is like a scourge, destroying all other possibilities in an instant.

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