No.30 Eight Lovers

The man closed his eyes, frowned, and slightly avoided the hot towel.

"Yifan, if I had never met you, or if you could have always loved Luhan, tell me, would we still torture each other so much?"

Gently lying on his beloved's chest, Zhang Yixing quietly listened to his steady heartbeat, as if he was beating for himself.

This made Zhang Yixing feel at ease, like self-hypnosis, less pain and more happiness, this is the utopia Wu Yifan gave Zhang Yixing.

No one understands why this kind of deformed love makes the excellent Zhang Yixing so persistent, no one understands, and no one needs to understand, because he is happy, pain and happiness.He yearned for platonic love, the kind of spirit that overrides the body, love is supreme, and love is the definition of happiness. He wanted to lead a happy life with the girl he loves.It’s just that for someone like Zhang Yixing who yearns for purely, the more supreme his love is, the more stupid he will be.Stockholm love, Zhang Yixing fell in love with demons, that kind of bloody love, he was masochistic like a scumbag, and he refused to escape if he kept his way.

You don't understand, Zhang Yixing, who is covered in bruises, is happy.

Treat endurance as enjoyment, blood as roses, arsenic as honey...

You don't understand, Zhang Yixing, who is covered in bruises, thinks it's worth it.

——""The Daughter of the Sea" is the cruelest tragedy I have ever seen."

——"Because the mermaid turned into foam in the end?"

——"No, the prince and princess were together in the end."

——"This fairy tale is to warn the group of children not to yearn for love too much, that is the cruelest thing. There is no fairness or unfairness in love, only fools who yearn for him think it's worth it."

Tears slid down the corners of Wu Yifan's chest and melted into his body.

There is no fairness or unfairness, only value or not.

I'm in pain right now, but it's worth it.

Lulu, what about you?

Will it hurt?Are you being silly too?Are you also obsessed with this cruelest thing?

"Lulu, open the door!"

The only sound coming from the bathroom was the sound of rushing water. Luhan had already been in for half an hour, no matter how Park Chanyeol knocked on the door and responded to him, there was only the sound of running water.

"Master" Yien whispered into Park Chanyeol's ear, "Dr. Chen is here."

Park Chanyeol nodded, took a step back, and kicked the door open.

The shower was turned on to the maximum, Lu Han curled up and sat under the icy water column.

"Lulu!" He reached out to turn off the shower, pulled off the bath towel on the shelf, wrapped the drenched Luhan, and left the bathroom.

"Yien, hurry up and turn up the heat, you greet the guests first."

"Yes, sir."

Luhan had lost consciousness, and was limp in Park Chanyeol's arms, Park Chanyeol was like holding a stove, Luhan's body was scalding hot and frightening.

After getting Lu Han soaked and taking off his clothes, Park Chanyeol wrapped him in a quilt, let him lean in his arms, and used a hair dryer to blow Lu Han's hair.

He could feel Luhan's body temperature through the quilt, turned off the hair dryer, and Park Chanyeol started searching for antipyretics.

"Yien, Yien!"

"Master, what's the matter?" The butler hurriedly pushed the door open, followed by a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Where's the medicine? Do you still have Lulu's medicine from last time?" After pouring out all the medicine in the cabinet, Park Chanyeol rummaged through it.

Chen went straight to the bed, Luhan's breath was heavy, his face was flushed, and the temperature on his forehead made him worry, "I said, why did you let him burn like this?! Quickly cool down physically!"

Yien turned and went out.

"You know how to heal?" Park Chanyeol looked at Chen in a panic.

"No. But I have common sense."

After putting an ice pack on Luhan, Chen took out an alcohol cotton ball and wiped Luhan's palms and neck.

"and many more!"

Looking at the people behind him inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

Park Chanyeol found Lu Han's pajamas from his memory, "Turn around first."

Looking back at Lu Han on the bed, he raised his eyebrows and smiled inexplicably, "Come on by yourself, I'll go down first."

"Thank you"

"He is also my friend. But now you should hire a doctor who can treat diseases, not a psychiatrist." Pass the alcohol and cotton to Park Chanyeol.

"He's on his way." After taking the alcohol, Park Chanyeol looked at Chen seriously, "I want to ask you a favor, as long as it works, you can get the consultation fee as you like."

"Sounds tempting."

"What method can make a person forget the pain the fastest?"

"Forget the pain."

Park Chanyeol smiled, "I think so too. I know, this won't trouble you."

"you……"

"Amnestic hypnosis."

"Master, the doctor is here." Yien said outside the door.

"Well, let him wait." Turning his head to look at Chen, Park Chanyeol bent slightly, "Lu Han, please."

"Are you awake?" Chen sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the pale person on the bed. Lu Han closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled slightly, "Come and chat with me when you wake up."

Without responding to him, Lu Han seemed to be still in a coma, his chest heaving up and down.

Unable to get cooperation, Chen didn't force Lu Han to do anything, he lowered his head and played with the old silver pocket watch.

"It was Park Chanyeol who asked me to come, saying that you are very sorry now, and he really cares about you."

After being quiet for a long time, the doctor who was waiting for Luhan's answer became helpless, and stretched out his hand to feel the temperature of Luhan's forehead, and the fever subsided.

"I came to see you today. As a friend, let's have a casual chat." Still did not get Lu Han's response, and Chen didn't wait for him to speak again, "I read the newspaper, and put these few The headlines in today’s newspapers are put together like a thriller.” Looking at the slightly trembling Lu Han, Chen sighed, “I know you’re in pain, this kind of thing doesn’t feel good to anyone, the reality is really cruel .”

The best way to shorten the distance between the psychiatrist and the patient is to compare their hearts and empathize with each other.People will always feel sorry for themselves. When others talk about their pain, it is like opening a wound. Looking at their bloody appearance, their eyes are full of desolation.

Covered by the quilt, Lu Han cried slowly, unable to find words to comfort him, Chen simply stayed with him quietly.

There are too many grievances and helplessness, it is really not an easy thing to live.It's like a war. In order to survive, the people who are injured with guns are people they are familiar with. The more familiar they are, the deeper the injury will be.If there is a choice, the person I love, I will never meet you again in my next life.

Tired from crying, Luhan never pulled down the quilt.

"Talk to me!"

After being silent for a long time, Lu Han finally pulled off the quilt, his face was still wet from crying, and his bangs were carelessly pasted on his face.

Reaching out to help Lu Han brush away the wet hair on his face, Chen wiped his face with a tissue.

"I'm not merciful." After crying, her voice was hoarse.

"I know." Chen smiled warmly, "You're a paranoid fool, you're just tired."

Even if he cries, Luhan is not to be outdone.

"The man who was so important to me didn't die, he hated me."

"Park Chanyeol told me everything, he is the big star Baekhyun, you should be happy, he is still alive."

"Yeah," Lu Han smiled wryly, "I'm very satisfied."

"What about Wu Shixun? I saw the news, and you begged him."

Glancing at Chen, Lu Han turned his eyes away, and fell silent again.

"Tell me," Chen said softly, "Why do you beg him to stay? Why do you ask him if he really likes you?"

"I don't know." Looking at the kapok tree outside the window, Luhan opened his mouth but didn't say anything.

"Afraid of losing him?"

"I'm afraid of losing." Lu Han tilted his head and looked outside, Chen could only see his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face.This angle covered all of Lu Han's expressions, Chen couldn't see his sadness. "I bet everything, including my own heart." It's like telling someone else's story, without tone or anger "With him, I will forget the truth and the false, and I will dirty Yifan , will forget paranoia. Yifan is waiting, Wu Shixun is a gamble..."

"Why is it him?"

"He is like my driftwood, my only hope in the icy sea! Seven years or more, I have been in the polar night of this world, I can't see the aurora, I can't see hope! Never know It turns out that there is a simple source of warmth as long as you put it on your stomach, it is Wu Shixun who put it on me; I never knew the feeling of being protected by someone, it was Wu Shixun who made me feel it; I have never eaten Someone specially made home-cooked food for me, Wu Shixun did it! I am not Liu Xiahui, I will also rely on and be addicted to it. I never want the flashy world that Yifan piled up for me with money, I just want someone who will Protect me when I'm afraid of the dark and heights and helpless, when I'm cold put warm baby on me and hug me instead of telling me he's in a meeting!" Turning to look at Chen, Luhan's eyes are filled with Tears "Zhong Da, I really don't want to lose him..."

"Luhan..."

"I'm afraid that if I lose him, my world will collapse. You don't know, I can't stand deception and lies anymore. The truth is sharper than a bayonet. I really can't stand it!"

"So you choose to believe what he said you like? Are you stupid?!"

"He belongs to Baek Hyun. I have always been the one who was late. I have no right to destroy them, not to mention that I owe a lot to Bae Hyun. Accept his deceit."

Chen was silent.

There was no sound in the room except the tick-tat of the second hand on the quartz seed.Putting the pocket watch back into his pocket, Chen smiled gently, "Have you thought about forgetting the past?"

Glancing at Chen, Lu Han shook his head, "No. No matter how bad the past was, it was for me