compulsory possession

In the trance and light sleep, there was a sudden coughing sound. At the beginning, the volume was very low, and then it gradually increased, and the coughing became louder and louder.

Li Beiyan woke up from the noise, followed the sound to find the study room, and knocked on the door.There was no response other than a violent cough. He took a cup of warm water and opened the door to go in.

Seeing a side face with no expression, it looks quiet and deep in the sunrise, and the light escapes along all angles of He Cong's skin.

His eyes were dark blue with fatigue, and there was a notebook on the table, and on the table were reports that Li Beiyan couldn't understand.

Beijing is cold and dry.He Cong had to deal with so many things in just a few days, eating and resting very irregularly, last night was all night again, no matter how hard his body was, he would be sick now.

Li Beiyan gently closed the notebook, the blue light disappeared and faded into a barren landscape, he handed the water glass to He Cong, "Drink some warm water, I'll see if you have a fever."

Li Beiyan put his hand on He Cong's forehead, and he could feel the heat even without a thermometer.

He Cong lowered his head to drink water, and the back under his shirt seemed to be thinner than before. Li Beiyan subconsciously hugged his waist, feeling the protruding shoulder blades on both sides.

He Cong didn't speak, and let him hold him. He touched his firm belly, but the temperature was burning in his hands.

"No matter how angry you are in your heart, you have to go to bed and rest now, okay?"

Apart from frowning slightly, He Cong didn't speak. Li Beiyan let go of his hand, and He Cong got up from the chair and went back to the bedroom.

Li Beiyan took his temperature according to how he took care of himself many years ago. There was an emergency medicine kit in the house, so he found out the antipyretic medicine and fed it to He Cong.

The man has no strength, and the man who has always been full of energy is now flushed with heat. Li Beiyan looked at those eyes that had become wet due to discomfort, and realized that He Cong, who has been guarding him even though he was as strong as a student, is also fragile. when.

He went to the kitchen to cook light porridge, and when he was waiting by the casserole, he recalled the details that he could pick up in the past.

For example, in the evening of midsummer, He Cong drove to school and took him to eat the newly opened Chaoshan Beef. After eating, he was stuck in time to send him back to school for evening self-study.

Even if he failed the exam, he skipped class and went to the park and didn't want to go home. He Cong found him and helped him carry his schoolbag, and walked back with him on his back.

Or He Cong is wearing a bluetooth headset and chatting quickly with others in a foreign language, but his eyes stare at him when he takes out the Coke, until he changes to milk.

There are so many Marvel comics that Li Beiyan's bookcase can't fit, He Cong always laughs at the naive individual heroism, but actually helps him search around, fills the box and sends it over.

Li Beiyan thought of these warm situations, and more and more rainwater accumulated in his heart.

The porridge was finally ready, and he put a bowl in it. The curtains in the bedroom blocked all the light, and it was gloomy. Li Beiyan turned on the reading light by the bed, emitting a faint light.

He Cong fell asleep peacefully, all the worrying and painful things were at peace now.

Li Beiyan stretched out his hand and drew on the scar above the corner of his eye, only to see He Cong opened his eyes and woke up.His outstretched hand was frozen in the air, and he didn't pull it back for a long time.

"What time is it?" He Cong propped up the mattress and slowly sat up straight at the head of the bed, his voice still sounded weak.

Li Beiyan put his hand on his forehead, and the antipyretic medicine took effect, and the temperature dropped.He handed the spoon to He Cong's mouth, and said, "Nine o'clock, you slept for four hours, now eat something, take another medicine and sleep for a while."

He Cong didn't sleep all night last night. He Cong had a lot of stubble on his chin. The silence seemed to take root. Li Beiyan didn't flinch from his gaze, and kept stretching out his hand.

Until He Cong lowered his head and ate the food, his eyes became moist.

"Let's talk."

"What are you talking about?" He Cong coughed, his face pale.

Li Beiyan fed him spoonful after spoonful until he finished the porridge. He sat down beside He Cong and decided to break up everything that had happened before.

"The first year I went to Kashgar, I felt very happy inside. Without you being around, I could even breathe freely. In the second year, every night, I would think, why is He Cong so stupid? Why haven’t I been found after I moved the nest. I was afraid, and I didn’t dare to go or come back. I thought maybe you had already moved forward. In the third year... I couldn’t wait for you in Kashgar, I finally gave up. After such a long time, I also need to find another life without your participation."

The secret that was borne deep in his heart was now spread out on the bright side, Li Beiyan felt sad for a while, and tears poured down on the floor.

Why would he still cry easily when he has grown up? Li Beiyan questioned himself over and over again, but the tears could not be stopped no matter what.

He wiped his face carelessly, and his nasal voice was thicker than that of a patient with a severe cold. "I didn't know until I came back that the people and things in Beijing have changed drastically. You no longer recognize me. The friends and family members who have been close since childhood There was also a rift. My elder brother warned me, Cheng Xia persuaded me, and even my parents refused to allow me to approach you again. But...but I want to be with you. "

In the silent space, only Li Beiyan's emotional ups and downs sounded, He Cong's eyebrows moved, and finally he stretched out his hand to embrace him.

Li Beiyan leaned on his shoulder, smelling the familiar scent of perfume, tears fell even more fiercely.

"Don't cry anymore."

Obviously He Cong was speaking comforting words, but it made Li Beiyan feel sad.

"At that time, you were so fierce to me, you even broke my hand and refused to let me go. You said you would be nice to me, but you always quarreled with me over little things." Li Beiyan sniffed, "We There are too many problems."

The two were young and energetic, full of affection, and they went on a rampage and completely hurt each other. "

He Cong listened to him quietly, without saying a word, but Li Beiyan heard his breathing became heavier, and his back that was relaxed before was also straightened now.

Li Beiyan said: "I solemnly apologize for the harm you have suffered all these years because of me, He Cong, I'm sorry..."

I'm sorry, I escaped on such an important day without leaving any words.

I'm sorry that you suffered a car accident and left permanent scars on the corners of your eyes.

I'm sorry, the process of forgetting me was so difficult, leaving you in the army to suffer for half a year.

I'm sorry to disturb your peaceful life and appear in front of you again and continue to entangle with you.

I'm sorry, I got in between you and your parents and elder brother, causing you to break up with your family.

sorry……

Even so, I don't want to let you go.

He Cong's broad palm lightly landed on Li Beiyan's face, brushed his eyelashes, and the tears that fell on his shoulders had disappeared.

After a long time, He Cong let out a long sigh, "Li Beiyan, can you imagine that I am 33, I am old."

Li Beiyan looked up at a loss, and saw He Cong's tired face in the blurred light.

He always said that he was getting old, but he never thought about it, so why not a man who is a few years older than him.He Cong has always been a tough, strong, invincible person who shielded him from the wind and rain, and now he has also surrendered to time.

Is He Cong timid? He doesn't want to waste any second of his life entangled with him uselessly.Is he tired of his cowardly personality who is weak and incompetent and only knows to escape.

Li Beiyan hugged He Cong tightly, wanting to convey his determination to him through a firm hug, "We are all old, I can't run anymore, I will stay by your side and spend the rest of my life with you."

He Cong's eyes were red and moist, Li Beiyan's heart seemed to be stabbed severely by something, and sadness rushed over like a tide.

He hugged He Cong, choked up and cried, "I love you, you must believe. You must believe in me. I will never make you sad or sad again. I am in a place where you can't see, alone Growing up, I am no longer a kid who accepts all your protection with peace of mind, I have learned how to love you and how to take care of you. Please, you must trust me."

He Cong didn't shake his head, nor nodded, but just stared blankly at a certain place in the air.Li Beiyan's heart was about to break.

He became more and more frightened, feeling as if he was standing on a high cliff and was blown around by the strong wind, waiting for He Cong's order to decide whether he would jump off the cliff or take a step back after the rest of his life.

But He Cong remained silent, without saying a word, Li Beiyan held his breath and waited for him to speak, but it took a long time to wait.

There was a sudden mechanical sound outside, the closed door was opened by someone entering the password, and there was a not-so-heavy kicking sound from slippers stepping on the floor.

Li Beiyan went out from the bedroom, and saw Zhexi wearing a royal blue down jacket, with delicate hair scattered on his forehead, and a youthful, dazzling light in his eyes.

Zhexi was carrying a well-packaged takeaway in his hand. It was reasonable for him to appear here, and it was beyond Li Beiyan's expectation.

Zhe Xi is He Cong's little boyfriend, so it is only natural that he knows the password of this house that He Cong doesn't usually live in at all.

Zhexi's eyes swept over Li Beiyan, without jealousy, he just looked away with a single glance.

He didn't care about Li Beiyan's appearance, as if he was a dispensable and boring decoration, Zhexi carried the food into the kitchen and put it in another beautiful bowl.

It was only then that Li Beiyan saw the person behind him. He hadn't seen him for three years, and he recognized him at first sight. It was Secretary Chen who used to be by He Cong's side to handle things.

"Bei Yan."

"Secretary Chen." Except for his slightly rounder figure than before, Secretary Chen hasn't changed at all, and he still has a gentle smile on his face.

Zhexi passed by with a bowl, it had a strong aroma, it was a medicinal diet rich in ingredients, much better than Li Beiyan's plain porridge with little water.

"He Cong, it's me..." He entered He Cong's bedroom, the door was closed, Li Beiyan could not see what was happening inside, nor could he hear their voices.

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