keep running, i won't break your legs

Just want to keep him, let him watch her day and night, break his leg, and hide.

He pinched his chin, wanting to destroy, wanting to vent.

But he didn't say anything, just glanced at him, and then seemed to let go without interest.

Yes, that's it, the more disappointed the better.

Chen Ming lowered her eyes, hiding the complicated emotions inside.

Qin Siyuan glanced at the people around him, thinking that it would be great if he had a scalpel in his hand.

That look of looking at the dead thing made the plain-headed people shudder for no reason, and they lowered their heads and quickly slipped away from them.

Afterwards, Qin Siyuan still dragged Chen Ming away without saying a word.

Chen Ming has read countless people, but he alone can't see through Qin Siyuan's thoughts.

This big boy is not deep, on the contrary, he is so simple and cute, he just moves according to his heart, and because of this, he can't understand him.

Just like now, after he said that and did that, Qin Siyuan sent himself back to the apartment.

44、Tie it up

Along the way, the air pressure around Qin Siyuan was terribly low, and Chen Ming didn't dare to say anything. Only when he arrived at the apartment, the kid's face became less gloomy.

"Xiaoyuan?"

He cautiously turned his head and called him, but Qin Siyuan didn't answer, his hands were sweating, and he still refused to let go.

After sending him to the bedroom, Qin Siyuan finally looked at him.

"Rope, where is it?"

"Ah? Why do you want a rope?" Chen Ming was stunned, seeing his gloomy face again, he could only suppress his doubts, "In the utility room."

"Stay still."

Qin Siyuan closed the bedroom door, seemed uneasy, and turned to warn him again.

Chen Ming raised his hands as a sign of surrender: "I promise not to move."

The door was closed with a "bang", Qin Siyuan thought twice, and locked the door.

Then he thought that there were still windows in the bedroom, and he frowned, so he had to find another window covering.

Soon, the door of the bedroom was opened, and Qin Siyuan took a lot of things in his hands, things that should not appear in the bedroom at all.

Chen Ming opened his mouth slightly, did he want to hang himself?

Without giving him any more time to think about it, Qin Siyuan threw the things on the ground and raised his chin at him: "Lie down."

This day is probably the most confusing day in Chen Ming's 26 years of life.

The rope was a bit tight, so Qin Siyuan pulled his sleeve down, and the rope was tied to his wrist, and the other end was tied to the bed. After all his limbs were tied, Chen Ming lay in a "big" shape.

And now, if Chen Ming still doesn't understand what Qin Siyuan wants to do, he is really an idiot.

"Xiaoyuan," he said dumbfounded, "you can't tie me down."

Compared with the kidnapping incidents he had encountered in the early years, these ropes were tied so unskillfully that he could break free with a slight flip of his wrist.

As for Qin Siyuan's purpose of tying him up, it might be to prevent him from running away.

But he is not running physically, but psychologically.

In other words, if you get his body, you can't get his heart?

Laughing at his own strange thoughts, the smile in Chen Ming's eyes deepened a little.

Qin Siyuan, who was squatting on the ground thinking about how to seal the window, looked up and found that the man was still laughing, and asked angrily, "What are you laughing at?"

Chen Ming pursed her lips and said, "No."

Qin Siyuan warned viciously: "Say it, or your leg will be broken."

"Hmm..." Chen Ming pondered for a while, as if thinking about the possibility of this statement, "It's fine, I don't need my lower body to handle work."

Qin Siyuan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and the hammer in his hand was about to move.

Chen Ming suppressed a smile with difficulty, and pretended to be serious: "Even if you get my people, you can't get my heart."

It seems to be a plot that often appears in the text of the domineering president?You are young and frivolous, you are young and frivolous, how could you watch it back then, and still watch it with gusto?

It was originally a joke, but it seemed to stimulate some nerve in Qin Siyuan, making his whole aura disappear.

He sat on the ground, hugging his knees helplessly, only showing his head to Chen Ming.

"Xiaoyuan?"

The person next to the bed remained silent for a long time, and Chen Ming couldn't see the specific situation, and no one responded to his shouts, although such things often happened.

He didn't dare to move rashly for the time being, if he accidentally dropped the rope, Xiao Yuan would definitely be upset.

But after at least half an hour, he almost fell asleep, and Qin Siyuan was still sitting on the cold floor, he finally realized that things were not so simple.

Right now, I don't care about the rope or not, the big deal is that he can tie himself up later. Xiao Yuan wants to play, so he can play with him.

He quickly got up from a pile of ropes and stood barefoot on the ground.

"Xiaoyuan?"

Qin Siyuan buried his head between his knees, unable to hear his words.

Chen Ming squatted down, stretched out his hands and raised his head vigorously.

But even when he raised his head, his eyes still fell on the bare floor.

Chen Ming didn't know what went wrong, his head was in a daze, and he followed him in silence.

In fact, the phrase "I can't get my heart" is what made Qin Siyuan such a culprit. He always thought that Chen Ming still liked him, otherwise why would he do that kind of thing to him?

But he vowed to say "I can't get it", which means that he doesn't like himself anymore?

"Xiao Yuan, look at me," he said with a sour voice, "I'm here, I won't run away."

Qin Siyuan raised his eyes: "Stop running?"

"Well, don't run away."

"Oh." Qin Siyuan agreed to him perfunctorily, and buried his head down again.

Chen Ming held up his head reluctantly, and said seriously: "Xiao Yuan, tell me what you are thinking."

Qin Siyuan stared at him for a while, then slightly parted his lips and said, "Tell me, I can't win your heart."

Unexpectedly, because of this joke, Chen Ming couldn't help laughing, this little kid is still so serious, how can he look like a grown-up?

"I didn't say that," he first denied it flatly, and then promised, "I belong to you, even my heart."

Qin Siyuan tilted his head, obviously not believing what he said.

Suddenly, his brows gradually gathered, and a painful look gradually appeared in his thin and long eyes.

Without giving Chen Ming a chance to react, he stood up first, holding his stomach vaguely with his right hand.

Chen Ming stared at him blankly, not knowing how to react.

"How......"

"fine."

Qin Siyuan couldn't wait to reject his concern, and put a little force on his hand covering his stomach to suppress the pain on his face.

"I'm leaving." He quickly dropped these words, almost rushing out the door.

At this moment, Chen Ming felt a piercing chill, cutting his body inch by inch like a cold blade.

Heavy tiredness hit him, and he stood up slowly, very slowly.

There was a black mobile phone on the bed, which was left behind by Qin Siyuan. It was also strange that he left in such a hurry.

When he stared at the phone carefully, the screen of the phone lit up, and the caller ID showed "Shao Xueyang".

He resisted not answering, but the people over there persisted and made five or six calls in a row.

"Hello." Finally, he picked it up.

It was a bit noisy over there, maybe it was in the shopping mall, Shao Xueyang didn't hear something wrong with the sound.

He was dealing with his parents while talking on the phone.

"Xiaoyuan, did you take your medicine on time? You ate so much cake yesterday, how do you feel now? If you have a stomachache, go to the hospital and call me."

Shao Xueyang talked a lot on his own, but no one paid any attention to him.

There was only a short breathing sound from the receiver, dull and slight.

This is what he often encountered at Qin Siyuan's place, and he didn't take it to heart.

After a few more words, there was still no response from the other end, and he finally realized that something was wrong.

"Xiaoyuan? Xiaoyuan, are you still there?"

He jumped up from the stool in anxiety, only to sit back unwillingly after being glared at by his parents.

Chen Ming hung up the phone in silence, and lay down on the bed as if discouraged. The hemp rope hurt him, not only his back but also his brain.

So just now Xiaoyuan left in such a hurry because of a stomach problem.

That's right, I dragged myself to do psychological counseling when I woke up early in the morning, and I was pissed off by myself at noon, how could I remember to eat?

Oh, three months ago, if Gu Zihang and Shao Xueyang were ambiguous, Xiao Yuan had to go to the hospital because of a stomach problem when he went back after eating barbecue that night.

Thinking of this, he smiled inexplicably, but his eyes were astringent.

45. Ex-boyfriend?

In the year when he first got stomach trouble, Qin Siyuan would sometimes fantasize that his stomach trouble would turn into stomach cancer when he had nothing to do.

He always felt that he was not afraid of anything, but when he really thought of something like cancer, he still felt terrified.

Under Shao Xueyang's all-round "intimidation" without dead ends, he had to come for a physical examination almost every month.

After the panic passed, his stomach settled down a lot, and he felt that he could do it again.

Once the stomach disease recurred for several years, the pain was so painful that he wished to have a "caesarean section" on his stomach.

The first relapse almost killed him three months ago, and now he doesn’t take good care of it, the scar is healed and the pain is forgotten, why not just drink pesticide?

These were the original words of his attending physician, the kind who pointed at his nose and cursed.

Qin Siyuan was lying on the hospital bed, weak and unable to refute, and of course, he could not refute.

Seeing the doctor's glorious back walking out of the ward, Qin Siyuan reluctantly wanted to take out his mobile phone and report a letter to Shao Xueyang.

If he knew from other people that he was admitted to the hospital again, he would have to make trouble with himself for a long time.

After digging in his trouser pocket for a long time, the stomachache caused his brain to short-circuit.

I vaguely remember that I didn't have a mobile phone when I just paid the bill, so who helped him advance the money?Where is his phone?

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