Unreasonable

,what about me.

He doesn't have to fight with anyone.He just wanted to get a little of what they didn't want.

He knew he couldn't afford the good ones.That's okay too.I'm sorry, I don't want it.

It's just that what he was begging for was so trivial, why he still had nothing in the end.

Bai Si put down the syringe, and the wish gradually subsided.

He tidied up the medicine box, sighed, and said to Youyi: "Younan is also in a bad condition right now."

Looking at Younan again, he said, "Younan, I'm sorry."

Youyi didn't look at Younan, with a light expression on his face, he helped him up to make a wish.

Lin Xiuyin and Xu Guoliang just rushed over, looked at Xu Wish with a sluggish expression, and asked with difficulty: "Ah Yuan...what's wrong with her?"

A group of people followed Youyi, and the bustle of the crowd left the two of them standing on the street.

Xiao Yuechen looked at Younan's back and sighed.

Since when did things become like this.

Originally everything was fine, but Xiao Ran hated Qu Yang, felt that she was despicable, and even disliked him, but insisted on chasing the moon that had been chasing the moon high in the sky for more than ten years, and that was all right.

He chases his moon, and they live their lives without interfering with each other, which is considered peaceful.

Until the wedding news came.

Xiao Ran sat at the bar, pouring bottle after bottle of wine down his stomach like he was dying.

Xiao Yuechen huddled in Qu Yang's arms, watching the man full of hostility, but with tears in his eyes.

Xiao Ran stood up staggeringly, and walked out of the bar with heavy feet and light feet.

Qu Yang squatted down, and said to Xiao Yuechen: "Chenchen, follow Dad and watch him, okay?"

Xiao Yuechen nodded, and chased after him, not far or near.

Xiao Ran didn't know where he should go.He looked up and saw three moons.

He walked unsteadily and almost fell when he stepped over the ladder. After walking a few steps, his shoulder hit the street lamp again.

Brother Ran can't cry.

He's the big brother, the strongest, can't cry...

He's just... a little sad.

He has been chasing after making a wish for more than ten years. He has been stabbed and bled.

He just wants her back.

His parents died early, and his childhood was not good.

No one has ever taught him what love is and how to love.

But based on his own experience and experience, what he wants is worth chasing and should be in his hands.

He can't play the romance of upper-class people they say, he is just a bastard, the only thing he can show is that face, and the love that no one believes in.

But, love is not gentle enough, is it wrong?

Why.

Why?

He trembled with resentment and wept bitterly.

Day and night tossing and turning, not being able to be gentle.

When he saw her smiling happily in a white wedding dress, the bone-biting jealousy made his eyes red and bloodshot.

That's what he wants.

Obviously what he wanted.

He gave more and got nothing.

He's just...he's just not reconciled...

He rushed to the opposite side like a wolf, grabbed Wishing's wrist, covered her mouth tightly and dragged her into the depths of the alley. He didn't know that Youyi in the milk tea shop was still talking about his bride with a bright smile.

He saw her struggling desperately, shaking her head, and weeping, her wide eyes were full of disbelief and panic...

But there is no shadow of him alone.

Not even a shallow layer...

Tearing, screaming, crying... Those gentle eyes finally lost their luster.

Then Yiyi came.

He left with a wish.

And he rolled on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and saw three moons in the sky.

he......

Xiao Ran......

Ruined wishing...

ruined...his moon...and their 13 years...

He slapped himself hard, let out a bloody laugh from his chest, and saw a group of people approaching swaggeringly with knives and sticks in the distance.

Big brother is not so easy to be.he thought then.

The muffled sound echoed in the narrow alley as the stick with a thick wrist greeted him.

He hugged his head, his whole body was covered with bruises, his whole body was covered with blood, blood stuck to his teeth, and flowed out...

His breath also brought the ear-piercing sound of blood rushing through his throat. Just as he was cornered and slashed with a knife, a woman pushed away the crowd and jumped on him, followed by the muffled sound of the knife piercing into the flesh.

In the haze, he vaguely saw Qu Yang's face distorted by pain, and he could only say with difficulty to the stunned boy at the entrance of the alley:

"Come on."

But he couldn't make a sound.

Can't make a sound... until the three moons merged into one, the light gradually faded, and the eyes were completely dark...

cold.

62. No.60 The Second Unreasonable Trouble

◎Waiting for you. ◎

"So I am Xiao Ran's son." You Nan asked softly, and Xiao Yuechen clenched his hands.

"But why can't I be Youyi's son? Why?" Younan grabbed his arms, looked at his upturned eyes, pure black eyes, and the complex emotions surging in them, trembling.

"Then why did they want to give birth to me? Why did they let me live in such a humble and despicable way, why didn't they let me die in the first place!!!"

Xiao Yuechen hugged Younan tightly, her eyes were red, and with a hoarse voice, she replied in a low voice: "Younan, you know...Aunt Xu is not in good health...you... .”

The last sliver of expectation suddenly fell through, and Younan felt his heart explode violently.

It turned out that his life was a helpless charity.

How much loneliness, how much despair, how much joyful expectation, how much humble begging into the dust...

18 years of unbearable time ran through my mind frame by frame, the extreme joys and sorrows shattered at the moment the fog cleared, and the embarrassment and absurdity fell to the ground.

His chest rose and fell violently, as if he was about to roar out in the next second.Xiao Yuechen waited quietly, with complicated eyes.

After a while, the expected roar of collapse did not come down.He just took a step back, as if he suddenly lost all color.

Maybe the sky disappeared at that moment, but behind the thick clouds is not the bright sun that has been expected for 14 years, but a deeper night.

More desperate than an abyss, more suffocating than a furnace.

He just said softly: "I want to go to that alley to have a look."

You brushed back the wishing long hair, stroked his eyebrows and eyes with his fingertips, feeling a little absent-minded.

Bai Si left with Lin Xiuyin and Xu Guoliang who were in a daze, but Younan didn't follow, and he was the only one awake in the room.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, illuminating the few strands of white hair on his temples, dazzling and sad.

He sat on the edge of the bed, clasped the wishing hand with both hands, rested his forehead on the phalanx, and closed his eyes tiredly.

Make a wish, make a wish, grow up quickly.

I'm afraid that one day I can't hold it anymore, what should you do?

When he was young, he planned a wonderful venture without knowing the heights of the heavens and the earth, but suddenly the sky fell and the earth fell. He didn't take a look at it, and ruined the wonderful life of the two of them.

All longings and dreams lose their brilliance in the dull and watery years, only to be sad in vain when waking up from the dream, and always, can't bring back the happy time of laughing and cursing.

It's not that I didn't think about leaving.

Leave wishing, leave Yucheng, go to the ends of the earth, and live a chic life.

I also thought about dying, every second of this damn day is suffering.

But when he thought about the unreserved dependence of making a wish, and the beautiful years of growing up with his childhood sweetheart for more than ten years, he felt that he really had no choice.

So he propped up a broken home on his own.Walking dead, life and death are not up to oneself.

He is also very difficult, who will give him a hand.

He tucked in the quilt for Wishing, turned up the temperature a little, and closed the door.He stopped and walked, and unknowingly came to the door of Younan's room.

There is South, there is South, there is difficulty, there is difficulty.For the birth of this child, he harbored the most vicious curse in his heart.

He opened the door and entered, and the room was full of paper stars squeezed into various bottles, in the shape of drops, moons, straight cylinders, stars...

He walked into the desk, and all those beautiful books, large and small, were classified into thick stacks of book excerpts, diaries, essays, and dreams, all of which disappeared, leaving only an empty wooden room.

He couldn't remember how old Younan was when he excitedly said to him with eyes full of attachment: "Where my notebook is is my home!"

How did he come back?

Can not remember.

Maybe a nonchalant "hmm."

Maybe a slight nod.

Maybe... fell on deaf ears.

It's always like this, no matter what Younan talks to him, what kind of emotions you feel at the beginning, excitement, excitement, sadness, loneliness... In the end, there is only disappointment left.

But now, he doesn't know where the boy moved his precious notebook.

He suddenly remembered that before the nanny left, the child was fat and white, always smiling.Every morning, he would pick a bunch of flowers from the yard and send them to his study.

He tried to recall, when did it start?

When did you become thinner, when did you stop laughing, when did you start not sending flowers.

He was... not a lonely child...

It was me who struggled like a prison, disappointing a child who reached out to him again and again.

Those moving eyes finally lost their vitality, and all emotions were locked in darkness.He's finally starting to behave like any other kid.

But only I know, he's still through the night