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Wen Langxi ate Chinese food with Fu Guan and Shen Qiu.

After eating, he took Fu Guan's hand and went upstairs, and said as he climbed the steps: "Can I go to your bedroom later? You probably don't like my room."

Fu Guan was one step lower than Wen Langxi, and the intertwined hands of the two were right under his eyelids. Fu Guan lowered his eyes and watched, making it difficult for people to see the emotions in those thin eyelids.

"It's all right."

As soon as the two entered, Wen Langxi locked the door behind his back.

Hearing the sound of the lock being locked, Fu Guan looked back at the doorknob, said nothing, and took Wen Langxi to sit on the low sofa, and he sat on the wooden chair by the table.

The two were one meter apart.

Wen Langxi stared at Fu Guan for a long time, then patted the other side with his palm, "Sit here, you can sit down."

Fu Guan looked at a space next to Wen Langxi, and was a little tangled.

In fact, he didn't want to get too close to Wen Langxi. This person's behavior towards him was too intimate, and sometimes even exceeded the boundaries of ordinary friends.

Just like the hug with him in the room at noon today, no one would hug him so tightly, since he can remember, he has never been so close to anyone.

At that time, the two bodies were close together, his chin rested on the man's shoulder, his heart was pressed against the man's hard ribs, and the most embarrassing thing was that he could feel the place where the man pressed against his lower abdomen ...

Therefore, he doesn't dare to sit next to Wen Langxi now, for fear of some excessive physical contact.

Fu Guan slightly bent his index finger, pushed his glasses, and said, "Isn't it more comfortable to sit alone? Two people may be a little crowded."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Langxi was silent for a while, his long and narrow eyes fixed on Fu Guan, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed with the passage of time, and then disappeared, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his whole body exuded a gloomy look breath.

"Do you not want to sit with me? Brother Fu, or do you hate being so close to me?"

Fu Guan was stabbed by the other party's gloomy face, it was a pair of eyes that knew everything, at this moment, his heart stopped for a moment.

Although he knew that BPD patients lacked a sense of boundary with others, were often affected by other people's emotions, and were highly sensitive to other people's emotions, but he never expected that Wen Langxi had such a precise insight into his own emotions.

Fu Guan understands that this situation is not suitable to arouse Wen Langxi's negative emotions, so he parted his own hair, smiled softly, and looked at Wen Langxi, "Why, I'm just afraid that you will feel crowded , since it's not, then I'll sit here."

Wen Langxi stared at Fu Guan, nodded, and did not speak, waiting for the other party to sit beside him.

The moment he just sat up, Fu Guan was ready to be held by someone, but he was not. After he sat down, the man closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the sofa relaxedly.

Before Fu Guan could say anything, Wen Langxi whispered, "Want to hear my secret?"

Fu Guan tilted his head slightly, looked at the other party with his eyes closed tightly, and hummed.

"Listen, don't be afraid."

"will not."

Wen Langxi still closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, and it took a long time before he said something in a low hoarse voice.

"I've killed people."

Fu Guan clenched his hands tightly and did not say a word.

Any ordinary person would never tell his bad past to a new friend, but Wen Langxi would. He would tell his worst and dirtiest deeds to scare away those hypocritical friends , leaving only those who really will not leave him.

Wen Langxi was trying to test Fu Guan, whether he would leave him because of this.

This is the deepest and most real fear of BPD patients. Will the other party abandon themselves when they realize who they are?

They will feel that the feeling of being abandoned is death.

The reason why Wen Langxi said this with his eyes closed was because he didn't want to see the fear, nausea, and leaving his back that were about to appear in Fu Guan's eyes.

At this time, Fu Guan, who was sitting beside him, did not have these expressions.

The other party's hoarse voice sounded again, "When I was 13 years old."

Fu Guan still didn't say anything.

"Is there anything you want to ask? Brother Fu."

"Why kill?"

Wen Langxi closed his eyes and sneered, "I just killed a scumbag."

After a pause, he continued: "My surname was Qin when I was 12 to 13 years old. At that time, my name was Qin Langxi, and the scumbag was my adoptive father at that time, Qin Gong."

"He's a pedophile."

Fu Guan turned his head abruptly and looked at Wen Langxi. There was no pain or sadness on the other side, only disdain.

"My adoptive mother didn't like me at that time. I forgot my name, but my surname should be Yu. She couldn't bear children and didn't like children, but her husband liked me, and he even liked little boys of twelve or thirteen years old."

Fu Guan was speechless, and sympathy gradually gathered in Wen Langxi's eyes.

"I was pretty cute at that time, but I was a bit dark. He picked me at the orphanage. At that time, I thought I would finally not have to compete with those children for food. I felt relieved, but I didn't expect that it was just The beginning of another abyss."

Orphanage.Fu Guan's heart trembled.

"He was okay at the beginning, at least he gave me food and clothing. But until half a year later, he occasionally asked me to sleep in the same bed with me. I thought he really regarded me as his own son, so he was quite happy, so he I slept with him a few times. But one night, I woke up suddenly and found him touching my chest."

"I was so scared that I rolled out of the bed and asked him what he was doing. He smiled at me lovingly and said to tickle me. At that time, I was young, and I didn't know that a man would be interested in a boy, so I didn't delve into it. Go to bed and continue to sleep."

"But then he tickled me every now and then, and I started to realize something was wrong, until one day when he wanted to kiss me on the mouth, I called him a pervert and was about to run out, but he quickly grabbed me and slapped me several times. At this moment, my adoptive mother came back, she saw Qin Gong beating me, she didn't stop her, she just took a look, and said that now she knows the child is hard to raise."

Fu Guan watched Wen Langxi say these things calmly. He didn't know that the other party had encountered such treatment at such a young age, and his heart ached even more, so he slowly took his hand.

Wen Langxi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Fu Guan to do this. After realizing it, he held his hand back, closed his eyes and continued: "Half a year has passed like this, and I have been beaten a lot, but I have always stuck to myself. I didn’t let him kiss me. Until that night, he drank some wine and dragged me to the roof with brute force, threatening that if I didn’t obey him, he would push me down.”

"But in the end, I pushed him down when he was drunk."

"He was thrown to death."

Fu Guan didn't regret the disappearance of this life, he deserved to die ten thousand times.

Correspondingly, he felt sorry for Wen Langxi even more now, so he asked softly: "Then, how did your adoptive mother deal with it?"

"Because I was yelling too loudly that day, she followed me to the top of the building and saw Qin Gong's behavior towards me. Seeing that I was about to push him, she tried to come over to stop him, but she was still a step too late. Finally, I was taken to the police station. Those few days were muddled, I don’t remember anything, I only know that after I reacted, I had already returned to the orphanage.”

Fu Guan felt that it was very likely that Qin Gong's crimes were exposed by his adoptive mother at that time, and finally his conscience was not completely wiped out.

Just as Fu Guan was thinking about this, Wen Langxi opened his eyes, with a trace of unconcealable fear, "What? Are you planning to leave me?"

"Why did you leave? It's not your fault."

Wen Langxi sneered and said, "But I bear human life on my back."

"And there's more than one."

"Total, five."

Fu Guan's whole body trembled. What exactly has he experienced?

But now, Wen Langxi was sitting right across from him, and he didn't go to jail, which was enough to show that it wasn't his fault.

He may have carried all the crimes that did not belong to him on his body.

Fu Guan held Wen Langxi's hand with both hands, and said softly, "I believe it's not your fault."

"Don't you think I'm dirty?"

Fu Guanli was stung again, he was too sympathetic and distressed what happened to this person, "No, you are the purest person I have ever seen, don't belittle yourself."

Wen Langxi sat up straight, staring closely at Fu Guan's eyes behind the lens, trying to see a trace of deception.

But no, there was only distress in those clear eyes, no disgust, no nausea, no deceit.

After a long time, Wen Langxi slowly hugged Fu Guan's body tightly, and did not speak for a long time.

Between their chests touching, Fu Guan could feel Wen Langxi's heartbeat.

"Why are you so kind to me? What if you leave me in the future..."

Fu Guan could feel the slightly trembling body of the other party, and Wen Langxi was crying silently.

My heart ached for a while, and then I stroked the other person's generous back with my hand, "I told you I won't leave, and I will always be with you."

"What if we leave?"

"Then you take me back."