My nemesis confessed to me

At first, Wang Qi was like a trapped beast, looking at everyone with scarlet eyes, not letting anyone touch him, his emotions and mind were on the verge of collapse.

Even once someone got close to him, he would attack crazily. After a few days, no one dared to get close to him.

Before Wang Qi came here, he hadn't had a good meal or rest for a long time. After a few days of trouble, his whole body weakened rapidly, and his voice began to become hoarse.

So he started hurting himself.

The original corners of the ward were smoothed and wrapped, and there was nothing but a bed.

The violent beating sound also gradually stopped.

This is the seventh day that Wang Qi was sent in.

During this period, Li Qingkai never came.

Wang Yi put away all her distress and worries, with a gentle smile on her face.

It's just that when he walked in, he still couldn't help covering his mouth and turning around.

Wang Qi lay straight on the bed, like a cold corpse, his eyes looked at the white ceiling, his pale face showed no expression.

The already thin man was so thin that only a skeleton remained. The white hospital gown bound his arms, exposing his thin and pale ankles.

At this time, Wang Qi lost the sharp and rich beauty, as if he was like a puppet about to decay, without soul or life.

Wang Yi resisted sobbing, she wiped away the tears that overflowed her eyes.

She looked up, smiling again on her face.

"Wang Qi, the doctor said that you have been very obedient recently, but you still don't like to eat. Is the food here not delicious? I'll bring you your favorite soup tomorrow, okay?"

As expected, there was no response.

Wang Yi straightened the broken hair on Wang Qi's forehead, his eyes were slightly red.

Wang Qi's madness has reached the point where he can hurt himself, like an instinct, if the depression in his heart is not vented on others, he will attack himself.

If Li Qingkai hadn't discovered that there were more and more digging and biting injuries on the back of his hands, and if Li Qingkai hadn't discovered that Wang Qi was taking a lot of medicine to maintain his body functions, he probably wouldn't have known that such a proud and reckless person had put What kind of crazy situation did I torture myself to.

Wang Qi seems to have fallen into a strange desperate situation, he can't get out, and he can't see the slightest light.

Even wherever you can see, there are all grotesque and distorted pictures.Wiping away the moisture from the corners of her eyes, Wang Yi took a deep breath and untied Wang Qi's tangled sleeves.

The accompanying nurse wanted to stop her, but was intimidated by her sharp eyes.

No matter what situation Wang Qiluo fell into, he should not be treated so unbearably.

Wang Yi took out something from the bag, and slowly put it into Wang Qi's palm.

She stroked his temples and said softly, "Treat him well, okay?"

After she finished speaking, she stopped talking, took a deep look at Wang Qi, and left.

The iron gate made a loud crashing sound.

Wang Qi, who was like a puppet, rolled his eyes, tightly clutching the things in his scarred hands.

Through a slight gap, one can vaguely see that it is an extremely ordinary but small Chinese knot.

……

Li Qingkai just finished a recovery treatment.

He held the cigarette between his fingers and brought it to his mouth with trembling fingers.

After Wang Qi left, Li Qingkai's addiction to cigarettes became more serious, and he could hardly leave his cigarette, like a poisoned poppy.

He closed his eyes, calmed his breath, and put his pale fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair.

"How is Chen Fan recently?"

The young man pushed down his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"I heard that Ms. Wu is pregnant. He often stays with Ms. Wu and rarely goes out."

Li Qingkai opened his eyes with indifference.

The young man continued: "But he often goes to another place."

"Hexi Road."

Li Qingkai spat out a few words lightly.

The young man pursed his lower lip and did not speak.

Hexi Road is the place where Li Mingzhi lived with Chen Mansu before returning to Li's house.

That is a hidden gray area in City H, where all the shady transactions and filth are hidden deep inside.

And that is also the place where several forces in City H are competing for it.

This also caused a mess there, even if Li Qingkai reached in, it would take a lot of effort.

"Do you want to go there?"

Li Qingkai narrowed his eyes and took a sip of his cigarette.

"No, wait for him to come out."

Li Mingzhi didn't deserve such a trouble for him.

In other words, that place is not worthy for Li Qingkai to visit in person.

He extinguished the half-lit cigarette butt in his hand, lowered his eyes and asked, "Wang Qi..."

"very bad."

The young man answered him quickly.

So fast that he couldn't help but looked up at him.

The young man looked away: "Second Young Master has not eaten or drank for several days, and Mr. Chu said that Second Young Master is choosing to die slowly."

Li Qingkai looked at the falling soot and asked softly, "Why?"

The young man glanced at Li Qingkai and repeated Chu Yi's words.

——"Probably someone like Li Qingkai can't shake him even death, so he won't understand how empty a person who doesn't love himself or the world lives, as if he stepped on this land, but his soul is floating up in the air."

Li Qingkai pursed his lips tightly.

He really didn't understand.

Because whether it is the death of his mother or the death of his grandfather, short-term grief does not have any impact on his life.

Even if he walked through the gate of hell by himself, as long as there is still a glimmer of life, he can tear the darkness apart with his own hands, and let himself be the light that steps out of the crack.

He's a guy who's always fighting to win.

The youth followed his own ideas and asked what he wanted to ask.

"Are you going to see him?"

Li Qingkai's lowered half face was shrouded in shadow, he said softly: "Just wait a little longer."

The sunset glow that falls behind takes away the last ray of light.

New Year is coming.

……

After his last wedding, he never met Li Qingkai again.

Nearly two months have passed in between.

But this didn't make Chen Fan forget the knife hanging above his head.

Walking into a deep and quiet courtyard, the elegant Japanese-style clubhouse soothes the restlessness in the heart when passing by a dense cherry blossom forest, bringing people lazy leisure.

As soon as Chen Fan raised his eyes, he saw the young man who was drinking tea.

He paused for a moment, and subconsciously looked around a few times.

"Please sit down."

The young man raised his head and glanced at him.

During Li Qingkai's absence, he was in contact with young people in many matters.

This ordinary-looking young man with a restrained personality always has a mysterious and distant color on him.

Being close can always make people want to stay away involuntarily.

Chen Fan took a sip of tea and didn't speak.

It's just that the young man didn't open his mouth either, he admired the cherry blossoms outside with a calm expression, his fair face was peaceful.

Chen Fan was a little restless in the quiet atmosphere. After an unknown period of time, he squeezed his fingers, raised his head and said, "Why did you ask me here?"

The youth never contacted him privately.

Still in the name of Li Qingkai.

"I know what you've been up to lately."

When the young man said these words calmly, Chen Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he became vigilant almost instantly.

"Don't be nervous, I didn't tell Young Master Li."

Chen Fan looked at the young man suspiciously.

He doesn't trust young people, it should be said, he doesn't trust anyone around Li Qingkai.

The young man brewed a cup of fragrant tea gracefully.

The easy-going attitude is nothing like an ordinary secretary.

Chen Fan looked at him fixedly, trying to see a clue from his calm face.

"Second Young Master was sent to the hospital by Young Master Li."

The young man said these words lightly.

Chen Fan's hands on his knees tightened.

This matter has already spread throughout the city of H.

"Do you want to see him?"

Chen Fan raised his head abruptly.

Even he couldn't help sitting up straight, and his eyes, which had never fluctuated, looked straight at the young man.

The young man blew on the steaming tea slowly.

"I can take you to see him."

Chen Fan regained his composure after a short period of excitement.

He looked at the young man seriously, and asked quietly: "Aren't you afraid that Li Qingkai will know?"

He didn't think Li Qingkai would allow him to meet Wang Qi.

"It has nothing to do with you."

The young man answered him ambiguously.

Chen Fan still did not relax his vigilance.

But you can see Wang Qi...

Chen Fan lowered his eyes, this was really an irresistible temptation for him.

……

on an ordinary night.

The young man took Chen Fan to the hospital unimpeded.

The closer they got, Chen Fan's heart couldn't stop beating, and the long corridor was a bit oppressive and cramped under the dim light.

The long shadows of the two fell behind, and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor was like a signal, bringing a cold chill.

The young man stopped at the door of a ward.

Chen Fan was slightly taken aback, and through the tiny window in the middle, he saw Wang Qi lying flat on the bed from a distance.

The whole person was numb and sluggish.

His heart tightened, and he almost couldn't help wanting to go in.

The young man put his hands in his pockets: "The second young master is receiving treatment."

Chen Fan couldn't help but let out a low voice: "He doesn't need any treatment at all!"

A person like Wang Qi should do everything he wants to do recklessly, step on anything he doesn't like, and always raise his proud chin.

The young man glanced at him lightly.

"he needs."

Chen Fan wanted to say something more, but he still gritted his teeth and endured it.

He looked at Wang Qi, and almost greedily traced his outline, from his eyebrows to his eyes, nose, and saw his thin body inch by inch.

The young man raised his eyebrows very slightly, and said calmly: "Second Young Master has been unwilling to cooperate before, and then he calmed down."

"why."

In Chen Fan's eyes, Wang Qi never compromised on anything.

"Li Shao once gave him a Chinese knot."

Chen Fan's eyes moved slightly, and he saw the thing tightly clutched in Wang Qi's hand at a glance.

He clenched his fists tightly and took a deep look at Wang Qi.

The young man did not speak, but stood quietly aside.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Fan lowered his head and asked softly, "Has Young Master Li visited him?"

"No."

Chen Fan pursed his lips, and the dark light in his eyes suddenly went out, turning into a thick darkness.

He raised his eyes, took one last look at Wang Qi, then turned and left without saying a word.

The young man stayed where he was, and smiled vaguely.

A tall figure stepped out from the end of the corridor.

He leaned against the wall, and could see the flames flickering through the smoke.

"What a poor man."

The young man pushed his glasses: "Living in this world, no one is a poor person."

Chu Yi took down the cigarette from his mouth, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his lips and smiled: "This is not like what you can say."

The young man took off his glasses, wiped them slowly, and glanced at Chu Yi with his flirtatious yet cold eyes.

"Smooth less, short life."

Chu Yi looked at the young man's thin and straight back, raised his eyebrows slightly, and shook off a trace of soot.