The Price of Rebirth [System]

It's a dream.

Zhang Chongji ran barefoot in a forest, the thorns on the ground were winding, and the green forest in the distance could not see the end.

The sharp thorns scratched his insteps and skin, and almost every piece of ground he stepped on left bloodstains. The pain from the thorns on the soles of his feet made it difficult for him to breathe, but he couldn't control himself to stop moving forward.

Along the way, the mottled blood turned into bright red roses blooming all the way behind him, and the soft petals finally formed a breathtakingly beautiful sea of ​​roses, and his legs were already dripping with blood.

The forest began to fog up, and a man came out of the fog, the corners of his lips curled up tenderly and affectionately, Zhang Chongji looked at the man in a daze, and stopped unconsciously.

Let that man hug him into his arms, and when he raised his head again, the gentle affection in the other's eyes was gone, and the disbelief reflected in his pupils was like a twisted blade, struggling in pain.

"Yuan Cheng?" Zhang Chongji called him softly, but what he got was heavy panting.

There was a feeling of liquid splashing in the palm of his hand, and the warm and viscous liquid flowed between his fingers. Zhang Zhong lowered his head belatedly, and saw the sharp dagger was splashed with blood and was sinking into the man's abdomen. The owner of the dagger is... himself.

The white palm was covered with warm blood, dazzling and terrifying.

Zhang Chongji opened his pupils wide, shook his head with trembling hands, and stepped back step by step.

"no……"

"Why are you..." He squatted on the ground clutching his wound, his eyes were desperate and desolate.

"It's not like that," Zhang Chongji shook his head, his pale character was bloodless, "It's not like that!!!"

"Yuan Cheng!"

Shouting in pain, Zhang Chongji woke up from the nightmare, and the expression of fear in his dilated pupils had not faded away.

He breathed heavily like a fish landed on the shore, his chest heaving and heaving as if he would suffocate in the next second.

It seems that he has not fully awakened from the nightmare just now, his expression is still a little trance, and his eyes begin to blur in the snow-white ceiling after a moment of clarity.As if thinking of something, he raised his right hand subconsciously. The phalanges are distinct, and the fingers are white and slender. It is a perfect palm that is naturally suitable for drawing. Piercing someone else's body with a dagger and stained with blood.

Zhang Chongji's eyes flickered a little, and the painful thoughts fluctuated and finally calmed down.

Well...it was just a dream.

It seems that the warmth of the blood still remains in the palm of the hand.

For Zhang Chongji, that nightmare...was terribly real, but in retrospect it was like strangling his own throat, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Zhang Chongji trembled his lips and closed his eyes to calm down his emotions. He gradually slowed down his breathing. There was a faint smell of disinfectant in his nose. Although it was not pungent, it was not very pleasant. When he breathed steadily and opened his eyes again The mind in the pupils has become much clearer, at least it will not reveal the true trance in the heart as it did just now.

Stretching out his hand to touch his aching head, what his fingertips touched was the gauze wrapped round and round, as if he had realized where he was, Zhang Chongji subconsciously looked up at the door as if confirming, Sure enough, a vague red cross shape was vaguely seen on the glass sand window.

Taking a long breath, Zhang Chongji's expression became somewhat clear, his obviously relaxed body curled up under the quilt as if he lacked a sense of security, his eyes looked at the ceiling wearily, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Zhong didn't know whether he should be sad or thankful for using his body to pay the price to achieve his goal with ease.

When he stood at the top of the stairs and was about to go down, he even wanted to die like this for a moment, without having to speculate on anyone's psychology, without having to bear a price that didn't belong to him, and without having to entangle with them... without any burden How good it is to die.

However, when he really rolled down the stairs, he found out dully how much he was afraid of pain and even death.

When Yuan Cheng rushed over to hug him, when his handsome face was filled with fear, he let the hot tears from the corners of his eyes roll down for the first time.

The momentary exhaustion was like a tsunami flooding him, he felt the darkness slowly covering him, and the fear that had never been ignited made him weakly open his mouth, but it was difficult to spit out a clear word.

If I die just like this...if you are the one holding me...if I can boldly tell you what I want...

At that moment, Zhang Chongji's mind was fuzzy, he didn't even know what he was thinking, his fingers were holding the man in front of him tightly, but he felt that the distance between the two was terrifying.

I really want to, I really want to... I heard you call me to respect myself once, Yuan Cheng...

Tears kept rolling down the corners of his eyes, Zhang Zhongji opened his mouth to laugh, but the other party just kept wiping away his tears with trembling fingers, and the name he called out made his tears flow even more fiercely.

Yuan Cheng...

Sensing that the corners of his eyes were moist, Zhang Chongji raised his arm in a panic and wiped it, forcing himself to recover from the memories just now, and even forcing himself to delete the cold, firm and gentle face that kept popping up in his mind.

Be sensible, Zhang Chongji, and don't ruin the overall plan because of your personal feelings.

As if hypnotizing and admonishing himself, Zhang Chongji dictated to himself over and over again, from the beginning of the articulate to the last whisper, Zhang Chongji could only cover the choking sound in his mouth and close his eyes.

Only he knew how painful these feeble words made him.

Recognizing his own feelings but not being able to speak them out, and even cutting them off with his own hands in the end, just thinking about this makes Zhang Chongji uncomfortable and almost suffocate.

As if being involved in the emotions of the whole body, suddenly a sharp pain like burning a wrong nerve came from his drowsy head, which made Zhang Chongji curl up in pain.

He covered his face and curled up under the quilt, his already fair face became paler, and the bead-sized beads of sweat covered his forehead, making him look very painful.

Whether it was a nightmare or a reality, all these tormented him like a curse and brought him close to collapse, as if he wanted to vent something in his body, Zhang Zhongji finally let go of his biting lips, and wept bitterly under the quilt .

From the very beginning until now, whether it is physical torture or mental restraint, he has been freed from the heart-piercing cry at this moment.

And when Yuan Ke opened the ward, what caught his eyes was the man tightly wrapped in the quilt, trembling and curled up in the corner with tears streaming down his face. The red eyes easily suffocated the softest part of his heart, as if being squeezed wantonly.

Don't cry, don't cry.

Yuan Ke wanted to say this, but in the end he just hugged the other party into his arms on the quilt with trembling fingers.

Zhang Chongji felt the faint scent of cologne surrounding him, and he could hear the steady heartbeat in his strong chest even through a layer of quilt.

Tears blurred his vision, Zhang Chongji didn't know what was going on in his mind, but when that warm embrace hugged him, he cried harder and at the same time he took off the quilt and hugged the man fiercely.

It seemed that only in this way, the discomfort in his heart would be slightly relieved.

"I'm here," Yuan Ke hugged him in a hoarse voice, his muscular arms almost surrounded Zhang Chongji's whole body in his chest, his low voice comforted with a hint of pain, "don't cry... "

Zhang Chongji was still choking on his chest, his tears soaked the clothes in front of him like an unstoppable faucet, but Yuan Ke's lips were getting tighter and tighter.

His expression was terribly serious, but the pain in his eyes was clearly exposed.

He didn't want to see the person in his arms cry, or even see any grievance expression on the person in his arms. The tears falling from the eyes of the other party seemed to be able to hit his heart one by one, making his emotions violent in an instant. Want to destroy everything.

Zhang Chongji's shoulders were still trembling, Yuan Ke finally raised his lips as if he couldn't stand it, and blocked his lips when he opened his eyes wide.

The crying stopped abruptly, Zhang Chongji looked at the enlarged face in front of him, sobbing and crying a little dazedly.

He has never felt such a gentle kiss before, like soothing the most cherished baby, brushing away the tears from the corners of his eyes with soft lips, he can even feel the lips trembling slightly when the other party kisses him, carefully, like Such a light kiss would break him.

"Don't cry," said the hoarse voice with a sigh, Yuan Ke's kiss stopped on his forehead, the pain in his eyes rolled into clouds, as if he was suppressing something but just distressed, "As long as you fall Tears, my mind went blank and I didn't even know what to do."

"It's fine no matter what," Yuan Ke pulled the opponent's hand and put it on his heart. Yuan Ke looked at him seriously, moved his lips and finally sighed, "I don't want to feel that kind of helpless distress anymore, so ... don't cry."

Zhang Chongji blinked his eyes, looked into his eyes with a choking voice, and finally hugged his shoulders tightly. The next second when the other party hugged him back, he bit his shoulder above the collarbone fiercely.

It was as if the heart-piercing pain had nowhere to vent, as if he wanted to bite off that piece of meat, he didn't let go until he could taste the rusty blood through his thin clothes.

"Hmm—" Yuan Ke grunted in pain, instead of pushing him away, he hugged him even tighter.

He didn't understand what happened to this person on the hospital bed in such a short period of time when he left, but at this time he was silent but didn't ask anything, didn't mention anything, just let the other person let go of what he hadn't done. The corners of the eyes treat themselves as a vent.

If he could not cry, he would do anything.

No matter how painful it is, it's like watching him cry and feel powerless like going crazy.

How important the person in his arms is to him, no one knows better than himself, no one else.

Zhang Zhongji, who was slowly returning to his senses, let go of his teeth numbly, and the shoulders that caught his eyes were already dripping with blood, as if he hadn't expected that he would do such a thing out of control, so he covered his mouth, opened his pupils and raised his head to look at him. Yuan Ke just looked at him with soft eyes, and his lips were tightly pressed as if he was suppressing the pain before.

"Feeling better?"

The pale lips were dyed red by bright blood, and there was a coquettish visual sense on that sickly and fair face.Zhang Chongji's mouth was filled with the rusty smell of blood on his shoulders, his eyes were lowered and he didn't lift up to look at him, he just spoke in a low and hoarse voice.

"Are you a dummy?"

"what?"

"Don't you know how to push me away!" Zhang Chongji suddenly raised his head, Yuan Ke couldn't understand the emotion in his eyes, it was like hatred and self-annoyance, he had never seen it from those clean eyes Such an involved struggle somehow softened his heart.

"Are you kidding?" Yuan Ke smiled lowly, his eyes looked at him as if he wanted to engrave him in his heart for a lifetime, "how could I be willing to... push you away."

Zhang Chongji raised his eyes and looked at him fixedly. After a while, he gently touched the bite wound on his shoulder with his fingertips, and his apologetic voice was nasal after crying.

"sorry."

Yuan Ke didn't speak, just put his arms around him and patted his back gently. The deep voice sounded in his ears like soothing, making him feel very stable for a moment.

"No matter what happens, I'm here."

Zhang Chongji didn't speak, but hugged him tightly.

Can you not be so kind to me, even if it's just hypocrisy, maybe it's a salvation before I fall into it.

Buried in his arms, Zhang Chongji closed his eyes and was terribly quiet, as if the person whose eyes were red from crying was another him.

Perhaps for Zhang Chongji, the most frustrating thing is just a temporary appearance, and the whole process of heart-wrenching emotional torture has just begun.

The forest where he can't run is like the so-called opportunity for him to be reborn. On this road full of thorns, he can only be forced to keep running. Whether it is a person, even if he is tortured by great pain, he can't stop. There is no chance of turning back when the matter reaches this point, just like him in the dream. If the person he loves becomes an obstacle, maybe he will also Can only be forced to make the most difficult choice.

Even if that choice made him feel unbearably painful, he would never have a chance to redeem it.