Dressed as the mortal enemy of the sick and charming male protagonist

He must hate him so much now, but still force himself to do this.

Trying to break free his hand back, but the man held on tighter, his dark eyes swept over, Qi Song subconsciously stopped breaking free, and held his hand instead.

The hands of both of them were wet with water, and when they were intertwined, they were warm and comfortable.

Shen Ci raised his eyes and stared at him without saying a word, as if waiting for his words.

"I thought...you really threw away the ring." Qi Song didn't realize that when he said this, his voice was trembling slightly, and his lips were also white, as if he could be blown down by the wind if he didn't experience it.

Letting Qi Song hold his hand, he still didn't speak, just looked at him calmly, but what Qi Song didn't know was that at this moment his heart was already turbulent.

"I didn't mean it just now, that ring... fell off accidentally."

He said this again without thinking, he didn't realize that he seemed to be trying his best to explain, but this explanation seemed to be incompatible with the ring.

Shen Ci was about to withdraw his hand, Qi Song thought that he was really angry and didn't want to listen to his explanation, so he stretched out the other hand to hold his hand tightly, and at that moment, his eyes turned red red.

To his relatives, to his shit captain, to his heart disease, he can't care about anything, it's too fucking uncomfortable, if he wants to die, he will die, what else is better than what he has faced these days He is the most stupid way to look forward and backward. This person in front of him is devoted to him, but he has always been pretentious. He looks like this himself, let alone Shen Ci. up.

Shen Ci was stunned for a moment by his sudden movement and current expression. In fact, he just wanted to pull out his hand to turn off the nozzle just now, but he didn't realize it...

"You...don't go yet."

Shen Ci looked at him silently, such serious gaze made Qi Song not know what to say for a moment, he just blurted out: "Are you...are you angry? I'm sorry..."

Shen Ci's eyes flickered slightly, and the hand held by him couldn't help curling up, watching his eye sockets gradually getting wet, and his thick eyelashes were soaked wet, never seen him cry, this is the first time , followed by a burst of pain in the depths of my heart.

"Sorry for what?" Shen Ci asked in a hoarse voice.

"It was my fault for treating you like that before...you must be very sad. I...don't expect you to forgive me now, but can you...don't be angry for so long..."

"Does that mean I can only be angry within the time you stipulated?" Quite a lot to ask.

Qi Song also felt that his thoughts were confused now, he only wanted to keep him, and his words had no logic at all.

Seeing that he was silent, Shen Ci asked again, "Did you do this because of what the Shen family did before?"

"Or because of something else?"

Asking questions again and again, Qi Song didn't know how to explain, and gradually let go of his hand. Could it be that he said it was because of his illness?

Seeing his hesitant face, Shen Ci snorted lightly, "Others can make you give up on me with a few words, so the relationship between us is nothing more than that, am I so untrustworthy in your heart?"

Hearing his indifferent voice with disappointment, Qi Song felt inexplicably anxious, and couldn't care less about anything else, suddenly stretched out his hands to wrap his neck around his neck, looked at him with incomparable sincerity, "No."

Shen Ci was tall, and he had to stand on tiptoe to hold his neck, and the distance between the two became closer in an instant.

Shen Ci suppressed his inner emotions, and stared at him calmly, "What is that, you should explain clearly."

He can't explain everything, about the illness...he can't say it anyway.

Just looking at him, after a long time, he said in a low voice: "Do you still like me?"