Don't be sad behind my back

--exist--

In the messy bedroom, Han Yi curled up and lay on the ground.

There are red marks engraved on the inside of Leng Bai's wrist.

That day, I woke up in a strange ward.

Han Yi was still in a trance under the effects of anesthesia, but was suddenly woken up by a reprimand.

"stand up!"

Han Yi was so familiar with this voice that even if his brain didn't respond immediately, his flesh, nerves, and blood were already trembling.

His body collapsed, and his perennially tense nerves also collapsed.

It's Han Teng...

"Discharge! Get out now!"

There was only Han Teng in the ward.

Han Yi's memory still stays at the time when he refused the treatment, and he doesn't know whether it is a hallucination or a dream.

Seeing Han Yi lying on the hospital bed in a daze, Han Teng rushed up and slapped him.

Han Yi's head was tilted from the beating, and he coughed twice in a muffled voice.

"Get up! You're fucking addicted to lying down! Get up fucking! Dead man, you! Wen Shan is a fucking fool! Spending money to cure such a dead man! If I knew it was a disability, I would give it to whomever I love! Get out of here! "

mom?Is my mother going to treat me?

But what about her?

To whom...what to whom?

Han Yi's mind was in chaos. Being slapped made him even more dizzy. He didn't know what happened during his coma. After a few days, he didn't know what Han Teng said. water.

Enduring the postoperative pain, he was carried home by Han Teng.

When he opened the bedroom door, he almost thought that a thief had entered the house.

My room was in disarray, the clothes in the closet were thrown all over the floor, the pockets were rummaged, the drawers of the desk were pulled out, things were dumped on the floor, and the floor was in a mess. There was a small black velvet box with the lid open, It was empty inside.Not far away, in a circle of broken glass, colorful confetti was scattered.

Han Yi vaguely felt that his secret had been discovered.

Han Yi stumbled closer and saw the scattered glass among the broken glass. His heart sank suddenly. It was the photo of himself and Cheng Xiao.

It was torn to pieces, crumpled, and fell hard to the ground.

Like his feelings for Cheng Xiao, it was completely ruined.

The window was open and, no doubt, the bracelet had been thrown.

In the icy and snowy field, he limped and pawed at the frozen snow.

In the middle of the night, he still couldn't find it, and when the blood on his hands dried up, new ones would gush out.

He knocked on the door, but no one opened.

Not long after, the drunk Han Teng came back and saw Han Yi sitting on the ground leaning against the door like a dead body, he suddenly became angry and kicked him to the ground.

Han Yi was very weak, he didn't have any strength to struggle, and he didn't want to struggle.

It hurts, it's nothing.

There was no sign of life in the gray eyes.

He learned from Han Teng's abuse that Wen Shan divorced him, and he tried all despicable and shameless means to take away himself and the house. Originally, Wen Shan would rather not have the house but also Han Yi, but changed his mind temporarily .

As for the reason, it was probably because he discovered that Han Yi is a heterogeneous person who likes men.

In the end, the house belonged to Wen Shan and rented to Han Teng, and Han Yi awarded it to Han Teng.

Han Teng probably didn't know, otherwise why would he come to the hospital to take him away, but when he found out that Han Yi was covered with illnesses, he probably regretted it to death.

From then on, he was locked at home every day, and he would be afraid in the middle of the night, just like when he was a child, he was afraid that Han Teng would go home.

Living in dire straits every day, he gradually forgot the existence of his body, and the pain paralyzed his nerves.

He couldn't tell whether it was day or night, and his eyes were filled with cold gray.

The surroundings are eerie and gloomy, like being in a cemetery, with no light and no living things.

The door of the bedroom is half-closed, and there is bottomless blackness in the gap. As long as you get close, it is like falling into a vortex like a devil's mouth, and you will be swallowed and annihilated.

Han Yi curled up in a corner and curled up.

His clothes seemed to be wet. He looked down, and saw a dazzling scarlet, like a devil's red eyes, bewitching people's hearts and making people unable to look away.

This is the only color in the gray world, the only flame, and the only survival.

Han Yi seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, frantically looking for signs of life.

He found that when a sharp object stabbed himself, bright red spots would appear in front of his eyes.

He is disgusted, afraid, and frantically avoids the ashes of death. Only this scarlet can warm him up, and it is his shelter.

Also, the torn photo.

Thinking of this, Han Yi staggered and rushed to the desk, because one leg was not flexible, he knocked over the chair.

Han Yi picked up a small pile of scraps of paper on the table, carefully placed them on the ground, and found another tube of glue.

Afterwards, Han Yi sat on the ground, bent down, and carefully put together the photos piece by piece. Seeing Cheng Xiao's face appeared in front of his eyes, Han Yi smiled, and the smile became more and more happy, and even the corners of his eyes showed hot tears. Tears filled that morbidly emaciated handsome face.

The photo is glued well, but the crack will never be glued well.

Han Yi understands that he is just a poor person in his heart. Although he yearns for freedom and warmth, he is afraid of sudden happiness. He never dares to fully accept other people's love for him from the beginning to the end. He will shrink back and be afraid. Will push away, it's a poor stray cat.

What's more, Han Yi has been a stray cat since he was born.

Late at night, Han Yi heard Han Teng's snoring, and got out of the bedroom in the dark to drink some water.

Han Teng's cell phone rang, and Han Yi was startled.

He walked silently, as if he floated to Han Teng's side.

Caller: 1????2130;

Han Yi was stunned, it was Wen Shan.

After hesitating for a long time, he took the phone away.

"You two pack up and leave these two days. I'm going to sell the house."

"say something!"

"It's me...Mom..."

There was a few seconds of silence on the phone.

"You unlucky thing! It's because of you that I am what I am today! You, why didn't you die before you were born?!

You have to pay me back how many years I have been angry!Divorce is too late!It's far away!Get out of here!roll!Get out of here, both of you!Go away tomorrow! "

Wen Shan was hoarse and hysterical, her voice seemed to be tinged with crying.

The sharp scream of collapse pinned Han Yi in place.

When he spoke again, Han Yi's throat was trembling.

"mom……"

"Shut up! Don't call me mom!"

"A... aunt..."

"What else?!"

"Is it because of...Cheng Xiao..."

"Cheng Xiao?!" Wen Shan snorted coldly: "I don't care if you're a pervert or not. I don't care if you have anything to do with Cheng Xiao. Anyway, you're not my son anymore, so go hang out with that drunk of yours!"

"Then...you...why..."

Han Yi was almost begging cautiously, he just wanted to know if it had something to do with Cheng Xiao, and if it didn't, then why.

He would rather hurt himself in order to leave evidence, because Wen Shan didn't dare to speak, so he would bear the consequences himself. Even so, he would take Wen Shan away from Han Teng, and Wen Shan vowed to take him away, but why did he become How could he be left behind now?

Wen Shan said in disgust: "Ask him yourself! He's a man, let's see if he dares to tell the truth!"

beep...beep...beep...

Han Teng got up early in the morning to go to the bathroom, and when he saw a figure in front of the kitchen window, he was so frightened that he almost fell down.

He was still drunk, and cursed vaguely: "You...fuck...what are you doing standing...!!"

Holding something in his hand, the figure turned around quietly and approached Han Teng.

Han Teng took a step back unconsciously.

A cold and hoarse voice came: "Wen Shan is nothing to you."

Unexpectedly, Han Teng was stunned for a second and then laughed wildly.

"Hahaha...that lunatic?! You...didn't see...she was just like a lunatic! Hahaha!"

Han Teng seemed to be talking about some glorious moment, proud and proud.

"Didn't she... want... a divorce? I'll beat... her... bastard... half... to death!"

"That... little... bastard... I'm so mad... I'm so mad! Just, just... because of him, Wen Shan... wants to... get a divorce!"

"But! Hehehe..." Han Teng smiled sinisterly, "You...know...that...bad bastard...how...you...?"

"I... play with that... lunatic... and play it out! Hahaha!"

"Hahaha……"

"Didn't you...see...her...that...expression...too relieving of hatred!"

Play it, play it out.

Back then, Han Teng and Wen Shan were not yet married, Han Teng always had a playful attitude, but he didn't want to have Han Yi.

In a fit of anger, grandma forced Han Teng to marry Wen Shan, but Han Teng was so angry that he did it like revenge.

But at that time, Wen Shan was pure and kind, and trusted Han Teng very much.

So it can explain why Wen Shan's family is so unpopular with the Han family, why grandma always says that Wen Shan used tricks to get into the Han family, why Han Yi was abused from birth, and why grandma always finds opportunities to harm Han Yi.

He didn't come naturally, but came out of nowhere.

Born by accident, born of frivolity, born of grievances between the two families.

He deserved to be a vagabond since he was born, he deserved to have nothing, all of this should be done.

The turning point of all this was when Han Yi was admitted to No. [-] Middle School.

He became the capital of the Han family to show off, the backer of the Han family, and the hub of the Han family's lifeline.

Everyone didn't have any deep feelings for Han Yi, they just used him as a tool, a big tree that grew naturally, and struggled to cut off his branches to light a fire for themselves.

Han Yi didn't know that he had such great strength and knocked Han Teng to the ground. This was the first time he punched Han Teng.

Han Teng was very drunk, and Han Yi beat him hard, and Han Teng fell to the ground and passed out.

He rushed to the kitchen to pick up a knife and aimed it at his heart.

He knew his life experience, knew that he should not have appeared, but lived in pain for more than ten years.

His accumulated grief, loneliness, fear, and doubts collapsed like an avalanche at this moment, obliterating him completely.

What is he alive for, why should he exist.

He really couldn't hold on anymore.

Please, let me go, I want to escape from here...

Without any hesitation, he stabbed fiercely.

The moment the tip of the knife pierced his clothes, his stomach started to hurt as if it had been pierced.

Han Yi's whole body was paralyzed by the sudden tear, his hand trembled, and the knife fell to the ground.

He was clutching his stomach, and his legs and feet were already unsteady.

He knelt down and wanted to pick up the knife, but his hands were too trembling to hold the handle.

Then, convulsed with pain, he fell to the ground.

He cried desperately like a dying beast, his ears gradually lost his voice, and only the burning and sore throat stimulated him to maintain consciousness.

That's about the feeling that life is better than death.