Imprisoned by the devil

"I don't touch you, I just care about you." Didn't it just support his arm a little bit, as for guarding him like a tiger.

The more Li Yan thinks about it, the more he feels aggrieved. The desire to reach out to touch the person he loves is mercilessly stifled. No matter how much he has paid for him, no matter how serious the crime is, can it still not be worth it? Is this a sacrifice to him again and again?

But these, Mu Li would never have imagined that the hatred of losing his father had already occupied his heart at this moment, let alone being able to forgive himself.

"Also, I think it's necessary for me to draw a boundary line with you in this room." Mu Li looked around the upstairs and downstairs, as if he had something in mind, and suggested to Li Yan word by word.

"Boundary?" Li Yan's eyebrows furrowed again, and at the same time, he was full of doubts.

"It's equal to the dividing line between March and August. From now on, take my bedroom as the dividing line. The left side belongs to you, and the right side belongs to me. As for the kitchen and living room, it is temporarily shared, and there is also the problem of eating. You do yours and I do mine. We don't interfere with each other."

Li Yan saw that he was waving his fingers around the area of ​​the house like a military adviser, and he almost didn't have a cattail fan in his hand to 'point out the country'.

Taking a deep breath, he couldn't figure out why there were so many things to do after all the people lived in. On the surface, he invited his lover back, but in fact he invited an ancestor. This was to fight him to the end.

"Ask you, what's your attitude?" Mu Li saw that his eyes staring at him were filled with thick black mist, which made him unable to discern the emotions in it.

A few seconds later, he only heard a few hoarse words from this person: "You can do whatever you want."

Helpless, even a little depressed, even Mu Li, who was walking up the stairs, felt so depressed.

Instead, his eyes moved to his hanging left hand, such a beautiful hand, but only half of the cold little finger remained. The thrilling scene before suddenly flooded into memories, and the poisonous arrow pierced the body and mind again. , the fatal pain made him breathless for a moment.

A man with such good-looking appearance and even his hands, because of him, left two regrets that cannot be repaired. He was powerless even if he tried his best to repay it. .

In fact, sometimes Mu Li thought, if he hadn't lost his father because of this man, if that man hadn't treated him so hatefully, maybe he would really start over with him.

He has always known who the person who cares about him the most in this world is, but when he sees this face, he will think of the scene when his father died, and his thoughts of peace towards him are instantly taken over by resentment.

The two of them lived under the same roof tacitly. Except eating at the same dining table, they almost did everything else without saying a word. Even Li Yan was rejected every time he wanted to talk to him. That indifferent face persuaded him to retreat.

And as the bidding day approached, both of them were actually a little uneasy.

For them, two people who love each other have to openly confront each other, how cruel it is to them, or this cruelty is even more cruel to Li Yan, it doesn't matter if he loses, if Mu Li loses, Maybe he won't even see his people.

Thinking of these sudden and severe chest pains, he thought it was a moment of impatience, but the intense pain made him pay attention to it, coupled with the frequent coughing in the past few days, every time the phlegm spit out was bloody, it was just Taking advantage of nothing this afternoon, it doesn't matter if I want to go to the hospital.

Although he didn't want to go to the hospital very much, but in case something happened in the bidding tomorrow, it was good to go to the hospital to prescribe some medicine with confidence.

I thought it was just a relatively serious cough, but I didn’t expect the doctor to ask him to take a chest X-ray and look at it again. He was very reluctant and thought that these doctors were making a fuss. very seriously.

"Doctor, how are you? I'm fine."

The doctor took off his glasses slowly and put them on the table, crossed his hands, took a deep breath, his face was full of unspeakable secrets.

Finally, he raised his heavily covered face and said, "Mr. Li, I don't want to hide it from you either, you have to be mentally prepared."

Li Yan was taken aback by these words, and he put down his crossed legs, and asked, "Doctor, do I have something wrong?"

"Judging from the film, you have tumors on the periphery of your lungs. It can be concluded that it is lung cancer. Because lung cancer has no benign lesions, my suggestion is to operate as soon as possible."

Li Yan was stunned for a while, then smiled in disbelief: "Doctor, you are not mistaken, I just have a small cough, how could I have lung cancer?"

With his body as strong as a cow, it would be a joke to talk about lung cancer.

"Mr. Li, do you often smoke?"

"Yes."

"Then what is your occupation?"

Although dissatisfied with such inquiries, Li Yan still patiently replied truthfully: "I am in the shopping mall business."

"Do you often go to the construction site?"

"Of course, there are times when you need to do some job scouting."

"That's right, because long-term smoking and air pollution, especially industrial waste gas, can cause lung cancer."

Even though the words so clearly and accurately stimulated the eardrums, Li Yan still felt that it was just a dream. When he woke up from the dream, nothing had happened, and the doctor would tell him with a smile that it was just a common cold. care.

But until the doctor told him the severity of the disease one sentence after another, he could no longer deceive himself and had to return to reality.

Obviously he is not afraid of life and death, but at this moment, he is afraid of death, or he cannot face death.

Because in this world, he still has the only concern. Without this concern, why would he be afraid of life and death?

He promised to protect him for the rest of his life, and he didn't want to break his promise.

After thinking about it, he finally chose to face the reality, but the doctor gave him two days to prepare. Besides tomorrow's bidding, he still had some things to explain.

But why hasn't this been decided yet, it already seems to be an account of the funeral?

Opening the door with heavy steps, the creaking sound immediately after pushing the door open was like the gears of life coming to an abrupt stop.

His heart skipped a beat, and he looked up at the bedroom on the second floor with the half-closed door. After hesitating for a while, he went up and knocked on the door lightly.

The person inside turned his head first, he still saw that cold face, but smiled palely at him: "Can you come over here for a while? I want to have a word with you."

He has always guarded the line of 'not allowed to step into his room'.

I don't know if it was because of the light, Mu Li saw that his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and his whole body was also thinner, not as good as before.

With a heartbeat, he walked to the door and opened it completely, and found that the man's powerlessness was more obvious when he was close at hand, but he pretended not to see anything, "I don't have much time, so hurry up and tell me."