235 You can let me die alive
"Why ask this?" she asked, especially so suddenly.
"I just want to hear the answer from your mouth." He replied faintly, with his fingers resting on her eyebrows and her fingertips gently rubbing her eyebrows and corners of her eyes.
Chu Huan hesitated for a while and replied, "It was April when you came to our school to give a speech, and I saw a headache in the boulevard." And she, went forward to say hello, and just married this man The entanglement under this one.
If time could be turned back, maybe she wouldn't step forward like that and ask him what's wrong.
"Is it only in April this year?" There seemed to be something flashing in his eyes, but it was too fast, so fast that she couldn't make out anything at all.
"Yes." She was sure.
But this "right" sound made his head hurt even more. Like thousands of thin and dense needles in his mind, they are constantly piercing his brain...
The hand slid from her face to her waist suddenly, and he slammed her into his arms, his face buried in her shoulders.
His hands squeezed her waist so tightly that every bone on her waist was painful, so tight that he almost wanted to embed her into his body.
"It hurts..." His voice came from her shoulder, his face pressed tightly against her shoulder, accompanied by the low gasp.
pain? Chu Huan was shocked, she should be the one who hurts!
She moved, but he hugged her tighter instead, and his hug made her almost breathless.
"It hurts..." His voice came into her ears again, the cold voice with a trace of hoarse pain, "Chu Huan, don't you know, I hurt... very hurt..."
Such a voice... Could it be that he...
Chu Huan was startled suddenly, thinking of Duan Tang's headache. "Your head is hurting again?" She asked hurriedly. Ting'er also said that Duan Tang passed out because of a headache on the rainy night and stayed in the hospital.
He hugged her tighter, as if he was telling her clearly that his head hurts more, "Well...it hurts...it hurts..." Why is it so painful? Why is it so unbearable for him
Is it because she knew she didn't know him three years ago? Is it because the face he has been looking for in his mind for the past three years is not actually her
But if not, why does his heart hurt so much? A word of her can make him go to heaven or hell. He would pay attention to everything about her, even, no matter how she escaped, he still insisted on seeing her.
I fell in love with her! Love is so unreasonable!
Did he love another woman so much three years ago? !
In the ear, I heard her gentle and soft voice, "You, let go of your hand first, let me see how your headache is."
let go? If you let go, will she escape? Will you leave him here without looking back, so that he will continue to suffer here
but…
"Duan Tang, did you hear what I said? Let go first." Chu Huan urged. Being hugged so tightly by him made her even more difficult to speak.
The letter? Should I believe her
His head was still aching, and his hand finally loosened a little bit, letting her slowly get out of his embrace...
Chu Huan panted, breathing fresh air. Her letting go, let her temporarily escape from this restraint, she looked up at him, his arms fell to his side, his fingers were tightly pinched into a fist, and the back of his hand was covered with violent veins. He closed. Looking at it, the long eyelashes are like jet black wings, with broken beauty, and his skin is paler. His thin lips were pressed tightly, and his teeth were rattling.
Now he is so fragile and beautiful, making her heart feel... distressed.
Does she feel sorry for him? Maybe it is. She is not a wooden person, and she can remain indifferent when she sees someone in pain in front of her. Sometimes she even wondered, why do people like Duan Tang have such a disease? Did God think he was too perfect, so he gave him such an illness
So should Mo Ye call it lucky again
Pursing her lips, she raised her hands and pressed her fingers to the corners of his forehead. It was like when I first met, rubbing his forehead like this, hoping to relieve his pain.
The warm fingers rubbed his forehead as if with some kind of magic power, causing the painful pain to fade like a tide.
Is it her? It's her!
If not, why does the pain fade so quickly? If not, why is her face the same as the face that he has repeatedly appeared in his mind
If not...
If not...
He even didn't want to imagine that possibility.
The dark eyes opened slowly, and Duan Tang fixedly looked at the face close at hand, her face was covered with his pupils.
"How are you, are you okay."
Her voice rang in his ears, and the look on her face, can it be called care
She cares about him
Duan Tang thought, and Chu Huan thought he was still in pain, so he continued to rub his forehead with his hand, while rubbing it, and asked, "Do you have any medicine on your body? Do you need some medicine?"
"No." There was fatigue between his eyebrows, and he answered her in a hoarse voice.
"Nothing?" She was taken aback, but she didn't understand the meaning of his words.
"Even if you take medicine, it won't be better." Her fingers are more effective than any medicine, making his pain go so fast.
"Is the medicine prescribed by the doctor not good?" She asked. The doctors who can see Duan Tang must be the top doctors.
"My headache cannot be stopped by taking medicine." Even if the pain is temporarily stopped, as long as he thinks of something deep in his mind, or as long as he thinks of someone, It will hurt again.
"Then what to do?" Her expression looked a little bewildered.
He slowly pulled her hand down and leaned heavily on the back of the sofa chair, with pitch-black eyes, looking at her solemnly, "Or you rub it until I don’t hurt, or you let me be here. It's a painful death, Chu Huan, which one do you want to choose?"
He was giving her multiple choice questions and gave her the right to choose.
And she looked at him blankly, unable to say a word for a long time.