It was like being thrown into a lake with a stone, and the illusion of calm in the room turned back to the original pain.
This night, Bai Zeting and Xie Mu fell asleep on the same bed as before.
The only difference is that he used to choose to turn his back, but now it is Xie Mu who chooses to turn his back.
He was still holding the babyless swaddle, humming a little tune gently, and patting it lightly.
In the small tunes whispered by the young people around him, Bai Zeting seemed to really feel the existence of the child.
He was born in good condition and was taken home, he had a big daddy and a little daddy, and the family was together.
What Xie Mu said once appeared in the man's mind one by one.
Children will grow up little by little, babble, go to school, go to university, choose their favorite major, and when they are old, come back to see them from time to time.
These were the lives that Bai Zeting disdained the most in the past, but now, he began to yearn for such a life.
Under the dim light, the man looked at the young man's back, and thought in his heart, did Xiao Mu look like this in the past countless days and nights, watching his back gradually fall asleep
The lover who was supposed to be close to each other was always lukewarm towards him, and even the shared child seemed so indifferent, that's why, after the child left, he became like this now.
"Xiaomu..."
Bai Zeting hugged the young man from behind, he could barely feel the soft sensuality of the past.
Xie Mu was too thin. In a short period of time, he was almost as thin as he is now. When he held it, it seemed that there was only a handful of bones left.
The man's heart was sour and regretful, he asked softly, "How did you come back?"
The young man paused for a while, and just when Bai Zeting thought he was asleep, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the silent room.
"He likes me."
Bai Zeting's hand that lightly rested on Xie Mu's waist froze slightly, "I know, he has always liked you."
"He likes me and values me..." Xie Mu repeated, "He likes me very much and values me very much."
"It's different from you."
The blood in the man's body seemed to stop flowing at this moment.
He shook his head, "No, it's not like that, Xiaomu... I used to be wrong, but now, I also like you very much and value you very much..."
The young man moved his body with his back turned, and asked in a low hoarse voice, "Do you really like me?"
Bai Zeting was almost atonement, "Yes, I like you."
"Xiaomu, let's start again, shall we?"
Xie Mu was still saying: "Don't you want to know why he is willing to let me back?"
The young man hugged the baby, turned around, and gently caressed the face of the person in front of him with his cold hand. Under the dim light, his eyes were stagnant.
The other hand reached into the swaddle and took out a knife.
Under the man's unbelievable gaze, he unbuttoned his clothes, revealing the hideous wound with dried blood inside.
Just like that, with a blank face, he stabbed the knife in.
Blood splashed out and landed on Bai Zeting's face, some even stained his lips, and the faint smell of blood filled his mouth.
"like this."
Xie Mu, however, seemed not afraid of the pain, still expressionless, holding the knife, slowly drew it out, "He will let me go."
"Because he likes me."
A drop of splashed blood slid slightly down the young man's cheek, leaving a red mark, and finally, it hung on the corner of the slowly raised lips.
Xie Mu smiled, very sweetly, just like when they were not married.
"Zeting..."
Under Bai Zeting's stiff gaze, he pointed the knife at his chest and asked softly, "You like me, don't you?"
"Will you be sad if I do this? Will it hurt?"
"Do you know how… "
"Give me back the baby?"
After he finished speaking, he smiled, looked at the man's pale face, and tilted his head cutely: "Your expression is really strange."
"It seems that you really like me."
After saying this, the knife was aimed at the heart.
Firmly, inserted in—