"Han Yue, I can understand that you do such boring things because you like me and are afraid that I will feel lonely alone, huh?"
Han Yue froze for a moment, watching Chu Ci bypass him and walk into the bedroom, and slammed the door behind him.
He stood there for a while, feeling very troubled in his heart. On the one hand, he felt that he should rush forward at this time, and said confidently that I just like you, and would do anything to make you happy; A very deadly thing was handed over to Chu Ci, and Chu Ci was definitely not the one who would take good care of it.
Han Yue was stunned for a long time. Knowing that his legs were a little numb, he moved a little bit, and walked slowly to the bedroom door to knock on it.
Chu Ci was silent inside, and Han Yue knocked for a while, but when there was no response, he gently unlocked the door and walked in.
In the bedroom, the curtains were drawn in broad daylight, so no light could enter, it was dark and quiet. The computer was closed and placed on the bedside table. Chu Ci was lying on the bed with his back facing him, not sure if he was asleep or something else.
Han Yue walked over and gently touched his shoulders that were exposed outside the quilt. Feeling that the tentacles were a bit cold, he pulled the corner of the quilt up and tucked it up.
"Of course I like you. If I like you, I want to please you. Even animals know that when courting a mate, they have to build a nest and eat something to please their spouse. Can I not know that?" Han Yue paused After a pause, he laughed softly, "However, the spiritual needs of human beings are higher. If you want to talk about respect, you need to talk about feelings. Am I trying to please you emotionally?"
Chu Ci turned his head and looked at Han Yue, without a trace of emotion in his voice: "It turns out that you still know that you are a human being, it's really early."
"... OK, OK, I was not considered a human before, not as good as a beast, are you satisfied?"
Chu Ci turned his head back, and said something in a low voice, Han Yue didn't hear clearly at first, but after thinking about it, it should be something like "Do all the stupid things".
Han Yue knew that Chu Ci usually had a cold face and didn't talk much, but when he really wanted to open his mouth, his mouth was quite poisonous. At this time, if there is violent suppression, Chu Ci will not say anything more, but at least for a week, he will not look Han Yue in the eyes, and he will not answer the phone or answer the question, and he will be completely dumb at home.
Han Yue had had enough of this indifference and ignorance.
In the past, all the problems he couldn't solve were resorted to violence, but later he gradually realized that violence and coercion could not solve any problems, and would only turn him into a vague symbol of violence in Chu Ci's heart.
He leaned down, pretending he didn't hear what he said just now, and asked Chu Ci's ear: "I won't go to the trumpet to harass you anymore, why don't you get up and play games?"
Chu Ci acted as if he hadn't heard of it.
"Don't you want to get to level 70 as soon as possible? After all, I'm a little refreshed today. Don't oversleep."
Chu Ci remained motionless.
Han Yue stretched out his hand to touch his temperature, and said to himself: "Is there something wrong? No way, I don't have a fever. Or is the effect of the medicine not over? Vomiting? Stomach discomfort?..."
He turned around and wanted to call the doctor to go upstairs, but before he could find the phone, Chu Ci sat up suddenly and said coldly, "Give me the computer."
Han Yue immediately ran to set up a table that could cross the bed, and put the notebook on the table, so that Chu Ci could face the computer at the most comfortable height. He was even very attentive to help Chu Ci turn on the computer, but unfortunately Chu Ci just sat there, looked at him with a frown, and said for a while, "Can you go out?"
Han Yue felt a little uncomfortable, and asked: "Is it okay if I look at you here, and don't bother you..."
Chu Ci didn't say a word, just stared at him coldly.
Han Yue felt as if his heart was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, squeezed and rubbed fiercely, his face was about to change color from the pain, but he was so embarrassed that he didn't dare to show it, and he forced a smile after a while Say: "I know you're quite comfortable by yourself, but I want to stay here and watch you, and never talk to bother you, so... can't I?"
By the time of the last few words, his voice was already a little strange, and his throat seemed to be blocked by some sour lump.
This is simply too ugly, Han Yue thought. He tried his best to maintain a calmer expression, but instead he looked even more embarrassed.
Chu Ci frowned even more tightly, staring at Han Yue as if she was looking at something she couldn't understand.
In fact, Han Yue couldn't see his eyes clearly, his eyes were a little blurry, maybe it was because the light in the room was too dark.
"I'm surprised you are like this..." Chu Ci said slowly, "You are obviously not this kind of person..."
"... what kind of person?"
"Someone who will ask for other people's opinions," Chu Ci said, and paused uncertainly, "—maybe."
Han Yue wiped his eyes vigorously: "Because I like you and want to make you happy. As long as you can get better this time, we will live a good life in the future. I promise to listen to you in everything and never hit anyone again. I told you before that you have a lot of dissatisfaction with me, and I am slowly changing it. Don’t you see the effect now? I used to be such a messy person, and I can be like this today The result is not easy, you have to live a long life and live well, don't waste the result of my hard work!"
This is really unseemly, but Han Yue still said it seriously and eagerly. Seeing him like that, Chu Ci smiled suddenly, shook his head and said, "You are really unreasonable." …”
His smile was very short, and Han Yue stared blankly with his mouth half open, suspecting for a moment that he was wrong.
Chu Ci stopped smiling, and looked at Han Yue flatly, as if Han Yue had really misunderstood: "I want to go for a walk."
"… what?"
"Don't you listen to everything I say?"
"But you said to go out..." Han Yue was stunned for a while: "It's not safe downstairs, in case someone sees..."
"But listen to me whatever you say."
"I said so, but..."
Chu Ci's face darkened, and she turned to turn on the computer without saying a word.
When he was not speaking, his lips were tightly pressed, because he had become very thin recently, his hair was scattered on the bridge of his nose, and he looked very pale and haggard.
Han Yue struggled for a while, couldn't help rubbing Chu Ci's face, and carefully asked: "It's windy and sunny outside, do you really have to go for a walk?"
Chu Ci treated him like air, neither answering nor reacting.
Han Yue couldn't stand him like this the most, so he said in his heart: "Well, let's go! There are few people in the afternoon, and not everyone knows that I live here. Go! I will go with you!"
Chu Ci immediately looked at Han Yue, as if trying to determine whether he was serious or joking. Han Yue really wanted to make him happy, so he immediately raised his hand and swore: "You can't trust me? Didn't I promise to go for a walk with you? Really, my body is in this state and I'm not happy about something trivial. Isn't that ruining myself?" .Walk, go!'
He said it bluntly, but actually acted quite cautiously. He first persuaded Chu Ci to put on the sunglasses, and then called someone under his command, probably telling them to check the situation around now to make sure that no one was watching around the house.
When Chu Ci left the house, she seemed to be in a very good mood. Standing at the stairs, she took a deep breath of the air outside, and murmured: "This tastes really good."
It was already autumn at this time, the air was high and crisp, the air was mixed with the sun and the fragrance of flowers and plants, which made people feel at ease involuntarily, and wanted to roll lazily.
This was the first time since Chu Ci went to the hospital last time, she walked out of the house freely.
Han Yue was still very anxious at first, but seeing Chu Ci seemed very happy, he felt that it was worth the worry.
He had done so many things to please Chu Ci, but they all failed in the end. Instead, the harm and fear he gave remained intact. If Chu Ci could be happier just by taking a walk with her now, it would be a waste of money.
When I went out, I agreed to just take a walk for a while, but in the end I walked for a whole afternoon.
Chu Ci was always in a happy mood. After shopping near her home, she asked to go to the supermarket at the gate of the community, where she bought a bag of snacks, and went to the flower stand to buy some flowers, ready to take them home and put them in vases. When he walked to the garden of the community, he sat by the fountain for a while and opened a bag of chocolates. Han Yue originally wanted to urge him to go home, but when he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Chu Ci holding the chocolate and asking him, "Do you want some?" , sitting on the edge of the fountain, you and I split up the chocolate one by one before giving up.
Stopping and walking like this, until the dusk filled the sky, both of them felt hungry, and Han Yue took Chu Ci home to cook.
To Han Yue, this afternoon was like a dream.
Chu Ci, who used to treat him as air at every turn and answered at most one sentence out of ten, not only invited Han Yue to sit together in the warm sunshine and share a bag of chocolates, but also chatted peacefully for a while, with a friendly attitude and a calm mind.
Han Yue simply felt that this was a gift from heaven to him.
That night before going to bed, Chu Ci watched the dishes for a while, Han Yue poured him water, and sat beside him to watch together. In the past, if he dared to do this, Chu Ci would turn off the TV and leave without saying a word, and then Han Yue jumped up in a rage to settle the score, and finally made a mess; that day, Chu Ci only glanced at Han Yue, He silently turned his head and continued to look.
Han Yue saw that he didn't look dissatisfied, so he pointed at the heroine and asked, "Is she pretty?"
Without looking back, Chu Ci said flatly, "Not as beautiful as you."
Han Yue choked up, and then burst out laughing.
From that day on, Han Yue began to play games with Chu Ci openly and aboveboard. He used his original poor and white novice account, and every time he went online, he followed Chu Ci like a little tail. Chu Ci blamed him for gaining experience, and when Chu Ci duplicated him, he went to cook, and they lived in peace for a long time, which was a beautiful spectacle in the guild.
Later, when Ren Jiayuan learned that Han Yue was playing games, he couldn't help being shocked: "You still wear white clothes?!"
"I don't know how to play, and I don't have time to level up every day."
"Stupid, don't you know that there is a kind of person in this world called power leveling? There is also a term called RMB players?"
"..."
Not long after Chu Ci went online, she unexpectedly found that Han Yue's level had been advancing by leaps and bounds, breaking through level 40 soon, and miraculously possessed several top-quality equipment.
Han Yue proudly showed off to him: "Look, I'm very good, I'm such a genius to play a game. From now on, just play with me obediently, I'll cover you!"
That day Chu Ci was PVPing with Han Yue in the wilderness, and the end result was that all the top-quality equipment changed hands, and the second uncle Han became poor and useless again.
Han Yue hissed and gasped, and comforted himself: "It's all a family anyway, and it's okay to pass things from the left hand to the right!"
Seeing his aggrieved look, Chu Ci probably thought it was really funny, so she lowered her head and smiled.
That smile made Han Yue suddenly recall that when he met him for the first time that year, there was no scar between them, the tone of their conversation was brisk, and their eyes were bright. At that time, Chu Ci had no blood on his hands, and Han Yue didn't know that his elder brother was his mother-killing enemy. They just met by chance on the long road of life, one was gentle and kind, and the other fell in love at first sight.
Chu Ci closed the computer and said, "Don't feel bad about it. When I feel better one day, I might return the things to you."
The more Han Yue looked at him, the more itchy he felt, he couldn't help but asked with a smile, "Hey! Then how can you be in a good mood?"
Chu Ci pointed out the window with his thumb: "—let the wind go."
The activity of taking a walk in the afternoon was gradually called by Chu Ci to let the wind go, and Han Yue was the prison chief who followed every step of the way. It's just that the head of the prison is very sad. He not only has to help Chu Ci with clothes and things, but also acts as a free driver, personal servant, and errand runner from time to time.
Han Yue has been served by a nanny since he was born. For so many years, others have only feared him, respected him, and flattered him. Even his parents dared not teach him very much. Only one Chu Ci could tell Han Yue as soon as he opened his mouth. It's tricky to turn around.
However, Han Yue couldn't wish for it, and wished that he could worship Chu Ci as his ancestor for the rest of his life, until both of them became useless old men.
"When I save enough money in the future, we will live in a farm abroad, and I will accompany you out for a walk every day after dinner, until we are both too old to walk." Han Yue happily planned with Chu Ci : "Also, we can raise a few dogs, and we can look after the home and the nursing home is very lively. We can train the big dogs to walk the puppies, run in front in a line, and go home automatically when the time comes, and we can Walking slowly behind…”
Chu Ci listened silently at first, and finally asked, "Then where do you plan to put the farm?"
This question inspired Han Yue fundamentally. He started planning as if he had taken a stimulant. He searched the Internet for the weather and environment in different regions of the world all day long. He was so happy that he was pink all day long. .
He could vaguely feel that when Chu Ci asked him this question, it meant that he had compromised and acquiesced to the future where the two would spend their lives together.
Maybe he was finally tired after struggling for so many years, maybe he was finally scared after killing so many people, maybe he finally felt that after so long, he really can only live with Han Yue in this life.
No matter what happened, Han Yue was very happy, as if he had finally let go of a big rock in his heart. He was doomed to a miserable future, and suddenly the clouds and the sun rose, and the sun shone brightly. Even if he died tomorrow, he would have no regrets.
The day before the operation and hospitalization, Chu Ci finally hit level 70.
He was in exceptionally good spirits that day, and he even took a screenshot when he reached the seventieth level. Han Yue was squatting in the kitchen making soup at the time, but was dragged by Chu Ci to the study to worship the screenshot.
"Okay, in order to celebrate that you have finally fulfilled your dream for many years, let's uncork a bottle of wine from 1989 tonight!" Han Yue paused, and then added seriously: "But I can only drink wine, you have to drink it." Drink Chinese medicine. It’s okay, we can still clink glasses with some force!”
Chu Ci said earnestly: "Go! Who cares about your wine."
Han Yue was so happy that he ran back to the kitchen, stood by the soup pot, shook his head happily and hummed a ditty.
That night, Han Yue really opened a bottle of Chateau Lafite's 1989 wine, poured half a glass for himself, and poured another half a sip for Chu Ci. Because tomorrow she will be hospitalized for preparations, and the day after tomorrow she will have a formal operation, so from today Chu Ci has to eat liquid food, and she must not touch any solid meat. Han Yue was afraid that he would not be able to keep up with nutrition, so he forced Chu Ci to drink a bowl of mellow fish soup before clinking glasses. Get on the operating table and come down alive and kicking!"
Chu Ci gritted his teeth and took a sip, frowning for a while: "It's useless to brag, this soup has no salt at all, it's really disgusting to drink."
"The key to nausea is that it can cure diseases. When you recover, let alone fish soup, I'll get you any swan meat you want! Be good, take another sip..."
Chu Ci turned her head to the side in disgust: "That won't work. I'll take a sip of soup, and you have to accompany me with a glass of wine, otherwise I won't feel balanced."
Han Yue was amused, and said: "Isn't this simple?" He picked up his wine glass and drank it in one gulp: "Wow, are you satisfied now?"
Chu Ci then took a sip of the soup with a distorted expression, almost vomited out of the fishy smell.
This sip was really small, Han Yue didn't bother with him, poured another glass of wine and drank it down, and turned the glass upside down to show him: "There is not a single drop left, are you balanced?"
Still unbalanced, Chu Ci frowned and took another sip of soup.
Just drinking it in one sip, Han Yue accompanied most of the bottle of good wine. Although the degree was not very high, he drank quickly and quickly, and there was nothing in his stomach before, so when Chu Ci finally finished the soup, Han Yue was a little bit overwhelmed.
He wiped his face, stood up staggeringly: "Fuck, I want to sleep, if I don't clean up tonight, let's talk about it tomorrow."
He staggered a little, so Chu Ci went up to help him, and brought him into the bedroom, where he fell headfirst on the bed.
This was unprecedented preferential treatment—since Han Yue opened the door with a gun when he was drunk last time, Chu Ci never let a drop of wine appear at home. Han Yue was also very self-conscious. Since then, he quit drinking immediately, occasionally went out to socialize, and dared not enter the door when he drank too much, and had to sit outside until the drunkenness subsided before going home.
In fact, Han Yue wasn't very drunk today, but being helped to bed by Chu Ci himself was so blissful. He was so dizzy that he was very drunk when he was five points drunk.
Chu Ci went to wash up for a while, then went back to the bedroom, sat by the bed and changed into pajamas. Han Yue looked at his thin profile, every inch of his lines made people madly likable, wishing he could hold him in his hands like a baby, and never let go for the rest of his life.
He stretched out his hand to pull Chu Ci over, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said in a low and vague voice, "I really love you so fucking much."
Chu Ci looked at him and raised an eyebrow slightly.
Han Yue couldn't help kissing him, then buried his head in his soft neck, and said with a sullen smile, "Go to sleep."
After saying this, he closed his eyes, and the alcohol rushed to his head. The feeling of having a lover in his arms was so relaxing that within a few seconds, Han Yue fell asleep soundly.
But Chu Ci's eyes were very clear.
He stared at Han Yue in the dark, unable to tell what emotion was in those eyes. He just looked at it quietly like this, as if it was complicated and a little sad.
After a while, he gently pushed Han Yue away, and sat up from the bed.
When Han Yue woke up, he couldn't tell what time it was for a moment.
It was still very dark in the bedroom because the curtains were not drawn. He felt in a trance that he didn't sleep right this time, and his biological clock vaguely reminded him that it seemed to be too late now.
It was not his usual time to wake up.
Han Yue struggled with the heavy drowsiness for a while before lazily opening his eyes. At that moment, he felt a little strange, and then suddenly felt wrong—his mouth was blocked by something!
This shock was no small matter, Han Yue broke out in a cold sweat instantly, and then stretched out his hand reflexively, but who knew that his hands were tied behind his back on the head of the bed!
How could it be possible to sleep so dead!
Han Yue's first reaction was his mother's, and the Hou family came to him!
He tried his best to raise his head and looked around, only to see that he was still in the bedroom at home, the light was very dim, Chu Ci was sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed, looking at him quietly.
Suddenly, Han Yue thought of a terrible possibility, his expression changed instantly, he stared at Chu Ci closely, and tried his best to open his mouth to make a murmuring sound.
Chu Ci smiled slightly as if guessing what he wanted to say. Although the smile was short, it was actually somewhat helplessly gentle.
"Han Yue," he said, "I've been waiting to say goodbye to you."