If anyone pays attention to Yan Qiyue at this moment, he will find that his eyes are red, and his expression is distorted to hideous because of extreme depression.
Yan Qiyue, who was full of jealousy, pain, and tossing, was almost crazy. He raised his hand and bit on his wrist viciously, tearing the flesh and letting blood flow out.
This kind of physical pain could have brought him the most joy, but at this moment, it couldn't relieve him even the slightest pain.
Yan Qiyue curled up into a ball, constantly biting the skin on her arm, and finally fell to her knees, holding the quilt, buried his face in the quilt, and held it tightly until the feeling of suffocation made his brain go blank. He slowly let go of his hand, lost all his strength, and lay on the ground.
After a long, long time, there was no sound in the room. Yan Qiyue rubbed her face fiercely, trying to make her expression look normal. Then she pulled her sleeves and covered her bruised arm before she hugged him. Walked in under the quilt.
The ambiguous breath in the room did not dissipate, Shao Qing was already neatly dressed, holding Er Dai expressionlessly, and walked into the room.
Yan Qiyue followed, and then Shao Qing took a step forward, replaced the old bedding on the bed, cleaned up the dust, and threw on the new bedding.
Then Shao Qing put Erdai in the bed.
Erdai had fallen asleep deeply, and Shao Qing pulled the quilt and covered it for him. For a while, she didn't know what to say, and the atmosphere was awful and embarrassing.
Yan Qiyue had her delicate eyes down, and it took a long time to find words: "When you arrive in Kyoto, you must tell Old Man Qin, let him find a more spacious house. I want to buy a big bed that can accommodate several people. It’s the kind of rolling on it, it’s comfortable to fall asleep."
"Qiyue, do you like freedom?" Shao Qing didn't want to quarrel and stayed, so she walked to the balcony. She never smoked before. After all, smoking is bad for her health, but now, whenever she is very upset, she will Draw one.
Yan Qiyue's face became paler immediately, he leaned against the balcony door, lowered his voice and said, "Why are you asking me this suddenly?"
Shao Qing held on to the railing and looked at the dilapidated house not far away. Her heart was empty and a little sore: "Following me is too tired and too bitter. I run around almost every day. I can't give you anything. It's better to be there. In the days of Linchuan Base, there are people providing support, so you only need to do the experiments you like and do whatever you want."
"What do you want to express?" Yan Qiyue's fingertips trembled a little, he stared at Shao Qing closely, his eyes were red with anger and pain intertwined.
Shao Qing was shocked, and then smiled bitterly: "I don't want to drive you away, I just think you deserve better."
Yan Qiyue grabbed Shao Qing's hand and said coldly: "You always think you are strong and are always willing to make decisions for others, but have you ever thought about my feelings."
"I'm cheap, I just like to follow you, even if you don't like me, I will stick to you stubbornly, even if you hate me, I will secretly look at you in the dark." Yan Qiyue posted the whole person. Shao Qing's body is like a snake clinging to a branch.
He kept leaning close to Shao Qing, finally sticking out the tip of his tongue gently and licking Shao Qing's neck.
Shao Qing reflexively wanted to break away, but she smelled a bloody smell on the tip of her nose. She lowered her head and grabbed Yan Qiyue's arm. When she pulled it up, the sleeves came loose, revealing his bruised arm. .
Shao Qing subconsciously tightened the fingers gripping Yan Qiyue's wrist, and couldn't help but reveal her anger. She kept making various foods and trying various ways to supplement his body, but he spoiled himself.