Is it me? Am I crazy for following you? Disgusting! "
Ling Chennan said: "But you always tidy up, the wall."
Hummingbird clicked his tongue and said in a low voice, "It's too messy to watch."
Irritable and irritable, doing whatever he wants, obsessive-compulsive disorder, dislikes physical contact, and a bit of straight male cancer, Ling Chennan secretly sums it up, but unexpectedly, he is easier to get along with than imagined.
Hummingbird slumped on the sofa, yawned, and muttered to himself: "I'm so annoying, crazy, I finally came out once..."
"Don't sleep," Ling Chennan poked his arm again: "It's driving me crazy, let's talk about something else."
The hummingbird turned sideways and said with a serious expression, "Tell me one last time, don't touch me."
Ling Chennan raised his hands and asked, "Does Shen Yinchuan know about your existence?"
When Hummingbird heard these three words, his face immediately darkened: "Well, who knows."
Ling Chennan said, "He said you have a split personality."
"He what... Wait, have you been to see Shen Yinchuan?" Hummingbird's voice was high, and he stood up from the sofa: "Have you been to see Shen Yinchuan?"
Hummingbird's anger was blazing with the naked eye: "How is that bastard now? Was he beaten up in prison, was he raped?"
Ling Chennan: "What are you thinking... No, you calm down, sit down and talk."
The hummingbird walked around the living room twice and asked, "Can you see him? Take me next time, no, take me tomorrow!"
Ling Chennan smiled helplessly: "Is that why you want to take revenge on him? I happened to have a job last time. You can't visit the prison casually, and you can't do anything to him when you see him."
Hummingbird sneered: "I want to let him know what is waiting for him outside, and he won't be able to feel comfortable in prison for these two years."
He still wanted to find you when he came out, Ling Chennan thought, and asked: "Then why didn't you answer his call and tell him?"
Hummingbird was silent for a moment, with a rather scary expression: "What did you say? You said he called Bai Sheng?"
Too bad, Ling Chennan thought.
Before he could stop him, the other party smashed the water glass in his hand against the wall, and the shards of glass exploded in all directions in an instant. Hummingbird was furious: "How dare he! How dare he! Sure enough, we can't let him live, he will kill Bai Sheng!"
Like a wild animal caught by a trap, he let out a disturbing and suppressed roar, and said in reverse order: "He almost killed Bai Sheng before! He killed Bai Sheng, and we all live too." No! Kill him, I will kill him!"
Ling Chennan was thinking about how to get close to him, Hummingbird moaned and knelt in the crystal clear debris, covered his head with his hands, and bent his back into a bow.
"Kill you guys! Ugh...don't touch me!"
Ling Chennan hadn't touched him at all, and then realized that the other person was talking not to him, but to some painful memory.
"Hummingbird... Bai Sheng! What's the matter, do you have a headache? Look at me..." Ling Chennan tried to get his attention, but the other party put his hands on the back of his head, folded himself tightly, and blood seeped out from under his knees. Seeing him in pain, Ling Chennan seemed to feel a sharp pain, the pain seemed to penetrate from the skin, or perhaps overflow from the heart.
The scream made the hummingbird's voice hoarse, and then stopped suddenly at a certain moment, as if he suddenly lost the air, and it seemed that the fish was suddenly scooped out of the water. Ling Chennan quickly opened his arms and caught him before he fell into a pile of broken glass.
[Eleventh week? Thursday]
Hummingbird passed out completely this time, Ling Chennan suspected that he fell asleep directly, he picked her up and put her on the sofa, then went to the bathroom of the bedroom and found a nail clipper set box — the wall of the bedroom was really clean, a There are no photos left. He carefully cut off Bai Sheng's trousers from the thigh, and used the tweezers with eyebrows to remove the glass shards embedded in the flesh, secretly glad that the other party did not accept all this soberly.
After he finished working on one leg, he took a deep breath, paused for five seconds as he hung the tweezers over the other bloody knee, and then punched the sofa cushion.
He was very angry, the anger swelled and burned in his chest, but this anger had nowhere to pour out, he hated his powerless self, and even more hated the culprit of all this, maybe Shen Yinchuan, or someone earlier .
He also had to agree with what Hummingbird said—Shen Yinchuan would kill Bai Sheng, he was not safe in prison, and even more dangerous after he was released from prison.
It's more dangerous than anyone else.
Either he will hurt Bai Sheng again, or Hummingbird will hurt Bai Sheng for hurting him.
what to do
Ling Chennan frowned the whole time, gritted his teeth, disinfected and bandaged him bit by bit, then cleaned the glass on the floor and wiped off the blood, and finally sat back on the side of the sofa and looked at Bai Sheng's pale and harmless sleeping face. An undercurrent surged in his chest.
Can I really get away, should I really get away
Of course, this is the best option, I have found the right therapist, my work is over here, don't get involved.
But who was going to help him with so much time outside of therapy hours? He trusts me so much, relies on me...
However, is it really the other party who is most dependent on this relationship
That morning feeling came back, that feeling of being out of control and wanting to be desperate.
Ling Chennan leaned back, covered his eyes with his hands, and was overwhelmed by the night filled with countless embarrassing personal affairs.
In the early morning of the next day, he was woken up by the itching on his cheeks, and when he tried to inhale, he felt extremely tight in his chest, and he was startled when he opened his eyes.
Bai Sheng had already woken up, half lying on top of him, his hair sticking to his face, the three-seater sofa couldn't fit two grown men at all, his long legs curled up uncomfortably.
Ling Chennan: "Bai, Bai Sheng?"
Bai Sheng was trying to figure out how to place his hands, when he heard the voice, he raised his face and blinked.
Ling Chennan felt that the scene was too scary, and he didn't know where to start to ask questions.
"You, are you awake?" So he said something nonsense.
Bai Cheng looked up at his face at a close distance, slowly bent his eyes and smiled.
What kind of operation is this! Ling Chennan felt that someone hit him in the face with a huge sugar cube.
Ling Chennan stammered: "No, no, if you wake up, get up...how is your leg?"
Bai Sheng didn't seem to understand, so Ling Chennan stretched out his hand to push his shoulder, but just as he made the gesture of refusal, the other party immediately pursed his lips in aggrieved manner.
Ling Chennan let out a groan, his mind was on the strings, and he said in disbelief: "You, you can't be a toffee!"
The small expression of grievance was swept away, and the eyes of the other party lit up instantly. Ling Chennan thought it was because he had guessed the name correctly, but it took two seconds to realize that he just reacted to the food name "toffee", which was completely a joke. The dog saw the bone.
Ling Chennan has a headache - no way, is this the rhythm of meeting all three personalities within 24 hours
He said: "No, you, you let go first, you...you get up first."
Bai Sheng... No, Toffee ignored his words and tightened his arms, rubbed his face against his chest, and lay down comfortably on the hollow of his shoulders.
Ling Chennan was hugged with arms crossed: "..."
I forgot that this is only clingy, and I don't know if I am only clinging to myself or not.
Ling Chennan struggled to prop up his upper body, and stepped back. As a result, Bai Sheng's face was facing his lower abdomen. The picture was very bad. He suddenly saw the gauze on the knees of the other party kneeling on the sofa began to turn red, and quickly helped him He sat up on his shoulders and said, "Oh, don't move, sit still, it's all bleeding."
Toffee completely ignored the injured knee, and kept reaching out to grab him, hugging his arms when he couldn't hold his waist, and started to deflate his mouth when he couldn't hold his arms.
Ling Chennan was afraid that he would cry, so he quickly grabbed the remaining medicine and gauze and ran back, saying: "Hug and hug, hug me after changing the medicine."
Toffee sat on the sofa, Ling Chennan knelt on the carpet in front of him, he kicked his legs back and forth, Ling Chennan held down his ankle, stopped kicking, let go, and started to move around again.
Ling Chennan raised his eyes and stared at him, and Toffee laughed happily.
Holding the gauze, Ling Chennan looked at his smiling face with complicated emotions, and said after a while: "I need to change the dressing, it might hurt a little." He removed the powdered gauze, dipped it in bloody water with a cotton swab, raised his head Ask: "Does it hurt?"
Toffee didn't respond. Seeing him looking at him, she smiled and kicked her legs again.
This personality is not pain-free, is it? Ling Chennan thought, is this possible
In short, it’s better if it doesn’t hurt, he hurriedly put the gauze sprayed on again, and said: "Don't move around, do you hear me?"
The dishonest foot told him very bluntly—didn't hear it.
Ling Chennan held down his ankle, and was surprised by the coldness to the touch. Realizing that the other party was still wearing the limited edition shorts that he manually modified, he blamed himself: "Is it cold?"
However, Toffee seemed to be neither afraid of pain nor cold, and reached out to hug his neck again.
Ling Chennan put his arms around his waist and picked him up, and put him on the bed in the bedroom with his left and right feet. He opened the closet and found a pair of wide thick home pants, handed him and said: "Take off the pants and change them, be careful when you take them off." Stop touching your knees."
Toffee naturally ignored his instructions completely.
Veins appeared on Ling Chennan's forehead, and he started to untie the opponent's belt with his hands, feeling that he was some kind of obscene demon who took advantage of others' danger, which was even more unsightly than the picture just now.
The zipper was pulled down, and Ling Chennan pulled him down on both sides of the waist, but the other party's underwear also ran down, and suddenly came to a very dangerous edge.
"This flamboyant hummingbird! Why are you buying such tight pants!" Ling Chennan pointed at Toffee