Shao Fanhan's fingertips trembled, and those round candies leaked from his fingers like glass beads, bouncing around and rolling all over the floor.
His Adam's apple moved, as if something was blocked inside, and he couldn't spit out a word. Shao Fanhan closed his eyes forcefully, trying to suppress the soreness in his eyes, but in a daze, some hot liquid still dripped down.
Shao Quhan was lying on the floor, curling up uncontrollably and trembling all over, as if he was trying his best to endure something, and every tense muscle betrayed the pain.
Memories surged in the darkness, pulling him back to that night many years ago.
"Qu Han! Qui Han! You are good, you are the best, let mom out! Let mom out!"
The beautiful woman with a haggard expression was banging on the door like crazy. She tried hard to look at her young son through the crack in the door. Her wrists were dripping with blood and full of self-inflicted wounds.
She cried uncontrollably: "Qu Han, let mom out! Open the door quickly!"
She gradually went crazy, her beautiful face was slightly distorted, and her voice was like nails scratching on a blackboard: "Quickly! Quickly! Let me out! Do you hear me! Jin Han, are you not good?!"
She banged on the door, her eyes about to burst.
The young boy stood outside the door, frightened by his mother's appearance. He blinked hard, held back his tears, and tried to stand on tiptoes to reach the specially raised door lock: "Quiet, Qui Han, let mom out..."
Before he could unlock the door, a shadow fell over his head, bringing with it a suffocating oppression. Seeing this, the woman's frantic voice suddenly stopped as if someone had strangled her throat. After being silent for a second, it became sharper again.
"Shao Zeyang, I hate you so much! I would rather die than stay with you! I would rather die!"
"You lunatic! Pervert! You deserve to die!"
The man ignored him and quietly knelt down behind the boy, his voice cold and strange: "Mom wants to leave us, dad is just doing this to keep her, do you understand?"
The boy was confused and at a loss.
The man's palm fell on the top of his head, but it did not bring any warmth, and there was a feeling of coolness: "If you meet the person you love in the future, you must lock her up so that she can stay with you forever."
"If it can't be shut down..."
The man's voice gradually disappeared into the air, and his face began to blur. Instead, there were two corpses lying quietly in the room. Dark red blood flowed slowly on the floor, with a fishy, sweet and pungent smell.
If it cannot be imprisoned, death can only be used to retain it.
The woman who had been crying just now became completely quiet. She opened her eyes and looked directly at the boy's position. She was inexplicably horrified, as if she hated him for not opening the door for her.
The boy stood in the room, not understanding what was happening. He slowly crawled to the woman's side in a pool of blood, and whispered with red eyes: "Quiet, good boy..."
His eyelashes were wet with tears. He tried hard to hold back his tears and said in a clumsy voice: "Jian Han, be obedient and don't leave me..."
The woman opened her eyes quietly, unable to answer him. The breeze blew and the curtains swayed, revealing a dead silence in the room.
Shao Quhan bit his lower lip until it was bloody. This nightmare haunted him like a gangrene on his bones night after night, as if it would never dissipate. He didn't know who was right and who was wrong. He fell into an abyss and couldn't break free. It seemed that only death could end it all.
Unconsciously, his face was covered with cold tears.
Shao Quhan panted hard, his eyes were red, and he looked as embarrassed as a bereaved dog. His fingertips were firmly clasped on the carpet, and he grasped something small and hard in a daze. He slowly opened his palm and took a look, only to find that it was a translucent candy...
At the same time, Shen Liang was lying on the bed next door. He bent his knees with a notebook on top and slowly wrote something with his pen.
His novels have always been so bloody that the readers wanted him to overthrow them all, but Shen Liang didn't change even a word. Prior to this, he naturally did not take the readers' opinions to rewrite Shao Fanhan's ending to heart.
Shen Liang didn't like to change, there was no reason, he just didn't want to change.
At this time, he lowered his head and carefully wrote the revised outline of "Bad Love" one stroke at a time, deleting, deleting, and subtracting, and every word was about Shao Quhan.
Shao Fanhan's childhood was a bit miserable. It would be better to write a normal childhood for him when he returns to his original world and revise the manuscript.
There is also a love line. Delete the setting that he loves Shen Yan. In this way, Shao Fanhan can like whoever he wants in the future, and he won't have to follow the settings in the book.
Shao Fanhan doesn't like to laugh. Should we make his character more cheerful? But when he has a cheerful personality, he doesn't look like Shao Quhan anymore.
Unknowingly, Shen Liang filled up half of the notebook with what he wanted to change. Every time he writes a sentence, he memorizes it in his mind, and then crosses it out with a pen to prevent others from seeing the content and causing trouble.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
In the silence of the night, there was a sudden knock on the door. Shen Liang paused with his pen, closed the book subconsciously, and then slowly sat up straight on the bed: "Come in."
With a click, the door was pushed open. Shao Quhan stood in the corridor outside, his figure hidden in the shadows, looking increasingly gloomy and lonely. He didn't say a word, just looked at Shen Liang, his face was pale and lost, like a lonely ghost.
Sensing something was wrong, Shen Liang immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed and walked to the door. The warm yellow light put a layer of warmth on his brows and eyes, and his voice was low and concerned: "What's wrong..."
Before he finished speaking, his shoulders suddenly sank, and a cool body suddenly appeared in his arms. Shao Quhan hugged him without warning, with too much force and even a bit of pain.
Shen Liang looked stunned and subconsciously looked down at him, but could only see the top of Shao Fanhan's dark hair. I don't know if it was an illusion, but suddenly some hot liquid poured into his collar, which made him panic.
Shao Fanhan gripped Shen Liang's shoulders hard, very tightly. He tried hard to suppress something, as if this was the only way he could feel less lonely and frightened.
“…”
Shen Liang thought of today's movie and vaguely guessed something, but didn't ask again. He slowly raised his hand, with some hesitation, and finally landed on Shao Quhan's thin back, patted twice, and silently comforted him.
The person in his arms was tense and trembling, like a helpless child.
"It's fine,"
Shen Liang said.
"It's fine… "
There is a kind of person in the world who cannot cry a few times in his life. Even if his eyes are red, he will not whimper. They can only endure it, endure it alive, swallow the pain for half their lives, and then half their lives will pass like that.
Shen Liang knew that Shao Fanhan didn't want anyone to see him cry, so he raised his hand to turn off the light above his head, picked him up in the hazy darkness, walked slowly to the bed, then leaned over and put him on the bed: "It's okay , go to sleep.”
His voice was low and a little gentle.
Shao Quhan still refused to let go, his fingertips were so strong that they almost sank into his flesh. Shen Liang had no choice but to lift the quilt, lie down with him, press the person into his arms, and sleep with him.
Shen Liang said: "One month has come. After today, tomorrow will be a new beginning."
"Try the method I taught you. When you find someone who is truly willing to stay by your side, you won't be as painful as you are now."
Love is obviously a very beautiful thing, isn't it? It can make people feel warm and happy, instead of being fearful every day, frightened every night, and trapped in a deep depression that cannot be escaped.
It's honey, not the tip of a knife. But there are people who walk on the edge of a knife, covered with bruises, and call it love.
Shao Quhan curled up in his arms, clenching his fingertips silently, but said nothing. Only the teeth bit through the lower lip, and the fishy sweetness filled the mouth silently.
Shen Liang groped in the darkness, wiped the cold liquid off Shao Quhan's face, and whispered: "Go to sleep, it's okay..."
There was always a kind of silent peace about Shen Liang. Shao Quhan hugged him tightly and found a long-lasting sense of security. Just like the night when he had a stomachache, the other party was by his side.
It's like, finally no longer alone...
Shen Liang kept his eyes open until midnight. At three o'clock in the morning, he finally fell asleep. Of course, he missed the continuous notification sounds from the system.
Ding! The villain's degree of darkness has been reduced to 47%
Ding! The villain's degree of darkness has been reduced to 43%
Ding! The villain's degree of darkness has been reduced to 40%
…
Ding! The villain's degree of darkness has been reduced to 30%
The data fluctuated and finally stabilized at a single value.
Shen Liang went to bed late and naturally got up late the next day. But when he woke up, there was nothing around him, and there was no sign of Shao Quhan. Only the tears on his shoulders were a silent reminder of what happened last night.
Shen Liang touched the back of his neck, then unconsciously touched his shoulders, finally lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked into the bathroom to wash up. He was not in a hurry to check on Shao Quhan's condition. He just felt that the other party needed time to calm down and decided not to mention anything about what happened last night.
After all, it is not an honor to be seen crying, especially for a proud and arrogant person like Shao Quhan.
Shen Liang changed her clothes and went downstairs. She thought that Zhang Ma was the only one in the house, but she found that Shao Quhan was sitting at the dining table, quietly waiting for something. The white porridge on the table was no longer steaming, and the vegetables were not touched with chopsticks.
Shen Liang paused for a moment, then walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down, and said to Shao Fanhan nonchalantly, "Good morning."
Not a word was mentioned about what happened yesterday.
Shao Fanhan's eyes were a little red, probably because he cried yesterday, and his lips were a little pale. He heard the cold voice and slowly raised his eyes. Three seconds later...
"Good morning."
Shao Quhan pursed his lips and said this sentence a little unfamiliarly.
"???"
Shen Liang stared at him, confused for a moment, then raised his head and looked out the window, wondering if the sun was coming out in the west. He could actually hear Shao Fanhan say these three words in his lifetime. Did the other party take the wrong medicine
However, this is not the end. Seeing Shen Liang go downstairs, Zhang's mother put the dishes on the table back into the microwave to heat them up. When she brought them to the table, she said, "Xiao Shen, eat quickly. Mr. Shao hasn't moved his chopsticks because he was waiting for you. The hot porridge has cooled down.”
Shen Liang was even more confused: "Huh?"
Shao Quhan frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Eat quickly."
Today's treatment was so good that Shen Liang inexplicably felt that he was eating his last meal. He glanced at Shao Quhan hesitantly, and then started to move his chopsticks, but the doubts in his heart could not go away.
At this moment, Shen Liang's phone suddenly vibrated and a message popped up. He glanced at it, and then said to Shao Quhan: "My brother will come back to pick up his clothes tomorrow. You can drive to school to pick him up."
When he said this, he didn't think there was anything wrong at all. Unexpectedly, Shao Fan froze his chopsticks and said, "I know, I'll let the driver go."
Shen Liang thought to himself that Shao Fanhan must be stupid. What a good opportunity. He hinted without leaving any trace: "He has been in a bad mood recently."
I was dumped by Su Qingyan, and I was in need of comfort.
Shao Quhan frowned: "I'm not in a good mood either."
Shen Liang looked like he understood: "It's okay, I'll feel better if you take him back."