Chapter 101

In the middle of the night, Li Wenyu woke up from the heat. Before he opened his eyes, he heard Pei Xin's suppressed breathing. He turned around and as expected, saw Pei Xin with his eyes closed in the dark, his face The beads of sweat on his face and hair were trembling and shining, and his cheekbones were burned red.

He didn't say anything. He stood up and went to get the towel he had prepared to wipe Pei Xin's sweat.

Pei Xin is always not very awake when he has a severe headache, almost as if he is in a dream, but he is very obedient and will not stop him from doing anything. The towel was stained with water, which was the coolness he longed for, slowly relieving his heat and pain.

But after Li Wenyu wiped it once, Pei Xin's face turned even worse. Except for the tip of his nose and cheekbones, which were red, the rest of his face was frighteningly pale.

"Pei Xin, Pei Xin." Li Wenyu came closer and called his name.

Pei Xin frowned more and more in his daze, but did not have any other reaction.

Li Wenyu pursed his lips and had

no choice but to pat his cheek gently with his hands that were wet with water: "Pei Xin, can you get up and take some painkillers?" Pei Xin trembled and suddenly opened his eyes. The dim, dark pupils shone with a faint light, and Li Wenyu's face was almost close at hand.

He leaned over, the collar of his loose-fitting pajamas was loose, revealing a piece of porcelain white collarbone. He slowly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Pei Xin wake up, and turned to get the painkillers.

He opened the drawer, spread out Pei Xin's right hand, and poured two white pills into his palm: "Take two pills first."

Pei Xin looked at the ceiling in a daze, and slowly closed his palms. , but did not sit up, his voice was hoarse as if he had been burned: "I just had a dream."

Li Wenyu was pouring water for him: "What dream?"

Pei Xin lay on the bed, looking up at him , pulling the corners of his lips easily, his eyebrows slightly curved: "I dreamed that you killed me."

Li Wenyu paused and turned back to meet his gaze. It's unclear whether the eyes are blurry or clear. They seem to be very energetic, but they make people feel like there is a heatless fire burning in their hearts, and there is a feeling of boredom and blockage that has nowhere to vent.

The curtains behind him were half drawn, and the wall lamps were turned on. The room was filled with confusing shadows, with messy lines, deep and shallow.

Li Wenyu didn't seem to take his words to heart, and said in a casual tone: "This is all a dream, I won't kill you."

Pei Xin slowly stretched out his hand toward him, and he still had two pills in his hand that were almost melted. Pills, so he only used his thumb and index finger to clasp Li Wenyu's wrist, and then gently placed this hand on his abdomen.

Pei Xin suffered an injury and lost too much blood. He also suffered from severe lack of sleep recently. He is much thinner than before. His previous muscle lines have gradually become lighter, almost to the point of clenching his hands inch by inch.

Li Wenyu was led a little dazedly, and he touched a ferocious scar in the darkness. Almost as soon as he touched it, his mind immediately flashed back to the rental house in City B, where he put the scissors The moment he entered here, it was proof that he had murderous intentions towards Pei Xin.

Pei Xin's body was so hot that it almost melted his hand. He retracted his hand and slowly squeezed out the words from his throat: "I was..."

Pei Xin blinked and looked a little sickly: "I stabbed myself."

"I deserved it, because I knew you hated me, but I still went to find you. You deserved to kill me. But you sent me to the hospital, and I became a little mean. It's a fluke, I think... if you are still willing to save me, you may forgive me."

Li Wenyu lowered his face a little coldly, as if he had nothing to say, and a messy and flickering light fell on his cheek, like white. of smoke.

Pei Xin's eyebrows drooped a little: "Why did you send me to the hospital? Why did you call the police to save me? Why do you care whether my hand can still play the piano? You said you could cure me... I thought you wanted me to die more."

Before. After Pei Xin woke up, he was quiet and silent. At most, he groaned twice because of the pain. Even in such a long time, Li Wenyu had never heard Pei Xin say so many words at once. He was sure that Pei Xin was I have a fever, and I regret that I should have turned off the air conditioner in the car today.

He smiled calmly, but it seemed a bit difficult: "You went to that place to find grandma. Even if I want you to die, I can't want you to be killed by me."

Pei Xin smiled: " Even if I die, I won't be killed by you, I will die for you willingly."

The room was so quiet that there was almost no sound. Pei Xin's eyes, which were glowing because of the pain, did not blink, and he stared quietly for ten seconds. After a few seconds, he spoke again: "Do you hate me?"

Li Wenyu listened to his voice, and his throat was so dry that he didn't know how to pronounce it or how to answer it.

He definitely hated Pei Xin, but it wasn't just hate.

Because of his sympathy and guilt, he took the initiative to help Pei Xin treat his illness, and just wanted to make Pei Xin recover as before. But why were Pei Xin's body, hands, and mental state so bad? So bad that he uncontrollably remembered Pei Xin's injuries, pitifulness, and sacrifices over and over again.

Even in the ward, when he saw his grandma talking to people gently and with a smile, he had to think that if Pei Xin hadn't gone to the suburbs to find someone that day, and without Pei Xin's care during those five years, he might not have seen her. To grandma.

Grandma Liu mistook Pei Xin for her grandson, and Pei Xin may indeed be more qualified than him in terms of his contribution to grandma.

He stared at Pei Xin's pale and embarrassed face in front of him, and he could think of his past self, the one who fearfully endured humiliation every day because of his threats. I can also recall that on that rainy night, this face was blurred by thick blood, and the smell of blood was so strong that it could almost block all human senses.

He didn't understand why people could have so many emotions. Hate, disgust, sympathy, pity, and gratitude could all take root in the same person, making people exhausted even just thinking about them.

After a while, Li Wenyu closed his eyes and shook his head stiffly.

Pei Xin's eyes lit up almost instantly, like ecstasy, but then he became cautious in Li Wenyu's calm to indifferent eyes: "Then you...hate me?"

Li Wenyu felt the ball burning in his heart. The fire became scalding hot and made him extremely anxious. He simply said: "If you don't take medicine, I will be annoyed and annoyed. If you don't feel any pain, just go to bed."

Pei Xin immediately sat up and hid his hands until he almost melted. He swallowed the two empty pills into his mouth and swallowed them without even drinking water, but he didn't move again for a long time.

Li Wenyu lowered his head and glanced at his neck. The thin white skin was stained with sweat, and his Adam's apple was motionless. Li Wenyu frowned and handed over the poured water: "Did you choke? Drink water."

Pei Xin obediently drank a large sip of water, then held the water glass tightly in his hand.

Li Wenyu saw that he must have swallowed it, so he asked again: "Why did you say you didn't want to take medicine before?"

The painkillers didn't take effect so quickly. When their eyes met, he saw beads of sweat pouring from Pei Xin's dark hair. It slid down and rolled onto the cold brow bone.

His voice was very light: "If my illness is cured in two months and you leave, I won't even be able to see the hallucinations."

His eyes are beautiful and pure, and his eyelashes are as black as his pupils and are stained with water. They look sickly and pitiful. , to the point where it is almost impossible to be moved, but it is difficult for Li Wenyu to forget that when he was oppressed by these sinister eyes, the coldness inside was so cold that it made people shudder.

Li Wenyu was a little dazed and silent. He raised his head for a while and then said, "Will you let me go?"

Pei Xin's pupils showed a lonely clarity: "...you walked through it once five years ago."

Li Wenyu thought, five years ago he abandoned his family, friends, and classmates and went away to a foreign country, thinking that he would be free again, but what about this time? What else does he have to give up?