Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1570 Untitled
In late spring, there are already cicadas in the courtyard outside the window.

The intermittent hissing of the cicadas was more disturbing than usual, as if they could not make up their minds to devote themselves fully to this enterprise because summer had not yet arrived.They came early this year; when Mingming approached the window, the night outside was still as cold as water, making Qiao Yuansi's exposed skin covered with a layer of fine goosebumps.

After placing the bird food box on the window sill outside, she closed the window, picked up two mugs from the dining table, and glanced at an open notebook beside her.The hot tea in the cup was too full, and as she walked, the steam was smoky, whitening the air in front of her eyes like a powder mist.

Seeing this, Ying Shui An jumped up from the sofa, approached her a few steps, and took the two teacups.

"Why is it so hot?" He lowered his head, glanced at Qiao Yuansi from under his messy hair, and pretended to bring the cup to her mouth: "Come on, take a sip before I take it."

"Stop making trouble," Qiao Yuansi made a gesture to resist, and said with a smile—but the smile disappeared immediately.

The hands of the clock were almost ten o'clock, and the heat and hustle and bustle of the day gradually sank like snowdrops, turning into a quiet and cold night.

Qiao Yuansi was wearing suspenders and hot pants, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, holding the cup and feeling hot, and his fingers were cold if he didn't touch the cup; Ying Shui'an sat on the opposite sofa, watched her fingers busy for a while, and finally couldn't help but bow her head Laughed.

After the laughter in his throat dissipated, the two of them fell into silence again.

The last time they got together was too short, and they were separated for too long. When they meet again, it's like light and shadow meeting ice, and they can't find a point of communication and fusion.Qiao Yuansi kept his head down, and after a few seconds, he asked abruptly, "Why are you back?"

Hearing this, Ying Shui'an rubbed his messy hair a few times, fell back on the sofa, and let out a long breath. "I... I just happened to pass by this place and thought of you, so I came to see if you were okay."

Qiao Yuansi nodded silently, and the room fell silent again.She could feel Ying Shui An's eyes sweeping over her again and again, and he hesitated to speak with him several times - he didn't seem to expect that she would close herself tightly like a clam shell, Still hesitating for a moment, not knowing whether to knock her shell.

"I'm fine," Qiao Yuansi said in a low voice, looking at his fingertips that were reddened by the cup, and said, "Now you've seen it."

Ying Shui An leaned over, slightly curled up her broad and thin shoulders, and asked, "...do you want me to go?"

Qiao Yuansi was silent for a while, then suddenly lowered his head, and wiped his eyes with his hand.

"Since you decided to leave in the first place, you shouldn't come back." She said hoarsely, "You know what I mean...I also know what you meant at that time."

Ying Shui'an was startled, but did not speak.

"I know you only have fourteen months in each world, I know that." Qiao Yuansi said in a lower voice, "I know, even... even if you don't leave, I will be alone after fourteen months People face this world. So it is a good thing for me to get used to this state earlier... But, since you have made such a decision, why are you coming back?"

"I..." Ying Shui'an gently wiped his face.Dark cloud shadows drifted over outside the window, covering the moonlight sky.

"It took me a long time to get used to it." Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Yuansi almost shrank behind the mug, hiding in the steaming heat, and said, "...I finally got used to it."

This was probably the first time he encountered such a situation. Such an evolutionary who seemed to be able to do everything with ease, now seemed somewhat at a loss. "I... I just wanted to see you."

Qiao Yuansi still only looked at the tea in his cup. "I know, I'm fine now, I can handle it by myself, you don't have to worry. I got out of insurance five months ago, and I can continue to take care of myself in the future..."

"Five months ago?" Ying Shui'an immediately raised his attention, "What happened?"

Speaking of that incident, one cannot but think of Jin Yan.

Qiao Yuansi closed her eyes, and slowly told about her acquaintance with Jin Yan almost numbly; when her story came to the park that evening, her voice began to become lower and lower: "Jin Yan was at that time She had just been infected, and she was still herself. So when those people surrounded me, seeing that I was going to be in trouble, she suddenly yelled, rushed up from behind, and threw two people down... Thanks to her I bought a little time before I could take my chance and escape."

Sakura Shui'an pursed her lips tightly and nodded. "But she transformed later, didn't she?" He moved closer, his shadow and breath floated on the coffee table together, "The memory of the shapeshifter is coherent, didn't she—"

"Dead," Qiao Yuansi interrupted him.

Ying Shui'an's expression was fixed on his face, looking more and more like a plaster statue under the moonlight outside the window.

"When I sent her home later, I told her that I would help her like you helped me at the time. But she was seriously infected. I didn't have any confidence at that time. In fact, I was ready. If She couldn't recover, so I had to leave my job and house and run away...and the next morning, I found her dead." She said in a flat tone.

"Suicide?" Ying Shui'an immediately guessed.

Qiao Yuansi nodded silently.

The silent orange light of the desk lamp flowed down, slowly filling the soundless void between the two of them.Ying Shui'an lost a lot of weight, and his T-shirt was hanging loosely on him; with his head down, he suddenly stood up, walked around the coffee table, and sat down beside Qiao Yuansi, the wind blowing his hair and T-shirt.

"……sorry."

He stretched out his hand, and when he was about to touch Qiao Yuansi, the latter suddenly turned around and threw himself into his arm.Ying Shui'an froze at that moment, his half-outstretched arm stayed in the air, and after several seconds, he slowly turned around, his fingers hesitated, and landed on Qiao Yuansi's warm and naked back skin superior.

Qiao Yuansi couldn't even shed a single tear.She refused to let go of her hand again, but just raised her head, like a vine trying to climb a tree trunk, and wrapped her arms around his neck.Her cheek brushed against his Adam's apple, her collarbone hit her chest, her warm and cold skin pressed against her, and her breathing and hair were all messed up together.

"Tomorrow," she said, listening to her low, murmured voice, like a sob, "tomorrow, you go...and never come back..."

Ying Shui An let out a hoarse breath that was almost painful from his throat.

The hair on the dark red Persian carpet is thick and dense, and clumps are tied on the back, carrying up, crushing and sinking, like clumps of waves rising and falling. Qiao Yuansi is like a small boat, which can only be swayed uncontrollably on it.The dim lamps of the desk are covered with fine dust, which fluctuates and circulates with the breath, covering everything with a sad look like an old movie.The colors elongated and merged, and the living room stretched and changed shape, and finally turned into layers of endless white light, shining into her mind.

Panting, Qiao Yuansi sat up and reached for the cup of tea that was half cold.She was so thirsty that she drank half a cup in one gulp; the cicada outside the window let out a final cry, and then fell silent again.She listened intently and smiled silently.

Ying Shui'an had indeed lost a lot of weight, and the muscles and scars on his back were clearly visible under the dim light.Even with his upper body naked, he still seemed unable to dissipate the heat. He approached the dining table and opened the window; he looked around and asked, "Why, are there any bugs now?"

Did you see the bug spray out the window?Qiao Yuansi nodded, raised his cup and took another sip of tea.

The notebook has been spread out on the table, and she hasn't put it away yet, and she doesn't think there is any need to put it away.The dense handwriting on the notebook caught Ying Shui'an's gaze, and he bent down to look at it for a while.

Qiao Yuansi leaned on the arm of the sofa, waiting for him to look up.

"Put the bird food box on the edge of the window,"

When Ying Shui An still lowered her head and read the notebook without making a sound, she couldn't hold back and opened her mouth hoarsely.That was what she wrote down five months ago, of course she remembered. "Since you decided to leave at the beginning, you shouldn't come back... I finally got used to it."

Ying Shui An finally slowly raised his head, as if he had been bewitched.

His skin was so fair that it was unrealistic, so when two spots of bright red finally appeared in the corners of his eyes, it was like blood dripping into the snow, gradually spreading out at an imperceptible speed.Qiao Yuansi couldn't help laughing at all, she had to cover her mouth, press her raised cheeks, and put the laughter back into her mouth.

"You...you already," Ying Shui'an looked at her, her voice was trembling, and she had difficulty even uttering words.In the bloody redness of the corners of his eyes, a little bit of water gradually shone. "Completely deformed?"

　How should I put it, it’s all because of my dedication to this (the old lady’s foot wrap is smelly and long) (endless) novel, which prevented me from winning the lottery/meeting Lee Dong Wook/becoming Natalie Portman... OK , Then I'm done, you guys have something to comment and talk about, ah.

　
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