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It was already one o'clock in the morning for Yun Xiang to heal his wound, but instead of going to sleep, he returned to the computer, opened the document of "Black Cliff" and continued to write.If Wuyue knew that she was chatting with each night now, Yun Luoti's number one black fan, Yun Xiang was Yun Luoti himself, so she didn't know how she would feel.

Yun Xiang is a gifted writer with extremely high language talent, able to fluently transform thoughts in his head into exquisite words.In recent years, he has been writing novels in a way that is almost physically exhausted. Unless he is so tired that he faints, he will not take a rest.Just like tonight, he was beaten by Ling Wei so much that even if he sat down and typed on the keyboard, his wound would hurt, but he wouldn't go to sleep until he was dizzy.It can be said that the immeasurable commercial value behind the three words "Yunluotiao" is Yun Xiang's life in exchange for it, and his efforts have reached a heinous level.

Yun Xiang smoked a lot, and by the time he was so tired that his consciousness became blurred and he had to go to sleep, his study room was already filled with the pungent smell of smoke, and he would cough for a long time after taking a breath.Yun Xiang covered his chest and coughed, walked to the window to open the window for ventilation, and then fell asleep without washing or undressing without taking off his clothes.When he woke up in the evening, he had no appetite after choosing takeaways. He was so hungry that he couldn't find anything he wanted to eat. Finally, he closed his eyes and pressed a button, blind spot.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Yun Xiang turned on his phone and sent a message to Wu Yue: [In? 】

Wuyue returns in seconds: [in]

Yun Xiang: [Last night you said you didn't sleep well, why? 】

It turned out that he still remembered the content of the interrupted chat last night, and asked Wu Yue again.

Wuyue: [I have a cleanliness habit, and my hands are often washed badly. Yesterday, my hands were washed badly again. At night, it hurts and itches and I can't sleep. 】

Yun Xiang: [Is it the same today?Hands are not good yet? 】

Wuyue: [After applying the medicine, it's much better, and I shouldn't be unable to sleep tonight. 】

Yun Xiang: [Treat the symptoms but not the root cause, tell me how you got cleanliness?Maybe just tell me. 】

Over there, Wuyue paused for a long time without any movement, Yun Xiang said: 【Don't want to say?Don't know the reason for getting cleanliness, or do you know but don't want to say it? 】

Wuyue: [I know but don't want to say it. 】

Yun Xiang: [That's more to say, it's definitely a psychological problem. 】

Wu Yue:【I know it's a psychological problem, but it's a secret I plan to bring into the coffin. 】

Yun Xiang: [I also have such a secret, so, let me tell you my secret, in exchange for you? 】

Wuyue: [Go ahead. 】

Yun Xiang: [I want to commit suicide. 】

Wu Yue's cell phone fell to the carpet with a snap, and her heart beat so violently that she couldn't hold the cell phone steadily.

Yun Xiang: [That’s right, I’m an only child. My father passed away when I was in junior high school. My mother got stomach cancer ten years ago, which can’t be cured. It is suffering, without consciousness, without the dignity of living, like a medical experiment with a tube full of it.I want to go to the hospital to sign a consent form recently, remove the medical equipment, let my mother go, and let her suffer less.After I help her with the funeral, I will commit suicide anywhere and go to heaven to reunite with my parents. 】

Wu Yue's left hand tightly pressed her chest that was throbbing with pain, tears pattered on the screen of the phone.

What are you talking about!What are you talking about! ! !

Wu Yue called directly with a voice request, and Yun wanted to put the phone down.

Yun Xiang: [Hahaha, I lied to you~hahahahahahaha...]

Yun Xiang: [Do you believe it?I was talking nonsense, how could I commit suicide? 】

Wu Yue uttered a foul word in her heart, and she typed: [Are you going too far?Are you joking about this? ! 】

Yun Xiang: [I was wrong, sorry. 】

Wu Yue didn't reply, Yun Xiang immediately said: [I'll say it again, this time it's true, it's really my secret, I have ED. 】

Wuyue looked at the two letters ED...why the hell can it be cured!

Yun Xiang: [Is it the same secret as the one you want to bring into the coffin?Can you exchange the reason for your cleanliness? 】

Wu Yue: [Cleanliness is a result, and ED is also a result. What you want to ask is the reason and process of my getting cleanliness, so just tell me that you have ED and you can’t exchange it. You have to talk about how you got ED. 】

Yun Xiang: [Hahahahaha, how can you have the face to live in this world after letting me finish talking! 】

Wuyue: [So you understand?I don't say why I got cleanliness, it's also because I don't want to continue living in this world shamelessly. 】

Yun Xiang: [Let me try and talk about it, let's talk about part of it. 】

Wuyue: [I'm listening. 】

Yun Xiang: [I should be mainly psychological, not organic, because there is no problem in the physical examination.Uh, it's really hard to say that. 】

Wuyue: [Have you had a particularly unpleasant *experience? 】

Yun Xiang: 【I've never had voluntary sexual intercourse, it was all forced.Since the beginning of junior high school, I have been forced by a man, which made me have a psychological shadow about that matter, but at that time I still had normal sexual desires, and I could self-sexualize.Then something happened, a few people drugged me and made a video of it taking turns, after that I never fucked again, and I never wanted to. 】

Wu Yue: [You were raped by someone, didn't you call the police? 】

Yun Xiang: [If I can't report it, I'll be in trouble, and the law doesn't protect men from being raped. 】

After a pause there, Wuyue called for the second voice request, Yun Xiang quietly watched the ringing time reach the upper limit and automatically hung up, he took out a cigarette and lit it in his hand, and sat motionless.This time, he didn't interrupt Wu Yue's call again, but he still didn't answer it.

After a while, it was the third voice request from Wuyue.

the fourth time.

the fifth time.

the sixth time.

…………

Tenth time, No.11 time...

It was like a special call, although it was not picked up even once, but there was a voice from Wu Yue to Yun Xiang's heart.In different rooms in different cities, they spend the whole night with each other in this way.