I don't want to like you, can I?

Ye Qiyang grabbed the door of the ambulance and refused to let go, Sikong Bingye couldn't hold him back, so he had to call Meng Kang to confirm that Jian Yue was fine, Ye Qiyang was relieved and passed out.

He suffered multiple burns on his body and inhaled a large amount of poisonous smoke, which caused a lung infection and required hospital treatment. Fortunately, he was standing at the vent and Jian Yue covered his mouth and nose for a while, so his life was not in danger.

After Meng Kang and Jian Yue left, Ye Qiyang took the medicine and fell asleep. Because the medicine contained sleeping ingredients, he fell asleep very soundly.

Sikong Bingye pushed the door open and came in, there was a glint in his cold eyes, his hand stayed on his lips for a long time, and finally dropped.The soft touch, the slightest bit of heat came through the fingertips, Sikong Bingye leaned over, wanting to kiss her desperately.

He had gnawed and ravaged the pair of lips repeatedly in his dream, and really wanted to know whether the taste in reality was as beautiful as a dream and it was unbearable.

Getting closer again, lips touching lips, breathing on each other's faces, Sikong Bingye remembered that dream again, a dream that couldn't tell the real from the fake.

Ye Qiyang struggled under him, resisting his invasion.The wonderful taste of invading this body is something he will never forget in his life.

That dream once occupied all of his memories, allowing him to find the hope of living during that period of painful life.He never thought that the person in the dream would exist so real, and he asked himself repeatedly whether it was really a dream.

"Ye Qiyang, we've met before, haven't we?"

He clung to Ye Qiyang's ear and asked softly. He knew that he would not wake up the sleeping person, and he also knew that this person would not give him an answer, and maybe he would show him an unbearable look like a monster.

Sikong Bingye straightened up and did nothing after all. Even though no one said it, he also knew that Ye Qiyang belonged to someone else.

"Bing Ye."

When Sikong Bingye turned his head, Su Lingge stood at the door of the ward with a gloomy expression.

In the corridor, Sikong Bingye looked directly at Su Lingge calmly, and did not change his behavior just because he was seen.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

"Brother Feng, I won't argue with you, I just couldn't help it just now."

The most terrifying thing is not being able to help it. If Ye Qiyang saw Sikong Bingye just now, it would be hard for Su Lingge to imagine whether he would have a chance to keep Ye Qiyang by his side in this life.

"Bing Ye, if it's anyone from before, as long as you want, I can give it to you, but Qi Yang, he is mine, and no one can covet it, do you understand?"

Sikong Bingye lowered his eyes, his originally cold face was full of pain: "Brother Feng, you may not have tasted the pain of not getting what you want, but I... once is enough, since I can't get it, I don't want it. "

Su Linge patted him on the shoulder: "I understand your suffering. However, your brother is your only relative, you should try to forgive him."

"Impossible." Sikong Bingye flatly refused, this was the only thing that could not be discussed, "He used to be the person I respected the most, he knew what kind of feelings I put into him, but he still destroyed everything with his own hands. Force me to death, tell me how to forgive him!"

Su Linge frowned: "Bing Ye, you are too extreme when it comes to your brother."

"Brother Feng, I should go."

Su Lingge invited the best experts, and with careful care, Ye Qiyang recovered almost quickly, but Su Lingge refused to let him out of the hospital.

Ye Qiyang was leaning on the bedside, holding an apple. It used to be a big one, but now except for the core, there was only a thin layer of flesh left, and Su Lingge sent the rest with the skin into the trash can.

Su Lingyan took a big bite of the apple with the skin on, and teased, "Brother, your skills are not good enough, so don't show off, it's healthier to eat with the skin on."

"Don't you have to go to class?" Su Lingo glanced at him, "Go back quickly."

"Brother Qiyang is counting down to the college entrance examination, and he is still enjoying himself all day long. I am only a freshman in high school, so what are you afraid of?"

Ye Qiyang was always thinking about Sikong Bingye saving him, absently pinched the flesh with his fingernails, and suddenly asked: "Su Lingge, if you were there that day, would you go in and save me?"

Before Su Lingge could speak, Su Lingyan took the conversation away: "Brother Qiyang, you are asking this, don't say that my brother is at the scene, even if he is not, if he knows you have something to do, he will definitely go crazy. save you."

"Go aside, it's none of your business." Su Lingge learned about what happened that day, knowing that Sikong Bingye had rushed into the fire scene, he saw Ye Qiyang's emotions in the past few days, and was secretly worried.

Ye Qiyang stared at Su Lingge and asked, "Then will you save others?"

"I'm sure I can't take care of it!" Su Lingyan was still interjecting, "I'm so focused on you, how can I see others."

Ye Qiyang finally turned his attention to Su Lingyan: "Does it mean that only when you like someone can you not care about others, or even yourself, and only have him in your heart?"

"Uh, this question... Hey, bro..." Su Lingyan was carried away and thrown out the door.

"Qiyang, you are tired, take a rest." Su Lingge took away the apple that Ye Qiyang had been pinching for a long time, and there were a few rows of clear fingerprints on it.

"Su Lingge, I want to go back to school."

Ye Qiyang was lying on the hospital bed, his voice was clear and indifferent, without emotion, but Su Lingge couldn't hear it very well. He took a bite of the apple and bit off half of the core. Swallowed the core and meat together, threw the remaining half into the trash can, leaned over and pressed Ye Qiyang: "Qiyang, I want you."

Ye Qiyang did not refuse, and cooperated with Su Lingge with all his strength until he passed out. The first thing he said after waking up was: "Su Lingge, when I was about to despair that day, I was thinking of you."

"..."

Su Lingo let him go.

After hesitating for a long time, Ye Qiyang called Sikong Bingye out: "Why did you insist on rushing into the fire that day?"

After listening to the quarrel outside the door that day, he could vaguely guess what it was.

Sikong Bingye leaned against the tree, pursed his lips and said nothing, when the wind blew up his school uniform, Ye Qiyang noticed that he was only wearing a single shirt.

"Aren't you cold?" Ye Qiyang asked casually. In this season, everyone is still wearing sweaters, and some have not even taken off their down jackets.

Sikong Bingye glanced at him and remained silent.

"Sikong Bingye, you understand Jian Yue's intentions, right? What do you think?"

"Does it have something to do with you?" Sikong Bingye said, his cold tone was completely inconsistent with the eagerness of that day.

"He's my best friend and I can't let him get hurt."

"I didn't think about it."

"Did you rush into the fire that day to save him...or me?"

Sikong Bingye was startled: "Is such a question meaningful?"

"Why don't you answer directly?"

Sikong Bingye threw out two words coldly: "Save you."

Ye Qiyang's eyes trembled, and he was a little at a loss for a moment, then he heard Sikong Bingye speak again: "I didn't know that Jian Yue was also inside."

The hope that had just been raised was annihilated, Ye Qiyang lowered his head, mocking himself in his heart for expecting something unrealistic.

Sikong Bingye looked up, and the lights in the distant classroom turned on.He didn't actually lie. When Meng Kang just told Ye Qiyang was inside, he couldn't listen to anything else at all, and he was focused on rushing in to save people. If it wasn't for Sikong Run who dragged him desperately, no one would be lying in the hospital.

At that moment, he realized that Ye Qiyang was no longer his dream, but a living person who could affect his emotions.

Ye Qiyang moved two steps absent-mindedly, and looked at the surrounding environment blankly, as if he had forgotten why he was here, and his expression was in a trance that made people feel distressed.

"what happened to you?"

"I..." Ye Qiyang only uttered one word, then staggered away.

Ye Qiyang no longer hides from Sikong Bingye, and occasionally stares at him unconsciously in a daze. Jian Yue didn't notice anything, but Meng Kang found out, and took Ye Qiyang to deliberately walk a few steps slower than the two in front, looking for an opportunity. Fu Er went over: "Qiyang, you won't fall in love with Ye just because Ye saved you."

The teasing tone changed in Ye Qiyang's ears, and he was stunned, staring at the back in front of him: "What's wrong with me?"

"Hey, Qiyang, are you okay? It's not because you smoked too much drugs and your brain hurts, right?" Meng Kang worried, "You've been a little abnormal recently, so let's go check it out again."

Ye Qiyang glanced at him, quickened his pace and passed the two in front.

Meng Kang scratched his head: "Where did I offend him?"

As soon as Ye Qiyang arrived at the playground, he was taken out by Su Lingge who jumped over the wall.

The two were sitting in the coffee shop, Su Lingge looked at him for a long time, and suddenly asked: "Qi Yang, why are you hiding from me again?"

"I didn't hide from you."

"Then why didn't you answer my call?"

Ye Qiyang was puzzled: "Have you called me?" He has been entangled with Sikong Bingye for the past few days and forgot to check his phone.

"..."

"My phone is always on silent, I don't usually look at it much."

"What about missed calls and text messages?"

"...empty."

Su Lingge was devastated. He had seen Ye Qiyang's cell phone muted before, and thought it was because of class. He spent so much time and wrote so many good things, but someone cleared it all without even reading it. up.Now is a critical period, and you can't show dissatisfaction. If someone ignores him on a whim, it will not be worth the loss.In the end, he could only laugh: "It's okay, as long as you take care of me."

"Oh my god, President Su, it's really you!" A voice cut in, and a young man stood in front of him.

"Who are you?" Su Lingge is not pretending to be confused, he really doesn't know this person, but he should be an acquaintance based on the name he calls himself, when a bad thought arises, Su Lingge quickly looks across Ye Qiyang.

Ye Qiyang turned his head and looked out the window, as if he didn't care about the boy who suddenly appeared.

"President Su, don't you remember me? I am..."

"Oh, I remembered." Su Linge interrupted the boy in time before he could say anything irreparable, "You are my friend's younger brother."

"Ah?" The boy was taken aback, not noticing Su Lingo's eyes.

Ye Qiyang didn't move his eyes, and said quietly: "Your friend's younger brother, will you call you 'Mr. Su'?"

In a moment of impatience, he blurted out without thinking at all, and Ye Qiyang pointed it out. Su Lingge secretly thought that something was wrong, and continued to wink at the young man who stood aside stupidly: "I said, why do you call me that? It turns out that I remembered it wrong. Right?"

The young man didn't know, so he said, "That's right, Mr. Su, I was thinking that it was obviously Boss Du who introduced me to you...do you remember?"

Not to mention the current situation where Ye Qiyang may attack at any time, even if his brain is functioning normally, Su Lingge may not remember it.Du Liang had found too many people for him, how could he remember who was who.

In order to get rid of this unsightly guy in time, Su Lingo still had to grit his teeth and say something against his will: "I remember, can you go?"

"Boss Su, you finally remembered who I am. I thought you really forgot me." The young man sat down on the side without hesitation.

Su Lingge secretly blamed himself for why he only looked at the face at the beginning, regardless of the brain, and even liked such a mentally retarded person.

Ye Qiyang was still staring out of the window, with an indifferent profile, Su Linge's eyes flashed with sternness, and he was about to drive him away, but the boy spoke again.

It was the next sentence that caused Su Lingo to be tortured and painful for many years to come.