The rest of life may not be different

It's no wonder that the wound was scratched by rust, and he worked intensively without sleep one after another, and then tied Wei Jing back to Shanqi Manor overnight, even he himself didn't know what he was doing!

Su Wuxu ignored him, and murmured to himself, "Jing, don't, don't leave me..."

Hearing the pursuit deep in his heart, Wei Jing whimpered in a daze, hugged Wei Jing tightly as if grabbing the last straw, and repeated over and over again, "Don't go, don't go...why did you betray me... Why don't you look back at me..."

For a moment, Wei Jing's heart felt as if it was pounding, and her heart was so sad that it couldn't be worse. She was in dull and severe pain. She reached out and gently hugged Su Wuxu's slightly trembling body, "I'm here, go to sleep."

Hearing this familiar voice, Su Wuxu felt as if the weight on his shoulders had disappeared, and finally passed out without support.

Wei Jing looked at Su Wuxu with longing eyes, but her heart was so painful that it was numb, and the guy who was still as thin as a stick and would not let go of torture to death was so fragile, watching him even breathing was painful.

I was making a lot of determination in my heart. At this time, Su Wuxu's cell phone rang, Wei Jing connected it, and Qi Yu's angry voice came, "Su Wuxu, you took Ah Jing away, didn't you!"

Wei Jing sighed, "I'm fine."

Qi Yu softened his tone, not as cold as before, and exhaled, "I heard Qing Dai say, where are you, I'll pick you up."

Wei Jing looked at Su Wuxu's frown that was tightly frowned even in sleep, and stretched out her hand to touch the brow. Sure enough, Su Wuxu's brow was tightly relaxed. Wei Jing smiled, very bitter, with loneliness and despair, like It was Xinkou who was stabbed to death, "I... will not leave."

Maybe just sinking together with Su Wuxu, willing to be imprisoned here and tied up, even if the two of them end up dying badly, but he still doesn't want to see him continue to struggle in the mire and abyss alone.

"What?!" Qi Yu was shocked, "No, you think it over, if you stay, he will know your...legs, you think with his state of mind, how can he not go crazy!"

"I've already contacted Bai Lingge, he will return home tomorrow." Wei Jing's tone was indifferent, her eyes were fixed on Su Wuxu.

"...Okay, when you want to leave, just tell me, and I'll help you." Qi Yu once again took care of himself without fear of death, after all, he was his brother.

He also understands Su Wuxu, pessimistic, world-weary, brutal, tyrannical, paranoid, manic-depressive, control-crazy, anti-social personality disorder, etc. These are not something a normal person can bear and control. How much pain the loved one has, even he himself can't figure it out in a daze, but like this, the unconsciousness is constantly loaded on Wei Jing, who can see it, but it can't be blamed after all...

Su Wuxu had a severe fever and was mixed with a little sickness. He was confused and didn't know whether he was awake or in a coma. He shouted Wei Jing's name desperately and hysterically. The cold sweat dripped and instantly wet the pillow. His hands trembled and unconsciously pinched his own arm, wanting to The pain in the arm eases the pain in the heart.

Weijing had no feeling in his legs, and he didn't have a wheelchair. He just fell out of bed, gritted his teeth and climbed to the counter not far away to get his medicine. He was very anxious, and Su Wuxu's painful voice Shouting is so desperate and helpless, the pain goes straight to the bottom of my heart!

He hated himself for not being able to go over and hug him quickly, even such a simple thing as fetching medicine for him was so difficult for him now, Wei Jing was inevitably on the verge of despair.

Later, Su Wuxu woke up several times in a daze. He knew that Wei Jing was taking care of him in his clothes, but he was still very scared in his heart. He was afraid that Wei Jing would go back and leave when he recovered from his illness.

When Wei Jing fed him medicine, Su Wuxu didn't speak or open his mouth, Wei Jing whispered to him, coaxing him like he used to when he was sick, patting his back repeatedly, his expression couldn't change Seeing Su Wuxu's slightly opened eyes still raised a forced smile, he knew that his smile was very useful to Su Wuxu.

When Su Wuxu didn't take the medicine, Wei Jing would show him one by one. Later, he stopped embarrassing Wei Jing and obediently took the medicine and looked at Wei Jing who seemed to be sitting on the ground. He seems to be like a scourge of drugs, which will remind him time and time again that he is different from others...

"Stand up." The hoarse voice spoke slowly, Su Wuxu's fever gradually receded, and he regained some strength, unlike before.

Unexpectedly, Wei Jing ignored him, lowering her head without showing any expression.

Su Wuxu's black eyes were turbulent like whirlpools, and he muttered to himself, "What's wrong with your legs?"

He seemed to see something, and his whole body was restless, as if he had returned to that period of darkness, and the things supporting him seemed to collapse in an instant.

Wei Jing's hands and feet were cold and she couldn't feel a trace of warmth even if she clenched her hands tightly. She squatted on the spot in a daze, "My leg... I don't feel it." She just said so lightly, with a smile that touched her heart.

Su Wuxu's current mental state is extremely unstable. That's right, for Su Wuxu, Wei Jing is his only salvation, the salvation that was dragged into the mud of hell in vain. Sigh, I still should be grateful, but I know that even if the crime is heinous, if you meet someone alone, you still have concerns.

Su Wuxu's roar suddenly started, that piercing sound made life worse than being abandoned before, all limbs screamed for this pain, Wei Jing hugged Su Wuxu who was on the verge of collapse, suppressed The emotion tilted instantly, tears fell drop by drop on Su Wuxu's neck, and the dull cry echoed in the empty room.

And Su Wuxu felt unprecedented despair, "Why? Why did this happen?"

He didn't believe it, there was no Wei Jing in his memory, why did he lose consciousness, how did he lose his legs?

He is even more desperate than ever, he can't bear it at all, he can't bear it in his heart, and now it's even worse, his heart seems to have been dug out, what should we do, he is so precious, so cherished Weijing , even when he betrayed himself back then, he was not willing to hurt him at all, how dare others!

Maybe he did something wrong after all. When he realized that Wei Jing was going to abandon him, he was thinking that if he did something bad, he could give himself a reason. When he finally left, he would have Reasons tell yourself that he left not because of me, but because of the bad things you did yourself.

At this point in my thoughts, my liver and gallbladder are torn...

"Ah Jing, can I kill you?" Su Wuxu, as if his body was like a skeleton and his heart was ashes, got up tremblingly and carried Wei Jing to the bed, with a smile that seemed to be breaking the boat, paranoid and crazy.

Wei Jing's tears kept falling as if out of control, he was afraid that he would show such an expression, the smile was so shocking, the despair swept over him, he felt the blood was flowing backwards all over his body, and his eyes were full of tears from crying.

"Why are you crying, baby." Su Wuxu's words were very soft, as if he would blow away the picture he had dreamed of with any force.

Su Wuxu tightly grasped his shoulders and looked directly at him. Now Wei Jing is his only salvation. He said intermittently with trembling words, "Ah Jing, you, you will agree... right? Let's go to the same destination... okay? ?”

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and pressed it against Wei Jing's cold thin lips, seeing that he didn't respond, so he stopped, "Don't you want to?" His eyes were stained with sadness and mockery.

Wei Jing lifted her jaw slightly to look at Su Wuxu's eyes, she was focused and serious, she looked at you as if there was only you in the whole world, the throbbing sadness from the bottom of her heart was nowhere to be found, there was no hesitation in the next moment, hold on His head deepened the kiss.

Wei Jing looked at his slack pupils, clasped his trembling hands tightly to the purple bruises on his shoulders, Wei Jing smiled and said, "I am willing." As if relieved from a heavy burden, she smiled brightly...

In fact, he never thought that he would love him and was willing to die with him. At the beginning, he slammed into the south wall without hesitation. He had no reason to love. He forgot that he and himself had no future at all. Later, he didn't blame anyone for his bloodshed. It's just that he tasted the bitter fruit he planted by himself, and left silently. Now that he comes back, he doesn't want to leave. It doesn't matter if he fulfills his last wish. Love has always been with him, not afraid of the future, nor afraid of death...

When Bai Lingge and Qi Yu rushed over, they suddenly felt like their hearts were jumping. The blood on the ground was shocking. The dagger was still stuck in Su Wuxu's chest, but their eyes were obsessively looking at Wei Jing who was also bleeding profusely. He gently closed his eyes...

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Su Wuxu felt that he had been awake for a century, so long that he felt that he was not dead, but it turned out that he was not dead.

He has experienced too much despair in his life, so much that he doesn't want to face it again. In the beginning, the fresh people were the motivation for him to live, but now maybe Wei Jing's life is hanging by a thread, and now he says he regrets it It's too late not to regret, now he wakes up quietly in the room of the old mansion, but his soul is withered and alive only pain, his sins can only be forgiven by death...

His whole body was in pain and his eyes were very dry. He knew it without looking in the mirror. His expression was sluggish and his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes.