Sickly self-speaking

Continue yesterday's story.

After my Qionghua was chained by me, I never let him get out of bed. Of course, even if he was injured by me, when the doctor came to see him, I would watch from the sidelines.

During that time, Qionghua's eyes were blank. I didn't like Qionghua like that. I always felt that what I left was just a shell, and the soul in the shell had already disappeared.So that I like to press him on the bed when I have nothing to do. Only at this time can I feel his soul.

I talk to Qionghua every day, but he doesn't pay any attention to me. Sometimes I will go crazy and pinch his neck, and sometimes I will stir up his desire and force him to speak.But it didn't work, it didn't work at all.My Qionghua just ignored me, so that my heart ached, I even knelt down beside him, but he still didn't respond at all.

Then I began to wonder if I was wrong, we were all fine before!So I started to coax Qionghua, but I still locked him with chains uneasy.

Just when I thought we could spend the rest of the day like this, an accident that I will never forget happened——I lost my Qionghua.

That day, in order to make my Qionghua happy, I took off the chains on his feet, leaving only the shackles.I forget Qionghua's expression at that time, but I guess there must be some fluctuations in his heart.

Qionghua seemed a little uncomfortable walking in the sun, and the posture of relying on me made me couldn't help asking God—let time stop at this moment!

Because nothing happened when I went out, so when I returned home, I relaxed my vigilance towards Qionghua, but I still put the chain on Qionghua.During the period, I wanted to cook for Qionghua (I learned cooking to coax Qionghua during that time), because the clothes I was wearing were not suitable for entering the kitchen, so I took them off and threw them on the sofa.

I never expected that Qionghua who treats me really can't relax for a moment.

Of course, I was cooking at that time and I didn't know what my Qionghua did.It was only when Qionghua left in front of my eyes later that I realized why.

So after Qionghua ate the meal I cooked that day, he was very active when he went to bed at night. I thought he was like this when I took him out during the day.

But the next morning of that day was the last part of my mind.

I woke up from my sleep (because I found that my Qionghua was not in my arms), and I saw a scene that made my eyes tear up. Qionghua, who was supposed to be in my arms, was being held by another person , I don't know who that person is, because the doctor said that my memory has been tampered with.

I reached out to grab them, but suddenly found that my body couldn't move at all. I looked down, and my whole body was going to explode immediately. My Qionghua actually treated me the same way I treated him!

Yes, my Qionghua transferred the chains that should have been on him to me, and even tied me so that I couldn't move.

I can't remember what happened next, I just remember that someone took away my Qionghua, my Qionghua turned around and said something to me, but my will became more and more blurred...

When I finally woke up, I was alone in the room, with a letter from Qionghua beside the bed.I cried after watching it.

Because in the letter, Qionghua said that he loved me very much, and that he only asked the female teacher for a dish at noon that day, and I suddenly remembered that I seemed to be acting like a baby to my Qionghua for that dish for several days.Qionghua didn't speak at that time, but I could feel that he should have smiled very gently at that time.

Finally he said in the letter: I don't hate you, but I don't want to love you anymore.

Goodbye, girls, my story is finished, and you may not hear me tell it in the future.

I have been separated from him for two years, and I suffer almost every day. The most I think about is whether he has someone to accompany me. If I think too much, I feel a little desperate, because I find that I can't accept him being with others.

I haven't been able to find him until now. I thought that if I tell the story with him, maybe someone will know that there is such a person by my side, but I find it seems impossible. I don't even have his photo. How to find it?

Girls, I feel like I'm giving up. . . .

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741 days since you left:

I'm so tired, Qionghua, I wonder if it's really time to give up on you.

The doctor is right, people always have to give up something, even if it is bone-to-body pain when letting go.

ps: I don't want to think about you anymore.

The author has something to say:

I think it's time for me to change the title and copywriting -_-||