My snake-sick brother accuses her boyfriend

Just as Qin Yue was looking at the wall in a daze, the mobile phone on the bedside suddenly vibrated, and the dazzling light flickered in the darkness. It was Tang Qing's mobile phone.

Qin Yue started to move his stiff body in a strange way, and he slowly climbed to the head of the bed. The name on the phone screen made his blood flow back for a moment, and a strange coldness swept his whole body from the soles of his feet.He thought he had forgotten that name, the name that haunted him at night, he should not remember it anymore.

It was Tang Chu's call.

With trembling hands, Qin Yue slid away to answer, and a familiar voice came from the other end, "Brother, I'm Xiaochu."

Impossible, Tang Chu was already dead, and he saw Tang Chu's body being pushed into the cremation ground with his own eyes, how could there be such a thing as death and resurrection? !

"Brother, aren't you here? Why don't you talk?"

"Tang... Chu?"

Qin Yue called out Tang Chu's name in disbelief, and only hoped that someone would tell him that all of this was fake.

Tang Chu was shocked, it wasn't Tang Qing's voice on the other side, it sounded like Qin Yue, but how could Qin Yue have Tang Qing's cell phone.

"Qin Yue, is that you...?"

"Haha...haha..." There was a strange smile on Qin Yue's pale face, he grabbed the mobile phone beside the bed, and said frantically, "You are not dead... Hahaha... Tang Chu... You are not dead... not dead……"

Tang Chu was frightened by Qin Yue's voice, "Qin Yue, what's wrong with you? Why is my brother's mobile phone in your hand? Why are you together? What's the matter?"

"It's not dead... You're not dead..." Qin Yue knelt on the bed holding the phone tightly, repeating, "He's not dead...not dead..."

Tang Qing, who came out of the bathroom, saw that Qin Yue was holding his phone in his hand, and his heart tightened. He grabbed the phone and saw that it was Tang Chu's call, and Qin Yue knew everything about it.

Qin Yue raised his head slowly, his bloodless face was like a ghost, and his heart was chilled when he saw it.

"Qin Yue?! Hey...? What's going on?" Tang Chu shouted anxiously from the other end.

Tang Qing pretended to answer the phone calmly, "Xiao Chu, I'll hang up first."

"Brother! Hello? Brother!"

Tang Chu who was hung up on the phone persistently called back, but this time no one answered him.

Qin Yue thought that his heart had long been numb, but Tang Chu's call was like a knife piercing into his heart without warning. It turned out that he was not unconscious, and the pain spreading in his limbs at this moment was like an alarm bell A general reminder that he never forgot what happened in the past.

"Qin Yue..."

Tang Qing stretched out his hand to touch the person in front of him, but just as his fingertips touched the warm skin, Qin Yue opened his hand with a slap, and hatred that penetrated the marrow burst out from the eyes that were as warm as spring water in the past , looking at him with a pale, ghostly face, gnashing his teeth, as if he was going to stare him out of a hole.

Don t look at me like that Tang Qing roared like a trapped beast.

"Tang Chu is not dead...you lied to me..." Qin Yue's shoulders trembled slightly due to anger, he clenched his fists tightly, his hideous appearance was really scary, "he is not dead at all!"

"That's right, Tang Chu is not dead." At first, the panic had disappeared from Tang Qing's face, and now all that remained was gloomy and indifferent, "Even if he is alive, you can't be together anymore."

Qin Yue looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in disbelief, "Tang Qing, I've been down until now because you kept saying that you wanted to avenge Tang Chu, if Tang Chu didn't die, then everything that happened to me was nothing! ?”

"Even if you want to go back to the past, it's too late."

Regardless of Qin Yue's struggle, Tang Qing pushed him down on the bed, and the shackles that restrained his hands and feet jingled.

"Tang Qing, you're crazy! You lunatic!" Qin Yue struggled fiercely to escape from the man's shackles, and new scars inevitably appeared on his hands and feet, and blood slid down his porcelain white skin, "Go to hell! Why don't you Go to hell! Why didn't you die!?"

"Want me to die?" Tang Qing smiled instead of anger, staring at Qin Feng with his dark eyes without blinking, looking horrified, "Unless you can kill me yourself."

Qin Yue stared straight into those eerie eyes, wishing to burn the man to death with hideous and blatant hatred, every cell in his body seemed to be clamoring 'Kill him, kill him, kill him and you'll be free , kill him quickly! ', there was an unprecedented killing intent bursting out from those two-way warm eyes.Tang Qing looked carefully at the people under him, trying his best to detect a different feeling from those eyes full of hatred. After a long time, he understood that Qin Yue now only has inexhaustible hatred for him. There is a knife placed in front of this man, for fear that he will pierce his heart without hesitation.

Tang Qing felt that his hot heart seemed to be abandoned in a cold pool, and the only warmth suddenly disappeared. He knew that Qin Yue hated him, but he didn't expect that this hatred had penetrated deep into his bones.

"If you want to kill me."

"Let me see if you have the ability."

"If you can't take my life, you are destined to be unable to escape me in this life."

Ever since Qin Yue discovered the secret that Tang Chu was still alive, he seemed to wake up from a dream, and he was no longer insensitive and at the mercy of Tang Qing. Now as soon as Tang Qing approached, he would reflexively rage, Attacking the opponent, even if his hands and feet were bloodied, he did not want to be touched by Tang Qing again.

The dark red blood was covered with shackles and turned into rust. There were more and more wounds on Qin Yue's body. The whole person seemed to be awake and crazy at times. Tang Qing asked a doctor to see Qin Yue several times, but in the end he had to inject him with sedation Medicine, so as to calm the irritable person, can he deal with the hideous and terrifying wound.

"The patient may have moderate depression now." The doctor is not sure about his diagnosis, but judging from the patient's emotions just now, it is estimated that it is almost the same.

"What did you say?" Tang Qing thought he had auditory hallucinations, "Depression?"

"Yes, fortunately, it is only moderate depression at present, and only occasionally violent behavior." The doctor glanced at Tang Qing's dignified expression, and carefully finished the next sentence, "But it will be difficult to say in the future , The patient may also have suicidal tendencies, my personal suggestion is to put away all sharp objects at home, just in case."

"Is there any way to treat it with medicine?"

"Depression is a disease that can be cured only by drugs, but not the root cause. The main thing is to adjust the patient's mood, try to relieve his inner depression, go out often to get some fresh air, and get in touch with outside things, which will help recovery."

The doctor's implication is obvious, that is, to let Tang Qing let Qin Yue out, and the disease will be cured if it is not fully guaranteed.

"Wenxuan, send the doctor out."

Tang Qing turned a deaf ear to the doctor's advice, so why didn't he understand that letting Qin Yue go out would be of great help to his condition, but he couldn't let Qin Yue go.

Shen Wenxuan sent the doctor away and returned to the house. Looking at the sleeping Qin Yue, he finally revealed all the words he had kept in his heart for a long time, "Mr. Tang, let Mr. Qin go."

The deeper the obsession, the more painful it is, before the heart-piercing pain arrives, let it go.

Tang Qing glanced at Shen Wenxuan, with a sad expression, "It's impossible."

"If this continues, either Mr. Qin will go crazy first, or you will drive yourself to a dead end first." Shen Wenxuan's usually indifferent and distant face became a little more moved, "What you are doing now is not at all like what you would do .”

"How can you be like me?" Tang Qing smiled self-deprecatingly, "I'm not a good person, if I let Qin Yue go, I'd rather turn him into a lunatic."

Shen Wenxuan was slightly taken aback by Tang Qing's words.

"Think I'm scary?"

Shen Wenxuan looked at Tang Qing with various unspeakable emotions intertwined, such as disappointment, sadness, and confusion... What's more, it was unbelievable. The Tang Qing he knew should be aloof, and he would never bother to use this method to get one. People, but what is the difference between Tang Qing today and those who kneel down and beg?

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