dog cage

Boring, empty, lonely.

Lin Luo's life was as quiet as stagnant water, every day except for sleeping, he was in a daze, and only at night when he curled up on the sofa and waited for Qin Yizhen to come home, would he watch TV for a while.

He became more and more taciturn, always in a trance state where he couldn't wake up, and sometimes felt that there was a claw in his mind desperately scratching his thoughts, making a sharp friction sound, which made him inexplicably irritable.

At such times, he would run to the storage room and get into the iron cage, covering his ears tightly in the dark.

That evening, there was an entertainment program on TV about what pet dogs do when their owners are not at home.

The program team installed monitoring in the homes of several participants, and the results showed that most of the puppies would lie at the door all day after the owner left, until the owner came home.This brought tears to the eyes of those pet owners, and they expressed that they would spend more time with their pets in the future.

Lin Luo sneered—this kind of kitsch tears are never time-sensitive, those puppies will probably continue to wait day after day.

He looked up at the ceiling, thinking that maybe Qin Yizhen was watching his every move through the surveillance camera at this time.

Lin Luo sighed, and bit the thin blanket on her body in annoyance.

When Qin Yizhen came home, he saw Lin Luo lying on his side on the sofa with blank eyes and a depressed expression on his face.

He walked over and touched Lin Luo's hair, it was wet, probably just after taking a shower.

"Why don't you blow dry your hair?" Qin Yizhen squatted down and asked.

"Too lazy to blow." Lin Luo replied lazily without raising his eyes.

Qin Yizhen looked at him for a while, then turned around and went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer, dragged Lin Luo to the chair next to the outlet and sat down.

The hot wind brushed against Lin Luo's cheeks with the sound of the motor turning, Qin Yizhen grabbed the soft hair between his fingers and said: "Your hair is too long."

Lin Luo drew circles on the ground with her toes, and it took a long time before she replied, "I'll cut some off myself tomorrow."

"No need, let's leave it at that." Qin Yizhen vetoed it with one vote.

The hair was dried quickly, and Lin Luo went back to the bedroom to lie down on his own, stuffing himself under the quilt.

After a long time, Qin Yizhen walked into the bedroom wearing a bathrobe after taking a shower.

"What are you doing?" He frowned looking at the huge humanoid object on the bed.

Lin Luo poked out half of his head from under the quilt and asked, "Are you going to do it?"

"..."

"If you don't do it, go to sleep." Lin Luo got back under the quilt again.

Qin Yizhen climbed onto the bed, took Lin Luo out of the quilt, pinched his chin and looked at him: "Luo, you may be suffering from depression."

"Oh..." Lin Luo didn't respond.

"I'll take you to the hospital on Saturday." Qin Yizhen put Lin Luo in his arms, raised his hand and turned off the light.

After three months, Lin Luo finally walked out of the villa for the first time.

The new year has already arrived, but Lin Luo doesn't remember Qin Yizhen celebrating the Spring Festival at all - he works late into the night every day.

Qin Yizhen drove Lin Luo to a well-known private psychotherapy institution in the city center, and directly showed his business card at the front desk.

Soon a doctor in his 40s and wearing glasses greeted him, exchanged friendly greetings with Qin Yizhen, and then led Lin Luo into a small room with bright and clean windows.

Lin Luo sat on a wicker chair in warm colors, silently looking at the elegant flowers in a crystal vase on the table.

"My name is Wu Jianguo, you can call me Dr. Wu." The middle-aged doctor across the table introduced himself.

Lin Luo looked up at this somewhat familiar face, and nodded slightly.

Dr. Wu stared at Lin Luo for a while, and Lin Luo also looked at him motionlessly, and there was a strange atmosphere in the room.

Suddenly Wu Jianguo sighed deeply.

"Lin Luo, although this is against my professional ethics." He straightened his back and said in a deep voice, "But I will not treat you."

Lin Luo stared into Dr. Wu's eyes and remained silent.

"Qin Yizhen's mood has been very stable in the past few years, and I don't want all previous efforts to be wasted." Dr. Wu adjusted his glasses, and did not shy away from Lin Luo's staring eyes, "You are an unstable factor."

"So?" Lin Luo finally spoke the first sentence.

"Severe depression is very dangerous." Dr. Wu pressed his hand on the medical record in front of him, "Although you haven't reached that level yet, the disease will always develop..."

As he said that, he squinted at the beautiful bouquet of flowers on the table to soothe the patient's mood: "Since they can't grow in the wild, they have to wither naturally in a vase."

Lin Luo looked down at his fingers and said nothing.

Four or 10 minutes later, Dr. Wu took him out of the room, and said to Qin Yizhen: "It's just a very mild depression symptom, and it doesn't need medication, just regular checkups are enough."

Lin Luo listened silently on the chair in the corner, biting her nails.

"Really." Lin Luo stopped Qin Yizhen as soon as he got home.

Qin Yizhen turned her head and stretched out her hand towards him.

Lin Luo didn't hold that hand, but walked up to him and put his arms around his neck.

"I want it." Lin Luo licked Qin Yizhen's Adam's apple, and looked at him with thick eyelashes.

Qin Yizhen was slightly surprised, but he naturally would not refuse such a straightforward invitation, he hugged Lin Luo to the nearest dining table and covered him.

"Ah!" Lin Luo groaned whether it was pain or joy, and raised her legs to tightly clamp Qin Yizhen's rhythmic waist.

"You will regret it if you keep calling it that way." Qin Yizhen grabbed the small silver ring and pulled it hard.

"Yeah! It's so comfortable..." Lin Luo stretched out his hand to grab Qin Yizhen's shirt, raised his neck tremblingly, "I want to..."

Qin Yizhen's eyes darkened, he pulled out his avatar abruptly, turned Lin Luo over and pressed him face down on the table.

The hard hotness of leaving suddenly made Lin Luo twist her waist and hips impatiently, and the contracted back acupoints flowed out hungry intestinal juice one by one.

"Don't go, Yizhen...fuck me." He begged uncharacteristically in a hoarse voice.

Qin Yizhen grabbed the collar around his neck, Lin Luo's back immediately turned back in a beautiful arc, and saliva dripped from his breathless mouth.

Qin Yizhen traced the seductive seam with his fingertips, stepped forward and entered Lin Luo's long-empty corridor again, and instantly felt an extremely hot and humid tightness wrapping him tightly.

"Ah! It hurts!" Lin Luo moaned seductively while he was suffocating, "Again...exert..."

"Don't worry." Qin Yizhen left bright red bite marks on Lin Luo's back, "I'll do it until you can't scream anymore."

As night fell, Lin Luo shrank into Qin Yizhen's arms and sniffed the faint fragrance of shower gel on his body.

Dining table, sofa, wall, bathroom.

Lin Luo counted the places where the two had loved each other just now, and opened her mouth to gently bite the broad shoulders in front of her.

"What? Not satisfied yet?" Qin Yizhen turned over and pressed him down, looking at him with burning eyes.

"I think I was spoiled by you." Lin Luo said with a wink.

Qin Yizhen bit his earlobe: "You asked for that."

Lin Luo raised her waist and rubbed against the thing on her thigh, feeling that it was waking up again.

"It's all broken anyway." Lin Luo stretched out his arms and hugged Qin Yizhen's waist, his voice hoarse, "Why don't they break down completely?"

Qin Yizhen didn't answer, but raised Lin Luo's legs again.

On the bed—there is another place, Lin Luo thought to himself.

Lin Luo lay in bed all day on Sunday, humming in pain. Fortunately, Qin Yizhen was quite rational, and he didn't attack him again for a week, otherwise Lin Luo felt that he was really going to die in bed.

Lin Luo thought a lot during his recuperation. He always stared at his hands for a long time, so that he felt that they had turned into a dazzling red, and gradually oxidized into a terrible black in the air.

When Qin Yizhen found out, he covered his eyes without saying a word, and let go of his hands after a few seconds.

So Lin Luo found that everything returned to normal in an instant, his hands were still white and clean, and even the light blue blood vessels on them could be clearly seen.

"Don't look any more." Qin Yizhen held down his hand, "There's nothing on it."

Lin Luo looked down at the slightly larger hand covering the back of his hand, and suddenly understood.

Yes, everything is arranged by fate, he must live, and then chew and swallow all the pain.

This is retribution.

After carefully examining his mental state, Lin Luo asked Qin Yizhen to buy a lot of puzzles and Rubik's Cube.

He needs to force himself to be interested in something in order to maintain a minimum enthusiasm for life - only in this way can he avoid the ending of madness or suicide.

Qin Yizhen didn't ask him why he bought these things, and he even brought back a set of Transformers models by the way, which made Lin Luo laugh out rarely.

Lin Luo began to practice slowly by himself against the stopwatch. He was already able to recover the simplest third-order Rubik's Cube extremely quickly, but it always took a longer time to completely mess it up.

His life is full of simple color blocks, piecemeal puzzles, and gradually addicted to sex.

When Lin Luo started to try the Alien Rubik's Cube, Qin Yizhen took him to Dr. Wu for a follow-up visit during the May Day holiday.

Lin Luo didn't want to talk to anyone other than Qin Yizhen at all, and spent four or 10 minutes staring at Dr. Wu in the room, but after the diagnosis and treatment, Dr. Wu still said "very mild symptoms of depression".

When Qin Yizhen was talking with Dr. Wu, Lin Luo was sitting alone in the waiting area next to him in a daze, when suddenly a gentle mezzo-soprano rang in his ear.

"Hello."

Lin Luo raised her head and saw a tall, middle-aged woman standing in front of her. She was wearing a low-key but expensive royal blue dress, her long hair was tied into a high bun, and she was wearing a serious look. Capable temperament.

Lin Luo knew this woman, but he still pretended not to hear her greeting, and silently lowered his head.

"What's your name...Lin Luo? Lin Yi? Or Lin Luoyi?" The woman stood upright, looking down at Lin Luo.

Hearing Lin Yi's words, Lin Luo's fingertips trembled slightly, but he still didn't speak.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to still be with Yizhen?" The woman looked in the direction of Dr. Wu, with a strong disdain in her tone, "Slavery is really strong enough."

Lin Luo bit her nails hard, stood up and left the noisy woman without looking back.

"Can you go back?" When he went straight to Qin Yizhen's side to urge him, Doctor Wu just left.

Just as Qin Yizhen was about to speak, he saw Qin Yue who was slowly approaching with graceful steps not far away.

"What a coincidence, I can meet you here, Yizhen." There was no surprise on Qin Yue's face at all.

"It's a coincidence, aunt." Qin Yizhen put away the kind and hearty expression when facing outsiders, and returned to his usual indifference, "Unfortunately, I have to leave soon."

"Oh, are you in a hurry to go home and feed the dog?" Qin Yue put her hair up in a bun and spoke in a steady tone.

"I don't have a dog." Qin Yizhen replied coldly.

"Really?" Qin Yue glanced at Lin Luo who was bowing her head and said nothing, "But I heard that the old dog you accidentally killed before left behind a puppy, which seems to be raised by you."

"Oh!" She suddenly turned her head to look at Lin Luo, "Aren't you the son of the previous dog breeder? I almost didn't recognize it."

Lin Luo raised his head to look at Qin Yue, his eyes were terribly empty, which surprised Qin Yue for a moment.

"It's hard for you to remember me." Lin Luo suddenly showed a bright smile, as if the eyes just now were just Qin Yue's hallucination, "I just returned to S City not long ago, and I'm in a hurry to ask Qin Yizhen to help me contact work, I'm afraid it will take Delay your aunt and nephew talking about the old days."

"It's okay." Qin Yue smiled, "But how come you come here when you're looking for a job? This is the place where people with mental problems come."

"Actually, I'm looking for a nursing job. Qin Yi really knows Dr. Wu very well, so I want to see if there is any need for a nurse here." Lin Luo replied calmly, "It's because you came here anyway, maybe it's because of menopausal depression Bar?"

Qin Yue frowned in displeasure for a moment, and couldn't answer for a while.

"Auntie, I still have to accompany Lin Luo to the next job interview, I'm afraid I can't accompany you." Qin Yizhen said smoothly, pulled Lin Luo up and walked outside.

"Oh, then I wish you a successful interview." Qin Yue's voice came from behind them coldly.

Lin Luo looked back at her and nodded politely, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Back in the car, Qin Yizhen stretched out his hand to fasten Lin Luo's seat belt, started the car and said, "When did you become so good at lying?"

"It's not for you." Lin Luo replied looking at the cars parked full of cars outside the window.

Qin Yizhen drove the car out of the parking lot slowly, turned around and drove onto the elevated road: "Next time, change to a hospital."

"No need." Lin Luo sighed, "I'm fine, I don't need to see a doctor."

The two returned home without a word. As soon as Lin Luo got home, he went to the dining room and dumped a large box of puzzle pieces on the table, and began to patiently restore the huge geometric patterns.

Qin Yizhen had no objection, he stood aside and watched for a while, then went into the study to concentrate on his work.

Lin Luo quickly regretted choosing such an abstract pattern, and he was already dizzy after recovering one-tenth of it. He rubbed his eyes and looked in the direction of the study, then went to the kitchen to make two cups of Pu'er tea.

Qin Yizhen looked displeased at the email, and suddenly found that there was an extra cup of tea in hand, and immediately grabbed Lin Luo who was about to leave.

"What? Don't you don't drink coffee?" Lin Luo turned around and asked doubtfully, "Or do you want to drink green tea?"

Qin Yizhen pulled Lin Luo onto his lap and sat, rubbing against his neck as he did when he was a child, and said in a slightly tired voice, "Stay with me."

Lin Luo sat quietly on his lap, without any sign of resistance.

Qin Yizhen's nose was pressed against the soft collar, and his lowered eyes fixedly looked at the white neck and pale blue arteries exposed under the collar. Thinking of what happened during the day, his heart suddenly started beating wildly.

The long-silent flashback symptoms surged, tearing everything in front of his eyes into messy and distorted strange color blocks, like countless puddles of vomit corroded by stomach acid.

He forced himself to close his eyes and ignore the curse-like whispers in his head, but the beast in his heart was still eager to move, intending to break free from the cage and rekindle the black flame that had never been extinguished.

Lin Luo felt the abnormal tremor of the palms on his waist, as if he realized something, he raised his hand and gently touched Qin Yizhen's closed eyelids: "Are you okay?"

Qin Yizhen immediately grabbed his hand and put it aside. When he opened his eyes, he had resumed his usual indifferent expression, but his pupils were slightly dilated.

Lin Luo moved her body uneasily, but Qin Yizhen thought he was going to leave and hugged him tightly: "You can't go."

Lin Luo nodded and said in a low voice, "Well, don't blame me for the numbness in your legs." Then she leaned her head on Qin Yizhen's shoulder and closed her eyes.

At first he just wanted to take a nap, but unexpectedly fell asleep, and the more he slept, the colder he got, finally he couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to open his eyes from the light sleep.

"...Are you really working?" Lin Luo looked at his almost undressed clothes, and pressed the restless hand on his lower abdomen.

"Yes." Qin Yizhen nodded as if nothing had happened, "You can continue to sleep."

"..." Lin Luo speechlessly tugged at the shirt that had slipped down to her waist, glanced at the densely packed English letters on the computer and asked, "What are you up to?"

"Who knows." Qin Yizhen replied ambiguously, while playing with his little finger into Lin Luo's left breast ring, "Although I studied a double degree in the UK, I still need to learn a lot."

Lin Luo was a little emotionally played by Qin Yizhen, panting and said: "Then I should not stay here to disturb you, shall I?"

"I'm quite efficient when you're here." Qin Yizhen lowered his head, biting Lin Luo's right breast in his mouth, and at the same time covered his slightly hard avatar.

"Hmm...Are you sure?" Lin Luo's words were broken, mixed with rapid gasps, and her cheeks were stained with lustful blush.

"Sure." Qin Yizhen smiled confidently, and after teasing Lin Luo thoroughly, he suddenly stopped all movements, and stared at the document while holding the mouse.

Lin Luo gave him a sad look, and stretched out her hand towards her lower body, ready to be self-sufficient.

Qin Yizhen immediately patted his hand away, and ordered without looking sideways: "Don't use your hands."

Lin Luo snorted provocatively, hugged Qin Yizhen's neck tightly against his body, the bright red breasts on his chest rubbed back and forth against the buttons of his shirt, and a seductive moan flowed from his mouth.

"You're hard." Lin Luo raised her head and licked Qin Yizhen's chin, deliberately fiddled with his lower body with her thigh.

But Qin Yizhen still stared at the screen as motionless as a mountain, with his thin lips tightly pursed with a natural upward arc.

Lin Luo teased her for a while, but she couldn't hold back anymore.

Once a person indulges his desires, he will only continue to fall into a deeper quagmire.Lin Luo didn't care whether he was doomed or not, he only knew that he needed the freshest stimulation, the stimulation of life.

"I'm so uncomfortable..." Lin Luo hugged Qin Yizhen's shoulders tightly and twisted his legs, whispering in a trembling voice, "Are you really not going to touch me?"

Qin Yizhen finally raised his hand to caress Lin Luo's hot cheek, his fingertips casually passed over his reddened eyes, white nose, sweaty hair, and slightly parted lips.

Lin Luo raised her face and rubbed the warm palm on her cheek, her eyes were dazed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and finally she begged in a hoarse voice as if surrendering: "Really, I want it."

"What do you want?" Qin Yizhen lowered his head and asked, his warm breath sprayed on Lin Luo's face, making him squint his eyes comfortably.

"I want you..." Lin Luo was about to cry out of patience, and said with red eyes, "I want you to fuck me."

"Very good." Qin Yizhen kissed Lin Luo's lips approvingly, and immediately received a fierce response.

He satisfactorily enjoyed Lin Luo's soft lips and tongue, until the faint smell of blood filled his mouth, then pinched Lin Luo's chin to separate their mouths.

Qin Yizhen continued to lick the small wound on his lower lip, and ordered in a low voice: "Take off your clothes and do it yourself."

Lin Luo immediately took off his underwear obediently, and then untied Qin Yizhen's belt, supported his shoulder with one hand, and held the angry penis with the other, aiming at his buttocks and slowly lowered his waist.

"Hmm! It hurts a bit..." Just as Lin Luo barely squeezed the tip into the back acupoint, Lin Luo trembled and stopped.

"Luo, look at me." Qin Yizhen stroked Lin Luo's smooth side, until he completely turned his misty eyes to himself, then whispered: "You like this kind of pain, don't you?"

Lin Luo stared at Qin Yizhen's eyes, her lips trembling slightly: "I..."

"Tell me, you like this kind of pain, huh?" Qin Yizhen repeated patiently.

"Well, I like it..." The mist in Lin Luo's eyes gradually gathered, and finally rolled out of his eye sockets as he continued to lower his waist.

His shoulders trembled violently due to pain and fear, but he kept murmuring: "I like...I like pain..."

The extremely expanded chrysanthemum hole was glowing red, accompanied by a large amount of dripping lubricating intestinal fluid, and finally swallowed the whole genital with difficulty and slowly.

Qin Yizhen sighed, stretched out his arms to hug Lin Luo's trembling body tightly, and comforted him in his ear: "Don't be afraid, you've done a good job, I love you."

Lin Luo lay in his arms with her head bowed, her tear-soaked eyes stared blankly at the dangling nipple ring on her chest.

Indeed, everything becomes easier if you love pain.

"Leave everything to me next." Qin Yizhen combed Lin Luo's slightly long, soft hair with five fingers, and lowered his head to kiss his forehead.

Lin Luo's body is very warm, which is the temperature of life. Like sex, it symbolizes the most primitive life instinct of human beings.

But Qin Yizhen heard the accompanying death instinct whispering in his ears, just like the sound of the poisonous seeds rooted in his heart by the devil breaking through the ground.

In the entanglement of the two instincts ebb and flow, Lin Luo turned into a falling leaf, shaking and bumping involuntarily in the violent storm caused by Qin Yizhen, until the whole body was soaked by the rain, and finally melted into a scarlet wet mud.

The author has something to say: This chapter is very long. . . ⊙﹏⊙b

☆、Memories Three Lin Yi

"Brother, are you still asleep?" Lin Yi was wearing a long white nightdress standing by the fence behind the kennel. The cool night breeze made her long hair flutter with the skirt, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time generally.

Lin Luo, who was sitting against the fence, rubbed his eyes, raised his head and blamed, "Why did you run out? Be careful of catching a cold."

"Has Qin Yizhen not come back yet?" Lin Yi asked in a low voice, leaning against the wire website next to Lin Luo.

"Hmm." Lin Luo lowered his head and stared at the toe of his shoe and replied in a muffled voice, "I heard that the first operation was not successful."

"Brother, don't worry too much, he will be fine." Lin Yi lowered her eyes. She and Qin Yizhen didn't communicate much, but she also knew that he was her brother's best friend.

Lin Luo raised her head to look at her sister in surprise, because Qin Yizhen always pulled her away before, Lin Yi didn't like him very much.

Looking at Lin Yi's pointed chin, Lin Luo suddenly found that she seemed to have lost some weight - recently he had been thinking about Qin Yizhen's illness, and had ignored the changes in his sister.

"Xiao Yi, what happened to you recently?" Lin Luo stood up and asked worriedly, "Why doesn't it seem very happy?"

"...It's okay, I'm just a little tired from studying." Lin Yi answered slowly, digging at the barbed wire behind him.

"Don't work so hard, your body is more important." Lin Luo comforted, "If you encounter any difficulties, you must tell me, my brother will help you."

Lin Yi pursed her lips: "I'm not a child anymore, I can't always rely on you."

"What are you talking about? You are my own sister." Lin Luo patted Lin Yi on the head and said firmly, "No matter what happens, I will always be your backing."

"Haha~ Which TV series did you learn the lines from?" Lin Yi finally laughed out, revealing two dimples, "Or did Qin Yizhen teach you this?"

"How could he say that kind of thing." Lin Luo pouted, "This is what I say from the bottom of my heart, okay?"

"I know~" Lin Yi stuck out his tongue, touched his arm and said, "It's really cold outside, I have to go back."

"Well, go to sleep." Lin Luo hurriedly pushed her sister towards home.

Lin Yi tugged on his brother's arm and refused to let go: "Don't think about it here, or you will be sick when Qin Yizhen comes back."

Lin Luo had no choice but to go back home with Lin Yi. The two of them returned to their bedrooms but couldn't fall asleep, tossing and turning with their own worries.

Although Qin Yizhen went to City B, when he was in a better state, he would still call Lin Luo to report his safety, so Lin Luo simply stayed by the phone at home and read books all day, and because of this, he found that something was wrong with his sister.

For example, on weekends, Lin Yi sat at his desk and stared at his homework all morning. He didn't write a single word in a daze, and even ran to his room to hide immediately after dinner.

No matter how Lin Luo asked, Lin Yi always said it's okay with a hesitant expression on his face. Lin Luo couldn't help expressing his worries to his father, but Lin Keyang didn't care much and said that this was normal for adolescent girls Performance.

Lin Luo hasn't been in contact with girls of the same age other than her sister for a long time, so she naturally doesn't know if this is a normal behavior, so she can only talk to Lin Yi as much as possible to make her happy.

57 days after Qin Yizhen left, Lin Luo finally got good news.

"Luo, I'm leaving the hospital today, and I should be home tonight." Qin Yizhen said on the other end of the phone, his voice was still a little weak, but his tone was full of excitement.

Lin Luo was even more excited than him, almost jumping up: "Great! I will definitely pick you up at night!"

"Hmm!" Qin Yizhen said with a smile, "Then can you stay with me all the time tonight? I miss you very much."

"Yeah! Definitely! I miss you too!" Lin Luo agreed without thinking.

However, when he said that he was going to spend the night with Qin Yizhen at night, Lin Yi suddenly hugged his arm tightly like when he was a child.

"Brother, do you have to stay there all night?" Lin Yi asked palely.

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong with you?" Lin Luo felt something was wrong, and asked with a frown, "Didn't I also spend the night with him when I was young?"

"...But, but, I'm afraid alone..." Lin Yi lowered his head and muttered.

"What are you afraid of?" Lin Luo felt strange, "Didn't you start sleeping alone two years ago?"

"That's right, you're such an adult, why do you still rely on your brother every day?" Lin Keyang reprimanded him while sitting on the sofa, drinking a little wine, "Aren't I at home with you?"

Lin Yi trembled slightly, and slowly let go of Lin Luo's arm.

Lin Luo vaguely felt a little uneasy, but the anticipation of reuniting with Qin Yizhen still prevailed, so she could only try her best to comfort her: "I will be back early tomorrow morning."

Lin Yi nodded, leaned against the door and stopped talking.

But when Lin Luo got near the fence, Lin Yi still caught up and stopped him.

"Brother!" Lin Yi said out of breath, "If... I mean, if Qin Yi really doesn't mind, can you come back after he falls asleep?"

Lin Luo didn't know why his sister was so reluctant to let him spend the night outside, but she nodded, "Okay, I will go home as soon as possible."

Lin Yi didn't keep him anymore, but Lin Luo was always worried, and was not so excited when he saw Qin Yizhen.

"Luo!" Qin Yizhen lost a lot of weight, and when he saw him, he rushed forward, and Lin Luo's bony collarbone hurt.

"Is your illness really cured?" Lin Luo asked worriedly, "Why is your complexion still so bad?"

Qin Yizhen stuck to Lin Luo and refused to let go, closed his eyes and replied, "The doctor said it's fine, but you can't make me sad, or it will relapse."

"Ah?" Lin Luo didn't quite understand what the reason was, but thinking that it might be the so-called "straining and hurting the body", he didn't say anything.

Seeing that the two teenagers had a lot to say when they reunited after a long absence, the nanny and the family doctor left after a few words, leaving Lin Luo tightly hugged by Qin Yizhen and unable to move.

"Really, can you let me go for a while? My arms are numb." Lin Luo finally couldn't help but turn his head to persuade.

Qin Yizhen hesitated for a moment and let go of his hand a little, but still clutched his sleeve: "I received injections every day in the hospital, and my arm was always numb."

"I'm sorry." Lin Luo felt uncomfortable, and immediately lowered his head to apologize, "I was wrong last time, I shouldn't lose my temper with you."

"It's okay." Qin Yizhen leaned in front of Lin Luo, his thin face showed big and bright eyes, "As long as you can accompany me, it doesn't matter if I get injections every day."

Lin Luo lowered his head and stared at the back of Qin Yizhen's green and white hand on his wrist, where the indwelling needle was still fixed, and it hurt even looking at it.

"It's better not to get sick anymore..." He raised his head and said seriously.

Qin Yizhen nodded, a satisfied smile appeared on his bloodless face.

That night, Lin Luo's hand was held tightly by Qin Yizhen, and he couldn't even turn over, let alone run home secretly. He slept and woke up all night, and every time he opened his eyes, there was only Qin Yizhen's pale sleeping face.

When Lin Luo woke up again in the morning, he found that Qin Yizhen was staring at him unblinkingly, just like the time when he was a child.

He sat up suddenly, looked at the alarm clock beside the bed and said, "I have to go back, my sister is still waiting for me."

Qin Yizhen also climbed out of bed, and stood silently behind Lin Luo without saying a word.

Lin Luo was stunned by the stares, turned her head and said, "Don't be angry, I'll be back after sending my sister to school."

"En." Qin Yizhen nodded, grabbed Lin Luo's hand and touched his cheek with his mouth.

Qin Yizhen's kiss was very cold, Lin Luo subconsciously raised her hand to push him away, but when she touched the bony shoulder, she retracted silently.

When Qin Yizhen let go, Lin Luo immediately turned around and ran back home. As soon as he stepped into the house, he smelled a strange smell, which was a mixture of alcohol and sweet rusty smell, which made his heart pound for no reason. Bang and dance.

Father was not at home, but Lin Yi's door was closed, Lin Luo knocked on his sister's door and shouted, "Xiao Yi, are you still awake?"

"Brother?" A thin voice came from very close, as if Lin Yi was leaning against the door and talking.

"... Come out quickly, you're going to be late for school." Lin Luo's voice trembled a little.

"Brother, you said that only people who are very close can kiss... But you and Qin Yizhen can kiss, so it should be okay between relatives..."

"What are you talking about? Open the door quickly!" Lin Luo turned the doorknob impatiently, only to find that the door was locked.

"When I was 9 years old, you went to Qin Yizhen's place to spend the night, and I was kissed..." Lin Yi was still talking to himself, as if he didn't hear Lin Luo's angry knock on the door, "Last night you left again so I..."

"Xiao Yi, come out! What the hell are you doing!" Lin Luo began to slam the door hard, but from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw dazzling red snakes snaking out from under the door, like countless little red snakes spit out letters. .

He stretched out his hand to touch the red in a daze, and immediately touched a sticky, damp and hot area.

Lin Luo began to tremble violently all over, took a few steps back, grabbed the stool by the dining table and slammed it on Lin Yi's door: "Open the door quickly! Lin Yi! Come out for me..."

Amidst the deafening impact, Lin Yi's weaker voice continued: "Brother...you and your parents don't look alike at all...but my father said...I look a lot like my mother... "

"Brother... why didn't you come back last night..." After saying this, there was no more sound in the room.

Lin Luo had already burst into tears, so he gritted his teeth and slammed on the door lock until the wooden door made a sharp cracking sound, piercing his heart like a sharp knife.

Lin Yi died.

She cut a dozen times on her wrist with Lin Keyang's razor blade, and the wound almost exposed the wrist bone.

Her funeral was hasty and deserted, only Lin Keyang and Lin Luo attended.The butler of the Qin residence was very dissatisfied with this accident. After all, Qin Yizhen had just recovered and was discharged from the hospital, and it was too unlucky for such a bloody disaster to happen.

Fortunately, the head of the family, Qin Kaiyuan, didn't say anything, so this incident was quickly forgotten. After all, there are still many suicides among teenagers these years.

As the first person to see the dead body, Lin Luo seemed to have been stimulated. He didn't eat or drink for three whole days and didn't say a word. Qin Yizhen secretly went to see him without telling the nanny, but he also shut the door.

"Luo, can you let me in?" Qin Yizhen was just recovering from a serious illness. He was covered in cold sweat and his lips were purple just by walking into Lin Luo's house, but he still stubbornly refused to leave.

"..." Lin Luo huddled behind the sofa, holding Lin Yi's diary and refused to speak.

Qin Yizhen knocked on the door for a while, and finally sat down on the cold concrete floor exhausted, his body shaking slightly due to dizziness.

The nanny quickly came to him and advised him to go back and take the injections and medicines, but Qin Yizhen kept staring at the door without saying a word, which made her turn around in a hurry.

Lin Luo squatted for a long time covering her ears, finally couldn't stand the continuous dissuasion outside the door, got up and opened the door.

"I'm fine, you go back quickly." He lowered his eyes and said to Qin Yizhen.

"That's right! Doctor Li is still waiting. If you don't go back, I can only ask him to come over for an examination." The nanny hurriedly urged.

Qin Yizhen stood up and patted the dust off his body, walked up to Lin Luo and grabbed his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"

There were bruises at the corners of Lin Luo's eyes and mouth, and there was a scab on his lower lip. He closed his eyes and just repeated: "Go back quickly."

"I won't go back." Qin Yi said in a serious tone, "Don't abuse yourself, it's not your fault."

"It's my fault!" Lin Luo yelled suddenly, then crouched down holding his head in pain, "If I stay at home, Xiao Yi won't die! She clearly told me not to leave! Why should I leave! "

"It's not your fault!" Qin Yizhen squatted in front of him and said coldly, "I asked you to accompany me, you should blame me!"

Lin Luo slowly raised her head, looked at Qin Yizhen's pale and gloomy face, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why did you kiss me?...Why did you pester me?...Without you, I would have been guarding Xiaoyi... ...will definitely find out about that..."