husband and wife marriage

In the end what happened?

Kuruki began to try hard to remember...

He remembered that today was the day when Li Lei had an operation. He went to the People's Hospital in the morning. He was about to leave after the operation started. He met DuPont, who said he would take him to a fake drug factory, and then they went to the fake drug with a group of law enforcement officers. The factory, took their nest...

Later, Zhuge Chaoliang called to say that Li Lei's operation was a success, and then...

Chu Mu pieced together the fragments in his mind bit by bit, and suddenly he felt a severe pain in his head, as if he was being hammered hard by a hammer, and it hurt so bad...

splitting headache...

"you're awake?"

At this time, the closed door was pushed open, and Song Yujing stood at the door, looking at him quietly. He was still holding a bowl of steaming hot food, which seemed to be porridge.

As if Chu Mu didn't hear it, he stretched out his hands and kept patting his head.

"do not do that……"

Song Yujing hurried over, put the porridge on the bedside table, stretched out his hand, and grabbed his hands that kept patting his head.

"Chumu, don't do this."

His strength was so great that Chumu couldn't move, and he couldn't hit himself again. He still seemed unwilling to give up, and tried to move a few times, but failed...

He finally gave up, raised his head, and stared blankly at Song Yujing:

"Song Yujing, my mind seems to be broken! I keep having hallucinations..."

His voice was soft, soft, and weak. This usually calm, rational, and strong man rarely spoke in such a tone.

At this moment, he seemed to be looking at him, but he didn't seem to be looking at him. His beautiful eyes were dull, and he didn't know where to focus.

"Song Yujing, I think I'm schizophrenic. Impossible things always appear in my mind! And it's that kind of bloody scene... I think I must have watched too many horror movies and left a shadow, And it's not the atmospheric horror movies of Japan, but the bloody and disgusting movies of the United States..."

"Song Yujing...I actually imagined DuPont as a bone of bones...There is still a time and place, or a specific process...I must be insane...I have a mental illness..."

"Song Yujing, take me to a mental hospital..."

Chu Mu sat on the bed, talking messily, but his thinking was not chaotic...it was even very clear...it's just that he didn't want to believe it...

After Song Yujing let go of him, he started to keep grabbing his hair with his hands, with a painful expression on his face.

Seeing him like this, Song Yujing could only stretch out his hand again and grasp his hands firmly.

"Chu Mu, don't think about it, let's eat something first."

Song Yujing, with one hand free, stretched out to the bowl next to him, scooped up the porridge with a spoon, put it to his mouth, blew it gently, and sent it to his mouth.

"Song Yujing, tell me, I'm just confused! I just have a mental problem! In fact, DuPont is fine, he's fine, right?"

Chu Mu didn't drink the porridge, he just stared blankly at Song Yujing and asked cautiously.

"Chumu, you should eat something first, it's not good to have an empty stomach." Song Yujing didn't answer his question, he looked at him worriedly, brought the spoon to his mouth, and put it against his teeth, Push forward gently.

Chu Mu suddenly became agitated at this moment. He leaned his head back, stretched out his hand, and swung vigorously. The soup spoon in Song Yujing's hand drew a parabola in the air due to the force, and then fell to the ground.

"Ding -" sound

Broken!

There wasn't much porridge inside, and it fell to the ground together with the pieces.

"Chumu, don't do this."

Song Yujing looked at him quietly, frowning.

"Song Yujing, you answer my question, okay?"

He stared at him motionlessly with black and white eyes, and asked earnestly, as if he was begging.

Is he begging for a no answer?

Song Yujing looked at him like this, for some reason, there was a faint pain in his chest, that feeling must be distressing...

He doesn't want to see him like this!

Such him will make his chest hurt!

but……

"Chu Mu, I don't know how to answer you."

Song Yujing's voice was soft, and he looked at him quietly, at this helpless man, at this man who made him feel distressed, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak.

He was still looking at him, his eyes were like bright stars in the sky, twinkling, so beautiful, and so crystal clear, probably because of the tears in them...

He is always so strong, no matter how uncomfortable and painful, he only holds tears in his eyes and won't let them fall...

Song Yujing sighed, he stretched out his hand, took him into his arms, cared for him carefully, and said softly:

"Chumu, you already know the answer, why are you still asking me?"

He knows, he is clear, his thinking has always been very clear, and there is not a trace of confusion!

What happened today, he must know better than him.

Silence, followed by endless silence!

The air seemed to be still, as if frozen, so quiet and heavy.

"Song Yujing, why didn't you save him? Why didn't you save him?"

Chu Mu's voice resounded softly, it sounded so helpless, so excited, and finally a little hysterical... His body began to twitch, twitching continuously, as if all the cells in his body were convulsing...

He remembers!He remembers it all!

In fact, he can clearly hear everything that happened today, remembering every detail, he knows that he is running with DuPont behind his back... Lost his heart, lost his mind...

no direction!

no purpose!

He doesn't know where he is going!

Then, in the uninhabited suburb, he met Song Yujing.

"I took Dupont to the hospital, but he's gone..."

Song Yujing's voice was very soft, as if he would be overwhelmed by the silence that enveloped the room at any moment. As he spoke, he carefully stroked Chumu's twitching back, his movements so soft...

"Jing Song Yu..."

In the huge space, Chu Mu whispered.

"Song Yujing, why are you so cruel? Why don't you make up a lie to deceive me? At least in this way, I will be more comfortable..."

Chu Mu raised his head, stared at Song Yujing motionlessly, and said.

Song Yujing didn't speak, he stretched out his hand to take him into his arms, but he pushed him away.

Chu Mu lifted the quilt and got off the bed.

"What are you going to do?" Song Yu looked at him puzzled.

"I'm going to find DuPont."

He answered so firmly, it could be seen that Song Yujing helped him wash his body when he was unconscious, and he was wearing his shirt now.

His shirt made him wear a bit long, the clothes just covered his thighs, he was not wearing anything on his lower body, his snow-white thighs were looming as he walked, it was extra alluring, if he walked on the street, he would definitely attract...

But Chu Mu couldn't worry about these anymore, he didn't even think about whether it would be cold if he went out like this, he got out of bed and ran outside.