After divorcing the male god

How about giving you back Qi Qing?

Zhu Ling's words echoed in her mind repeatedly, like temple bells ringing in her ears, beating drums to the sky, deafening.

Duan Jingsheng was stunned on the spot.

Qi Qing once stood beside him, his right-hand man and his best friend.

—— "Duan Jingsheng, is it possible for you to like someone in this life?" Qi Qing asked vaguely, when Duan Jingsheng turned his head, the person he saw was Lin Duan waving to him.

——"Brother Jing!" The child was standing in front of the moss-covered courtyard gate, laughing and running towards him, the sun followed his figure, Duan Jingsheng bent down and hugged him.

"Save... Lin Duan." Duan Jingsheng gritted his teeth and said each word: "Qi Qing is dead."

He finally figured it out. When Lin Duan gave up on him, he actually figured it out.

Zhu Ling's breath was slowly relaxed, she pressed Duan Jingsheng's shoulder, and finally felt some relief from the anger and hatred: "Jingsheng, you have to make up for what you did wrong. Take responsibility."

"Leave Zhao Chuan's matter to me and your father." Zhu Ling stood up, her chest heaving and falling, her voice was shallow, but full of reassuring strength.

"Take care of Lin Duan. I owe Li Chun too much, and I can't owe her son any more." Zhu Ling sighed, waved her hand and left.

After Zhu Ling left, Duan Jingsheng still maintained his kneeling position, with his palms resting on the edge of the bed, gradually closing them together, with bulging veins on the back of his hands, he clenched his back molars, and unbearable pain appeared between his furrowed brows.

Lin Duan woke up a long time ago and didn't open his eyes. After Zhu Ling left, Lin Duan sat up slowly, with cold eyes, staring at the man with bent back.

"Why bother?" In the dark and quiet ward, Lin Duan's hoarse voice was ridiculed, and he said dismissively: "If you want Qi Qing, take it, I wish you a long life."

Duan Jingsheng raised his eyes abruptly, staring at him like torches.He stood up and walked in front of Lin Duan, blocking the orange light of the setting sun that shone on the young man's face.

Lin Duan has never been a timid person. If he had been timid, he would not have followed Duan Jingsheng who was suffering from PTSD.

Once PTSD breaks out, Duan Jingsheng can turn into a humanoid bomb|bomb or powder keg at any time.Lin Duan was not afraid then, and even less now.

"You said, you can change it once in a lifetime." Duan Jingsheng raised his hand, rubbed Lin Duan's soft cheek with his rough palm, and asked sadly, "Now, do you still count?"

Lin Duan turned his head to avoid it, his eyes were full of disgust, he gritted his teeth: "How far you have gone, Duan Jingsheng, I was blind at the time, and my brain was full of holes. I married someone like you when I was crazy!"

Lin Duan was out of anger, almost roaring to express his disgust and hatred.

Like thousands of ice skates, they pierced hard into the bone marrow, poked a hole in the heart, and twisted it to bring out a bunch of blood flowers.

Likes are fleeting, but hatred is eternal.

Duan Jingsheng's eyes darkened slightly, his back muscles stretched, and in an instant, he grabbed both of Lin Duan's wrists, pressed him down with his heavy body, and forced Lin Duan to look at him.

"Lin Duan, I admit that I have deliberately ignored you for the past three years. But from now on, I will never do it again." Duan Jingsheng kissed his ear, and whispered softly: "Stay, stay by my side. "

- "Let me stay with you."

It turns out that one day, the humble and begging person will also become his mighty Duan Jingsheng.

"I have dismissed you, hurt you, concealed, and deceived you. From now on, I will treat you well." Duan Jingsheng fiercely suppressed Lin Duan's weak resistance, and he rolled over and pressed on the young man: "I will use my whole life to exchange You once."

"Crazy!" Lin Duan was furious, his eyes were red and bloodshot: "I don't care, Duan Jingsheng, I would rather die than follow you again."

"Divorce," Lin Duan said decisively, "Besides divorce, there is no second choice between us. From now on, we will part ways!"

Knowing that it might speed up his mental breakdown, Duan Jingsheng still couldn't control himself. He skillfully peeled off Lin Duan's thin cotton shirt, and invaded without resistance.

I used to think it was disgusting to have sex with the same sex, but if the other party was Lin Duan, Duan Jingsheng would love it.

This person is not Lin Duan, not anyone else.

Duan Jingsheng asked himself, he didn't like men, just because he was Lin Duan.

It took him three years to figure out the question, but when their marriage was about to fall apart, he automatically jumped out of the standard answer.

Late understanding can only lead to regret.

Lin Duan yelled, cursed and pushed like crazy, but his strength was insignificant compared to Duan Jingsheng. In the end, Lin Duan became numb, lazy to resist, and only opened his eyes to look at the ceiling.

Duan Jingsheng leaned over to kiss him lightly, Lin Duan turned his head away, his voice was hoarse, as fragile as a shivering leaf in the cold wind, weak and helpless.

The young man murmured blankly: "Divorce."

Only in exchange for the man's strong answer: "Impossible."

In the middle of the night, Lin Duan collapsed in Duan Jingsheng's arms.

For the next week, Duan Jingsheng guarded Lin Duan day and night, almost isolated from the outside world.

The assistant repeatedly emphasized that the company's affairs should not be delayed any longer, Duan Jingsheng had no choice but to arrange someone to guard him.He was worried that once he looked away, Lin Duan would disappear without a trace.

On the day Duan Jingsheng left for something, his assistant was waiting outside.

After many times of resisting to no avail, Lin Duan didn't even bother to lift his eyelids when he saw him. At this moment, being held in Duan Jingsheng's arms, he closed his eyes indifferently like a boneless mollusk.

Duan Jingsheng touched his side cheek, leaned over and kissed his brow, and gently threatened: "Don't keep thinking about running away, Uncle Lin is still living in the hospital. What will he do when you leave?"

Duan Jingsheng knew very well that with Lin Duan's little liking that was about to turn into hatred, he couldn't keep him anymore.

But what if Lin Duan hated him?Even if Duan Jingsheng spared no expense and any means, he still wanted to keep him.

Sure enough, the numb man finally widened his eyes, and the cold numbness in his eyes turned into fiery anger. He grabbed Duan Jingsheng by the collar and said angrily, "Let my dad go!"

"Then, be good." Duan Jingsheng chuckled, "Hello, he will be fine."

Duan Jingsheng gently hugged him with both hands, and pulled him apart quietly.

He stood up, lowered his eyes, met Lin Duan's eyes: "I love you."

The indifferent and uneventful declarative sentence seemed to be forcefully handed to Lin Duan, and the other party was not allowed to refuse any objection.

"Get out!" Lin Duan picked up the water glass on the bedside table, and slammed the middle Duan Jingsheng on the forehead, a trace of blood slowly flowed out.

Duan Jingsheng looked down at Lin Duan, the thin young man's chest heaved violently due to excessive excitement.It seems that Lin Duan can't wait to get up and tear him apart.

At the beginning, he couldn't tell what he liked, but now he can, but Lin Duan let him go.

Dull pain in the heart and mouth.

Duan Jingsheng turned expressionless and left.

He shouldn't have left, and Duan Jingsheng regretted it afterwards.

He was still handing over company matters to Duan Zhennan when he received a call from his assistant: "Mr. Lin threatened suicide, we can't stop him!"

"Where is he?!" Duan Jingsheng rushed out of the office, raised his hand to stop a taxi, and threw his wallet to the driver: "You take the money, and the car is mine."

The driver turned pale with fright, hugged his wallet and climbed out of the car, stared at the yellow-green taxi and sped away, scratching the back of his head in amazement: "Mr. Duan? What's wrong with this."

Lin Duan stood on the roof of Building No. [-] of the inpatient department. On the roof, he could have a panoramic view of the whole of Ningbei.

The pain made him bend down involuntarily, the memory belonging to Qi Qing and his memory, they were chaotically intertwined, playing an untimely duet.

If everything must have a result and come to an end, Lin Duan has only one wish, and he will never let Duan Jingsheng get his wish.

He wanted Qi Qing, but Lin Duan refused to give it back.

Even if you lose your own life, you have to do this last desperate struggle.I'm just sorry for his father, he really has to be a step ahead when he is a son.

Above the fifteen-storey building, the whole world has turned into an illusory illusion. Farther away, there are clouds of smoke, and it seems that the gazebo can still be seen in a daze.

Since you can't go back, why miss it?

Duan Jingsheng yelled, "Lin Duan, come down!"

He said, "I'll take you to fetch the Cats."

Lin Duan was in a daze, his feet wobbled a little, and he couldn't stand still.

Duan Jingsheng's eyes were wide open, even the usual arrogance in his tone was omitted, mixed with unspeakable pain and panic.

He was so afraid, if Lin Duan died in front of him, would he still be able to live alone?To bear the fact that there is no such thing as Lin Duan in this world.

"I can't just watch..." Duan Jingsheng choked up, "I can't look at you, leave me."

"Liar." Lin Duan raised his head and stretched out his hand out of the rooftop in a daze.Duan Jingsheng's heart clenched violently, as if he was the one who was pinched by the god of death.

"I'm sorry." Duan Jingsheng repeated uselessly: "I'm sorry."

Lin Duan looked at the vast rivers and mountains in the distance, as long as he took another step and stepped out, he could fall into a puddle of mud.

He is a forensic doctor, and he has seen all kinds of ways of death, all of which are ugly and disgusting.

Fall high.

If the head hits the ground first, under the action of the huge impact, the hard skull will be torn apart, the brain will crack, the brain and blood will be sprayed in a fan-shaped jet, multiple fractures will occur in the trunk and limbs, and false joints will be formed.

The corpse will be ugly, and it is guaranteed that Duan Jingsheng will stop thinking about resurrecting Qi Qing.

Just one more step forward.

In the depths of the brain, a sharp pain came suddenly, like the sound wave of noise reaching the highest point of the screaming owl, shattering his consciousness and sanity, and Lin Duan's limbs went limp.

It was probably because his life was undeserving, and a gust of wind blew in his face from high above.

Lin Duan's thin body, which was about to fall, fell towards Duan Jingsheng who was rushing forward in a whirl.

When his consciousness was dying, he vaguely saw Duan Jingsheng's earthy face with fright, and in those once indifferent eyes, there was nothing but regret.

The typhoon is very windy.

Duan Jingsheng hugged Lin Duan, like a dead person who came back from the dead, and his emotions fluctuated with Lin Duan's every move. He wiped his face, wiped away his salty tears, hugged Lin Duan, and walked back to the intensive care unit.

This coma, Lin Duanfang did not wake up again until three days later.

Duan Jingsheng couldn't tell where the activation and release of Cats had come. He didn't have more detailed information to confirm Lin Duan's current state.

Lin Duan was very quiet. Since he woke up, his eyes and sights had not been focused. He just lay on the bed and lay motionless all day.

When Duan Jingsheng touched him, Lin Duan would not withdraw his hand like before, as if being scalded by a poker. His white hand just rested there, allowing Duan Jingsheng to round and pinch it.

Like a living corpse without sanity.

Duan Jingsheng took a spoon and fed the porridge into Lin Duan's dry lips little by little.

He began to tell stories to the "living corpse" Lin Duan, saying that when he was a policeman, he received a report. An old lady said that her son was lost. ?”

The old lady stuttered, lost all her teeth, and couldn't hear clearly when she spoke, so the old lady gestured with two chicken claw-like hands.

The police still didn't understand, and finally went to check his son's household registration, and found that the old lady's son had been missing for several years, and no one called the police.

Found it later.

"Do you know where you found it?" Duan Jingsheng hugged Lin Duan's head, Lin Duan was lying on the bed, Duan Jingsheng was sitting on the leather chair beside him, their foreheads were touching.

Lin Duan didn't respond, his eyes stared blankly at the void.

That Lin Duan, who could laugh, make trouble, hug him and flirt with him, is gone.

"At the old lady's house." Duan Jingsheng smiled bitterly: "Her son has been mentally handicapped since he was born, and the old lady has been taking care of him. Later, when the old lady got older, she was worried that there would be no one to take care of her silly son, so she cried and smashed him with a brazier. son's head."

"Not long after that, the old lady also passed away." Duan Jingsheng stroked Lin Duan's furry head, lowered his head and kissed his forehead: "If you were, maybe you would take the old lady home to take care of her..."

He was like a golden sun shining on them.

Lin Duan is good to them, who is good to Lin Duan?

Those emotions that were once unpredictable finally accumulated at this moment.

Only now did Duan Jingsheng realize that Lin Duan was a kind and good boy, so after Qi Qing's death, in order to take responsibility, he desperately stayed by Duan Jingsheng's side.

So three years ago, no matter how Duan Jingsheng drove, insulted, or hurt him, Lin Duan still chose to stay. He said that I was with you, which was the most affectionate promise Lin Duan could make.

It's a pity that Duan Jingsheng understood it too late, too late. Lin Duan's promise has already expired.

Originally I like this thing, if I don't take it seriously, if I make a wrong step, I will lose a little bit and a thousand miles away.

"Lin Duan..." Duan Jingsheng sang enough of the one-man show, he stared at him in a stuttering voice, and coaxed him with a hoarse voice: "Can you say something? Even if it's just a snort."

Dust floats in the quiet air, everything is silent, and the years flow silently.

"I regret it, but these three years, if I've been nice to you...and activated the chip in your body, what should I do?" Duan Jingsheng murmured to himself, "I don't want to activate Cats, so I ignore you and pretend I don't care... Lin Duan, can you forgive me?"