two-way mark

Yan Cheng was taken aback by Chi Xiye's pale face, and quickly sat next to Chi Xiye. Just as he was about to ask, Chi Xiye quickly stuffed the lock screen of his phone under his pillow, and spoke first before Yan Cheng could speak : "Pull...to the waist..."

He lay on the bed with his whole body, wriggled and leaned against Yan Cheng, buried his face on the pillow, and said coquettishly, "Sir, rub it for me, it will be fine."

Yan Cheng always felt that there was something wrong with Chi Xiye since eating supper, he couldn't tell the kind of paradoxical feeling, every time he thought about it, he would be interrupted by Chi Xiye in time.

He also felt that Chi Xiye was still acting like a baby at the moment, so it should really just be that he was not feeling well.

Yan Cheng was relieved, and the next moment he thought that Chi Xiye's face turned pale from the pain just by pulling his waist, he felt distressed and blamed himself, reached out and picked up Chi Xiye's pajamas, rubbed Chi Xiye's waist diligently, "Should I give you some medicine? Does the green place hurt to the touch?"

"No, it doesn't hurt very much, your hands are hot, just right..." Chi Xiye spoke muffled, Yan Cheng's strength was just right, he was already sleepy, his head became more dizzy and dizzy under this kind of strength drowsy.

Chi Xiye tucked his hand under the pillow, and in the dark grabbed the mobile phone that had just been hastily stuffed inside. The cold mobile phone was pressed into his palm, keeping him awake for the last time in his drowsiness.

Yan Cheng's kindness to him and Yan An's words intertwined back and forth in his heart, making his thinking almost split.

Before, he felt that Yan Cheng and Yan An were somewhat similar, but he also felt that they were not so similar in some places, so on this point, would the two of them have similar thoughts?

When Chi Xiye was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, he was still thinking: Yan An won't forgive the other party, so Yan Cheng... did he really accept him without any grudges?

still is……

What else, Chi Xiye could no longer think of it, he gradually fell asleep under Yan Cheng's massage.

The next day Chi Xiye woke up naturally after sleeping, rolled up the quilt, opened his eyes and saw a strange ceiling, and was stunned for a while before he remembered that he went home last night, and this strange ceiling was the first day he set foot on it yesterday. Yes, Yan Cheng's room.

Chi Xiye looked around him, but it was empty.

He reached out and touched the bed sheet next to him again, it was cold, Yan Cheng should have been up for a while.

Chi Xiye took out his phone from under the pillow to check the time, and found that he had slept until two o'clock in the afternoon, but his whole body was still limp and he didn't want to move.

He clicked on the forum, saw Yan An's last reply saying that he would never forgive, he was silent for two seconds before typing: Absolutely not?No matter how compensation will not?

It seems that Yan An also happened to be online, and quickly returned to Chi Xiye: Is there any compensation that can really make up for the damage suffered by deception in those years?

Chi Xiye paused, he didn't know if it was because he slept too much or for some other reason, he just felt a tingling in his head, and felt that what Yan An said was right.

What compensation is there to make up for the four years when Yan Cheng was hurt and deceived?

Chi Xiye asked Yan'an: If...then if I am willing to spend my whole life with him, isn't that okay?

He smiled wryly, and sent a second message before Yan An could reply: What am I talking about... I decided on my own to stay with him for the rest of my life, and I don't know if he wants it or not.

Yan An was silent for a few minutes before replying:?

Yan An: What do you mean?

Yan An: Are you making up for it?Didn't you get scammed?

Chi Xiye was stunned for a moment, only to realize that in Yan An's impression, he was still the one who was hurt unilaterally.

Chi Xiye thought the same way before, but since he returned to Mo City and saw Yan Cheng again, his previous cognition has been overturned.

In fact, how can he and Yan Cheng know who is hurting whom?

Chi Xiye felt that he couldn't explain clearly, so he simply bypassed Yan'an's question and asked: You said before that you did something wrong to atone for your sins, so what if... I mean, if your lover didn't actually die, but just took Your own death has come to lie to you, and after you have been in pain for so long, you suddenly turn around and appear in front of you, what will happen to you?

Yan'an replied quickly, as if she didn't need to think about it, she immediately came up with the answer: I will love him well.

Chi Xiye was shocked by Yan An's answer, and was stunned for a moment by the other party's affection, and then replied dumbfounded: Didn't you tell me last night that you would never forgive me? Why are you so double-standard?

Yan'an replied naturally: Because I was the one who made the mistake in the first place, no matter what he did, I deserved it. If he comes back, it will be my best fortune.

Chi Xiye didn't know how to reply Yan An for a while. He didn't know what happened to Yan An, which made the other party brood over the mistakes he made so far, so he just replied: I lied to him, but now I'm afraid He blamed me, but also afraid that he would not blame me.

Yan An asked after a while: What happened between you two?

Yan'an: It's okay if it's inconvenient to say, I just think you're feeling uncomfortable right now?

Chi Xiye grinned at the corner of his mouth, feeling a little stuffy in his chest.

Does he look miserable?

Chi Xiye thought, wondering who and why he was suffering now.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking of the little things since he met Yan An, he felt inexplicably at ease in his heart, and he trusted the person on the other side of the screen who had never met before, and finally hid Yan Cheng's name, blurred the background, and made him and Yan Cheng's past.

After Chi Xiye finished telling his story, Yan'an didn't reply for a long time.

Chi Xiye frowned, wondering if Yan'an had something to do temporarily, just about to ask, but heard the sound of bowls and chopsticks breaking downstairs.

Chi Xiye was taken aback.

Today was a working day, he thought that Yan Cheng had gone to the company, so he spread out on the bed, but he didn't expect Yan Cheng to stay at home.

Chi Xiye immediately turned over and got up, and went downstairs, and happened to see Yan Cheng squatting by the dining table to clean up the porcelain bowls that fell on the floor. On the dining table were preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and some vegetables.

"Don't hold it with your hands, be careful when scratching!" Chi Xiye came over with a broom and wanted to sweep it, Yan Cheng took the broom first.

Yan Cheng took a deep look at Chi Xiye, then lowered his eyes, and said while cleaning, "Let me come, there are still bowls on the table, you have some porridge first."

"Oh, I haven't brushed my teeth yet..." Chi Xiye smiled sheepishly, and said to Yan Cheng, "I'll be down soon! Sir, eat first!"

"It's okay, don't worry." Yan Cheng watched Chi Xiye turn around and walk towards the stairs, reached out and took out the mobile phone that was stuffed into his pocket in a hurry, pressed it twice, then looked up at the stairs blocked by the corner.

The next second, there was a sound from the direction of the stairs: Ding Dong.

Yan Cheng loosened his hand, and when the phone was about to fall, he grabbed it back tightly, and slid his thumb down, and the chat records from last night appeared in front of his eyes.

When he saw the "no, never forgive, the hurt will not be wiped out" that he sent out, he suddenly remembered the sudden change in Chi Xiye's face when he entered the room last night.

When he was disturbed by hallucinations after the operation before, Fu Rong once scolded him: "If you keep going on like this, you will kill yourself sooner or later!"

At this moment, Yan Cheng recalled this sentence again.

He thought, he seemed to have really killed himself.