In the golden cage

The sound of the door closing sounded like a doomsday sentence.

The curtains in the room are tightly drawn, only a stream of light sneaks in from the junction, which is not enough to illuminate the dark layout of the room, and the corners and lines of the furniture are all hidden in the darkness.

Ji Shaoting only felt that half of his foot had entered hell.

He struggled more violently, scratching Li Chen's exposed forearm with his untrimmed nails.

Li Chen almost couldn't hold him, so he let go of his hand covering his mouth, and used both hands together to restrain him, pushing him down on the sofa.

Ji Shaoting unsealed his mouth and was finally able to shout again: "Li Chen! Let me go!!!"

His voice has never been so sharp, hysterical to the point that his throat would crack if he raised it any higher.

Li Chen cut Ji Shaoting's hand backwards, with the weight of his whole body on his back, but he said in his mouth: "I don't want to hurt your Tingting, I just want to talk to you."

Here it comes again, Ji Shaoting thought desperately, here he comes again.

He said he didn't want to hurt, he said love, but in fact, every time he did, he hurt the most naked appearance, and all his excuses were just the emperor's new clothes.

Ji Shaoting's entire skeleton was gathered together, bumping every corner.

The weight of a grown man is no joke, let alone a strong grown man like Li Chen.

"It hurts..." Ji Shaoting finally couldn't help it, and cried in a low voice, "Don't press me..."

Li Chen seemed to have realized it, and quickly got his knees off Ji Shaoting's back, supported his own weight, and said incoherently: "I, I didn't mean it..."

He really didn't mean to.One essential difference between him and Ji Shaoting is that he can't stand in the opponent's situation at all, and put himself in the opponent's shoes.

Most of the time, Li Chen doesn't realize how wrong his behavior is, but as long as Ji Shaoting is willing to speak up and say clearly that he doesn't like it, he will work hard to change it.

Although his hands were still tightly tied to Ji Shaoting's wrist, he was really afraid that he would run away.

He really couldn't bear a second blow like that.

But Ji Shaoting said: "Hand, Li Chen, let me go...my hand..."

Li Chen hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and relaxed slightly - Ji Shaoting immediately struggled again.

In an instant, Li Chen forgot all about the cause and effect, fell into that bottomless panic again with a bang, and suddenly put his body weight on Ji Shaoting's back again: "Don't run! Don't, don't run away!" Leave me!!!"

Ji Shaoting felt that Li Chen bent down and pressed against his ear, his breath was as hot as hellfire, blowing on his ear.And his enchanted murmur, after three months, crept into Ji Shaoting's ear again: "Tingting, Tingting..."

The verdict of the doomsday has officially arrived, suddenly draining all of Ji Shaoting's strength.

He no longer struggled, and he didn't even move his fingers, which was in stark contrast to the previous appearance of struggling to survive.He didn't move until Li Chen hesitantly let go of his grip—Li Chen immediately became vigilant and sat down even harder, but Ji Shaoting just moved his elbow and buried his face in the crook of his elbow.

Then he really stopped struggling.

Even though Li Chen had got off the sofa, he didn't have any intention of escaping.

Li Chen knelt beside the sofa, his sanity gradually returned to normal, and he returned to his normal appearance.

He softened his voice and called softly: "Tingting."

Ji Shaoting didn't respond.

Li Chen slowly buried his face into Ji Shaoting's neck, his forehead pressed against his ear, and his trembling lips opened and closed again: "Tingting... don't ignore me... say something to me... "

Only the faint sound of breathing proved Ji Shaoting's survival, other than that, he was no different from a dead body.

"Don't ignore me, Ting Ting, Ting Ting..."

Li Chen straightened up, trying to turn Ji Shaoting's face away, but he didn't dare to use force.He just called out to Tingting feebly, telling him to talk to him and leave him alone—until a strange flash of light suddenly pierced the corner of his eye.

Li Chen turned his eyes slowly, and saw Ji Shaoting's left ring finger with a ring on the elbow.

Silver, without wings, without any patterns.

He stared at this unfamiliar ring, motionless, as if he had settled down.

After an unknown period of time, his chest suddenly rose and fell violently, followed by a furious cry of surname: "Ji Shaoting!!!"

Ji Shaoting's left hand was suddenly pulled by Li Chen, and his shoulder joint was almost dislocated with such force.

"Whose ring is this?!"

Li Chen's illness repeated like this, one second it was stable, and the next second it flared up again, in a more violent form and without warning: "Whose?! Who gave you the ring?!"

The position at the root of Ji Shaoting's ring finger can only be owned by one person, and that is him, Li Chen.

He and Ji Shaoting are a predestined couple, a couple who used to be one but were forcibly torn apart by fate, and there are still wounds left by the separation on each other's bodies.It was with great difficulty that he got Ji Shaoting back and filled up the wound. No one can snatch Ji Shaoting away from him.

What Dr. Li, what treatment, what progress, he just didn't make any progress, not at all.If the so-called recovery means that he is willing to let Ji Shaoting out, that he can watch Ji Shaoting marry someone else and generously give blessings, then he would rather be sick forever and die forever.

His only motivation for getting better is Ji Shaoting, if Ji Shaoting is gone, then what's the point of him getting better.

Ji Shaoting was pulled up by Li Chen, looking at the furious Li Chen, his face turned pale, as if the person who was dying was not Li Chen, but him.

"I ask you whose ring is this?!" Li Chen roared louder and louder, almost shattering Ji Shaoting's eardrums, "Is it that Berg?! Not only are you together, you fucking dare to hide my back Private life?! Ji Shaoting! Speak! Ji Shaoting! Whose ring is this?!"

Ji Shaoting's tears poured out one drop after another, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't form an explanation sentence anyway.His sanity is all fragmented, and he can only make meaningless vowels like a dumb: "Ah, ah..."

Li Chen grabbed his wrist bone, trying to knead and deform it with such force that Ji Shaoting thought for a moment that his left hand was useless.

Li Chen grabbed his hand, pulled out the ring from his ring finger, rushed into the toilet and threw it into the toilet, and pressed the flush button dozens of times.

When he came back, Ji Shaoting had tears all over his face.

"Not Berg's..." He was able to speak.

After Li Chen disappeared from his eyes, he was able to see every minute of this situation clearly, and was able to speak again: "It's not his, it's yours...it's your ring..."

Li Chen fell into an ice cellar.

"I bought it for myself, I don't want people to think I'm divorced..."

The way Ji Shaoting looked at Li Chen was not looking at a single person, but at a war that killed countless people.

"Li Chen," he said in a daze, "you are like a devil."

For a long time there was no sound in the air.The sky outside the window is dark, and the pale light before the day's death is reflected in the gaps in the curtains, which is the unique color of this season and this time.

A color in which the whole world will sink.

There was the chirping sound of birds returning to their nests, as if they could not find their nests, and they screamed and screamed.

Ji Shaoting's outline almost merged with the dark color, becoming an untouchable phantom.

Li Chen moved forward slightly, and Ji Shaoting immediately retreated reflexively.Even if there is no way for him to retreat: the back of the sofa is behind him, and there is no room for him to hide at all.

Every time he faced Li Chen directly, he had no way out.

A piercing pain swept through Li Chen's whole body, even the nails were hurting.He heard him admitting his true nature to Ji Shaoting for the first time: "Yes, I am a devil."

The first time I told Ji Shaoting, what he knew most deeply about him: "And you are an angel."

"So," he said, "Ji Shaoting, please help me."