Xinye Lingxi Yitong

He Ye in the car was indeed not going well. His hands were injured, and the wounds on the palms of his hands were bleeding from time to time. Sit down next to me.

"What are you doing here?" He Ye turned pale with shock, but Zhou Xinyi pulled up his hands, spread his palms apart, looked at the blood holes in his hands mixed with sweat, and frowned, "Can't it be done?"

He Ye withdrew his hands and said honestly, "I don't know, I'll try again."

Zhou Xinyi looked at He Ye with a hesitant look.

He Ye sighed and couldn't help urging: "Get out quickly." He said with some embarrassment: "I can't take it anymore..."

Of course Zhou Xinyi knew about He Ye's current situation. He sighed silently, as if he had made some decision, smiled helplessly, and said, "Close your eyes."

"What?" He Ye asked casually. Before he could answer, Zhou Xinyi actually raised his left hand to cover his eyes, and said softly, "Don't think about anything, or whoever you want."

After he finished speaking, he moved his left hand down again, stroked He Ye's cheek, and gently pushed in the opposite direction, which meant to ask He Ye to turn his face away and not look at him.

He Ye didn't have time to think, the next second, his body suddenly trembled.

After a while……

After the end, He Ye took a deep breath, met Zhou Xinyi's somewhat happy eyes, and hurriedly avoided, Zhou Xinyi no longer looked at He Ye, he bent forward and pulled the tissue box from the passenger console. A few paper towels were handed to He Ye, hoping that He Ye would wipe off the sweat that flowed from his forehead to his cheeks, and at the same time help He Ye clean his body.

However, when He Ye took the tissue, Zhou Xinyi clearly saw that the moisture on He Ye's cheeks came not only from the forehead, but also from the corners of the eyes.

This surprised Zhou Xinyi. He took the spare medical bag on the passenger seat, took out a bottle of iodophor and a box of Yunnan Baiyao, and opened a cotton swab. He was preparing a medical bag for He Ye. Medicine, if there is a deep meaning on the mouth: "Would you be unwilling to see this kind of thing in front of me?"

He Ye knew that Zhou Xinyi was talking about tears.

"Yes." He Ye didn't deny it. He had an urge to hold back all the things he couldn't and didn't want to say these days, and tell Zhou Xinyi all of them, so he couldn't help but said, "But I can show everything in front of you." look like?"

Zhou Xinyi said: "Of course, as long as you want." As he said, he opened the lid of iodophor, dipped it in with a cotton swab, and took He Ye's hand.

"Why is you the only person I can rely on when I need it most?" He Ye said slowly. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a little pain from the cotton swab dipped in iodophor touching the wound. He frowned, but the pain on his body was far less than the pain in his heart. It took him a long time to squeeze out a few words: "The man who got my girlfriend."

Zhou Xinyi's heart was shocked, and the cotton swab fell out of his hand. He was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't hear anything, took out a new cotton swab from the cotton swab box, and continued to wipe and disinfect it with iodophor.

He Ye pulled out an ugly smile on his own, and continued, "How sad."

Zhou Xinyiqiang pretended not to care, and changed the subject calmly: "It's okay, I don't mind helping you."

"But I mind." He Ye obviously didn't intend to give up the topic because of this, with deep resentment in his eyes: "I hate myself for being useless, and I hate you."

Zhou Xinyi lowered his head, unwilling to look at He Ye, only to hear He Ye say again: "When you touched her, I was by Zhang Ran's side."

The source of the tragedy was still her. He Ye suddenly pulled out her hand, grabbed Zhou Xinyi's arm, and said sadly, "Why? Why didn't you reject her?"

"Don't talk anymore." Zhou Xinyi finally couldn't control himself and interrupted He Ye softly. He tilted his body and hugged He Ye tightly, almost begging: "Don't torture yourself like this, don't torture me like this .”

Zhou Xinyi didn't know why he had such an urge, maybe he wanted to give the helpless He Ye a little support, but instead of pushing him away, He Ye put his head weakly on his shoulder.

How many times when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, the images that made He Ye's bone marrow kept reappearing in front of him, and he was almost mad with pain, but after dawn, he still appeared calmly in front of everyone.

Of course Zhou Xinyi knew that He Ye was not as calm as he appeared on the surface, but facing He Ye's indifferent look again and again, he almost forgot that He Ye would still suffer from it.

Unexpectedly, now that He Ye brought up this topic so intuitively, the wounds in their hearts that were hard to heal were torn open again with a bloody gash.

However, no one knew that that night, at the last moment, when they had no clothes on them, Zhou Xinyi still had the last bit of resentment.

He asked her, is there anything you can't do for He Ye?He wanted to say, but—

She interrupted him with her deep kiss, and said, if you miss today, you may never have the chance to get me again.

He's out of breath and retorts, you've run out of chance.

There is no room for this.

The last straw that broke the camel's back was Zhou Xinyi's indulgence that night. He tried to restrain himself, but he couldn't do it after all.When he hated He Ye the most, Wang Yanshuang once asked him, if that night hadn't happened, he would have another kind of regret, right?He looked at the sky and said honestly, yes.

Wang Yanshuang told him softly that it is not easy to live without regrets, for him it is just the difference of which kind of regrets to bear, but for He Ye... Wang Yanshuang didn't say any more.

Zhou Xinyi, who was on the verge of collapse like He Ye, remembered the conversation with Wang Yanshuang, and suddenly felt much brighter in his heart. If it hadn't happened, he would regret it for himself and regret losing it; but if it happened, he would also destroy He Ye. Thinking of this, he couldn't say anything, just said: "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry for a long time, Zhou Xinyi is only now willing to face his cruelty to He Ye, even though he has always felt the same, but when he is sad, he has Huang Gang's love to support him, and when he is confused, he can be awakened by Wang Yanshuang's transparency , what about He Ye?Forever licking the wound silently alone, not asking anyone for a little comfort, also because he has no one to rely on.

There were many times when Zhou Xinyi felt distressed towards He Ye, but never once was it as strong as now. This kind of feeling made Zhou Xinyi hug He Ye even tighter.

After embracing each other for a long time, He Ye's originally agitated emotions gradually calmed down, and his tone softened. He sighed lightly, "Why are we in so much pain..."

Although He Ye has always resented Zhou Xinyi, Zhou Xinyi's grievances have actually been experienced thousands of times in his heart.

"Maybe it's God's will." Zhou Xinyi couldn't answer, so he could only use such illusory reasons that even he didn't believe it to perfuse He Ye and himself.

"I don't want to believe in heaven." He Ye said weakly.

"Then you can trust me." Zhou Xinyi couldn't help blurting out, even he himself didn't know why he said such words.

Both of them were stunned for a long time.

He Ye's chest felt hot, and his heart was wrapped in an inexplicable warmth. He had never experienced the feeling of relying on others.

Zhou Xinyi's embrace was very warm, so warm that He Ye felt like he could rely on him. He Ye was very tired, so tired that he wanted to keep leaning in this warm embrace. He unconsciously opened his arms and gently wrapped them around his arms. Zhou Xinyi's waist.

Just hugged each other for a long time.

Zhou Xinyi got up and let go of He Ye, took his hands, looked at the blood on his palms with discomfort, picked up the medicine bottle and cotton swab again, and while applying the medicine to He Ye, he said earnestly: "I almost died once, A lot of things have been taken lightly, and I don't know about you, but no matter what you think, you're not alone."

The cold iodophor penetrated into the wound but did not make He Ye feel the slightest chill. He Ye unconsciously remembered the scene when he lowered his head and saw Zhou Xinyi lying between his legs. From the beginning, a man who can be called a dragon among men with ease in a society where fish and dragons are mixed, actually does such shameful actions for himself, and tries so hard to please himself.

The person he hated the most gave him the warmth he needed most, and He Ye felt a pang of sadness in his heart, as well as a little touch that he didn't want to admit.

"You just..." He turned his face away from Zhou Xinyi, and said with some embarrassment, "It's impossible to do that."

Zhou Xinyi naturally knew what He Ye was talking about, he had already applied iodophor to all of He Ye's wounds, opened Yunnan Baiyao, applied some on it, and said, "I see that you are a little anxious, and I am also. "

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Xinyi regretted it a little, because he was telling He Ye that he had seen how he was enjoying and sometimes being difficult at that time.

Seeing that He Ye's expression suddenly turned strange, he stopped talking.

At this time, Zhou Xinyi had finished treating He Ye's wound, so he brought the topic up, saying, "It should be nothing serious, let her take a look at it when Dr. Wang comes back."

Speaking of this, the two of them remembered to pull down the curtains on the car. They chatted all night without knowing it. Now that the sky was slightly bright, Zhou Xinyi put his elbows on the car window and sighed: "It's time to go back." He took a deep breath, got out of the car and went back to the driver's seat.

At this moment, He Ye's cell phone rang.

Zhou Xinyi was ready to drive, but saw in the mirror that He Ye's expression was very wrong after he answered the phone, so he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

With a cold face, He Ye replied with an ugly expression: "Something happened to Zhang Ran."