Like Love But Not

"Xiao Heng spent the night at my house on December 28th, taking care of me and making food for me." Luo Yuchen raised his head, somewhat complacently, looking at Xiaolu viciously as if showing off to his rival.

"You fart." Lu Weixi also stared at him viciously, gnashing her teeth.

The dark and chaotic night of his illness, the magical and incredible night when I hugged him tightly for the last time, I am grateful to the heavens for the temperature that I feel can be remembered forever after I slacken, and now, sadly, it has become a gift for me. Luo Yuchen's false hope, a night that shouldn't have happened.

I've lived so long that everything I do only makes things worse, I can barely comprehend the meaning of my existence.In the end, after I died, I was still doing something wrong.

This misunderstanding will drive Luo Yuchen, or everyone around him, crazy.

Luo Yuchen heard what he had always wanted to hear, and was no longer interested in playing with Xiaolu.He stood up gracefully, walked to Xiaolu with a kind smile on his face, and prepared to give the order to evict the guest.

Before seeing off the guests, he suddenly thought of something again, and his expression became gentle.He smiled and said to Xiaolu: "Please tell Xiao Heng, I will wait for him. He has been waiting for me for ten years, and I will wait for him for the rest of his life. You tell him that I will wait for him at home, and he can come back anytime he wants."

Xiaolu looked at Luo Yuchen, suddenly a powerless and painful expression flashed across his face, just about to say something, Xia Mingxiu pulled him from behind, Luo Yuchen had already left with a smile.

And my whole soul is about to be torn apart by Luo Yuchen's cruel tenderness.

wait for me?Luo Yuchen, you want to wait for me?

How can you be so stupid from beginning to end.First, they didn't discover my goodness for ten years, and now they say they will wait for me for the rest of their lives.

Your life is going to be long and long, and there will be a lot of happiness, so what am I.

You wait for me at home, I can go back anytime I want.But I can't go back, what a stupid person I am, I have done something irreparable, and I can never go back.

Misguided, too long, too far.The way back is invisible.

What to do, it's really too late, too late, too late, lateness is irreversible.

Now I can only count on Xia Mingxiu to pull him back from the edge of the cliff.

In the evening, Xia Mingxiu said to Luo Yuchen, "I have an appointment with a psychiatrist, Sunday."

At this moment, I really appreciate and appreciate Xia Mingxiu's utter resoluteness. He already knows that Luo Yuchen is wandering on the border, and if he lets it go, the consequences will be serious.

"Why see a psychiatrist?" Luo Yuchen smiled, and continued to play with his watch, absent-minded.

"You're abnormal." Xia Mingxiu said.

"You're not normal." Luo Yuchen smiled again, still alienated.

Xia Mingxiu came over and stood in front of Luo Yuchen, looking at him calmly.

He is not as tall as Luo Yuchen, not as strong as Luo Yuchen, he is not as strong as Luo Yuchen, but he has a kind of tenacity that none of us have had, enough to overcome all obstacles and find light and hope.

He said to him: "Wake up, Xiao Heng is dead."

Fortunately, Luo Yuchen didn't get angry, and didn't do anything that he might regret in the future.

His appearance is still frightening, without a trace of the usual coldness, but abnormally docile, puzzled like a primary school student who doesn't understand anything, like a teacher asking questions, he asked word by word: "Why are you all so confused?" Are you going to say he's dead?"

"Luo Yuchen, wake up." Xia Mingxiu still looked at him firmly, but tears filled his eyes.

"Don't cry," Luo Yuchen looked at him and smiled helplessly: "But it's really not true. Don't worry, I didn't go crazy. You also ate the porridge that Xiao Heng cooked for me that day... ..."

"That's what you imagined, okay?" Xia Mingxiu finally grabbed Luo Yuchen tightly, and burst into tears: "I don't know if you are sleepwalking, or if you can't even tell the difference between fantasy and reality, let me tell you again." Once again, Xiao Heng is dead, he committed suicide, he will never come back, never come back to you—"

Xia Mingxiu finally burst into tears, he hugged Luo Yuchen, and Luo Yuchen was slid to the ground by him.

"He's not dead," he murmured, "He obviously came to me, why don't you believe me..."

"Don't lie to yourself, Luo Yuchen!" Xia Mingxiu shook him and grabbed his shoulders: "If he really came, why was there no one when I came back? Who else is watching besides you?" It's him? Why didn't he stay? Why didn't you call the doctor?"

"he and I……"

"If he really came, how did he get in? He returned your key, and you even changed the lock!"

"I... I must have unlocked the door... And..." Luo Yuchen was unable to answer Xia Mingxiu's question, and quickly grabbed the last straw: "He obviously bandaged my wound, you see Yes, and porridge..."

That porridge is the last piece of evidence I shouldn't leave behind.

Xia Mingxiu laughed back angrily: "You did it yourself! Luo Yuchen, does it feel good to lie to yourself? Tell me!"

Luo Yuchen could only repeat: "No, it's really Xiao Heng..."

No matter how Luo Yuchen explained it, he was powerless.Because that is simply impossible, only I, the only one in the world who can no longer explain for him, knows that what he said really happened.

I only hope that now that Luo Yuchen is persuaded by Xia Mingxiu, he feels that he is indeed dreaming.It's better to recognize the fact that I'm dead, and start over with Xia Mingxiu than he has been deceiving himself and others, and everyone is in pain.

"Xiao Heng couldn't have come. He was gone at that time, and he won't come back. I beg you not to dream again!" Xia Mingxiu grabbed Luo Yuchen, as if trying to shake him awake.He would not choose to believe the evidence Luo Yuchen said. A person's life and death is not a topic that can be joked about. There is no reason why the things that Fang Shuyi and Lu Weixi have confirmed should not be more convincing than Luo Yuchen's madness.

Luo Yuchen was also in a hurry: "No, it must be Xiao Heng, it must be him! It's been ten years... I'll know the taste of Xiao Heng's cooking..." He tried every means to explain, so anxious that he couldn't help crying. Falling down, ignoring Xia Mingxiu's sadness, he still grabbed him blankly and asked, "He's obviously fine...why do you all say he's dead..."

Such helpless misery, I have no way to watch it any longer.Luo Yuchen's hesitation and pain, grievance and bitterness, were directly conveyed to me, and the pain was unspeakable.

Obviously I was by his side, and obviously I watched him suffer miserably, but I couldn't share any part of it for him, and I couldn't even reach out to wipe away his tears.