I'm down after reuniting with my ex

Wen Yan and Ji Changan staggered, he went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, closed his eyes, his stomach was rolling.

Veins protruded from the back of his hand, as if he was enduring great pain.

hold yourself in check...

He kept saying to himself in his heart, what can be overcome...no one can control his thoughts...

Fingers gripping the sink, using a knife to bloodshot pale fingernails.

can't throw up anymore...

Teeth biting lips, blood dripping... bear it, smell the feast, bear it, don't admit defeat, liking men, there is nothing wrong... it's not a disease...

His whole body tensed and convulsed, and Wen Yan broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Sweat trickled down the tip of his chin, tick tock, and sank into the water bear.

...

There was only one bedroom for Lan Qin to sleep in, and he didn't have time to tidy it up.

He didn't plan to let Wen Yan sleep anywhere, the other party didn't want to tell him his address, so he could only let Wen Yan sleep on the sofa he usually sleeps on.

He did bring people back to rest.

Wen Yan didn't come out of the bathroom for a long time, Ji Changan knocked on the door, "Wen Yan, what's wrong?"

There was no answer, only the sound of water ticking.

"..." His eyes darkened, he twisted the handle, and it was locked.

"Ji Chang'an, I'll rest for a while, leave me alone."

Wen Yan's voice came from the bathroom, and the owner of the voice gave orders pretending to be calm and self-possessed.

"You open the door and come out to rest."

"I'm fucking telling you to leave me alone! Get lost."

They were all swearing...

Ji Changan exhaled lightly, rolled his eyes, and kicked his leg up.

The door was kicked open with a bang, "Get out! You fucking get out!"

Wen Yan was hoarse, he picked up the things on the sink and threw them away.

Ji Changan originally wanted to hide subconsciously, but when he saw a person huddled in a corner hugging his trembling legs, he couldn't dodge.

The bottle of shower gel hit his chest and it hurt.

"Get out, Ji Changan." Wen Yan is in a mess now, Ji Changan's bathroom is already very small, he is huddled in a corner, his hair and suit are soaked, his trousers are rolled up, exposing his thin ankles, freezing bruising.

Ji Changan didn't speak, no matter how many things Wen Yan threw on him, he still walked up to him and squatted down.

Wen Yan was trembling, and his teeth were trembling and chattering.

Ji Changan put his hand on Wen Yan's shoulder, and the other party went mad for a moment, with an unconscious whine from his throat, he began to punch and kick Ji Changan.

"Get out! Don't touch me!"

Regardless of the fists slapped on his face, Ji Changan stretched out his long arms and pressed the man into his arms forcefully and irresistibly.

"Ah! Get out! Don't touch me!" He tossed and turned, and could only say one sentence. In Ji Changan's arms, he struggled desperately, like a beast caught in a net, hoarse, desperate, blood dripping from the pain, and his flesh was to the bone.

The water from the unclosed faucet of the sink was still ticking, accompanied by Wen Yan's howls of pain, sharp to hoarse.

It's like... It's like someone is holding a knife--cutting his flesh with a knife--

He was like a fish that was about to dry up on the river bank, short of water and in pain, which made him constantly counterattack, kick, and bite, but the person who trapped him seemed to have no pain, and just held him tightly in his arms.

Wen Yan's voice gradually became weaker, and finally he couldn't even speak clearly, only the sound of gasping again and again, his limbs gradually weakened, and he twitched in Ji Changan's arms.

Ji Changan looked down, Wen Yan was rolling his eyes, and his body was convulsing.

"Wen Yan... Wen Yan..." Ji Changan frowned, and he patted Wen Yan's face, trying to refresh him.

Wen Yan was still twitching unconsciously, his lips were dripping with blood, and his body temperature was frighteningly low.

Ji Changan pinched the other person, his eyelash brushes rolled down tears...

Wen Yan's eyes were full of water, and he looked at Ji Chang'an wet with tears, the end of his eyes were as red as the rosy clouds after dusk.

He was a little dazed, and raised his hand to touch Ji Changan's face.

"Chang'an..."

He said-

"I hurt..."