chase a hammer

Thick snow was falling one after another outside, and the gray and quiet sky could not reveal a ray of light.

Yin Jin, who was wearing a black coat, was sitting on a seat in the corridor. The warm yellow light in the corridor made the people on the seat look cold and abstinent.

But Shen Qiuze, who was walking in the long corridor, knew very well how the person in front of him was holding Wu Chu's mobile phone, and with such an attitude of course, casually followed him and said, "Wu Chu is not free."

Such a person is just beside Wu Chu wearing a well-disguised skin like him.

There was a slight movement when the visitor stepped on the promenade. The man in the black coat sitting on the seat raised his eyes slightly, looking at the visitor indifferently.

After seeing the person coming, his eyes turned slightly cold.

The person who came was not at all like the Shen Qiuze back then.

It was almost as if he had peeled off the layer of skin that belonged to Shen Qiuze from the Shen family. He let down the soft black hair and put it on his eyebrows. He was wearing a thin sweater on his upper body. It's simple sweatpants and white shoes.

He looked a bit haggard, with a pale face and pale lips, but his expression was very calm. He looked like an ordinary college student with good looks.

Yin Jin knew very well that the way Shen Qiuze was dressed in front of him was no different from the way Shen Qiuze approached Wu Chu.

It looks simple and clean, like a handful of water shaking in the sun, cold and bright.

And Shen Qiuze, who was wearing a thin sweater, seemed to have been waiting outside for a long time, and he seemed to still have the chill of the wind and snow outside. He walked slowly to the bench, stared at the man in the black coat on the bench, and said in a hoarse voice: "I never knew that the young master of the Yin family would be like a dog, guarding other people's things all day long."

"There are so many people in the circle, but they just stare at other people's lovers."

"Doesn't the young master of the Yin family feel disgusted when he is someone else's third party?"

Yin Jin on the bench still had a calm expression, he only raised his eyes slightly and said slowly, "A third party?"

As he spoke, Yin Jin raised his lips slightly, and said slowly, "Go in and ask, which piece of clothing on his body did I buy for him?"

"After asking, you can ask again, is there anything about him that I don't know?"

Shen Qiuze's face subconsciously became ugly, and his eyes were completely dark and stared at Yin Jin in front of him.

Yin Jin's lips were slightly curved, but there was no smile in his eyes, and he looked so cold that he sat on the chair and said lightly: "Mr. Shen, the most important thing to be a man is to have self-knowledge."

Shen Qiuze just stood there and stared at him coldly. After a long while, he lowered his eyes and stretched out his hands, whose phalanxes were red from the cold wind, and put them on the doorknob of the ward in front of him. unconscious.

Shen Qiuze walked in.

There was silence in the ward, only the constant movement of the equipment.

Shen Qiuze's breathing trembled a little. He stared at the pale boy covered in instruments on the hospital bed, his eyes blushed unconsciously.

His fingertips were trembling, his voice was too difficult to say a word, his lips trembled unconsciously, but his red eyes were greedily staring at the boy on the hospital bed.

Thin.

I lost a lot of weight.

Shen Qiuze's eyes became redder, his lips trembled, his voice was difficult and he didn't dare to say a word, he only dared to stand where he was, and didn't dare to take a step forward.

Wu Chu on the hospital bed turned his head to look at the snow particles flying under the gray sky outside the window. After hearing the movement, he turned his head slowly and looked at Shen Qiuze who was standing in front of the hospital bed.

The person in front of him was wearing a thin sweater, and the lower body was simple sweatpants. His soft black hair hung over his eyebrows and eyes, and his face was pale. Looking at him, his eyes were red and his lips were trembling, as if he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long, long time. Extremely haggard.

As if standing in the wind and snow for a long time, some frost and snow fell on his eyelashes, but his eyes kept looking at him sadly.

He was no longer that Shen Qiuze in a suit and leather shoes who looked indifferent and inhumane, but Shen Qiuze who was by his side in cheap clothes and would patiently coax a cat until the cat was willing to let him approach him.

He hid all the appearances on himself that Wu Chu didn't want to see, and looked at Wu Chu almost pleadingly in front of the hospital bed.

But Wu Chu just looked at him and didn't say a word.

His eyes were shockingly indifferent.

Shen Qiuze's lips trembled, his chest heaved, and the tears in his red eyes fell drop by drop in front of him, his whole body trembling silently.

Wu Chu knew.

He knows everything.

"come over."

The person on the hospital bed spoke to him in a hoarse voice.

Shen Qiuze raised his head suddenly, he looked at Wu Chu in disbelief, his lips trembling, as if he was afraid that what the person in front of him said was just a dream, he stumbled forward a bit, hurriedly said with red eyes and trembling voice: "Okay... ..."

His black hair was soaked in snow, sticking to his thin and pale face, his white lips were trembling, he looked extremely fragile and helpless, as if he was being swallowed up, he choked and murmured: "I'll come..."

It seemed that let alone Wu Chu told him to come here, even if he was asked to jump off the stairs now, he would still be able to jump down in a daze.

Shen Qiuze cautiously half-kneeled in front of the hospital bed, with a pale face, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm here..."

"You can hit me... scold me..."

He looked like a trembling cat, his red eyes looked at Wu Chu sadly and murmured: "I'm sorry..."

Shen Qiuze, who was half kneeling in front of the hospital bed, watched Wu Chu slowly raise his hand, and held his hand in the next second.

Shen Qiuze froze on the spot, tears fell from his eyes suddenly, his lips trembled, and he held Wu Chu's hand with trembling hands.

All this is like a trance dream.

He was almost like someone who was about to suffocate and drown, and got redemption.

In a daze, Shen Qiuze looked at Wu Chu calmly and looked at him, holding his hand with his scarred hand and putting it on the messy and complicated ventilator.

The next second, Shen Qiuze, who seemed to suddenly realize what Wu Chu was going to do, suddenly turned pale. His eyes were almost shattered, his whole body was trembling crazily, and he staggered to break away from Wu Chu's hand, but was held by that hand. He suddenly tore off the breathing tube of the messy instrument.

That hand led him to pull out Wu Chu's breathing tube.

A sharp alarm from the instrument suddenly sounded in the ward, and the fallen breathing tubes hung messily on the instrument. Shen Qiuze stared at the scattered breathing tubes like a frightening ghost, as if he couldn't breathe.

In fact, as long as you calm down and think about it, you can find something is wrong.

But under the impact of such a horrific burst, his sanity suddenly fell apart, festering so badly, it seemed like he was stunned.

In the next second, Shen Qiuze knelt down on the ground and shook his hands like crazy: "Where is the person..."

"Come on..."

Amid the increasingly sharp sirens of the instruments, the trembling, half-kneeling man with red eyes and his limp body couldn't get up at all, he knelt on the ground and crawled towards the door of the ward, his eyes cracked and he said in a trembling voice: "Come on!" man..."

Shen Qiuze trembled all over, broke down and cried, "Damn it, someone is here..."

The breathing tube that kept Wu Chu's life wrapped around his hand seemed to still exist, but he pulled it out with his own hands before his eyes.

There was silence outside the door, only the sirens of the instruments were getting louder and louder.

Shen Qiuze, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to have been split in half, his throat was full of hoarse, cracked and meaningless panting, he was trembling all over like a terrifying ghost, and he was too confused to touch the hanging body. Snorkel on the ground.

Until the next second, the sharp instrument alarm stopped suddenly.

Wu Chu on the hospital bed coldly threw the instrument tied to his face for decoration on Shen Qiuze who was trembling in front of him and was about to collapse. He said in a hoarse voice, "What are you afraid of?"

"I am the one who is going to die, what are you afraid of?"

Shen Qiuze, who was half-kneeling on the ground limply, raised his head, the focus in his eyes seemed to be gone, he just stared blankly at the person on the hospital bed, after a long while, as if hearing a word that burned his nerves, he staggered Trembling, he begged Wu Chu shortly on the hospital bed, "I won't die..."

"Do not say……"

He seemed to be completely stunned by the scene just now, the feeling of collapse that almost killed the person he likes with his own hands made him dare not go through it a second time in his life, so he could only tremble and beg for help from the hospital bed. people.

Wu Chu on the hospital bed said in a hoarse voice: "Isn't my death just paving the way for him?"

With a pale face, Shen Qiuze looked at Wu Chu with trembling lips, shook his head in panic and cried, "No..."

He had indeed had this idea before.

Because Shen Yu is an untouchable reverse scale in his heart, he crazily resists all people and things that can shake Shen Yu's existence, like a beast that has been pried out of carrion and endured the severe pain that makes people crazy, he Unwilling to take that step, he ferociously thought that the variable would disappear.

As long as the variables are gone, he can continue to live in the same dull and lifeless way as before.

Rather than enduring the excruciating pain that is maddeningly painful.

But he never thought that the variable he resisted was his salvation.

But that ambiguous love came too late, too late, with the shackles of hesitation and sharp resistance, and it was only known to him when everything was about to fall apart.

Wu Chu on the hospital bed just stared at him and said in a hoarse voice, "What the hell am I sorry for?"

"Let you see me wanting nothing to keep you like a dog, and at the same time tell me that you can't leave me."

His voice became hoarse and he said, "Do you know that I have been waiting for you?"

"Your hesitation, those hesitations, I pretended not to know all of them, and just stood there waiting for you."

The breakup we talked about in the old community back then was just waiting for Shen Qiuze to think it through and come back to him again.

Wu Chu thought very simply at that time.

As long as Shen Qiuze wanted to turn around, he would stay where he was.

Because Shen Qiuze was the first person to give such pure affection to him, he had almost resisted all the responsibilities of this affection on his shoulders.

Later he knew, this feeling is so disgusting.

It's just because his face is three points like the one in Shen Qiuze's memory.

Shen Qiuze, who was kneeling in front of the hospital bed, had a pale face, could only grit his teeth and collapsed, "No..."

"not like this……"

He wanted to say that Wu Chu was different from Shen Yu.

He didn't love Wu Chu because he couldn't get Shen Yu's love.

On the contrary, it was because he fell in love with Wu Chu that he realized that his morbid feelings for Shen Yu were not love, but the redemption of his childhood self-imagination.

He is far more lacking in love than Wu Chu, and is more eager for love.

Now that sincere love was tortured and consumed by him.

At that time, Wu Chu loved him so much.Even if the road ahead is uncertain, he dared to break up at home for him, lying under the car repairing the car on a 30-degree day, worrying about his safety every day, and exhaustedly looking for a chance to get back together with him.

His love for him was the first to wake up and the last to leave.

That love pulled him out of the deep abyss, but forcefully drove him into another abyss.

Wu Chu would never forgive him again.

That boy who has been waiting for him in the same place and looks difficult to get along with won't wait for him anymore.

Shen Qiuze let out a heavy choked sob from his throat, which sounded a bit miserable, he broke down and said, "I was wrong..."

"I really know I was wrong..."

He thought that he could grit his teeth in front of Wu Chu and use that obedience in exchange for Wu Chu's soft heart. As long as Wu Chu softened his heart a little, he would have a chance to come back.

At this moment, he finally understood why a person like Chu E who was so thoughtful and terrifying would collapse in front of Wu Chu.

Wu Chu is able to fully give out his feelings, and he can also completely withdraw that feeling, leaving nothing to others.

Later, the dazed Shen Qiuze no longer remembered how he got out of the ward.

He only knew why Chu E took the risk of breaking Wu Chu's wings in a daze.

Because there is no way out in the slightest.

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After sending Shen Qiuze away, the ward quickly became quiet.

Lying on the hospital bed, Wu Chu's face was pale, and he only tilted his head to quietly look at the snow particles flying outside the window.

He curled up his body within the range of movement, and his unruly eyebrows and eyes seemed to be a little tired, and he shrugged.

In the falling snow particles, what Wu Chu thought of was not the collapsed Shen Qiuze when he left, but the man standing outside the door.

His fingers curled up, as if someone had once held this hand.

After staring at the snow floating outside the window for a long time, Wu Chu heard the sound of the ward door being pushed open. He subconsciously looked at the ward door, but found that it was not a man who came in, but a nurse for routine examination.

His brows and eyes seemed to be raised a little more, and he was examining the nurse with a bald scoop on his head.

Wu Chu thought, it seems that men have never liked Shen Qiuze very much.

I told him very early on.

But not only did he not listen at that time, but he also stuck his neck trying to break back Yin Jin's thoughts.

No wonder this would not want to see him.

Wu Chu's throat moved while lying on the hospital bed, and he seemed a little listless.

Yin Jin was sitting in the empty smoking area at the end of the corridor outside the door of the ward. He pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray in front of him, and could not see any emotion in the lingering smoke.

After more than ten minutes, Yin Jin, who had put his black coat next to the sofa in the smoking area, got up, opened the transparent window, and let the chilly wind outside blow in, blowing away the smell of cigarettes on his body.

After blowing for almost an hour, Yin Jin put on the black coat on the sofa with lowered eyebrows after the smell of smoke on his body almost dissipated.

He took the lighter out of his coat pocket, and when passing by the nurse's front desk, he placed the lighter at the nurse's front desk in Yin's private hospital.

Walking through the empty corridor, Yin Jin stood at the door of Wu Chu's ward, lowered his eyebrows, and remained silent for a while before pushing the door open and entering the ward.

He knew that Wu Chu had gone through those things, Shen Qiuze must be in the complicated mood of this meeting, and there was no room for him.

But he still pushed open the door of the ward with a normal face, walked in with a faint chill, stood at the vent of the central air conditioner to blow away the chill from his body, and then sat in front of the bed.

The boy on the hospital bed really raised his brows and eyes, looking listless.

After Wu Chu heard the movement, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at the man sitting on the chair, but was stunned for a second.

He smelled smoke on Yin Jin.

Although it was very faint, he could still smell it in the ward.

But how could Yin Jin smoke?

Only those around him smoke.

But for the smell of smoke soaking into the collar like that, how close must the distance between the two of them be for the smell of smoke to soak so deeply?