The world doesn't fit me

Falling in love with a straight guy is really a bad thing.

There are still cars speeding on the road, casting black shadows quickly as they pass by them, and they are fleeting.

Lu Chen leaned against the car door, half of his face was reflected on the car window, with a clear outline and sharp edges and corners.

His beautiful face was covered with tears, the corners of his raised eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of rouge, his cheeks were flushed, and he stated the fact that he was drunk, and his miniature posture in the corner was very clear under the warm yellow streetlights. Pitiful.

This small and crowded space seemed to bring him an infinite sense of security.

This was something Fu Yanchuan had never seen before.

He wished he could block Lu Chen with his mouth, and then tell him, it's not your fault, none of this has anything to do with you, you are the real victim.

But he can do nothing because he has no identity other than a listener.

At this moment, half of the other party's despair seemed to be given to him. Fu Yanchuan's expression was gloomy, and he could only silently attach Lu Chen's tightly clenched hand in the dark, so that he could feel the warmth of the world from the temperature conveyed by his palm.

Lu Chen didn't let him go, but raised his head and took a deep breath to stop the tearful tears that were about to erupt again.

Then he said, "During the summer vacation at the beginning of high school, my dad got drunk and walked onto the road, and was hit and killed."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that it was not complete, and added: "I was picking him up at the time, and he asked for water on the way, so I went to buy it, and I told him to stand still, and he nodded and said yes.

As a result... As a result, when I was leaving the store, I saw him run into the middle of the road, and a truck just drove over and forced him... to knock him a few meters away.But he could have been saved! "

Lu Chen's voice suddenly increased, with a crying tone, and he looked miserable again.

Fu Yanchuan quickly clenched his hand, moved closer to him, trying to remind himself that he was still there, and freed his other hand to help him breathe, and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead.

That night was full of cicadas, 15-year-old Lu Chen received a call and heard that his father was drunk, so he immediately stopped what he was doing and took a taxi to pick him up.

It was already very late, and most of the stores on the street were closed, but he didn't hesitate at all.

Lu He was extremely drunk, and when Lu Chen arrived, he was lying on the table talking nonsense.

Lu He murmured: "Xiao Jing, I miss you so much." Holding the wine bottle, he carefully stroked it with his fingers, apparently mistaking it for Shao Jing.

He was handsome, with stubble on his chin, and he looked very masculine, a typical handsome uncle.

It should be comical that such a person makes such an action, but Lu Chen couldn't laugh at all after seeing it.

He suppressed the soreness in his heart, stepped forward and grabbed Lu He's arm: "Let's go, Brother Lu, my son is here to pick you up."

Lu He raised his head and smiled at him, threw the beer bottle that was just a treasure on the ground, touched his Lu Chen and replied, "Let's go."

This move made Lu Chen's nose sore, and he helped him to stagger towards home.

It turned out that he didn't regard the bottle as Shao Jing at all, even if he was drunk and unconscious, he was very clear about the fact that Shao Jing had left long ago, and he was just deceiving himself and others in this way.

The summer in the south is sweltering and hot, making people feel irritable, and they were very close again. After walking for a while, Lu He said, "Lu Chen, I'm thirsty, go buy me water." He pushed Lu Chen away as he spoke. .

"What kind of water do you buy at night?" It was late at that time, and there were few vehicles passing by. Lu Chen knew that he was going crazy with alcohol.

"I don't care! I'm thirsty!"

"Brother Lu..." He was helpless.

"If you don't buy it, I won't leave!" Lu He simply shook off his hand and sat down on the ground. A man in his 40s and [-]s was acting like a child, and Lu Chen couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

He looked around and happened to see a 24-hour convenience store not far away, so he squatted down pretending to be embarrassed and said, "Then I'll buy it for you, you stay here and don't move, do you hear me?"

Lu He nodded.

If it happened again, Lu Chen would not choose to listen to him to buy water, and would not leave him even a single step.

The convenience store was not big, and there were no people there. After Lu Chen walked in, the space became even smaller. He took a bottle of mineral water and went to pay.

The cashier was also a girl who just turned 20 years old. Seeing that Lu Chen was young and good-looking, she couldn't help but ask, "Go out shopping alone so late?"

"Not alone." Lu Chen smiled: "My dad is waiting..."

Halfway through his words, the smile froze on his face, and when he glanced outside the door, he saw Lu He stumbling towards the middle of the road.

That alone is fine, anyway, there are few cars on the road at this point.

Unexpectedly, not far away, a large truck drove quickly with pale lights, and Lu He continued to walk forward without squinting. He walked slowly and drunk, as if he would fall to the ground at any time.

The car was about to hit him.

"Brother Lu!" Lu Chen panicked and shouted loudly, trying to make Lu He aware of the danger.

He spread his legs and ran desperately towards the middle of the road.

Hearing the other party's call, Lu He was slightly stunned, and stopped in place suspiciously, ignoring the piercing sound of the horn not far away.

That's too late.

Tragedy often happens in an instant.

Lu Chen looked at the people who were knocked into the air on the road, and suddenly he couldn't hear anything. The soles of his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and they were stuck firmly on the ground, unable to take a step.

The pool of blood expanded bigger and bigger, gradually surrounding Lu He.

He lay in a pool of blood.

The truck driver jumped out of the car in fright, and almost knelt down when he saw the people lying on the road.

He didn't step forward to help, and after looking around, he found that there was no surveillance and chose to escape.

Lu Chen had no time to think about other things.

He couldn't help trembling, he staggered and moved his legs in small steps, and even forgot to cover his mouth and nose with his hands, every step was so difficult.

Every time he got closer, the unpleasant smell of blood became stronger, and Lu He's deformed, blood-flowing body became clearer, which hurt Lu Chen's eyes.

"Brother Lu! Brother Lu!" Lu Chen stepped forward to fish out his hand from the blood and shook it desperately, he was at a loss to cover the wound with clothes, and was afraid that the possibility of death would increase if he exerted too much strength.He choked helplessly: "Dad! Dad! Wake up, Dad!"

Lu Chen forgot how to think, and only instinctively stretched out his fingers numbly and tremblingly to probe his nose.

have!And breathe!

Phone, you have to call 120, you have to call an ambulance!

The smell of blood is so strong, so bad!

Don't get dizzy, call first!

The bloody smell filling the tip of his nose was magnified infinitely. Lu Chen had never felt so uncomfortable. He felt that the whole world was shaking upside down and constantly, making him dizzy.

Trembling, he took out his phone from his pocket, pressed the wrong button several times because he was too nervous, and cursed at himself in a panic that he had never said before, wishing to cut off his hand.

The smell is too strong, so uncomfortable.

The stench of blood occupied his brain, his stomach was overwhelmed, he felt stomach acid rushing out of his throat, and he was about to vomit, Lu Chen rolled his eyes, and almost fell on Lu He.

The unpleasant rust smell is baked by summer, exuding a different kind of rotten smell, which is simply torture to the blood-sick person.

Coupled with the tense and flustered state in this situation, Lu Chen could hardly bear to lie down directly on the ground.

But no.

After entering the delete input and repeating countless times, he finally got through the phone.A deep "Hello" came from the opposite side, which made Lu Chen feel at ease like never before. He took a deep breath and quickly responded.

The momentary slackening of his fingers made the smell of blood rush towards the tip of Lu Chen's nose like a thousand horses and horses. He just opened his mouth before he could speak, his throat suddenly sore, and he vomited up everything he ate at night.

Uncomfortable, it feels like something is burning in the stomach, and the boiled water repeatedly transpires and rolls in the stomach, splashes into the throat, and grabs the tonsils tightly.

He shook his head to push the thought of fainting out of his mind, trying to clear his mind.

"Hello?" Hearing the sound on the other end of the phone, out of the doctor's experience, he heard what happened to him, so he sent condolences: "Are you okay?"

"Do... doctor, I... vomit—"

The intestines were churning and throbbing in the stomach, Lu Chen's chest tightened, feeling a stone crushed on his heart, he couldn't stand it and vomited again.

The smell became stronger and stronger. As a patient with severe hemophobia, it was the first time that Lu Chen loathed himself so much.

Lu Chen suddenly felt weakness in his limbs and pain all over his body. Every corner was covered with needles, as if his body had been pierced repeatedly by torture instruments, even his fingers could not be spared.

The phone in his hand had never been so heavy before. Lu Chen couldn't grasp it and his wrist softened, and the phone fell to the ground hard.

He hurriedly lowered his head to pick it up. In those few seconds, his brain shut down and stopped working. Lu Chen's eyes went dark and he fell to the ground, lying side by side with Lu He, like two corpses waiting to rot.

"If I hadn't been dizzy, my dad wouldn't have died." He put his forehead on Fu Yanchuan's shoulder and said weakly, "He was obviously still angry at the time. It was all me, I was the one who killed him... "

Probably because he cried too hard before, Lu Chen was so tired that he closed his eyes and breathed weakly.

Fu Yanchuan took Lu Chen into his arms, put his arms around him halfway, and said in a low voice: "You are not wrong, I do not blame you, you have already dialed the number, the doctor can find the address through the number, you have done a good job."

I don't know if this comfort is really effective, Lu Chen didn't answer him, and squeezed into his warm embrace again in the silence.

Only this behavior told Fu Yanchuan that Lu Chen was indeed drunk.

Everything that Lu Chen said was clear in detail, including age, location, and scene, which didn't seem like the words of a drunken person at all.

But his face was flushed, his behavior was abnormal, and he looked really drunk and dreamy.

Some people will trigger some special things when they are born drunk, such as making trouble, such as talking big.

Fu Yanchuan thought, probably what happened to Lu Chen was that he would cry when he was drunk, which is quite special.

After thinking about it, Lu Chenxiao's first half of his life was indeed pitiful.

It was really hard for Fu Yanchuan to imagine how strong his psychological endurance would be in such an environment, so that he could hold back without collapsing or heading towards self-destruction.

His past was so tragic, it could even be called magical.Fu Yanchuan didn't even dare to think about it, he couldn't help but feel a cramping pain in his chest, and couldn't help tightening his arms, letting him rest in his arms with peace of mind.

In this closed and dark space, two tall and long-legged men squeezed together, and all small movements would be exposed to each other.

Sensing his movement, Lu Chen raised his head with some doubts, and met Fu Yanchuan's dull eyes.

He opened his mouth to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly got stuck and couldn't remember, so he leaned on his shoulder and muttered: "I'm sleepy."

"Go to sleep."

Probably because he was no longer so depressed after talking, Lu Chen seemed to be in a better mood.

After pouring out all the things that were stuck in his chest, he leaned against her and fell into a deep sleep, leaving only Fu Yanchuan to breathe steadily.

The sweat on his forehead hadn't dried yet, Fu Yanchuan turned his head, feeling his chin faintly wet.

He didn't dislike him at all, and lowered his head to help Lu Chen carefully kiss away the traces, so as not to wake up the sleeping person, every movement was extremely careful, ambiguous and charming.

At this moment, he was like a child who ate candy secretly. Even though the candy was melted, he still felt sweet, and he was still secretly happy in his heart.

what happened to him?

Fu Yanchuan returned to the driving seat and held the steering wheel for a while.

If he only stayed in liking him before, then he can be sure now that he really likes Lu Chen.

Being in love with a straight guy is really, really bad.

The author says:

At this point, I have almost explained the origin of the original title of this book "This World Doesn't Fit Me" Another: People like Lu Chen who are born with disaster buffs do exist, but it is difficult to meet them (such as Conan, hahaha ;

/Is your network pumping again? Why can’t I display this chapter?