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The room was dead silent.

The sharp shards of glass at Ji Yanli's feet reflected the icy shattered light like water waves, and sticky honey strands were dripping down from his jaw, getting thinner and longer, then falling down suddenly and bouncing back to the small A small drop is like the time when the pulling is like sticking silk.

He looked at Xi Ye quietly, and said softly, "You won't."

Xi Ye said coldly, "Who knows?"

He turned on the phone, found the phone number of Dean Ke of Qingxi Hospital, threw it on the coffee table, pressed the speakerphone in front of Ji Yanli, and dialed.

The music on the phone rang slowly, echoing empty in the living room.

Ji Yanli was standing, Xi Ye was sitting, and the two of them looked at each other across the coffee table.

The time suddenly became extremely long, Ji Yanli stared into Xi Ye's eyes, and saw only a deep darkness, like looking up at a starless night sky at night, seeing nothing, no end, no light, watching for a long time My neck and eyes are sore, and I can't help but wonder what I am looking at and what I want to see in it.

"You won't." Ji Yanli's voice became softer, as if he was telling himself.

"I can prove it to you."

The phone was connected suddenly.

"Hello?" A middle-aged male voice came from inside, "Master Xi? Why are you so busy looking for me at this hour? Didn't the investigation bureau make things difficult for you? I was in a meeting just now. Sorry, is it still about Xie Anzhi?"

Xi Ye stared into Ji Yanli's eyes: "Yes."

He was still talking on the phone: "This... I just asked Director Liu yesterday, and he said that the patient is indeed in a bad condition, and he may issue a notice of critical illness in the near future. We really tried our best, but it was too late , but don't worry, we are definitely using [-]% of our efforts and the best resources..."

"Yes." Ji Yanli said.

Xi Ye's eyebrows twitched violently.

"Master Xi? What did you just say?" The phone stopped, "I didn't hear clearly."

"If you want." Ji Yanli trembled his eyelashes, and said softly, "You helped my mother, and I will always be grateful to you. Even if you choose not to help now, that is your right."

Xi Ye suddenly erupted. He couldn't bear it anymore and threw his phone on the ground with a wave of his hand. The screen clicked and shattered with cobweb cracks, and flickered a few times to turn it into a black screen.

Xi Ye jumped up and grabbed Ji Yanli's collar: "Are you enough? You know me well, don't you? Do you think you are a good person? So you have to think of everyone as good as you?!"

Ji Yanli won the bet, but he was even more sad in his heart. He lowered his eyes and saw that Xi Ye was not wearing shoes, and he jumped up and stepped on the broken glass with bare feet.

Even A is made of meat. His sole was cut by a sharp piece of glass, and dark red blood leaked out.

"Speak!" Xi Ye roared.

Ji Yanli was so strangled by the collar that he could only touch the ground with his toes. He held the back of Xi Ye's hand with difficulty, feeling the raised and hard knuckles on the back of his hand, and his eyes gradually filled with physiological tears, more and more, more and more More and more came, Ji Yanli struggled for a while pursing his lips, and said hoarsely: "Xi Ye...can you sit down?"

Xi Ye let go of his hand suddenly, Ji Yanli coughed while supporting his knees, touched his neck with his fingertips, and felt a circle of red marks.

Xi Ye walked towards the living room with bare feet, the broken glass on the soles of his feet was pierced deeper and deeper, every step was a bloody footprint, but he didn't seem to feel it.

Ji Yanli was in so much pain that he looked at his back: "Where are you going? Don't you hurt? Hey, Xi Ye, can you treat the wound? If you are angry, be angry with me. Don't make it difficult for yourself. I beg you." It's..."

"Ji Yanli! Can you let me go!!" Xi Ye suddenly turned around and shouted, this time his eyes were full of tears, he shouted cathartically, brokenly and hysterically, "I really hate you! Yes I really hate you!!!"

Ji Yanli didn't know what was going on, and was yelled at until tears fell.

He stood there at a loss, until Xi Ye grabbed the vase next to him and threw it towards him, passing through half of the living room, whistling past, hitting his feet with a "bang", splashing light blue tiles! !

Xi Ye shouted, "Can you walk?!"

It was another glass that flew over, and it exploded crisply on the ground!

"What do you want?! What else can you do?!"

The wire of the desk lamp was pulled and thrown over, the lampshade fell to pieces, and the light bulb exploded with a bang!

"Is it so difficult to drive you away?! Can you stop forcing me?!"

Bowls, saucers, basins, cups, teapots, everything that could be picked up, Xi Ye smashed whatever he saw, and it was like a rainstorm rushing towards his face. Ji Yanli instinctively raised his hand to cover his face, only hearing the whistling in his ear The sound of the wind, the sound of heavy objects falling and breaking was deafening, and the fragments of pots and pans exploded from all directions, jumping on his body and legs, with no shelter and no defense.

For a moment, it seemed that the whole world was falling apart, like another unstoppable earthquake, accompanied by Xi Ye's roar, he was so desperate and so angry, he threw everything at Ji Yanli, but in the end he seemed to be cornered The wild beast arched its body and roared meaninglessly intimidatingly.

Ji Yanli walked forward against the debris like a storm, step by step, until he was half a step away from him, and nothing was willing to fall on him from the beginning to the end.

Ji Yanli walked in front of him, raised his hand to touch his face, wiped away the tears on his cheek with his fingertips, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Xi Ye stared at him blankly for a while, his black eyes trembling violently, so many complex expressions flashed across his face, like the fragments of the inner world struggling to leak out.

As if he couldn't hold it anymore, he held Ji Yanli's wrist and knelt down abruptly, his forehead resting on the back of his cold hand, his raised shoulders trembled violently, his chest roared and whimpered like a seriously injured wolf .

He said hoarsely: "Senior, do you know that I have the same dream every day. I dream that you are dead."

Those dreams filled with a strong bloody smell were psychedelic like a forest covered with dense fog. He sometimes saw indescribable huge beasts baring their white fangs and screaming shockingly. Their huge bodies were like mountains in the fog. From time to time, he only saw the white and soft body passing by the ferocious mouth, and he rushed up to fight the monster like crazy until his limbs were paralyzed and exhausted, but he suddenly realized that the monster was himself.

His hands were soaked in sticky blood, he was biting the back of Ji Yanli's neck between his teeth, the sound of the spine breaking in his mouth was like crisp bamboo joints, Ji Yanli's head rolled off his body, his eyes were closed tightly, pale as paper , he hugged his cold body and cried loudly, with tons of blood flowing around him...

Sometimes the scene changed to the living room of his own home, and he went back to the day when Du Jin died. The enraged Xi Chen was taller, stronger and more irresistible than he remembered. Huge thunder rumbled and shook the sky, and blue-white lightning flashed. Flashing ferociously, he rushed forward to fight Xi Chen desperately, but he turned into that thin and young appearance again, no matter how hard he tried, he was still close.

He frantically waved the needle and tried to dig into the back of Xi Chen's neck, but the person under him suddenly turned into Ji Yanli covered in blood. He tried desperately to stop but it was too late, he became bigger and bigger, swelled to The physique of an adult, the sharp needle tube and the hand with blue veins pierced the back of his neck with a blow...

Sometimes it’s the attic on a rainy night, when the falling rain curtain hits the roof like a waterfall, Ji Yanli’s cry can be heard from the closed dusty secret room, he closes his eyes and sees Ji Yanli weeping in front of his eyes, with clear eyes Like an innocent lamb, he opened his eyes and found that it was himself who was being violent.

The moment the lightning flashed through the window, the surroundings seemed to be frozen black and white silent film. He was the person outside the door and the person inside the door. He fell on his back and rolled down the towering stairs. The last thing he saw was his blue face and fangs biting. The cold corpse, he opened his mouth to scream but found the sticky black hair was roughly clutched in his hands and his mouth was full of sweet blood...

Every dream was chasing after him, step by step, pressing closer and closer. He saw Ji Yanli walking towards him like a life-threatening ghost in countless dreams. He killed him a thousand times and ten thousand times in his dreams. Every time he woke up from the dream, it seemed that he was the one who died.

"Senior, you don't understand..." Xi Ye buried his head in sobs, his voice was hoarse, and hot tears rolled down from his drooping eyelids and landed on the back of Ji Yanli's hand.

"I really want you to hate me, but I'm afraid you really hate me."

In his life, he hates compromise, admitting defeat, and facing things that he can't change, but he tried his best, but he couldn't make Ji Yanli take half a step back. Want to yell and want to cry.

Ji Yanli gently hugged his head and pressed it against his chest, just like what Xiye did to him on the school rooftop, he stroked the soft black back of the head, as if coaxing a child having a nightmare, his voice was as soft as Fear scared him: "Xi Ye, you know it's just a dream, you know you won't hurt me, and you know I won't die."

Xi Ye shook his head vigorously, he put his backhand on the marble table, exerted force with his five fingers, and there was a crisp sound, the hard stone was broken off by him like a biscuit, and the crumbs fell to the ground.

He put the cold and rough corner of the stone into Ji Yanli's palm, and clenched his fingers into the stone: "Can your bones be harder than this? What if death is not an accident? What if every result I see is death Woolen cloth?"

Ji Yanli threw away the marble, held his face in his hands, and forced him to look up at himself: "Xi Ye, I know you hate your father, but he has worked hard for you for many years, you have to trust his medicine."

"I don't trust him."

Ji Yanli's gaze followed his evasive gaze: "I not only trust him, I trust you."

"I don't believe in myself."

"Look at me, Xi Ye." Ji Yanli's voice trembled, tears dripped from Hu Po's pupils and fell on Xi Ye's face, his lips trembled slightly, but his voice was still firm and clear.

He waited until Xi Ye looked at him, and he caught those trembling black pupils, as if tightly grasping his scarred soul running away.

……

"You don't have to believe in yourself, you just have to believe in me."