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"Depressed, it's impossible for us."

Lin Xing stroked Shen Yu's cheeks with his fingers a few times, feeling Shen Yu's still hot temperature, he pushed him lightly, "Shen Yu, heal your illness, and I will take you to a place."

Shen Yu nestled between his necks, whispering softly: "Little Toffee, don't go."

Melancholy fell asleep, Lin Xing did not move.

He was lying on the cold floor with hot depression in his arms.

As time passed, Lin Xing also felt a little sleepy, so he simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He wasn't dreaming of anyone, just a pure void that seemed to be waiting for him to fill.

Depressed fever, severe fever, and it gets better soon.

On the third day after Lin Xing took care of him, he had already improved significantly.

"Shen Yu, you don't go to the hospital and you don't have a family doctor, how are you getting better?"

Shen Yu had just taken the medicine, and there was still a slight bitter taste in his mouth. He took out a bag of white rabbit toffee from the first drawer of the bedside table, peeled one for Lin Xing, and ate one by himself.

His voice is not as hoarse as it was a few days ago, "I haven't been sick much."

Lin Xing was a little surprised, and there was a milky smell when he spoke.

"What about when you were sick?"

"Sleep for two days and you'll be fine."

With a gloomy tone, he is no longer irrational like he was burned by the high temperature a few days ago.

Lin Xing tested the temperature on Shen Yu's forehead with his cold palm, and said with a smile: "The temperature is not that high today."

Sullenly and dazedly, he glanced at Lin Xing's palm.His right hand was raised naturally, and he touched his forehead. "Um."

Lin Xing is still used to being taciturn and melancholy, they would chat a few words from time to time, and most of the time they were doing their own things in silence.

Depressed for a day, apart from taking medicine and porridge, Lin Xing sat on the sofa in his room and endlessly checked the dynamics of Moments.

He can often see the songs shared by Lou Yuan, and if he is interested, he will click in and listen to the singles on a loop for a day.

Shen Yu didn't ask what he was doing, he intentionally narrowed the distance between him and Lin Xing.

I don't know if I'm desperate or what.

Lin Xing clicked into the playlist that Lou Yuan shared today, chose a random song, and took a nap on the sofa.

The phone rang a few times, and it was a few WeChat messages.

Dead End: Interested in talking?

"":when?

Dead End: Now.

Lin Xing didn't seem to expect Si Yan to chat with him.But thinking about it left and right, the only connection between them is depression.So his purpose is actually clear at a glance.

"":what you want to say?

Dead end: Depression, the past three years have been very bad, it can be said to be terrible.

Dead End: I had a fight with him because of you.Do you also think that he is sick, that he is an addiction when he is gay.

Dead End: There's no point in telling you this.Depression is one of the few friends I have, and I don't want to see him go from bad to worse.

Dead End: So, little boyfriend, if you really want to let him go, you might as well let him go completely.Why do you have to go to his side?

Dead End: Let him be disheartened.It's better to be sad for a while than to be hanged by you for a lifetime.

Lin Xing stared at the black words in the white frame on the screen, and Si Yan mercilessly pierced his thoughts.

He was really lucky, thinking that if one day he could clear up his previous suspicions, that depression would still be with him.

Now his filthy mood has been shattered by Si Yan's words, he can only choose between cutting the mess with a sharp knife and giving it a go.

He originally thought well, he would take Shen Yu to his grandma's cemetery, and he would say to Shen Yu, "Your mother made my grandma leave me forever, I can't be with you indifferently."

At that point, depression will fall into his choice, and if he chooses to leave him, he will have a place in his heart.

If they choose to continue to spend by his side, they may get back together one day.

But now he can't do that.

He couldn't rely on depression to love him, and spend the depression life on himself.

He will frankly tell Shen Yu the truth about his departure, and also tell him his exact choice.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when Shen Yu woke up.

Lin Xing was sitting on the sofa flipping through a magazine he took from the depressed desk.

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are gentle, it is the calmest look of Lin Xing that Shen Yu has seen these days.

Lin Xing raised his eyes to meet Shen Yu's gaze, he chuckled lightly, "Shen Yu, I want to tell you something."

Nodding gloomyly, Lin Xing continued: "It's about why I broke up with you."

Seeing the gloomy expression that froze for a moment, Lin Xing felt endless bitterness in his heart.

"Three years ago, I met my parents in the supermarket."

"I confessed my relationship with you to them, and they refused to accept it."

With gloomy eyes, he didn't expect Lin Xing to abandon him because of his irresponsible parents.He gripped the quilt tightly with his fingers, his fingertips turned white.

"I have no relationship with them, and I don't care if they accept that I'm gay."

Shen Yu's eyes brightened a little, and he looked at Lin Xing with too many complicated emotions in his eyes.

"It's normal for you to wonder why I broke up with you."

"Remember my grandma who raised me?"

Sullen and unclear, he said, "Remember."

He remembered everything Lin Xing told him clearly.

Those things have also become his comfort day and night in the past three years.

"Well. Do you know how she died?"

Staring at him gloomy and confused, Lin Xing's eyes bent downward, "It was your mother who ran away in an accident."

Shen Yu's pupils shrank, and he sat motionless on the bed.

Depression did not give him a chance to breathe, he asked coldly: "So, do you think I will be with you?"

"Depressed, you can live a normal life. You can marry a wife and have children, which is what you should have."

Lin Xing chattered endlessly, he didn't show mercy this time, the only thing he had to do was to let Shen Yu stop his wishful thinking about him.

"Me too. I've always wanted to marry a wife and have children. My future will have a beautiful girlfriend, lovely children, a happy family, and a successful career, but without you."

Seeing that Shen Yu's face was getting paler and paler, he still said: "This is something you can't give me. Can you give me a child? Can you give me a happy family? You really think we won't be on the same path as Bai Cheng and Xia Lixin way?"

Shen Yu wanted to say "no", but Lin Xing didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Depressed, you will bring me pressure and distress. After breaking up, I know clearly that we are not suitable. Stop being persistent, I will not get back with you."

His gloomy eyes were filled with sorrow, he hesitated to speak, and lowered his head abruptly.

Lin Xing took the packaging bag of the white rabbit toffee in his hand, and he laughed and said, "Depression, the shelf life of the white rabbit toffee is only one year, and you have spent three years with me."