On how to throw down the subject

Han Chaoyang stared blankly at the lunch box that was pushed in. The lunch box blocked the incoming light. He limped over, glanced at the lunch box that seemed to be full of delicacies, and then pushed it into the side.

The light was unobstructed and swaggered in, and Han Chaoyang was relieved. He had no appetite, but just greedily looked at the light, wishing to be with it all day long.

Han Chaoyang stretched out his hand, the sun shone on his hand, and the shadow of his hand was reflected on the ground. His hand was slightly bent, as if he wanted to hold the light in his hand.But he knows that the light cannot be kept, and when the sun goes down, he will be in the darkness again.

No, he's in the dark right now.Han Chaoyang looked around. There were very few things to see around him. He sighed. What is the difference between this and the night?

After experiencing the darkness all night, Han Chaoyang hardly dared to sleep. He kept staring at the entrance of the cave, expecting the arrival of the light in his heart.

It was the first time he didn't sleep all night, and it was also the first time he knew that the night was so long, so long that he almost thought that the light would never come again.

But fortunately, the sun came as promised.

Han Chaoyang grinned, "It's fine when it's dawn, it's fine when it's dawn."It took a while for Han Chaoyang to feel hungry. He opened the lunch box and started to eat expressionlessly, but he still didn't have much to eat, so he couldn't eat any more.

He doesn't seem to have much appetite these two days, also, in this case, it's no wonder he can eat.

Brother, brother, why don't you come?This is the first... huh?Han Chaoyang scratched his head in confusion, how many days has he been locked up here?

three days?five days?Or seven days?

Han Chaoyang shook his head, thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure out what day it was.What day is it?He thought about it for a while, and decided not to think about it.

Anyway... It must have been many days!

Han Chaoyang rested his chin on his knees, thinking anxiously: Why hasn't my brother come to rescue him yet?Is it because the place is out of the way?Or is it because the company is too busy?

But no matter how busy he is, in my brother's heart, he is still the most important, right?right?

In this way, Han Chaoyang passed like this for a few more days. At first, he could comfort himself that he would be rescued soon, but after several days, no one came to rescue him.

He seemed to be on a small island isolated from the world, and he was like a worn-out commodity that no one cared about.

Han Zhaoyang began to be unable to sleep all night long. He was looking forward to the rising of the sun all night. He even found that when he closed his eyes, there was a voice in his heart telling him: It's almost dawn, so don't fall asleep. ;Dawn is coming soon... He was looking forward to the dawn, looking forward to it, and he was almost dazed.

Soon, he couldn't even eat anymore. He obviously felt hungry, and the food delivered was delicious, but he felt full after eating a few mouthfuls, and then he put the lunch box aside and stopped eating. .

Loneliness, darkness, and fear have been haunting him like a devil, like a shadow.

In order to pass the time, he began to talk to himself and began to sing, but he even forgot the words while singing.

Soon, he forgot about singing and talking, and he started walking around the warehouse, like a small animal in a cage, lonely and pitiful.

Not long after, he suddenly yelled hoarsely, as if he saw something terrible, waved his hands indiscriminately, and said something in his mouth, "Don't come here! Don't come here!!"

Han Chaoyang ran back and forth, as if he was afraid that something would chase him, and shouted for help while running.

After a while, Han Chaoyang was tired, he sat on the ground panting, his ears were buzzing, his eyes were blurry, he blinked hard, and passed out.

Although the warehouse has sound insulation effect, Han Chaoyang's shouting is really too loud, like a howling little beast.These movements were heard by Han Zhaoxu, who had been guarding outside the warehouse. He put his ears on it worriedly, and listened carefully to the movements inside.

After a while, Han Chaoyang seemed to have fallen asleep from exhaustion, and there was no sound inside.Han Zhaoxu frowned, hesitated for a while, and finally broke into the door.

He wanted to use this to force Han Chaoyang to rely on him more and care about him more, but Jason was right, he had to be careful.Because Han Chaoyang is a person, a living person.

Han Zhaoxu opened the door, and the sight in front of him surprised him: the warehouse was in a mess, the meals he made for Han Chaoyang were scattered all over the floor, flies were flying on it, some even had maggots, exuding a rancid smell.

As soon as he approached, a stench came towards him. Han Zhaoxu held his breath and began to look for traces of Han Chaoyang. Finally, he found the unconscious Han Chaoyang in a corner of the warehouse.

Han Chaoyang looked very miserable. The first thing Han Zhaoxu saw was his clothes, which were dirty and smelly, and there were many unknown stains. His hair was messed up, and there were some dirty things in it.

His knee seemed to be injured, probably because he didn't treat it in time, the wound was already bleeding, and the yellow, green and green pus came out, which looked very disgusting.

When Han Zhaoxu approached, he saw that Han Chaoyang's face was also dirty, as if he had rolled on the ground.Han Chaoyang pursed his lips and muttered something from time to time, his facial features were also wrinkled into a ball, looking very aggrieved.

Looking at Han Chaoyang like this, Han Zhaoxu first smiled, and then his heart ached.If it was in the past, where would his Xiaoyang live such a life?

He took Han Chaoyang home calmly, carefully cleaned his body, then gently wrapped him in a towel and put him on the bed.His Xiaoyang loves being clean the most, and when he wakes up, he must hope that he is also clean.

Han Zhaoxu stood by the bed, and pressed a kiss on his forehead in distress. He carefully looked at Han Chaoyang's face and found that he had lost a lot of weight.

Originally, there was some baby fat on his face, which looked cute, but now, the baby fat on his face was gone, replaced by a pointed chin.His face was not as rosy as before, but sickly pale.

Han Chaoyang's body was also tense. Originally, his belly was fleshy and comfortable to hold, but now, his lower abdomen became flat, even slightly sunken downwards.His ribs are also almost visible and feel like he's touching the bones.

How can you be so thin?Obviously the food he sent over was very rich!

Han Zhaoxu sighed when he thought of the scattered meals outside the warehouse.Needless to say, most of the food was left on the floor by Han Chaoyang, I'm afraid he ate very little in his mouth, no wonder he was so skinny.

He must take good care of Xiaoyang's body, um... what should I do for him?

But he seems to have heard people say that people who haven't eaten well for a long time can't eat too much at once, because the stomach is not easy to digest, um, it seems that they can't eat too greasy...

Han Zhaoxu thought for a while, selected a few vegetables in front of the refrigerator, took them to the kitchen, and started cooking.

It's just that he just put the vegetables on the chopping board, and before he started cutting the vegetables, he heard Han Chaoyang's exclamation from the bedroom.

"Ah - don't come here! You go!"

Han Zhaoxu put down the things in his hands and strode towards the bedroom. He opened the door of the bedroom and saw Han Chaoyang huddled in a ball, trembling under the quilt with a terrified look.

He hurried over and pulled Han Chaoyang out of the quilt. Han Chaoyang trembled even more violently.

"No...don't touch me...don't touch me..."

Han Zhaoxu grasped Han Chaoyang's hand accurately, and said softly, "Xiaoyang, don't be afraid, you're just having a nightmare, don't be afraid."

Han Chaoyang struggled in fear, and looked at him in horror: "Go away! You want to kill me! You all want to kill me! Get out!"

He hadn't eaten properly for several days. He didn't know where the strength came from, but he broke free from Han Zhaoxu's hand, jumped up like a cat with fried hair, buried himself in the quilt, and whispered: "You can't see me...you can't see me..."

Han Zhaoxu thought he was having a nightmare, and he was still immersed in the nightmare, so he forced Han Chaoyang into his arms and comforted him softly.

"It's all over... Xiaoyang, don't be afraid, there is a brother here, don't be afraid..."

Perhaps because he heard a familiar voice, Han Chaoyang gradually calmed down and stopped shouting, but his body was still shaking.

After a while, Han Chaoyang became silent. Han Zhaoxu carefully pulled the quilt away, revealing Han Chaoyang's face, heaved a sigh of relief, it turned out that he had fallen asleep.

Han Zhaoxu laid him flat on the bed, and stretched out his hands to brush his hair. Han Zhaoyang's face was a little rosy because of the struggle and sullenness just now, and Han Zhaoxu's lips bent, and he kissed his lips.

He had wanted to do this a long time ago, and the taste was really...very sweet.

Looking at Han Chaoyang's peaceful sleeping face, Han Zhaoxu couldn't help kissing him again, as if he had done nothing, he pulled the quilt for him in a serious manner, turned around and walked out of the room gently.

Han Chaoyang woke up again after not sleeping for a long time. He heard the ticking of the clock, and saw the familiar decorations in front of him. He looked at the room in a daze, and didn't react for a while.

Is he... dreaming again?Han Chaoyang shrank back in fear, his eyes were full of horror, he had a terrible and long dream.In the dream, someone was holding a knife and chasing him with a grinning smile. The man's face was covered with hideous scars, his eyes were full of malice, and his mouth was still saying ugly words.

He kept running forward and running, and when he met other people, he shouted for help, but those people flinched when they saw the man with the scar behind him, and no one dared to save him.

He had no choice but to keep running forward, but he tripped over a stone and couldn't get up for a long time.

Seeing that he fell down, the man with the scar squatted beside him and grabbed his arm. He shouted desperately, "Don't touch me, don't touch me", but the man with the scar still put his disgusting hands on him , and wandered on his body, talking nonsense.

At this critical moment... the man with the scar turned into another man, that man seemed a little familiar, who was it?

While he was in a daze, Han Zhaoxu pushed the door in with the food. Han Chaoyang stared blankly and couldn't believe his eyes.

Is the person smiling at me against the light, my brother?

With just one glance, it seems like thousands of years have passed.