prisoner of love

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We can live for love or we can live for hate.

Being alive seems to be able to breed thousands of invisible hopes.

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After Li Yanqi finished his meal, the man in the suit told him that he could be discharged from the hospital.He subconsciously shook his head and refused, "I want to observe for another two days, and I don't want to leave the hospital so early..."

The men in suits glanced at each other, and No. [-] spoke earnestly: "The discharge procedure has been completed, and the doctor said that you can be discharged. Going home to recuperate is better than staying in the hospital."

Li Yanqi lowered his eyes and rubbed the snow-white quilt back and forth with his fingers. He was going to live in the Longtan Tiger's Den after he was discharged from the hospital, and he was resisting it all over his body.If I had known that I would not eat or hang water, it would be better to lie in the hospital than to go to his house.

After a stalemate for a few minutes, he had no choice but to take the clothes prepared by the bodyguards, put them on slowly, and then slowly put on the shoes. In short, if he could dawdle for a minute, it was 1 minute. The two men in suits did not dare to rush, and silently Standing outside the door waiting for him.

Until he stood at Zhou Song's house, the man in the suit arranged everything and said goodbye to him: "Mr. Li, all your things have been arranged for you, and the clothes are put in the same closet as Mr. Zhou's. The room next to the study is a study reserved for you by Mr. Zhou. Computers and books are stored in it. Fresh fruits and vegetables are also prepared in the kitchen. If you are hungry, you can do it yourself. Of course, you can ask us to do it. Same. Excuse me, is there anything else you need us to do for you?"

Li Yanqi was in a daze, all this made him feel extremely strange and resisted, he shook his head, and said in a low voice: "No need, you guys go."

"Okay, then you have a good rest." The man in the suit bowed respectfully to him, and then left.

Li Yanqi stood quietly in the middle of the living room until his legs were numb and the soles of his feet seemed to be eaten by thousands of ants. Then he slowly moved to the sofa and sat down. Pushing open the bedroom door, walking to the huge wardrobe, hesitantly opened the door, and his several sets of clothes were neatly hung in a separate shelf, next to Zhou Song's expensive clothes.Out of place, like the two masters of the clothes.

He was about to close the closet when he saw a whole grid of new clothes next to the old ones, which didn't seem to be Zhou Song's size, so they could only be for himself, from lining to jacket, casual clothes to formal clothes , and a new row of underwear, ties of various colors, shoes and socks, everything is available.

Li Yanqi couldn't help but think that this person must have been prepared long ago, and he pretended to go back with him to pick up his things. How uneasy and kind-hearted, it really is He De and He Neng, I, Li Yanqi, can be taken care of by you!

He slammed the door of the cupboard with a "snap", turned and walked out of the bedroom, and locked himself in Zhou Song's study room specially reserved for him.

On the desk, next to his old notebook, there was a brand new notebook. When he saw the logo, Li Yanqi couldn't help but widen his eyes. At this moment, for a person who takes computers as his livelihood, almost no one Can resist the allure of that laptop.

He walked over to pick up the thin and light fuselage, and rubbed it for a while, maybe he could never buy it in his life, even if he had money, he couldn't grab it.

He turned on the machine carefully, wanting to see this dream thing, while waiting for the machine to turn on, he told himself: I just want to see, I have no other ideas.

When Li Yanqi turned off the phone, an hour had passed. After noticing the time, he couldn't help feeling a little hot in his ears. He was obviously just looking out of curiosity, and accidentally...

In the end, he had to wake himself up with the cruel reality: this was bought by Zhou Song, he couldn't have it, and he didn't want it.

Although, I really like it and want to own one, but that person bought it.

Thinking, he packed it up and put it back in place, as if it had never been touched.

After doing all this, in order not to let himself think about it, he planned to turn on his old buddy who had followed him for five years, and write a program design to be handed in next week, when the phone rang suddenly.

It was still the same string of numbers, without notes, but he knew who the other party was at a glance.

Picking up the phone, Zhou Song asked on the other end, "Are they all settled?"

"En." Li Yanqi said.

"I'll be back in an hour, you cook and wait for me." Zhou Song said again.

Without even thinking about it, Li Yanqi blurted out: "I don't know how to cook."

There was silence on the phone for a while before Zhou Song's voice rang again: "Then learn." After speaking, the phone hung up.

Li Yanqi took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and went to the kitchen.

The scrape on his hand still hurt a bit after being touched by cold water, and there was a large area around the needle eye, which was still a little swollen. He didn't care about these, he only had an hour.

When cutting vegetables with a kitchen knife, the suppressed emotions suddenly reappeared. Li Yanqi couldn’t cut vegetables evenly because of the knife and I was fish. His fingers were trembling. What happened in the morning was like a movie, back and forth Playing in my head.

Thinking of Zhou Song recording the video and sending it to Fang Jing, his stomach became sour again, and the uncontrollable nausea climbed up again, gnawing at him like tarsal maggots.

He threw the kitchen knife, leaned over and vomited in the vegetable sink, he thought how much he had never met Zhou Song, never stepped into Zhou's door, he hated, but he had no power to resist, he Run away, but can't escape Zhou Song's palm, he can't beat Zhou Song, can't scold Zhou Song, he is a wimp.

His eyes were red, and he dug his throat with his fingers, wishing to vomit out his stomach, he hated himself deeply.

Why don't we exist in this world? He straightened up and rinsed his mouth, then took back the kitchen knife that had been thrown aside. With a light cut, everything can be over.

Li Yanqi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear, and the whole world was very quiet.

The knife was very sharp, as soon as the edge of the knife fell on the skin, the skin opened its mouth impatiently. Just as the hand was about to exert force, the mobile phone in the trouser pocket suddenly screamed.

Li Yanqi woke up suddenly. When facing death, no one is not afraid. He held the phone in his palm. Because of the trembling, he couldn't even answer the phone. A cold sweat ran down his face, as if to comfort him and tell him not to be afraid. .

"Grandma..." Li Yanqi answered the phone with a trembling voice.

Author's gossip: I wonder if the system will swallow comments?And Weibo is also swallowed...how on earth will the uncut version be shown to you? (sit down and cry)