Muhan Shuangcheng

"Can't I come?" Lin Qingyue asked back.Zhang Linming's eyelids were half downcast, and he didn't make a sound. His throat was really hurting badly. He's already here, so why are you still trying to figure out why he came?

"You left without saying goodbye that day. Your illness was not cured, and your...injuries were not healed. I was worried about you..." When Zhang Linming heard about the injuries on his body, there was a faint burning pain somewhere behind him, and his face turned even redder.Lin Qingyue couldn't wait for Zhang Linming's answer, so she continued on her own, "Seeing you like this, it seems to be getting worse. Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever again? Oh, it's really hot..." She stretched out her hand on Zhang Linming's forehead I checked my left and right faces, and compared my own temperature, it was a lot hotter.

"Do you still feel uncomfortable? Do you still have pain behind you?" He said, stretching out his hand to lift the quilt, wanting to touch Zhang Linming's body.

Zhang Linming was in a hurry, and coughed like a broken bellows again, his face was flushed, and he held Lin Qingyue's hand weakly with both hands, because he really didn't have any extra strength in his body, even if Lin Qingyue held him down now. Once it happened, he was completely powerless to resist.

"Cough...I...it's okay...cough cough..." Coughing so hard, his face was flushed, it seemed that he could roll his eyes in the next moment, and fainted.

"Come, come, don't get excited, don't get excited..." Lin Qingyue put Zhang Linming around and let him lean in her arms, while he helped Zhang Linming calm down.

Zhang Linming coughed and hurt all over his body, especially somewhere behind his back. After finally recovering from it, he realized that he was leaning against Lin Qingyue's arms, and the fabric on his cheek was weird, slightly Moved away, saw a mass of blood that had dried up, blood?Looking up, there was also a dried blood stain on his chin.

He wanted to get out of Lin Qingyue's arms, but Lin Qingyue's arms were tightly hugged, and he was powerless to break free, so he could only ask in a loud voice, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Lin Qingyue looked down at Zhang Linming with some doubts, "What's wrong with you instead? Why is your voice so loud?"

"Bloodstains." Zhang Linming put his finger on Lin Qingyue's chin, "You are out of breath, cough cough...who hurt you?" Internal injuries must have been beaten by someone.

"I'm fine, it's just that Han slapped me, and my heart feels a little stuffy." Lin Qingyue noticed that Zhang Linming's eyes flickered when he heard Mu Han's name, and then returned to grayness.

Was it cold?It seems that Han knows, what will he think of himself?Do you feel humble and dirty?The flushed face turned into ashes, and my heart suddenly became cold, and the whole person was lifeless and lifeless.

Lin Qingyue was a little panicked, a little anxious, and distressed. All kinds of emotions came up, and her eyes turned red all at once, "Don't be like this, do you know that seeing you like this hurts me more than being hurt by Han."

"Are your eyes really that small? Is your heart really that small? There are so many people in the world, many of whom are better than him, can you only see him? Your heart can only pretend Can you let him go?"

"Zhang Linming, look at me, look at me, I'm not worse than him, I'm not worse than him, I'm more cheerful than him, I'm more sunny than him, he's cold all day long, what's so good about him? "

"Do you know what you look like now? You look like the sky is falling, and you are dying. Zhang Linming, let me tell you, the sky, it won't fall, and even if it does, I, Lin Qingyue, will help you on."

"I know that day I shouldn't take you drunk and hug you. To be honest, before that, I always thought I liked pretty girls, but when you were drunk and saw you drunk, I just realized that apart from your gentle appearance, you also have such a lovely, unknown side, at that moment, my heart was pounding, I don't want others to see this side of you, I think you belong to me only. "

"I never thought that I would fall in love with a man one day, but on that day, I found that if the other party was you, it seemed that this matter would not be so difficult for me to accept, because it was you, so I recognized... ..."

All the unfinished words disappeared between the lips. Zhang Linming covered Lin Qingyue's mouth that kept opening and closing with his hands, and there was a trace of emotion in his expression. He had been chasing Mu Han's footsteps, watching Mu Han For so many years, he has never looked back at himself, even if he looks back, he can see himself full of affection in his eyes, but he has never.

He has been chasing and never responding. He is also very tired. It is not that he has never thought of giving up, but he is always unwilling and always expecting. Maybe in the next moment, he will see it. He always comforts himself that he will always have witnessed.But now he has someone who can accompany him, but what about himself?Do you want to continue chasing like this?

The person who has been chasing is suddenly being chased, loved, and wanted to be cherished by others. For him who is exhausted physically and mentally, it is like walking in the desert for a long time, and suddenly there is a spring of oasis in the oasis. , Regarding Lin Qingyue's confession, she who has always longed to be loved, it is a lie to say that she is not moved.

But for so many years, he has long been used to chasing and loving that person. Will he still have the ability to love others?Can he stop the involuntary pursuit?

"I..." The chapped lips parted, and the painful vocal cords tried to squeeze out a hoarse syllable.

"No, I beg you, don't answer me in a hurry," Lin Qingyue pressed her dry lips in a panic, "Ming," she made a statement, calling out affectionately, as if it had been twisted and twisted a thousand times, entangled in the There was a trace of tenderness in Zhang Linming's heart full of wounds.

"Don't answer me in a hurry, all hasty answers are not the true thoughts in your heart, promise me, think about it, for you, for me, okay?"

Looking at the blood stains on Lin Qingyue's chin with gray eyes, the reddish eye sockets, and the clear words in his mouth, but his face was full of anxiety. Zhang Linming motioned him to let go, and rolled out a muffled sound from his sore throat. The "um".