I caught a sea king's fish

Shi Yao turned around.

He smiled at Shi An as usual, and asked from a distance, "What's wrong?"

Shi An frowned almost the moment he saw his smile, and he saw the reluctance in Shi Yao's smile.

Shi An said bluntly: "You are not happy."

Shi Yao smiled wryly and shrugged, "It's okay."

He looked at the person who was still standing there, and coaxed in a soft tone with some helplessness: "Why don't you come?"

Shi An approached with a cold face, staring at Shi Yao without avoiding his eyes. He didn't know what went wrong, but Shi Yao's condition didn't look good at all.

Even when he's laughing.

"Is it because of me?" Shi An keenly noticed that when he said it, the other party's body froze.

He didn't know when he became so emotionally sensitive to others, so the alienation he felt in Shi Yao at the beginning was not an illusion.

"Why?" Shi An asked without thinking.

It was fine before, but the problem occurred in the past two days, so why?

He didn't allow himself to put so much effort into something that ended inexplicably because of the other party's sudden unilateral alienation.

Could it be because he found out that he is the owner of the mansion?

I haven't been out of the house these days at all. If I didn't know that Shi Yao would be here today, he wouldn't be here at all.

That's not this, and why?

Shi An's chest seemed to be blocked, and he stopped again. This time it was more because of leg pain. He is not in a good state now, but the discomfort in his heart has seized the attention of his brain.

Of course, Shi Yao didn't know his actual situation, and thought that he was the one who wanted to compromise himself like the stop before.

This kind of persecution aroused Shi Yao's disgust.

Does the answer matter?

Important because he also wants to know what the answer is.

Keeping a distance is the solution he wrote down, but it is not the answer, but more like a temporary compromise after racking his brains, he has no choice.

Shi An's reaction was actually normal, but the original force of the "why" language tightened Shi Yao's nerves that had been tense recently.

Not broken yet, but vibrating already.

His unbroken rationality made him shut his mouth tightly, because anger would bring burning flames to his words, and he didn't want to make it so embarrassing.

I don't want to lose control, and I don't want everything to be pushed to the extreme by him.

Because he knows that the incident is not separated, he will go back to sleep today, and he will have to face it tomorrow, just like, it is not possible to avoid harassment by moving, he can still see someone looking for that house.

The living room was full of people, Shi An silently confronted them.

"Master." Butler Rong looked at the person in front of him with a headache.

"I'm going." Shi An emphasized again.

Yesterday, Shi Yao's sudden departure without saying a word made him feel a big sigh of relief in his heart. He felt Shi Yao's low pressure, just like last time.

Of course Shi Yao can get angry, and he can also lose his temper at himself, but he can't deal with it in such a self-righteous and cold manner. If it is his own problem, he has the right to know the reason.

Maybe it was because he was so angry that Shi An didn't notice the protest of his body for a while, and he walked back to the car seemingly unharmed by his will, and then passed out directly.

After a night of treatment, Shi An woke up slowly at 4:[-] in the morning. In fact, waking up proved that there was nothing wrong this time, but according to the usual conservative treatment, he would need to lie in bed for another day.

But not today.

The anger in my heart did not dissipate because of being forced to stop thinking overnight, but it became stronger and stronger because of being suppressed by reason.

From childhood to adulthood, the number of times Shi'an has been angered by others is one of the few, and it is often resolved by others on their own initiative. He has never encountered such a series of rebuffs by himself.

It's really, really infuriating!

Thinking about it this way, he didn't know why he was suddenly looked at last time, and he forgot to pursue the messy things.

This time, you must ask carefully, and then decide whether to stop the loss in time.

Shi Yao did bring him joy, and it is undeniable that although he, like his family members, treated himself as a patient, he was not so cautious and did not directly block some of his thoughts in the name of his own health , and even put myself in the perspective of a normal person to communicate and think.

He will call himself to help push the wheelchair; he will slow down and add clothes to himself when he is uncomfortable and unable to keep up, instead of letting himself go back to have a good rest; he also knew the reason for the sudden closing of the office door yesterday on the post bar this morning the...

Although he felt that the so-called knocking in the post bar was very strange, but he did see a lot of interactions between himself and Shi Yao with pictures, his carefulness, and the corners of his mouth frequently raised.

But if the price of these is to endure the other party's cold violence from time to time, Shi An feels that it is good to stay alone.

It's too irritating to come here all of a sudden, and what's even more irritating is that I always seem to forgive inexplicably, just because of his warm smile or a word of concern.

My reaction of picking it up high and putting it down gently is very aggrieved, obviously I was genuinely angry before.

"few--"

"You can't leave me on the hospital bed every time." Shi An interrupted what Butler Rong was about to say.

Shi An suddenly discovered that he had never surrendered completely, but that he had never had the opportunity to resist. His frailty made him constantly compromise in life, study and other aspects since he was a child, and his purpose was just to survive.

But the price of living is to be tied to the hospital bed forever. No matter where you go, there will be a team of doctors doing rescue work at any time, and the smell of disinfectant on your body will never go away and become strong again.

The sunlight I feel is weakened by the thick glass first; the breeze that is caressed is the focus of blocking objects; all ordinary and ordinary attempts are all within reach, but I am trapped in a tall building. The pulse was tied by the infusion tube.

Where is the meaning of living?

Shi An only felt that his heart was going through a storm, trembling fiercely. Throwing out this idea was equivalent to the 17 years before him, no, not only himself, but also his parents, grandma, those who really cared All the efforts of one's own people are judged in vain.

He knew that he might be a bit of a dead end, his breathing continued to increase, and the doctors who were still wearing sterile gloves were staring at his reaction, and sweat began to form on their foreheads.

A voice spread in his mind, and it said lazily and disdainfully: Be obedient, aren't the results all the same?Whether to go or not, you will eventually fall back to the hospital bed, why make things difficult for yourself?

"Just treat me as a pointless rivalry." Shi An murmured.

"What, what?" The butler Rong asked, frowning.

Shi An smiled at everyone, the sweat on his forehead rolled down his cheeks, and he said softly: "We are going to be late for the exam, let's go."

Everyone was stunned, looking at Shi An's smile for a long time and didn't come back to their senses, how long has it been?

How long has it been since he smiled with his eyebrows completely bent?

The doctors who have been following him from abroad didn't even realize it. They searched through the memories in their minds, and found absurdly that there was no moment in their minds about the child's smile. Or it doesn't hurt, it's all the same.

Now his tone is normal, like an ordinary student who is about to take an exam, talking to the people around him, and there is no trace of arguing emotions.

Butler Rong was the first to recover. He came here with Shi An when he returned to China this time. Moreover, it was not the first time he saw his young master's expression like this.

When I happened to be there before, I saw it several times. I didn't show my teeth, but I also frowned, but it was always when I was with that dead boy.

Now the young master is so persistent, nine out of ten is because of that damn boy, I heard from the driver that he gave me a bad face yesterday.

You can't get angry in front of the young master, but the coat has already been swung by the garbage disposal truck to nowhere.

"Huh?" Shi An looked at the crowd and asked, although he was very powerless, but without their consent, he could only be obedient, just like every time before——

obedient.

The voice in his head became louder and louder, as if it had magical powers, maybe it was the same as the siren, otherwise why did Shi An feel that he was about to say the word "forget it."

"I'll bring someone to follow. If something happens, hit the 1 button?" A doctor said, ignoring the disapproving eyes of others, and said to Shi'an.

Shi An remembered him, he had some kinship with his uncle's team, and he was assigned to this team when he was very young.

......

Shi An came late, and passed by Shi Yao's examination room when he left.

His cropped head really stands out.

Shi An and the man who was staring out of the window in a daze met their eyes, and then apatheticly withdrew their eyes, as if the two had never met each other.

The moment Shi Yao saw Shi An, his body was a little stiff. After he turned to leave yesterday, he saw the car that Shi An's family suddenly sped out and quickly disappeared into the traffic. The instinctive consciousness in Shi Yao's mind was Shi An's Passed out.

This conjecture raised the battle between reason and emotion that was already raging in his mind to another level.

Facts have proved that it was correct to shut up in time yesterday, because Shi Yao, who woke up from a sleepless night, realized his rudeness and inexplicability yesterday under the winner--under the rational analysis.

In yesterday's matter, no matter who it was, their actions were very poor. Fortunately, they stopped the loss in time, but that's all.

Facing Guru An's cold eyes that were even more unfamiliar than when they first met, Shi Yao's heart throbbed fiercely, but it was more than that. There is not much difference in the eyes of casually glanced at the trash can.

This should be the result I want, but why does my heart hurt?