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Mo Ziyao knew that Zhao Haiyang must be working again. He never quit his job, and Wu Ruisen allowed him to ask for leave. He watched him do those experiments and research all day, and sometimes wanted to chat with him, but he just kept silent. She looked at him quietly without responding, so he could only swallow the words back.

Except for some daily greetings, Zhao Haiyang doesn't want to talk to him now, he can tell.

On the tenth day, Mo Ziyao and Zhao Haiyang sat together for dinner, he was finally able to eat food with a little taste, today it was Chinese yam pork rib soup, the layer of oil on the pork rib soup had been skimmed off, and it was scorched. Shrimp, fried shredded pork with asparagus and braised beef slices. He noticed that Haiyang prefers braised beef slices, and he ate a lot. He was afraid that Haiyang would eat too much meat at once, which would be bad for his stomach. After a few words of persuasion, Haiyang ignored him. He, he had to shut up, and what he does most often now is to shut up.

Haiyang can't take a bath by himself, he can only wipe his body. Now he is doing this job. When Zhao Haiyang was sitting in the bathroom, he was holding a wet towel to help him wipe his body. In fact, he didn't have any charming thoughts, because now Hai Yang looks very weak. He used to be thin and thin, but he still has a bit of flesh. Now his body is almost gone, and a row of bones has been thinned out on his chest.

He wiped very gently, and occasionally dipped a towel in hot water, probably because they were very close, and their breaths were intertwined, so Haiyang didn't open his eyes, probably because he didn't want to see him.

"Okay, I'll get dressed for you."

Haiyang is wearing a hospital gown, which is similar to a bathrobe, and only needs to be tied with a belt.

When going to bed at night, Mo Ziyao and Hai Yang were lying on the same bed, and he didn't need an infusion tonight.

So he can sleep in the same bed with him, and he feels so at ease when he holds him, except that when he wants to kiss the cheek, Hae-young avoids it.

"Haiyang..."

"Don't kiss me, don't kiss me, don't touch me, that's as much as I can tolerate."

He wants to draw a line with him, he can't let him draw a line, he finally understands where his heart is, how can he let him draw a line, now he hasn't recovered, so he didn't argue with him .

At night, Mo Ziyao was woken up several times because Haiyang coughed, and he woke up when he coughed. He had no choice but to pat his back.

The symptoms of cough lasted for a few days before getting better slightly.

……

The matter is still being investigated, but fortunately Haiyang can finally be discharged from the hospital. He said he doesn't like the smell of the hospital.

So when the doctor said he could leave the hospital, Hai Yang wanted to leave the hospital without hesitation, but he also went back to the apartment after he was discharged. In fact, it didn't make any difference to Mo Ziyao, but Hai Yang insisted, and he agreed.

After living in the hospital for forty days, Haiyang finally got better and he didn't look so weak. The next step is to gain weight again.

Another night, Mo Ziyao put his arms around Hai Yang, but he avoided him when he wanted to kiss his ear.

"Haiyang, are you hiding from me? Why?"

There was no reply.

"Don't hide from me, okay? I love you, and you love me too. Why do you hide from me?"

"I do not love you."

Mo Ziyao took a breath and stared at Zhao Haiyang's face. He has been like this recently, indifferent and heartless, like a person whose soul has been taken out. Only when he is facing work, there is a little light in his eyes, "No, you love me, You love me, I know, you love me, Haiyang, I love you too, I'm serious, I really love you now, I will only love you in the future, there is no one else, only you."

"I don't love you anymore, whether you love me or not has nothing to do with me."

"Why has nothing to do with you, the person I love is you, Zhao Haiyang, you can't do this, you can't let me fall in love with you and then you leave me alone, it's not fair to me."

"What is fairness?"

He grabbed Zhao Haiyang's hand and begged: "Haiyang, don't make trouble, we are fine, we love each other, we will get better and better, you can't help loving me, I know you are lying, you love me I know, I know, I know."

"If you want to deceive yourself, I can't help it. Mo Ziyao, I really don't love you anymore. I think everything you do now will only make me feel sick."

"Disgusting?" Mo Ziyao didn't expect Zhao Haiyang to say this, did he make him sick?

"Why did I make you sick, Zhao Haiyang, you can't do this, you can't let me fall in love with you and then you walk away, I know I did something wrong, I will change it, I will love you well in the future, you Trust me, you trust me, okay?"

"Mo Ziyao, I don't need your love anymore, I need you to stay away from me now, otherwise I will feel sick every day, I feel sick when I see you, I still want to live, if you stay away from me, Don't come to me, I think I will live better and my disease will heal faster."

Mo Ziyao stared at Zhao Haiyang's face, his face was so close under the light but so strange and ruthless, he still held his hand, "I don't care if you need it, Zhao Haiyang, I can't let you go, don't even think about it Leave me, I will hold you even if I die."

"I think so. I'll die before you."

Mo Ziyao knew that now was not the time to talk, and it would only arouse Haiyang's resistance more and more, so he didn't continue to argue with him, anyway, he wouldn't let him go, so he turned off the light and went to sleep.

Zhao Haiyang fell asleep faster than him. When he heard the steady breathing, his heart also calmed down, and he fell asleep quickly.

He thought he could make Haiyang fall in love with him again, so he came here every day and told him what he did every day, now Haiyang is almost in good health and the wound has been removed, he doesn't need him to take a bath and undress for him, so There are not many opportunities for them to get in touch now.

As soon as he got close to him, he showed great resistance, frowned, closed his eyes, as if he saw a dirty thing that disgusted him, at first he endured it, and did not go against his wishes, but time passed Long, the more he was afraid, the more worried he became.

Because he realized more and more that what Zhao Haiyang said was true, he really didn't love him anymore, and he even hated his touch.

One day, he came back from a social gathering and drank a little wine. In fact, he was conscious. After taking a bath, he wanted to get close to Haiyang in the name of being drunk.

But as soon as he approached, Haiyang pushed him away. He knew that Haiyang was weak now, so he hugged him with a little strength, but Haiyang suddenly started to vomit.

It's really vomiting.

He was afraid that something might happen to his body, so he didn't dare to continue, and called the family doctor. In fact, Hai Yang was also a doctor, but he felt at ease when he called someone else. The doctor didn't say anything, except that he had an upset stomach.

Why do you feel sick and vomit?

Mo Ziyao only thought of what Haiyang said a while ago that he made him sick, so his touch made him uncomfortable and made him want to vomit.

In the past, if he slept with someone else, he wouldn't feel sick, but now he started to feel sick, because of what, because he didn't love him?So his touch was starting to make him sick.

But what to do, he loves him.

Mo Ziyao didn't know what he was going to do, all he knew was that he could only hold Haiyang and not let him leave.

As the night darkened, Zhao Haiyang fell asleep, but he couldn't fall asleep. He stood on the balcony, looked at the lights in the distance, and started smoking involuntarily. Now he is entering a dead end, in front of him is a high wall that he cannot climb over, and behind him is the time he and Hai Yang have passed through, but they cannot go back, time will not turn back, and there is no medicine for regret in the world , so he had nowhere to go, so he could only climb over the high wall, but after climbing over the high wall, there was a patch of thorns.

He had to step on the thorns with bare feet and be stained with blood before he could move forward.

What is he going to do?

The next day, Haiyang went to work, and he wanted to go to work as soon as he got better.

He didn't dare to stop him. Working is his hope now. If he doesn't let him work, he will hate him even more and avoid him even more.

He also has a job, so he can get away from his relationship with Haiyang a little bit, and divide his energy to deal with work.

After a month of getting along like this, he couldn't touch Haiyang at all, he felt that he couldn't take it anymore, he was on the verge of collapse, and he didn't want to lose Zhao Haiyang.

But his heart is really not with him now as he said. Whatever he told him, he would look at him indifferently and would not respond, even if they were under the same roof.

At night, after turning off the lights, the room was plunged into darkness, and Zhao Haiyang slept with his back to him.

When he pressed against his back, he moved forward again, he just wanted to hug him, even this, he didn't want to.

"Zhao Haiyang, don't torture me like this, please tell me what you want?"

"I want you to stay away from me, and it's best to disappear from my sight."

"Impossible." The tension in Mo Ziyao's mind broke, he got up from the bed, turned on the light, "Zhao Haiyang, don't think of me leaving you, I will never leave you in my life, and I won't let you You leave me, don't be wishful thinking, if you do this again, I won't let you go out."

"Are you threatening me?"

"Yes, I'm just threatening you! It's still the same as before, if you don't please me, I won't let you go out."

"What do you want to please?"

"Use your body."

He saw Zhao Haiyang smiled softly behind his back, then stopped talking and didn't make any movements. He stepped over, stood by the bed, and looked down at him, "Don't you want to go out?"

"I don't want to."

"No, you think, now you just have to sleep with me, and I'll let you out."

Zhao Haiyang just closed his eyes, stopped talking, and didn't bother to look at him anymore. He used to roll his eyes at this time, but now he doesn't even want to roll his eyes anymore.

Mo Ziyao only knew that he couldn't go on like this, if this went on, he would have nothing, he had already lost Haiyang's love, he couldn't even lose his people, he had to do something, he had to do something .

Mo Ziyao only knows that his mind is very messy now, too many things come up, the pain of quitting drug addiction and the heartache of drug addiction that cannot be relieved come back, and now Zhao Haiyang is his addiction , Without him, he would be very painful, quitting is really too difficult, life would be worse than death.