The whole world thinks I still love him [Rebirth]

"Cong Lie, are you sick? Are you crazy!" Yunji realized after being carried out of the yard, "Let me down!"

Cong Lie carried him all the way without saying a word.

This section of the alley is guarded, and only those who are invited to the dinner can enter.

There are only a few electric lights on the road now, and it is dim and quiet.

Some moths fluttered and hit the lampshade tirelessly, making a crisp "bang bang" sound.

Yunji's voice was particularly abrupt in the night, "Put me down, Cong Lie! What are you doing!"

But his struggle was completely insignificant to Cong Lie.

Cong Lie just carried him away, another dim light in his mind.

A large lump swelled on Yunji's forehead, and blood was still oozing out from under the gauze that was pressed.

He sat on a metal bench.

The well-made shirts were mottled with dried dark brown blood.

Yunji's gaze was like that of a child who couldn't find a home, but his voice was still comforting Yun Shu on the phone: "Don't cry, go home first, I... I'll be back after I finish the formalities."

After he hung up the phone, he slowly raised his head.

That gaze made Cong Lie feel pain in his heart.

"Cong Lie," Yunji didn't cry, but was at a loss, "I don't have a father anymore."

In Cong Lie's world, "father" is an empty term.

So Yunji lost something he didn't have before, and he couldn't empathize with it.

But Cong Lie thought that he would reach out and hug Yunji, and let him rest on his shoulder for a while.

Then he only heard his own voice, "I'll take care of the rest, you can go home and be with Yun Shu first."

Reasonable and helpful.

But there's nothing human in it, not even a little bit.

Cong Lie recalled that when he was organizing the funeral for his mother, no one helped him from the beginning to the end. Every document and every word on every certificate was signed by him himself.

He once thought that if there was someone to bear this process for him, maybe the reality would not be so hard and straightforward.

But when he heard that he was going to do this for Yunji, a certain kind of cruelty sank silently into Cong Lie's chest like a sharp dagger.

The tingling pain from his arm made Cong Lie see the scene in the alley clearly again.

He shivered in pain, but he didn't put Yunji down.

Cong Lie saw the Yun family's car carrying Yun Shichu and his son away, and shook his head to drive away the absurd thoughts in his mind.

"Why are you biting!" Cong Lie slapped Yunji hard on the buttocks, "What if you fall!"

There was a burning pain on the arm, and the warm liquid gradually spread.

Cong Lie cursed in a low voice, "The teeth are so good, you just bite me to death."

As a result, the silence on his shoulders made him stand still.

Cong Lie froze for half a second, and put Yunji off his shoulders.

He lowered his head and carefully brushed the corners of Yunji's eyes with his thumb, "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Yunji looked away, opened his hand forcefully, "Get lost."

But he couldn't hide the wetness on his face.

Cong Lie had never seen Yunji cry before, so he hurriedly wiped his face, "Where is it uncomfortable? Did I hurt your stomach? Or is your heart uncomfortable?"

The sadness and despair of the previous life and the exhaustion and struggle of this life are multiplied in this dark and quiet alley, as if there is a heavy confusion of the way forward embedded in every brick crack.

Yunji knows what to do in the future.

He knows every move and every turning point.

In fact, he is not so worried that he will have the day when his mountains and rivers will be exhausted.

But he is paradoxically confused. After he gets back to work, he revives his career, gains recognition, and becomes the envy of everyone. Is it good?Is it a success?

He even understood that this confusion was very short-lived.

Just being in an open environment with light and voices revived him.

He stood upright subconsciously, calmly in the dark, "You go first, I'll take care of some things, and I'll go back later."

Yunji didn't want to show any form of vulnerability in front of Cong Lie.

He hoped that Cong Lie would leave quickly.

Yun Shichu's eyes, Zhang Zhi's wine, all those indistinct pointers, which he thought he didn't care about at first, attacked him at night and buried him in too much disappointment and distress.

His shadow fell on the brick wall like a bow stretched to the extreme.

It seemed that with a little more pull, he could snap easily.

Cong Lie put his hand on his back, "It's all my fault, okay?"

"What's wrong with you?" Yunji found an outlet to vent, "Not all possessions are called love, you don't love, you don't get possessed, you don't reject, you don't accept, what's wrong with you!!"

In fact, Cong Lie didn't really understand what he was talking about, but his heart hurt like a needle.

He carefully pulled Yunji into his arms, "I shouldn't have let you come alone. I just wanted to bring you out because I was too tired to see you."

"Teacher Cong." Yunji said these three words almost through gritted teeth, "I don't need you, on any occasion. I don't need you to bring me here, and I don't need you to take me away."

Cong Lie patted him on the back lightly, "Yes, you don't need me. Don't be angry, if you are angry with me, don't hold back."

Yunji looked away, trying to open his eyes wide, not to let Vulnerability fall out.

"My fault, my fault." Frightened by his face, Cong Lie kept rubbing his back, "Don't worry, the doctor said, don't worry."

"I'm not in a hurry." Yunji still kept his face away and adjusted his breathing, "Hurry up and get out."

There was no one else in the alley except the two of them, and his voice was particularly indifferent and empty.

Cong Lie was quiet for a few seconds, then bent over and patted him on the back gently, "Exhausted? Can I carry you on my back? Go home and wash and lie down. It's not uncomfortable, huh?"

Yunji couldn't bear it any longer, tears fell as soon as he turned around.

He hadn't cried for a long time, and he didn't even remember what tears felt like.

The swaying liquid in front of him made him unable to see the way, and when he hit Cong Lie, he staggered and almost fell.

Cong Lie raised his hand to support him, and stood still, "I won't disturb you, I'll just stand here for a while, okay?"

"There's no one else here, I'm just standing here, I know you don't need me." Cong Lie said with his hands behind his back, "Don't hold back, you can do whatever you want, Just pretend I'm not here, okay?"

Yunji is too strong.

This is something Cong Lie never realized before.

He thought that many things gathered together were born with him.

It wasn't until he really looked at him with his heart that he realized that he was blind in the past.

At first Yunji just stood stiffly and straight.

Then his shoulders slumped slowly, as if he couldn't finally support something heavy.

He covered his face and made no sound.

Not even the sound of breathing.

Only the shoulders trembled slightly.

Cong Lie stood beside him, waiting.

In the distance there was the noise of guests dispersing.

There are only a few road lights, but it seems to be far away in the sky.

Cong Lie silently observed Yunji, and after a while carefully took him to his shoulders, "It's okay, it's okay, we're going home."

Yunji was so tired that he could hardly hear what Cong Lie was saying, but subconsciously gave him a push.

"I know, you don't need me." Cong Lie said in a low voice, "I'll just take you home, I'll catch up, okay?"

When the person leaning on his shoulder almost lost consciousness, Cong Lie bent down and picked him up.

Liang Chaochao came to pick up Cong Lie, and seeing Yunji's appearance, he couldn't help feeling distressed, "Is Mr. Yun taking shame here? These rich people really are not a thing!"

"Don't guess." Cong Lie carefully covered Yunji's face with his hat, and whispered to Liang Chao, "Drive faster, he is exhausted."

When he was carried home, Yunji was still asleep, but tears kept coming out of the corners of his eyes.

Liang Chao stayed to help, frightened, "Where is it uncomfortable? Why is this?"

Cong Lie didn't dare to let go of the man in his arms, and kept coaxing in a low voice: "It's okay, with me, nothing will happen."

He actually didn't know what was going on in Yunji's heart, but Yunji's tears were like boiling oil, scalding his heart drop by drop.

Seeing the blood on Cong Lie's arm, Liang Chao was frightened for the second time, "Brother Lie, what's wrong with your arm!"

"Don't shout." Cong Lie didn't even lift his head, staring at Yunji's sleeping face, and gently stroking his chest.

"What's the matter with Han Hai recently?" He couldn't bear the distress, and raised his head to ask Liang Chao.

Liang Chao also scratched his head, "Aren't you watching all day long? The business is going well, and there are still many people who want to change jobs here. What's the matter? So I asked if I was in Fu's house. I winked...but it shouldn't be, now that Han Hai is on the rise, I haven't heard anyone say that Mr. Yun is wrong."

Cong Lie hugged Yunji, carefully took his blood pressure and body temperature, and they were all normal.

But suddenly his heart sank down suddenly, as if his arms were suddenly empty.

Liang Chao saw Cong Lie's face changed, thought it was something wrong with Yunji, and called out to him cautiously, "Brother Lie?"

Cong Lie was startled, "Pour me a glass of warm water."

After getting the water, Cong Lie rubbed the corners of Yunji's eyes dry, rubbed his hands lightly, "Get up and drink some water, go to bed and sleep."

Yunji opened his eyes in a daze, and saw the living room and the soft lights at home.

In the blink of an eye, it was Cong Lie's embrace.

Obstructed by Liang Chao's presence, he didn't say anything to Cong Lie, he just stood up and walked slowly towards the bedroom, "You guys talk, I'm resting."

Liang Chao stretched his neck to watch Yunji leave, and lip-synced with Cong Lie, "Are you all right?"

Cong Lie suspected that he had been uploaded by Yunji, and his chest was constantly hurting.

He took his blood pressure and heartbeat.

The high pressure is 120, the low pressure is 80, the heartbeat is 50 beats per minute, and the waveform is perfect.

He couldn't be more normal.

"I don't know." He was a little depressed.

After waiting for the lights in Yunji's room to go out, Cong Lie began to shout at Liang Chao, "Let's go."

Liang Chao remembered that there was still business to be done, "The second issue of "Holiday" happened to coincide with an official rehearsal, why don't you tell them to skip an episode?"

"Phase one?" Cong Lie raised his chin towards the bedroom with an incredulous expression on his face, "You let him go by himself?"

Liang Chao didn't expect Cong Lie to explode, "I'm just asking casually, it's really impossible to ask them to postpone the schedule..."

"How is it possible?" Cong Lie suppressed his voice, but his anger became even more angry, "Can't you see that he is worried? What if someone on the Internet puts pressure on him?"

Because Cong Lie used to put his work first, Liang Chao still dared to ask clearly: "What about the rehearsal? Will it be affected?"

"How will it be affected if you miss it once and a half?" Cong Lie glared at him, his voice lowered again, and he didn't know who he was talking to, "If something goes wrong with him, it doesn't matter whether it can be solved or not."

These words sound too vague, but the subtext is terrifying.

Liang Chao had a vague guess in his heart, but this time he didn't dare to ask again.

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