Hush!don't open the door for him

Fang Yin is a little unclear about the specific content of the four words "same as you".He didn't even say what his memories were about, but Qin Pinggui just said they were the same as his.How could this kind of thing be exactly the same?

When he said that, it sounded extremely perfunctory.

Or, did Qin Pinggui simply want to say that there is a shadow of him in his memory?

But what can't be said about this?Qin Pinggui staggered his gaze, and after giving him the medicine, he sat back, honestly and upright, staring at his knees in a daze, like a gourd.

It's obvious that he doesn't want to talk more about this topic.

Fang Yin pouted.The good atmosphere of getting closer just now was ruined by Qin Pinggui's inhuman coldness.Originally, I wanted to be lyrical and say something hypocritical.Now Fang Yin is completely out of mood.

He took the bandage and medicine from the man's hand and motioned him to remove his shirt.

Most of the wounds on Qin Pinggui's body were concentrated on the back, and it was not easy to apply medicine in the face-to-face posture.Fang Yin, who had well-shaped abdominal muscles, only had time to take a look, and Qin Pinggui turned his back, presenting the wound on his back to Fang Yin.

All the charming and lingering thoughts disappeared the moment he saw the wound.

The wound stabbed by Zhong Ziyan before finally scabbed over.Now several pieces of the blood scab on the top have been violently peeled off, some places are exposed with bright red new flesh, and some places have not healed and were torn apart abruptly, and blood is everywhere.

In addition, there are many new injuries, large and small.Several very obvious scratches can be seen from fingernails, and the strike was quite ruthless, not only blood was seen, but the flesh was turned up in the most serious places.

Of course Fang Yin knew how these injuries came about. He took a breath, brows unconsciously moved together, held up a cotton swab soaked in medicine, and didn't dare to do it for a long time.

Annoyance and self-blame came out uncontrollably.Fang Yin bit her lower lip, and the cotton swab in her hand fell tremblingly on the wound.

"Tell me if it hurts." Fang Yin sniffed and said, "I'll take it easy."

"En." Qin Pinggui snorted lightly, indicating that he knew.

But from the beginning to the end, until Fang Yin treated the last small wound, Qin Pinggui didn't say a word.Perhaps these injuries are nothing to him.Only Fang Yin was worried about it, and he didn't even dare to use any strength in his hands.

If it wasn't for him dragging down Qin Pinggui.Perhaps, he doesn't even need to suffer from these trivial "minor injuries".

"Okay." Fang Yin hummed after disposing of the used medical waste.He signaled Qin Pinggui to put on his clothes.

Carrying the medicine box, he and Qin Pinggui briefly treated the wounds of the two people on the hospital bed.

The one who seemed to be hurt the most was actually Zhong Ziyan, and he didn't know what kind of madness this guy had gone after he separated from them. Fang Yin couldn't deal with the bloody flesh at his waist.In the end, it was Qin Pinggui who solved it.

Fang Yin felt pain just looking at it.I couldn't help touching my belly.

He was well protected by Dawn Star before.In other words, he was well protected by Qin Pinggui, and he had almost never seen such a bloody scene.

As for Xu Sirui, it was a long-running internal injury. They didn't have any medicine to treat the disease, so they could only deal with it by giving him some anti-inflammatory and antipyretic medicines, hoping to wait for Zhao Shuyi after a while.

After treating the wound, Qin Pinggui dug out the bread and mineral water, looked at Fang Yin and asked, "You can't eat too hard things for your chin now. You can only soak the bread in water and make it semi-liquid."

Fang Yin shook his head.

He doesn't have much appetite now, and he doesn't even feel sleepy like the previous times when he came out of the illusion.It may have something to do with the fact that the illusion ended earlier. After all, based on the time, they should have broken the illusion before entering the second day.

Of course it also has something to do with the fog.

After staying in the fog for a long time, Fang Yin found that his physical needs became weaker and weaker. He used to eat three meals a day and sleep for several hours every day.Later, I won’t be very hungry after eating a meal every other day, and I feel okay if I don’t sleep for a day or two.

Now, he only has the desire to eat every few days.Even without sleep for several days, there will be no longer the strong sense of exhaustion before.

I'm sure he's not the only one who feels this way.

Along the way, their food consumption became less and less. Obviously, everyone's demands for eating, drinking and rest were declining.Things that were once considered essential to life seem less important now.

Qin Pinggui looked at him and shook his head, thinking that the food was too simple for his liking.He frowned, and said, "Eat a little. I... I'll find out if you have any other food after all of you have rested."

Fang Yin looked at a large box of bread and instant noodles in the trunk of the car outside, and said in a daze, "Isn't the food...enough?"

Halfway through the talk, he suddenly realized that it was not because the food was not enough, but because the food was not good enough, not tasty enough.It's just barely able to satisfy the hunger, far from satisfying the taste buds.

He smiled helplessly, and called the man's name.

"Qin Pinggui..."

The young man's eyes were wet, and he felt a little helpless when he looked at the other party.

"I'm not so pretentious, I'm not as picky eater as you think. I don't eat because I'm really not hungry. You can also feel that I don't have as much appetite as before, and I rarely feel hungry."

of course.

Qin Pinggui nodded, touched his nose and said, "I don't think you're hypocritical. If you're hungry, tell me and I'll help you."

"Okay." Fang Yin replied.

Qin Pinggui tidied up a place next to Zhong Ziyan and Xu Sirui, and said, "Let's rest first. I'm on duty overnight. Wait and see if they can wake up."

"I'll do it." Fang Yin stretched out his hand to grab Qin Pinggui's sleeve, and a little shame flashed in his eyes.He was the least injured of them all.In addition, he was secretly thinking about the fact that he injured Qin Pinggui in the illusion.Although those aggressive behaviors were not from the heart, Fang Yin still wanted to do something to make up for it.

"Don't make trouble." Qin Pinggui took the sleeve from his hand, pressed it on top of his head, and put him on the bunk, then covered him with a coat and forced him to rest.

Fang Yin twisted his body, his eyes a little aggrieved.He closed his eyes and snorted.

Feeling his face being pinched, Fang Yin didn't open his eyes, he heard Qin Pinggui's voice coming from above his head, very deep.

"I don't blame you for the injury, don't think about it. Sleep well."

The man's warm and broad palms rubbed the top of his head.

I don't know whether to say that this person knows him well enough or is sensitive enough.At this time, he could see his thoughts and emotions clearly.

Fang Yin's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't open his eyes and didn't speak.He silently moved his head and rubbed against Qin Pinggui's palm.

Like a cat.

The hand on the head paused.

Fang Yin seemed to have heard Qin Pinggui's faint sigh.

Emotions are too complex.

Fang Yin is not as quick-witted as someone like Qin.He couldn't guess the complicated meaning inside.

After a while, there was a light on the top of the head. It should be that Qin Pinggui withdrew his hand and went on duty for the night.

Fang Yin shrank his body and curled himself into a ball.Thoughts were churning, and it was rare that he couldn't sleep.The memory in the illusion touched him a bit.

He still clearly remembers what happened that day.

Going to the amusement park, watching a movie, walking on the road together to see the stars, hugging each other tightly after returning to the hotel, and fucking the sheets desperately...

For ordinary couples, it is just an ordinary date.

It's not so novel, and it's not so romantic. Although two people feel very happy together, it's far from being unforgettable.

But for Qin Pinggui and Fang Yin, it was a rare and precious memory.They barely had a decent date.Because Qin Pinggui is busy.He is too busy.It's almost impossible to even meet each other.

Most of them hugged and gnawed together when they met, and rolled together after gnawing and gnawing.The eager skin-to-skin contact and the blending of water and milk can express longing and heartfelt feelings better than any language.

And these loving moments, in those days when they were in love, only took up a pitifully small part.Most of the time, they can only rely on mobile phones and remote communication to maintain.

Even Qin Pinggui suddenly went silent for many days.

Sometimes Fang Yin can't help being in a trance, and then wonders if he really has a partner?

Therefore, he was very concerned about those few dates.

Fang Yin didn't expect that he would care so much.

He sighed silently against the pillow made of clothes, and after he calmed down, his thoughts flowed smoothly.He seemed to be able to understand the third illusion.

Liu Yao in the illusion died at the best time of her life.

She wants everyone who enters the illusion to be like her.In the happiest moment, stop the heartbeat.

With regret, unwillingness, and hatred.

Almost every NPC in the illusion has this emotion.

Fang Yin tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He opened his eyes and saw Xu Sirui and Zhong Ziyan beside him.I remembered that the troubles of these two people have not been resolved yet.

It's time for Zhong Ziyan to fall asleep now, the two of them can live in peace, and when they wake up later, they may not know what it will be like.Fang Yin tilted his head and landed on the door of the small warehouse.

This warehouse is really shabby.The door was not closed tightly, leaving a huge gap, through which he could see Qin Pinggui who was on guard at night, and the thick fog in the distance.

Fang Yin couldn't lie down a little bit.

He simply put on his clothes and sat up, and walked outside lightly, he desperately wanted to get close to Qin Pinggui to calm his chaotic thoughts.

He was the last sense of security that Fang Yin could find in this end-of-life homelessness.Fang Yin knew that his dependence on Qin Pinggui was too strong now, which was dangerous.

But he didn't want to force himself to restrain his emotions to change.