forgotten island

Nan Qing looked at Zhang Chengyi incredulously, seeing his expression almost cracked, his eyes were bloodshot red, this look was really scary.But Nan Qing didn't know why, but he calmed down. He was too aware of what Zhang Chengyi was obsessed with. He was impatient. He shouldn't have proposed disconnection so hastily. The source can't be changed.

Zhang Chengyi was too strong, he couldn't accept it at all, and it was Nan Qing who spoke.Nan Qing felt a little regretful, he should do all the things that Zhang Chengyi hated until Zhang Chengyi said to cut off, at least that way, the messy situation of today would not be made.

Nan Qing closed his eyes and said, "Let go of me, Zhang Chengyi."

The last sliver of rationality was completely removed following Nan Qing's words. Almost after Nan Qing finished speaking, Zhang Chengyi's brain went blank for a moment. He didn't know how to control his body. The scene in his eyes was a little distorted, but It was particularly clear that Nan Qing was crying, cursing, and struggling.Till now it is calm.He blinked his eyes and manipulated numbly. The eyes of the people under him were full of horror and anger, and there were tears on their delicate faces.

Zhang Chengyi's breathing became heavier and heavier, his hand movements began to be presumptuous, he didn't listen to Nan Qing's words at all, he was completely irrational.

Nan Qing watched in despair, the only calmness was destroyed, Zhang Chengyi undisguisedly reached into his clothes.

"Bang"...

All the movements stopped abruptly in this sound, Zhang Chengyi didn't move, he lowered his head to look at Nan Qing blankly, Nan Qing's eyes were wide open, a lot of emotions flowed out from these eyes, too many, Zhang Chengyi suddenly I can't tell the difference, what is this.

"I don't want to do this! I don't want to!" Nan Qing's chest heaved violently, holding the ashtray tightly with one hand, the veins on the back of his hand were horribly protruding, and there were many bloodstains on it.

tick...

tick...

The sound of the clock was mixed with some unknown sound.

Something ran down Zhang Chengyi's forehead, across his cheeks, and dripped onto Nan Qing's white sweater.

Only then did Zhang Chengyi feel that his eyes were blurred, and his head began to dizzy. He was about to fall, but he wanted to hold Nan Qing's hand stubbornly, but he was injured in the end. His fingertips scratched his wrist bone, and he fell to the ground.

Nan Qing lay disheveled on the bed until the shadow cast by Zhang Chengyi disappeared, and then he stumbled up from the bed. When passing by Zhang Chengyi, he only paused for a second before striding away, but he hadn't reached the door of the room yet. , Zhang Chengyi's voice came from behind, calling his name with sobs.

Nan Qing's footsteps were forced to stop, the hands hanging by his side trembled violently, his back was somewhat determined, the same as every time he left.

"Nanqing, don't go..." Zhang Chengyi's voice was already very soft, with a little panting, as if he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

Nan Qing turned his back to him.

Zhang Chengyi couldn't see his bitten lips, he couldn't see the tears he shed, he only saw a back, a back that Nan Qing resolutely left every time.

Seeing Nan Qing standing there without moving, Zhang Chengyi stretched out his hand towards him with difficulty: "Nan Qing, I won't let you go."

Even now, he is still talking to Nan Qing in an orderly tone.

Nan Qing's tightly gripped hand suddenly loosened, leaving obvious nail marks on the palm of his hand. He just took a deep breath and disappeared before Zhang Chengyi's eyes.

Zhang Chengyi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't make any sound. He only heard Nan Qing's sigh, and then he closed his eyes and passed out without knowing anything.

Nan Qing was disheveled, with blood still on his clothes, and no one dared to stop him along the way.When Ji Jing got out of the car, he was terrified and kept asking him what's wrong, but Nan Qing didn't say anything, just huddled in the back seat with a pale face.

Nanqing didn't speak until the car reached an intersection.

"Send me back first. I may not be able to attend your birthday today."

Ji Jing: "I'll accompany you."

Nan Qing shook his head: "No, there's no reason for you to accompany me on your birthday. I'm fine. Don't worry, it's not my blood."

Ji Jing was very smart, he guessed most of it from Nan Qing's expression and tone of voice: "Has he come to you again?"

Nan Qing didn't speak, but had a tacit attitude. He lowered the window of the car and let the wind blow.

"When you see Mo Shen, don't tell him, just say that I have to work overtime in the hotel. He will go abroad soon, and I don't want to worry him. Besides, he has prepared a gift for your birthday for a long time. , affecting his mood."

Ji Jing turned the steering wheel and turned into a sycamore road: "Got it."

Some of the sycamore trees on the sycamore street are withered, making the road look deserted.Nan Qing didn't want the topic on the road to stay on himself, he looked at Ji Jing who was driving: "What do you think of Mo Shen?" This question was a bit nonsensical, and Ji Jing couldn't answer it for a while.

Nan Qing turned his gaze back out of the window, looked at the withered and yellow sycamore leaves, and said to himself, "He's fine."

Ji Jing didn't know what he meant, so he nodded and said, "It's pretty good."

The car drove all the way to a small alley before stopping. Nan Qing got out of the car and thanked Ji Jing.

"Nan Qing." Ji Jing poked his head out and called to stop him.

At this moment, the moon was already high, and there was only one street lamp in the alley that seemed to be old for a long time. Nan Qing turned around, his whole body was smudged with color, matched with his white sweater, as if he had used the thinnest paintbrush to paint softly. The sharp light that blurs the whole body.

"Will you turn back?" Ji Jing asked.

Nan Qing stood for a while, the cold wind blew his face a little numb, finally he shook his head and said calmly: "I'm already awake, so I won't sleep again."

When Nan Qing returned home, he took a shower first, and then made a casual meal to cope with it. He ate very boringly, and what happened today made him extremely tired.

He didn't even bother to tidy up the kitchen and fell asleep directly, but unexpectedly, even though he was extremely tired, Nan Qing couldn't fall asleep anyway, as if he was preoccupied with something.

He stared at the white ceiling as if he could stare a hole, and he didn't look away until his eyes blurred.Now, he has calmed down a long time ago, once a person calms down, he will become rational.

He began to worry about Zhang Chengyi's injury, not out of any messy emotions, even strangers would miss him if he bleeds.He clearly knew the force with which he threw it down. At that time, both of them lost their minds, and they didn't care about the consequences when they did it.He couldn't see the wound on Zhang Chengyi's head clearly, because there was too much blood, and the wound was buried directly.

Zhang Chengyi will be fine...

Before I left, I didn't look back, and I didn't know what the final situation was like.He hesitated again and again, and finally decided to call Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang answered quickly, and his tone was not half blameful, but respectful. Nan Qing didn't directly ask how Zhang Chengyi was. Is something wrong?

Fortunately, Mr. Wang had a cheerful tone and said several times that he was fine, so Nan Qing was relieved.

As soon as the phone was hung up, the feeling of exhaustion came again. I don't know if the matter in my heart had calmed down. Nan Qing fell asleep after lying down for a while.