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During the days of studying abroad, Qin Mingzhu suffered from insomnia for a long time.

He was not used to the life of extreme day and night. During the extreme day, he often couldn't sleep all night.The pain caused by extreme insomnia made him make a phone call.

The person on the other end of the phone answered in seconds.

"Mingzhu." The gentle voice was transmitted to the other side of the ocean where Qin Mingzhu was located. At that moment, he wanted to cry for nothing, but he held back anyway. He unconsciously clicked on the website with the hand holding the mouse, and then closed it again.

"It's extremely daylight here."

One sentence to explain the purpose of his call, if not for Ji Zhou, he would not take the initiative to make this call.

"Can't sleep?"

Qin Mingzhu hummed softly.

"Then let's talk."

Qin Mingzhu heard the sound of something being put down on the other end, like a pen.He immediately asked, "Are you working? If so, I'll hang up."

Yan Jiayu's usually steady voice revealed a rare urgency, like bubbles bubbling from a long-sealed and shaken Coke can, "No, Mingzhu, I'm not working."

Qin Mingzhu was inexplicably nervous, he licked his lower lip, didn't know what to say for a while, and finally let out an oh.When he realized that Yan Jiayu on the other end was about to speak, he interrupted first, "Recently, a classmate recommended a movie for me to watch, but I dare not watch it. Will you accompany me?"

Every time he was interested in some horror and bloody movies, but he didn't dare to watch them, he would always take Yan Jiayu to accompany him.Whenever the camera starts to look wrong, he will cover his eyes and ask Yan Jiayu if he is afraid.

If it's not scary, he will go back to the progress to see it. If it's scary, let Yan Jiayu briefly talk about the plot of this episode.

Later, Qin Mingzhu didn't need to cover his eyes, Yan Jiayu's hand would cover his eyes first.Yan Jiayu's hand was as clean and warm as his own. Qin Mingzhu closed her eyes under this hand, feeling lazy all over her body, like a cat sleeping on clouds.

A classmate recommended an unpopular but supposedly good-looking movie. It was about a pair of lovers, one of whom died unexpectedly, and the other couldn't accept the fact, so he used potions to keep his lover's corpse from decomposing.For this reason, he even personally hollowed out his lover's internal organs, embalmed them, and then sewed up the skin.

Everyone, including the neighbors, thought his lover was still alive, because he would even take her out for a walk every night.He put his lover in a wheelchair and dressed her in thick, soft clothes heavily scented with perfume to mask the smell of potions and corpses.

Even though Yan Jiayu was watching the movie with him on the other side of the ocean, Qin Mingzhu couldn't finish watching the movie. He hurriedly turned off the video, hid on the bed, and listened to Yan Jiayu's voice—the sound of light breathing.

"Is the ending good?" He asked Yan Jiayu.

Yan Jiayu seemed to think for a while before answering: "The neighbor called the police, and the hero was finally sentenced for insulting the corpse."

"Ah!" Qin Mingzhu didn't expect this ending. Although he thought the male lead was perverted, it was all out of love for the female lead. How could it have such a bad ending?

After thinking about it, he suddenly asked Yan Jiayu, "If... I said, if, Brother Jiayu, your future lover passed away, you would be like the heroine in this movie—" He frowned, trying to figure out how to respond to this question. Adjectives of love, "Is paranoia purely keeping a lover alive?"

"I do not know."

This answer made Qin Mingzhu a little disappointed, although he didn't understand what he was disappointed with. Was it because Yan Jiayu's love was not great enough, or was his love not pathological enough?

Literary and artistic works always like to describe the ultimate love and hate, love like flesh and blood, hate like old illness, it seems that only in this way can it be vigorous enough.

"If it was me." Yan Jiayu's words interrupted Qin Mingzhu's chaotic thoughts, "I shouldn't treat my lover so selfishly."

Qin Mingzhu was stunned.

Selfish?

He thought back to the movie he had just seen.

The heroine of the movie died at the beginning, without even a single line, and the whole movie did not reveal a trace of the heroine's thoughts.Thinking about it now, the heroine is more like a carrier of the hero's love, no one asked her if she would like to stay with the hero like this.

Qin Mingzhu shook her head to herself, maybe the heroine is also willing, after all they love each other so much.

"What if your lover wants to stay with you like this?"

The question he asked seemed difficult, Yan Jiayu was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "Then I will be both happy and sad."

That day he seemed to ask why, but he didn't seem to.Now, the issue of the movie appeared in front of Qin Mingzhu.

There is also a difference, Sheng Yingqi doesn't love him anymore, and he doesn't love Sheng Yingqi anymore.

The day of psychic communication is set for this weekend, and Qin Mingzhu's mood is far less calm than before.

Previously, Feng Tianshi knew that he was a liar at a glance, but this time Sheng Yingqi invited Feng Tianshi's cousin, that old man probably has real materials.

He didn't want to appear in front of Sheng Yingqi again, and he didn't want to be resurrected by someone else's body, even if it was only for a second.Especially, he was afraid that he would be completely trapped in that body.

A few days before the weekend, Sheng Yingqi found a video of him and Qin Mingzhu getting married.He turned off the light, sat on the sofa in the darkness and watched repeatedly, seeing Qin Mingzhu on the projector lowered his eyes slightly, then raised his eyes again, his eyes were bright orbs, saying "I am willing" in front of the guests.

At that time, he dared to guarantee that everyone envied him. After a few years of marriage, he really lived happily, but one day he suddenly woke up from this happiness.

Qin Mingzhu has never forgotten Yan Jiayu, forgetting that dead man, what is he going to fight with a dead man?Why would he want to compete with a dead man for Qin Mingzhu?

Obviously Qin Mingzhu already belonged to him.

Sheng Yingqi began to be dissatisfied with the current state, so he tried every means to prove that Qin Mingzhu loved him more.When Qin Mingzhu came to his company to give him a caring lunch, he deliberately left her behind, trapping him between the large table and the back chair.

Qin Mingzhu realized his intention and looked outside the office nervously.Sheng Yingqi's office has two sides of glass, and one side of the glass faces the staff's office area.

"No." Qin Mingzhu grabbed his arm in a panic, "Not here!"

"It's okay, the glass is one-way glass, they can't see it." He lowered his head to coax his elderly lover, thinking that the other party was too timid.Over the years, he has heard and watched nonsense at banquets, and some people dare to do nonsense in public toilets where people come and go.

And Qin Mingzhu only dared to be at home, and even if she was at home, she didn't dare to make too much noise, as if they had deaf neighbors eavesdropping on each floor of their house.

Even though it was a one-way glass, Qin Mingzhu was still unwilling and resisted to push him away, but in the end he was half-forced and half-coaxed to succeed.But in fact he was not happy, the stimulation brought by the office made him more excited than before, but Qin Mingzhu showed fatigue early, and even fell asleep after only one time.

When carrying the person into the rest room and washing them, Sheng Yingqi suddenly felt extremely boring.He dropped the towel and looked at his older lover who he had put into the bathtub.

No matter how one's appearance is favored by the gods, one's bodily functions cannot be fooled.

Qin Mingzhu couldn't satisfy him now, so in a few years, would he want to be a widow?

Sheng Yingqi's face darkened, and he soaked himself in the bathtub within a few seconds.

Qin Mingzhu woke up in the water waves. He stayed up late last night to catch up on the design draft. When he woke up, he received a text message from Sheng Yingqi, saying that he wanted to eat his cooking, and hurriedly made lunch and sent it over.

He didn't understand why Sheng Yingqi was so interested today, because he had been married for many years, and he didn't want to keep wronging himself, so he discussed with Sheng Yingqi first, "Honey, I'm really tired today."

People don't listen.

He kicked the other party vigorously in the not-so-spacious bathtub.It turned out that he had kicked him before, and it turned out that when he kicked, Sheng Yingqi was always interested in grabbing his feet, and then gave itchy kisses on his ankles.

But this time, Sheng Yingqi gave him a vicious look.

The temperature of the water seems to be cooling down in this look.

Qin Mingzhu thought in a daze that she had read it wrong, and when she wanted to read it again, Sheng Yingqi had already got up and got out of the bathtub.

"Sheng Yingqi."

Before Sheng Yingqi left the bathroom, Qin Mingzhu's face was still flushed, and even one of his legs was still resting on the edge of the bathtub, so white and greasy that it was almost the same color as the bathtub, but his expression was already stiff, "What do you mean?"

The person with his back stopped for a moment, and replied after a few seconds: "Didn't you say you were tired? Then don't do it. I am your Qin Mingzhu's dog, how can I be disobedient."

Qin Mingzhu closed her eyes, and said a word from her throat, "Okay, you can get lost."

Sheng Yingqi rolled away obediently, leaving him alone in the bathroom.

Qin Mingzhu curled up her body, letting the warm water that was not too hot surround herself.It seems like this is the only way to absorb every bit of warmth.

He wasn't sad, he was just a little disappointed, not with Sheng Yingqi, but with himself.

He is not a child, he cannot cry, and he must be responsible for the choices he makes.

It's just that sometimes he really wants to go back to the past.