sick white moonlight

Two days ago, Luo Yixuan went home.

The next day, he slept until eight or nine o'clock before he came out of the room, came to the dining table, sat on a chair, and scooped a spoonful of porridge, pumpkin and millet porridge, which was thick and slightly sweet.

"What time did you come back yesterday?"

With a gentle voice, Luo Yixuan raised his head.

The woman sitting across from her has gentle eyes and is still well maintained even though she is getting older. She wears a green ribbon clip in her hair and wears a dark green silk dress, which looks elegant and generous.

The eyebrows are delicately trimmed, the eyes are black and shiny, and there is a string of white jade bracelets on the left wrist.

"Ten o'clock."

Luo Yixuan then took a mouthful of porridge and swallowed slowly.

"You haven't come back for many days, and you don't go to see your father."

"When you grow up, you won't care about your family anymore." The woman sighed and said slowly.

"Is the company busy?"

Words of concern came, Luo Yixuan picked up a small white flour steamed bun, put it on a small plate next to the small bowl of porridge, and put down his chopsticks.

"not busy."

"It's fine if you're not busy. By the way, do you still remember Xiaoling from the neighbor's house? She recently returned from studying in England."

"I met her a few days ago. She is really an excellent girl. She is beautiful, hardworking, good at studying, and very filial."

"When I talked to her about you, she said that you are very kind and sensible."

Being sensible, Luo Yixuan sneered in his heart,

"I have a good relationship with her mother, and we had dinner together last week. Xiaoling is a really nice girl."

Luo Yixuan finished eating the steamed bun carefully, and finally couldn't help but speak out.

"mom!"

"I know what you're thinking, but I can tell you clearly."

"I don't like women."

"I don't even want to marry a woman and go home as a decoration."

After finishing speaking, Luo Yixuan lowered his head and drank the porridge in front of him.

"What are you talking about! If you don't get married, don't you want to live alone for the rest of your life." The woman's tone became sharp.

"Since you've broken up with that man, hurry up and find a woman to marry and live an honest life."

"All love is false. What's more, two men won't last long, Yixuan, listen to my mother's advice."

The woman continued to persuade, and the delicate and well-maintained white and tender hands without too many traces were placed on the corner of the table.

"Look at the peers around you, those who are not for fun should play, and when the time comes, they will naturally return to the right path, marry a wife and have children."

"Silly boy, don't be stubborn. Mom is thinking about you wholeheartedly, thinking about you, it can be regarded as worrying about you."

"Yes, love is false. But I just want to find someone I love, who happens to love me very much, and that's enough."

"I don't want to face someone I don't love for the rest of my life, and I don't want to wear a mask and be a good husband on the surface."

Luo Yixuan dropped these words, put down the unfinished porridge, and prepared to go out.

"Yat Xuan!"

"You're going to piss mom off now, aren't you?" The woman couldn't help but said angrily.

However, Luo Yixuan had already left with the things he had prepared, got into the car, and stared at the flow of people outside the window with a blank expression.

Suddenly, I thought of the days before.

It was the first time he knew that Li Ke was sick.

"Mental problems?"

In the empty ward, Luo Yixuan sat on a stool, looking at the doctor in a white coat across from him.

The expensive suit was already crumpled, and there was even some blood on it. The person had been rescued and was still under observation in the intensive care unit.

When Luo Yixuan heard the news, his mind was blank, he had been panicked and entangled in worry all night, and at this moment, it seemed that his heart had turned into ice again.

He shivered from the cold, and his heart ached.

"When the patient regains consciousness, the test will be done again. The patient is still in a coma. According to your description, the patient is very likely to have mental problems."

"Have you taken him to a psychiatrist?"

The doctor in a white coat then asked.

Luo Yixuan's hands on his lap trembled violently, and he didn't reply for a long time.

The doctor asked again.

Luo Yixuan's expression was empty, and he replied in a low voice.

"No."

"Well, after the patient recovers, take him to a psychiatrist." The doctor buried his head in writing and spoke out.

"Doctor, can I go to a private psychological clinic?"

After a while, Luo Yixuan raised his head and said quietly.

No, he can't take Li Ke to the hospital.

No, he should go directly to an expert to give Li Ke a good examination in private.

Although Li Ke hasn't appeared on the screen for a year or two, he is indeed a gangster, and even his screen image is well known.

He can't let those people know Li Ke's current situation, he doesn't want Li Ke to live in the eyes of others, Li Ke is now a mental patient.

His Li Ke was only sick, but he was fine.

He's fine, he just had a minor illness, rest well, and he'll recover soon.

……

"Li Ke, take a good rest."

Luo Shaohui looked at the person sitting beside him and said softly.

"Take care of yourself."

"The film is still in preparation, and it is estimated that the filming will start in May. First take good care of your body."

"That TV series of yours is estimated to be aired in the Golden Theater of XX Satellite TV in mid-April, and you may need to do a few promotions at that time."

Luo Shaohui didn't look at the person sitting with him in the back seat, he didn't reply for a long time, he stopped and turned his head to look.

His eyes were closed, his hair was a little disheveled, and some of the inner buttons of his clothes were unbuttoned.

It wasn't too late yet, with the light from the front seat shining behind, Luo Shaohui could clearly see this man's face.

Quietly, in this space, it seemed that there were only the two of them.

If this person's eyes are open, they are always so clear, even if they are occasionally deeply depressed, they are still pure, not the kind of turbidity that is tempered and worn away by society, full of desire and greed.

It's just that occasionally the emptiness there makes him feel that the person in front of him is too difficult to grasp, and it's too difficult for him to understand his mind.

Because now he wants nothing.

Looking at his steady breathing, Luo Shaohui slowly approached him with the faint black eyes.

She kissed him lightly on the cheek, then let go.

People still didn't wake up.

Unconsciously, Luo Shaohui's stern face slowly flattened, revealing a faint smile.

The smile was light and soft, fleeting.

Luo Shaohui really wants time to stop at this moment, and he can look at him, look at him, forever.

Unfortunately, that's not possible.

I am busy with my daily work, and he also has a job. Although he is not busy now, he is less busy than his rest time.

Luo Shaohui realized more and more clearly that he liked the person in front of him.

He has a crush on him.

This feeling was inexplicable, and he was at a loss at the beginning, and now he is slowly accepting it.

However, he still didn't know why he was tempted.

All he knew was that he wanted to look at him, to see him smile, to see him be safe and healthy.

Perhaps, being tempted is just a momentary thing.

Luo Shaohui gently clasped his hand, the hand of the person beside him was always so cold, not warm.

……

"you're awake."

When He An opened his eyes, he was still in a daze, and his vision was a little unclear.

The handsome and deep face of the man in front of him was somewhat distorted and blurred, He An couldn't see clearly, and was a little sleepy.

At this moment, the man looked at himself.

The faint and imperceptible concern in his eyes made He An feel that his heart was slightly prickled.

He knew that he was taking advantage of this person's feelings. He knew it clearly, but he didn't refuse to let this person give up and end this relationship.

He doesn't know how to refuse, he is always passive.

Because he knows that he is condescending and will leave this world one day.

He is different from these people.

But in the dead of night, he would occasionally think about a question.

Is what he exists really real?

Is he Li Ke, or is he just a tired soul who has taken over Li Ke's body.

Was what he experienced the real truth?

Or, everything is just his imagination, everything that happened before is his fantasy.

He is willing to listen to the nagging of the system because the existence of the system makes him feel that his experience is real.

It's just that, now, he who exists in this body is beginning to be a little confused.

Is there a possibility that he is Li Ke's split second personality, the system is the auditory hallucination caused by misunderstanding due to his mental problems, and the experience of the previous world is an illusion produced by his own personality construction.

It's fake, it's all fake.

Only what is now, what exists, is the only reality.

"I've changed, right?" He An said suddenly, his words were unusually dull, with a bit of depression.

"Some people will always change." Luo Shaohui replied calmly, "Most people go through a process from naive and reckless to mature and stable."

"Just like me, I never thought I would be what I am now."

"There is one thing that you may not believe too much. I always wanted to be a painter. When I was young, all I thought was that I would become a respected and popular painter in the future."

"But in fact, I have become a vulgar businessman for money and fame."

"You are wrong. I don't know how many people envy your status." He An exposed the truth.

"I know, but people are always dissatisfied. They always want to get what they don't get. That is the instinct of desire."

"Desire - the driving force for progress. Without dissatisfaction with the status quo, we would not exist now."

"Have you ever thought that this world is not the only world?" He An suddenly changed the subject and asked.

"You mean a parallel world." Luo Shaohui looked at the person opposite, it was strange that most of these issues were discussed in a joking manner.

But the person in front of him was different, he was serious.

"If there are multiple worlds in this universe, different worlds, and someone can go from one world to another, live again and again, and then die."

"What do you think of this kind of person?" He An looked at the serious-looking man on the left.

Luo Shaohui didn't give an answer casually, he thought for a while before replying solemnly.

"A man like that must be alone."

"However, he has an endless life and countless chances to come back." He An continued.

"It only brings him tiredness, because he will taste the pain of loss again and again." Luo Shaohui looked at He An seriously.

"I would rather die and end my life like this."

"Instead of starting over again and again, struggling and wandering in this barren world time and time again, losing the goal, the motivation and meaning of living."

After speaking, Luo Shaohui looked at the people around him, but this time, there was no movement or reply.