The actor is also narcissistic today

Two years passed quickly, and Yu Heng's body lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yu Yeyi once saw Yu Heng's arm exposed outside, and she suddenly realized that Yu Heng was too thin.

He wasn't even depressed yet.

The whole person is like a feather, light and fluttering, as if the wind blows, it will be blown to the sky.

Yu Heng began to lock himself in the room, not coming out all day.

Yu Yeyi told Yu Heng's psychiatrist about this matter, and the psychiatrist guessed and judged that Yu Heng's irritability was no longer an incubation period.

Yu Heng started to lose his temper, he lost his temper silently, he smashed everything in the room, cabinets, desks, computers, vases, bookshelves, everything he could see, he smashed them all.

The only thing he smashed in the whole room was the potted cactus on the balcony.

Because that was the only thing he brought from China.

A pot of plants that Qin Changshuo grew on the windowsill.

After Yu Heng smashed all the things, he sat in the mess again.

He cried, he collapsed, he despaired.

Because Yu Yeyi was worried about Yu Heng, she had someone break down the door of his room. When she walked in, this was the scene she saw.

Yu Heng was lying in the middle of the room, surrounded by a mess, broken debris splashed all over the floor,

And Yu Heng was crying hoarsely.

He seemed to use all his strength, because he hadn't used it for a long time, the sound from his throat was suspiciously like a bellows, and every sound was extremely unpleasant.

After crying, Yu Heng sat up again, holding the pot of cactus in his arms.

He held the pot of cactus tightly with both hands, and all the spikes on the cactus pierced into his flesh, but he seemed to be unconscious, holding the plant in his hand blankly.

He was muttering something.

Yu Yeyi approached carefully, and heard what Yu Heng was muttering clearly.

He murmured incessantly with a broken voice.

"Lying...he's lying...he's...lying..."

Yu Yeyi's breathing stopped, and she even had an idea for a moment.

Yu Heng went crazy.

But she quickly dismissed the idea.

In the past few years, Yu Yeyi really wanted to book a plane ticket and fly back to strangle Qin Changshuo to death.

Their mother passed away ten years ago, and both Zuo Lan and Yu Heng could be said to have been brought up by her elder sister who was only three years older than them.

She just watched Yu Heng live in the same way every day, he was even more lifeless than a puppet.

Yu Yeyi watched, feeling really sorry for Yu Heng.

That's her own brother.

In the past few years, not only Yu Heng was tired, but Yu Yiyi was also tired.

And precisely at this time, Fu Shui brought Qiuqiu back.

Qiuqiu was a discarded child. When Fushui brought her back, she stuck tightly to her back. She was wearing the clothes left by the older children in the orphanage, which didn't fit her well.

She was very thin, and was often bullied in the orphanage. Older children often robbed her of food, tore up her notebooks, and locked her in a small room.

Qiuqiu shrank behind Fushui, but dared not reach out to touch Fushui's white dress, for fear that her hands would stain the white skirt.

It was the first time for Qiuqiu to meet such a gentle person as Fu Shui. Fu Shui fell in love with her at the first sight when he went to the orphanage. She took Qiuqiu and gently wiped Qiuqiu's face clean. Follow her and say.

"Your name is Qiuqiu, right? You are so good. Auntie has two elder sisters and elder brothers who are in a bad mood at home. They need someone to coax them. Can you?"

Qiuqiu nodded blankly, and was then taken home by Fu Shui.

Qiuqiu has been shrinking behind Fushui, she is only two years old, she doesn't know anything, she can't even walk steadily, so she stumbles into the house with Fushui.

Qiuqiu glanced at the two people sitting at the dining table. Both of them were extremely good-looking, and they seemed to have an indescribable resemblance.

Qiuqiu thought ignorantly, this is probably the beautiful sister and brother that the aunt said.

"Qiuqiu, good boy, you will call your pretty sister Mom and my mother from now on, okay?"

Qiuqiu nodded, she stretched out her small hand, pointed at Yu Heng and asked timidly: "Then what does Qiuqiu want to call Brother Pretty?"

Hearing this voice, it was rare for Yu Heng to respond, this was the first time he had reacted to something outside in a long time.

He turned his head and glanced at Qiuqiu who was hiding behind Fushui, then he turned back and mechanically poked the steak on the plate with a knife and fork.

Fu Shui bent down, and she smiled softly at Qiuqiu.

"Qiuqiu, you have to call your pretty brother Uncle Heng Heng. Uncle Heng Heng is in a bad mood recently, so you have to coax him well."

Qiuqiu nodded.

"Ok!"

Yu Yeyi didn't have too many opinions on Qiuqiu's existence. She recalled her performance in the past few days and rubbed her forehead with some headaches.

"You have worked hard these days."

Fu Shui just smiled softly.

Qiuqiu lives in this apartment, no one will grab food from her, no one will scold her for doing something wrong, she has endless skirts, endless candies, and no one will lock her up again Into the dark room.

It's just, that pretty brother, no, my mother said to call him Uncle Heng Heng.

Qiuqiu bit her little finger and thought, Uncle Heng Heng didn't seem happy.

Until one time Qiuqiu saw Yu Heng having an illness.

Afterwards, Qiuqiu picked up a photo, and she took it to ask Yu Yeyi.

Yu Yeyi only took one look, then her eyes stopped moving, and she stared coldly at the person in the photo.

"Ma Ma, who is this person with Uncle Heng Heng?"

Yu Yeyi's voice was a little choked.

"This is... a bad guy, he made your Uncle Hengheng feel bad."

Qiuqiu seems to understand but not understand.

Yu Heng no longer commits suicide because Yu also intends to threaten him with that potted flower.

Yu Heng began to stay in the room all day and not come out.

Until one day, someone knocked on his door.

Yu Heng ignored him, and the man kept knocking until Yu Heng opened the door.

Yu Heng opened the door and saw Qiuqiu who only reached his knees.

Compared with when it was released, Qiuqiu was completely different. It was washed clean, and after being fed for a while, the meat also grew.

Qiuqiu stretched out her white and tender hand, with a pink candy in the palm.

Qiuqiu blinked her big eyes, her voice was soft and waxy, "Uncle Hengheng eats candy, it's super sweet."

Yu Heng stared at her, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and took the candy.

For half a year, Qiuqiu knocked on the door of Yu Heng's room every day, then reached out and handed Yu Heng the candy in his palm.

On this day, before Qiuqiu knocked on Yu Heng's door, Yu Heng came out of the room by himself.

Yu Yeyi was stunned, this was the first time Yu Heng walked out of the door.

He went to the shoe cabinet, took the key, and began to change shoes.

Yu Yeyi was afraid that he was going out to seek death, so he quickly asked: "Why are you going? Wait until I go with you."

Yu Heng didn't look back, Yu Yeyi had already stood up from his seat.

"Buy sugar."

Yu Yeyi's figure froze, she looked at Yu Heng in disbelief.

Yu Heng's voice was very hoarse, like an old man, and it sounded like a dead tree.

Then Yu Heng went out.

Yu Yeyi sat down on the sofa, she looked out of the window, the sun outside the window was just right, and the people basking in it were warm.

Yu Yeyi looked at it, and suddenly showed a faint smile.

It took Qiuqiu half a year, and one piece of candy persevering every day brought Yu Heng a good mood.

An hour later, Yu Heng came back with two bags of colorful candies.

He walked into Qiuqiu's room and put one of the bags by Qiuqiu's desk who was taking a nap.

Yu Heng's condition began to improve, he no longer rejected the psychiatrist, and even started to go out of the room to eat with them, but he was still thin, his body was torn and broken in the past three years, and now it is very difficult to make up again.

Yu Yeyi witnessed Yu Heng's improvement with his own eyes.

Qiuqiu is an angel to Yu Heng.

She was fortunate to be the one who redeemed Yu Heng for the second time.

After Yu Yeyi finished speaking, she looked at Qin Changshuo quietly.

There was endless silence between the two.

"I never knew, he never mentioned it..." Qin Changshuo's voice was choked with sobs.

No wonder Qiuqiu called him a bad person, no wonder Yu Yeyi held such hostility towards him even though it was the first time they met, no wonder Fu Shui knew his name without asking.

No wonder.

Just at this time, there was a sound of opening the door, the door was opened, Qiuqiu was hanging on Yu Heng, Yu Heng held the little fat girl in one hand, and opened the door with difficulty.

When Qiuqiu saw Yu Yeyi sitting on the sofa, she immediately got off Yu Heng and threw herself on Yu Yeyi.

"Mama!"

Yu Yeyi caught Qiuqiu, she pinched Qiuqiu's face, and said, "You're fat again."

"No, no! Qiuqiu has lost weight! Qiuqiu can't eat anymore!"

Listening to the template she said, Yu Heng twitched the corners of his mouth, this little chubby girl is talking nonsense.

When Yu Heng walked over, he raised his hand, ignoring Yu Ye's intentions, and acted like a baby with him openly.

"Qin Changshuo, my hand hurts."

Qiuqiu, this little chubby girl, doesn't have the slightest self-knowledge of being fat, and walks here hanging by Yu Heng's hand all the way.

Qin Changshuo lowered his head and looked at Yu Heng who was acting like a baby with him, thinking of what Yu Yeyi said just now, he felt extremely sour.

He hoarse.

"Heng Heng is good, it doesn't hurt." Qin Changshuo stretched out his hand to rub Yu Heng's hand, his movements were gentle and very careful, as if he was treating a porcelain doll, for fear of accidentally crushing him.

Yu Heng didn't notice something was wrong at all, he only cared about complaining to Qin Changshuo in a low voice that Qiuqiu was too fat.

Yu Yeyi and the others ate dinner in the apartment, and then left with the unwilling Qiuqiu.

After Yu Yeyi left, Yu Heng sat on the sofa and ate potato chips, while Qin Changshuo was cleaning up the dishes.

Yu Heng stared at the TV while eating potato chips. Inside it was a cat and mouse that had not changed for thousands of years, which made him laugh out loud.

After Qin Changshuo cleaned up the dining table, he walked over, sat on the sofa, and took Yu Heng into his arms.

Yu Heng lay obediently in his arms, like a big cat, only retracting its claws and fangs in front of its master, stretching its soft pink pads and wet nose against its master, All the tenderness is given to one person.

Qin Changshuo lowered his head and bit Yu Heng's lips.

Yu Heng was thinking about the cat and the mouse, his eyes were fixed on the TV and he refused to move.

If he was like this usually, Qin Changshuo would definitely get awkward and bite hard on his lips.

As a result, for a while, Qin Changshuo didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, so he gently kissed his lips, once and again, with a sense of comfort.

"Heng Heng, does it hurt?" Qin Changshuo backed away a little, his hand touched Yu Heng's wrist, there was a light white mark on it.

Many times before, Qin Changshuo asked Yu Heng what the white scar was. Yu Heng always said that he was accidentally scratched by a sharp nail. He has a scar constitution, so it has not disappeared.

The movements of Qin Changshuo's hands became softer and gentler. Yu Heng knew how hard he scratched back then, but after a few years, the scar is still there.

Yu Heng only thought that he was talking about whether it hurts to be scratched by a nail, so he just said casually: "It doesn't hurt a long time ago, how can I be so delicate, but I was scratched by a nail."

Qin Changshuo was silent for a long time before he said in a hoarse voice: "Hengheng, it's not this, you know, this is not a nail."

Yu Heng was stunned, and then he realized what Yu Heng was talking about, and he also fell silent.

Both of them shut up in silence.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, Qin Changshuo, I hurt..."

Yu Heng said in a low voice, he didn't say nonsense like no more pain, but honestly told his inner thoughts.

The knife he made at that time was actually relatively light, but later he cut it several times one after another, including fruit knives, paper knives, scissors, and broken glass.

It turned out that all the arms were covered with scratches of different shades, but as time went by, they gradually healed, and only the first scratch remained, no matter how many scar removal plasters Yu Heng bought secretly. use.

Yu Heng's voice was filled with endless grievances, and he stretched out his hand in front of Qin Changshuo, holding his mouth in grievance.

God knows how much he missed Qin Changshuo when he was abroad, and he wished he could see Qin Changshuo every moment.

He wished he could fly back directly, he wanted to fly into Qin Changshuo's arms like before, and act like a spoiled child with his soft voice.

Qin Changshuo's fingertips gently stroked the raised white mark on Yu Heng's hand.

"Hengheng..."

Qin Changshuo's voice was filled with endless distress. He stroked it over and over again, and finally lowered his head and pressed his cool lips on it.

He kissed again and again, wishing to kill the original self.

Why did he insist on arranging some surprises, surprises, surprises, surprises, and finally turned into scares.

It was rare for Yu Heng not to hum or chirp.

"Qin Changshuo, I really miss you."

"Heng Heng, me too."

The author has something to say: Heng Heng said earlier that Qiuqiu is an angel, but she really isn't just a random rainbow fart.

In the same way, Heng Heng really wanted to go crazy.

/ Vicissitudes