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This was the night Liang Yici woke up for the first time.The light gray sky was covered with a dark color like an abyss. His mouth was parched and he was unwilling to stand up. He raised his hand and did not continue to straighten his arms, but only covered his eyes with the bend of his arms.

The quilt wrapped around his waist was piercingly cold, and his bones were sore from the cold. He neither wanted to get up nor fell back to sleep immediately.Beta walked by pushing a suitcase in the corridor, and the wheels rolled over the dark red vertical striped carpet. The guest opened the door with a "tick" and closed it lightly.

Click, bang, and then the noise of the top of the box hitting the door frame, and the noise of the bag being pulled around in a hurry.

Liang Yici was so annoyed that he couldn't blame the stranger.After all, sometimes things are like this, the more careful you are, the easier it is to screw up, and people who tiptoe are often more likely to disturb people's dreams than those who don't care about these things.

He held his hands empty, squeezed the air into his palms, stared at the strangely shaped chandelier on the ceiling and the flying insects fluttering, completely unwilling to sleep again.

He didn't want to think about other things, worried that he would fall into boundless annoyance again, so he began to blame that innocent insect, blaming it for why it still stubbornly exists now that countless species of creatures are extinct.

Liang Yici has always had his own opinions, so after Chu Yu left for a few hours, he sat on the sofa, and in the end he did not listen to Chu Yu's suggestion, squatting in this out of place room, wishful thinking waiting for the master to come home .

But he didn't go back to the new district as Chu Yan wished, and made a clean break with the past, never having any contact with each other.

He picked a hotel close to Chu's residence, paid half a month's rent in advance, then poured all the disposable toiletries in the suite into a drawer, and closed it with a "swish".He calmly changed into the daily necessities he brought from Chu's house, and filled the bathroom and desk, creating an illusion that he was living a fulfilling life.

On the day of check-in, Liang Yici scribbled to wash up, fell into the bed and slept in the dark.

He didn't dream that day, and slept like never before. When he woke up, he didn't look at the time, didn't draw the curtains, and dragged on his slippers in a daze, turned a corner, and hit the glass door of the bathroom with a "bang" sound!

His forehead was flushed, the corners of his eyes were almost wet, and the tiredness was swept away in an instant.After covering his head and staring at the frosted glass for a moment, he slowly moved in and took a half-hot, half-cool shower with a sullen face for nearly four to ten minutes.

Liang Yici probably had to admit that he was the most embarrassing group of swindlers trying to plot evil at the moment when the hot water suddenly turned cold and he rubbed his arms and shivered.

After all kinds of calculations, he got himself into it.He rubbed the raised goosebumps, and rinsed off the shower gel in a dull manner.

If you lose, you lose, and losing your heart is not terrible.The frightening thing is that he, as a magician with all seats sold out, actually failed in a large-scale performance.

Not only that, but with the most embarrassing posture, he was known all by the person who dared not tell the truth in this life.

After Liang Yici took a shower, he wiped off the drops of water with stiff arms, and stepped back into the room limply.There was still a distance between his thighs and the edge of the bed, so he fell heavily on the bed helplessly, his tight lips were stuffed in the quilt.

He couldn't open his eyes, and the breath he exhaled was extremely hot, so he moved his arms with great effort, spreading his palms on the bed, and pressing his forehead heavily.

The not-so-smooth palms felt numb, and the damp from the bathroom evaporated in a short time, but it took Liang Yici a long time to realize that he had a fever.

As an alha, he actually had a fever!

Liang Yici only had time to be surprised, and didn't even have time to think about whether he should get up and take medicine, or contact the staff.

He rubbed his forehead with his fingertips, and pushed his wet head against the pillow, his neck was sore.He didn't force himself to put it on the pillow, after all, he didn't bother to move an inch, he just turned his face to press the sheet, and Chaos decided to sleep first before talking.

According to the basic plot, I should get my smart phone at this time, call blindly, and show off my weakness and tell Chu Yan that I am sick, can you come back.

However, this way of showing weakness was too abrupt, obviously not suitable for him, Liang Yici breathed slowly, and changed his mind again.

He felt that he could consider asking Chu Yan hoarsely, "Where is the nearest pharmacy?"Chu Yan is so smart, he can definitely guess that he is seriously ill.

But what if Chu Yu pretended not to understand?Or he didn't know how to answer the phone at all, so he blocked himself ruthlessly.

The more Liang Yici thought about it, the more disturbed he became.The invisible heavy hammer made him spin around, feeling uneasy.

The air conditioner in the room is fully turned on, [-] to [-] degrees, and the silver hair that has not been dried is scattered on the back of the neck, and it seems that it cannot be kept messy.The ends of his hair fell to the bed, the outermost layer of hair was freeze-dried, but the part next to his neck was cold.

Alha's brows were no longer handsome, and there was a dejected knot between her brows.Fortunately, there was no mirror in front of him, otherwise he would have been stunned by this—the famous Professor Liang had never been so embarrassed.

In order to avoid the exponential growth of the embarrassment and maintain the last bit of dignity that he wanted to hide, he didn't allow himself to continue thinking about making a phone call, so he pinched his fingertips a few times.

The curtains were very thick, and the warm summer breeze could not move the curtains. The only light source came from the bathroom, which illuminated half of Liang Yici's shoulders.His face was covered in darkness, and he stroked the fine hair on the side of his face, and he quickly avoided it with a rustle.

He seemed to be unable to bear the brightness, and he was unwilling to get up, so he had to drag the quilt indiscriminately, covering his head and half of his body blindly.

Not long after, he retracted his legs and tried his best to retract his entire body.

The illness came like a mountain, and this day, Liang Yici was not so much falling asleep as he was fainting.

He put his fist against his heart, and then had a nightmare.

In the dream, he was a high-profile magician. No one laughed at him for wearing a funny pointed hat. On the contrary, there were applause and cheers from time to time. Even people outside the venue seemed to scream his name.

On the left pocket of his suit is a badge with his name and honor engraved on it.

This performance was very ordinary to the audience, only Liang Yici knew that under his elegant appearance, there was a flustered and throbbing heart hidden.In the grand occasion that was sought after by thousands of people, his eyes always followed one of the oga, who was quiet and picturesque with his legs crossed.

When the show started, there was thunderous applause, and he followed the procedure for his superb performance, which caused bursts of cheers.Knowing that near the end, he suddenly suppressed his saliva and moistened his Adam's apple, allowing his eyes to refocus—even though he couldn't see the face of the person below him on the stage, he knew that person was in that position.

Today is Qixi Festival.Liang Yici was surprised that he could remember such an ancient festival. Presumably 90.00% of the people in the world are unwilling to continue to inherit the ancient earth culture.But he was glad he still remembered.

As a popular magician, he recently met the love he had been looking for for decades, so naive and ridiculous.He needs to find an opportunity to show off his lover to everyone.He couldn't wait any longer, and today's time was just right.

His plan was very boring, he planned to conjure a dripping rose out of thin air later, and at the moment when countless eyes intertwined, he would present the flower to the lover sitting in the front row full of devotion.He couldn't do more ostentatious arrangements, firstly, he couldn't ignore the organizer, and secondly, he was so nervous that his heart was about to jump out, and it was easy to lose the standard.

Sure enough, before Liang Yici had time to draw out the most attractive lip line, and the spotlight was not in place, the props failed unexpectedly!

Strangely, after tens of seconds of silence, the audience's reaction became extremely exaggerated.They started laughing and throwing all sorts of weird things onto the stage with their arms outstretched—pamphlets, whistles, banana peels… God knows how food would get through security on such an occasion.

In short, from that second on, everyone treated him as a ridiculous laughing stock, called him a liar, a clown, told him to refund the ticket, and get out.

Liang Yici was completely stunned, not knowing where to put his hands.

He stood awkwardly in the center of the stage, and the light finally gathered, showing the messy magician from the beginning.

He was splashed with water, and he thought inexplicably: Fortunately, it wasn't sulfuric acid.The icy water sank into his neckline and slipped down to his tailbone, his limbs were numb with the cold, while the rose he had found so hard was wilting his head, stems

The thorn pierced his palm hard, making him numb from the pain.

At this moment, his lover stood up suddenly, straightened his clothes, and walked over tall and leggy.

Oga's shadow covered him, and the person standing in front of him became inexplicably taller.Those beautiful black eyes showed a condescending arrogance, and even the questioning was a smile, which was terribly cold.

Why lie to me? oga asked.

Liang Yici couldn't answer.He only remembered hastily handing over roses, bleeding from the punctured fingertips, and the blood flowed to the back of his hands, scorching his frozen senses.

Oga tilted his head to see this scene, and suddenly laughed.

He raised his hand to take the rose, and ruthlessly dropped the rose on the ground.Although the process was very quick, oga's tender fingers were still pricked a little, and blood beads came out, which stimulated Liang Yici's nerves.

He was like a helpless young man, not daring to breathe, watching the petals fall to the ground. Oga crushed the petals without hesitation with those dark gray Martin boots.

Oga stared at his eyes, grinding very carefully and slowly, like grinding a pool of cold blood.

……

When Liang Yici woke up, his upper body was covered in sweat, but his bare feet and ankles were unbearably cold.

He groaned, gritted his teeth, propped up his upper body on his elbows in a daze, and touched the smartphone on the bedside table with all his strength.

The bathroom was still bright, making him dizzy.He grabbed the smart phone and pressed it with one hand tremblingly, beep, beep, beep.

beep--

There was only one ring on the other side, and it was quickly picked up.

Liang Yici held on to the slightest hope, and adjusted his expression in a panic, as if his collapsed appearance might frighten the other party.He didn't have time to organize his words, and with a hoarse voice, he whispered cautiously: "悕悕, I—"

Unexpectedly, the opposite party didn't give him too much time for the opening remarks.The strange male voice cut off his words, and he didn't even have the patience to say hello or introduce himself.

"Xiao Yi just lay down, don't bother him." The voice was like a breeze, wandering between Liang Yici's bones, like a tiny sharp knife, scraping Liang Yici out of an increasingly serious illness .

Liang Yici's expression was blank for a moment.

"I know who you are, Xiaoxi told me everything." The stranger paused, then added in a low voice, "Professor Liang, since you haven't been able to trust him for such a long time, why bother to try your best to get him back?" ? Are you tired? Are you in a panic?"

The other party spoke mercilessly, but his tone was very gentle, like a very patient teacher gently coaxing a greedy child to know his way back and stop holding on to something he doesn't cherish.

Liang Yici's heart sank, and his headache was about to split.

He wanted to question who the other party was, why did Chu Yu sleep there, and handed over the phone he carried with him?

Liang Yici tried his best to keep calm, pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, and analyzed that the person was definitely not Chu Yi's friend.

Chu Jue's friend Liang Yiciquan investigated, and all the district government officials stayed in the old district to work, except for the oga capitalist who went to the new district.

The problem is, Liang Yici keenly perceives that it is an alha from the strong desire to protect the person opposite him.

what happened?Liang Yici bit his mouth hard, thinking quickly, and had to avoid his teeth chattering and being heard by the other party.

Was it because his communication network leaked, a small flying insect broke free from the net, and slipped to Chu Yu's side at some point?

Or was it that after Chu Yu became discouraged, he decided to find a reliable alha in the new area to snuggle up again, so he won the heart of this lover by virtue of his cool temperament different from other oga?

Liang Yici felt it was absurd, and for a moment he didn't even know what he was doing.

He was planning to hold a high profile and secretly show weakness, but suddenly the city collapsed.The enemy who appeared at an unknown time entered the city calmly and became the new master.

And because he made a mistake, he was banished to the city wall by those in power.

In addition, he was actually reduced to a traitor.

He didn't even have a chance to have a word with Chu Yan, he struggled to squeeze out the "I'm sick, please go home" that had been brewing for a long time, and added "OK" in a moderate tone.

The smartphone was placed on the bed, and Liang Yici stared at the numbers on the screen that he had memorized backwards, his throat seemed to be completely blocked.

Not long after, with a light and long sigh from the other side, the communication was mercilessly cut off.

The screen went completely dark.Liang Yici didn't speak, didn't move, didn't do anything, just kept making rough panting sounds like exhaust fans.