Chapter 28 What to do if your boyfriend is too timid (28)
In their cozy little house, Chu Xiang was pressed on the bed with his hands and feet for two full hours.
She couldn't help but fall asleep. When she opened her eyes, she saw the young man lying motionless on her body. When she moved her numb body, she stretched out her hand with difficulty and touched him again and again. head.
After a long, long time, the young man raised his moist black eyes and said, "Xiangxiang, do you find me annoying?"
Chu Xiang was a little confused, "Huh?"
He said: "I'm not good-looking, and everyone says I'm scary. I'm also very clingy. I just want to cling to you every day, Xiangxiang, and I often make you angry."
The more He Shi spoke, the more difficult it became, and the voice that escaped his throat began to tremble, "Will you dislike me?"
The more Chu Xiang listened, the more funny he felt. He deliberately rubbed his face with both hands and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? You are obviously very good-looking. If you stick to me, it means you like me. As for you, you always You did something to make me angry..."
"I can't help it." Chu Xiang pretended to sigh, "This is all because of me."
If she could hold on to her anger every time he made a mistake and never forgive him or ignore him until he truly realized his mistake, he would definitely not make the same mistake next time.
But every time he was yelled at, he would look at her with that pitiful look, and she would say without principle: "Forget it this time, no next time!"
And usually even if there is a next time, her words will be the same as before, so this caused He Shi to develop an unscrupulous habit, because he knew that Chu Xiang would never abandon him.
He Shi stared at Chu Xiang blankly. He was obviously a weird thing that was difficult for the world to understand, but now Chu Xiang seemed to have become the most difficult to understand creature in the world.
He unconsciously touched Chu Xiang's hand gently. Her hand was burned by the high temperature, and her palms and fingertips were all red. Fortunately, because he was cooled down in time, no blisters appeared, but the skin on it and The flesh and blood still aches.
He Shi's body was very cold. He held her hand. The cold temperature was the most comfortable temperature for Chu Xiang.
"Xiangxiang, I'm sorry."
He is very arrogant, thinking that as the biggest sinner, he can easily control the life and death of everyone in the school. Likewise, he also likes to have fun with such cruel jokes.
He Shi didn't remember whether he was a good person or a bad person before. Maybe he was a scum without mercy from the beginning. That's why when he was bound to this place for a long time, his little bit of humanity was scattered. go.
He has seen too many people who are dazzled by desire. They are willing to sell their souls in order to realize their so-called wishes, and their whole bodies exude a disgusting smell.
Chu Xiang naturally has desires, and her desires are stronger than those of ordinary people.
Her desires - all were directed at him.
That night, when he stood on the stairs and heard the girl's confession, he had the illusion that his whole body was being stripped naked and that she was eagerly appreciating it.
He Shi was a conservative male ghost. He had been wandering around for nearly a hundred years and had never been exposed to anything between men and women. In that moment, his face turned red, his body became hot, and he felt that his purity had been cruelly tainted. That was the first time he knew that someone would base all their desires on him.
And every day he was with her, she kept telling him that he was worthy of being liked, that he was not a source of research in others' eyes, nor was he a person of fear in others' eyes. things.
He is her lover, her beloved, the one she loves with all her heart.
He Shi didn't know why, he knew that as a man, he couldn't shed tears, but now he couldn't control the heat in his eyes, and the tears like blood flowed in his eyes, foggy, blurring his eyes. sight.
But soon, the girl stretched out her hand to wipe his eyes, and he could clearly capture the direction in which she was.
Chu Xiang had a rare gentle gesture, carefully touching his cold skin, and asked softly: "What's wrong?"
"I'm sorry, Xiangxiang, I didn't tell you... tell you my identity." It took all his courage to say this, because he was too scared. If Chu Xiang was angry with him for concealing it, he would How should I ask her to forgive me?
If she refused to forgive herself, what else could he do?
He Shi had already lost his life, but now he felt a real sense of suffocation. This feeling of being about to suffocate to death at any time was actually worse than a hundred years ago when he was trapped in that small white room. , and make him feel pain and despair.
Chu Xiang answered, "Your identity?"
He Shi didn't dare to look at her, not wanting to see the disgust for him in her eyes, so he buried his face in the crook of her neck. He was like a big cat that curled up, desperately clinging to her body.
"A long time ago... I was no longer human."
He Shi seemed like a fool in front of Chu Xiang. What was hard to see was that he was indeed very smart.
No matter how complicated the math problem is, he can quickly solve the answer as long as he looks at it for a few seconds. At that time, he was only a six-year-old child. His parents were just ordinary people. After discovering that he was different from ordinary people, they He widely promoted that he was a child prodigy and made a lot of money.
Not long after, a wealthy businessman named Leng came over and spent a large sum of money to buy the child prodigy.
From beginning to end, no one asked the child if he wanted to. Of course, in the eyes of those people, his wishes were not important.
The ignorant child was taken into an experimental building and then locked up in a small white room. For a long time, there would be people in white coats studying his every move through the glass windows. Then, someone He came to give him a physical examination, and people came to draw his blood every now and then.
There were many times when he was tied up and lying on the operating table, watching helplessly as adults put various instruments on his head.
Even though his brain is more developed than others, and even though he can quickly solve problems that many people can't solve, he still doesn't understand how complicated and cruel the adult world is.
Every time the anesthesia wore off and he woke up from a coma, he would feel a dull pain in his head.
There was only one bed in the white room. The little child was curled up in the corner of the bed. One hand gently touched the back of his head. What he felt was the touch of gauze. Under the gauze, what was his head? What's wrong, he doesn't know.
(End of chapter)