Xia Xingchi pinched the bracelet with his fingers. The slightly childish and clumsy weaving technique and the faded red were like a thunderbolt passing by his ears.
The memories that surged up like a tide made him shudder involuntarily. The dream that had been silently erased and buried deep in his memory suddenly became clear.
——In my dream, I gave a bracelet to Li Chengyuan when he was a child.
If it was just a dream, it might not be surprising.
After all, anything is possible in a bizarre fantasy.
After listening to Bai Yueguang's story, my subconscious mind quietly weaved this picture, and then because of the sour and bitter feeling, I secretly substituted myself into Bai Yueguang, which of course can be explained.
Xia Xingchi took a deep breath, but how could he explain that the things in his dream appeared in reality? Did Li Chengyuan actually have a red rope bracelet that he had woven? !
The whole world was distorted and chaotic. Before Xia Xingchi had time to think about it, he felt fragments of memory emerging in his mind, sometimes far away and sometimes near.
Following this red string all the way back to its source, more trivial memories that did not appear in the dream appeared——
After the rain, the weather was clear and cloudless, but the temperature also became lower and colder.
The old and dilapidated factory building was windy on all sides, and the cold wind penetrated through every hole.
Xiao Xia Xingchi took off his coat and covered Li Chengyuan with it, but Li Chengyuan was still shivering from the cold. His lips were pale, and his deep amber eyes were dull and unfocused.
"...Put on your clothes," Li Chengyuan said in a weak voice with difficulty, "Don't worry about me."
Xia Xingchi stretched out her small hand to cover his cold hand to warm it up: "It's okay, I'm not cold, I'm just afraid that you'll catch a cold and vomit blood again."
After observing for a period of time, Xia Xingchi discovered that this frail porcelain doll could not even drink cold water.
You may just drink a sip of slightly cool water at room temperature, and within a moment you will have stomach pain, turn pale, and vomit continuously, sometimes even with light red blood mixed in.
But the conditions here were limited, and there was no hot water to be found, so Xia Xingchi had to hold the plastic bottle in his arms to warm it up a little before giving it to him to drink.
Li Chengyuan knew that he had a high fever. Even though Xia Xingchi gave him his clothes, he was still shivering from the cold.
He didn't want to let Tu Xia Xingchi catch a cold.
Unexpectedly, this little money-grubber tilted his head and thought for a moment, then continued to take off his clothes.
Li Chengyuan immediately frowned and scolded: "Nonsense! Put on your clothes... cough cough..."
"Maybe if we hug each other, we won't feel cold anymore."
Xia Xingchi continued to take off his clothes, then went to Li Chengyuan's side and hugged him, saying seriously: "I've seen two stray cats hugging each other for warmth!"
Li Chengyuan was coughing so hard that his lungs ached and he could vaguely smell a sweet and fishy taste of blood in his mouth.
He covered his lips with one hand and felt his palm getting hot, probably because he was coughing up blood, but he clenched his fist and withdrew his hand calmly, lest the little money-grubber be scared again.
Finally he stopped coughing. Li Chengyuan's voice was already hoarse, and his tone lacked the childishness of his age, only deadness:
"Xia Xingchi... don't you hate me for always being sick like this? Leave me alone and let me fend for myself."
Xia Xingchi was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately said: "Of course I don't hate it! You are already very uncomfortable with your illness, I just want to make you happy, I will take good care of you!"
Li Chengyuan sneered sarcastically: "Everyone will get impatient after a while... I am a burden."
If there is anything more terrifying than the image of my mother hanging herself, it is the nightmares that torment me day and night, of a hideous corpse hanging in the air with its long tongue hanging out, screaming miserably:
"You forced me to death! You were incompetent! You killed me!!"
Li Chengyuan has been weak since childhood and almost died from high fever several times when he just learned to walk.
His mother was afraid that he would have respiratory arrest, so sometimes she was too afraid to sleep at night. She held the little boy in her arms and kept an eye on his condition at all times, not to mention patiently coaxing him to take medicine and concentrating on studying recipes to cook for him.
Needless to say, the hard work and deep maternal love involved are obvious to all.
Yin Huairou, a loving mother who lived up to her name, was always gentle, delicate, hardworking and never complaining, but she suddenly became irritable and scary, as if she had become a completely different person.
When Li Chengyuan was not feeling well or had not finished all his meals, Yin Huairou would pick up the bowl and smash it on the ground or even on him, then scream and shout hysterically.
When he would have physiological nausea and vomiting due to the bitter medicine, they would hold his head and force him to drink bowl after bowl of medicine. Every time he vomited, they would force him to drink another bowl until they achieved their goal of making him drink the medicine.
So when Li Chengyuan had gastric bleeding and vomited blood for the first time, although he was afraid due to his young age and unknown circumstances, he did not dare to tell Yin Huairou or let anyone else know.
He endured the severe stomach pain alone, gritting his teeth and saying nothing, suspecting that he was about to die. The torture ended only when he fainted from excessive blood loss.
Li Chengyuan lowered his eyes. On that stormy night when Yin Huairou committed suicide, which would be forever engraved in his mind, he also suddenly developed a high fever.
In his sleep, he only felt cold and shivering, and his bones were aching. He did not realize that he had a fever, but instinctively gritted his teeth and remained silent to prevent anyone from knowing that he was sick.
While he was in a state of unconsciousness due to illness, he was suddenly pulled up from the bed by the collar, and then a loud slap was slapped viciously on the face!
He actually slapped the weak Li Chengyuan so hard that he fainted on the spot, and was then woken up by another even harder slap.
He opened his eyes and saw Yin Huairou's face full of hatred and even gritting his teeth.
She was still wearing her white nightgown. For the young Li Chengyuan, when his mother held him in her arms, the faint fragrance and warmth of the dress was like a beacon and a safe haven, a symbol of tenderness and peace of mind.
But now it is just like a ghost.
Yin Huairou spoke coldly and hatefully, "You have a fever."
Li Chengyuan was in a coma due to a high fever and could hardly feel the burning pain on his swollen cheek from being slapped.
He was suddenly overwhelmed by the fear and self-loathing that he was sick again, and he had no idea why she appeared in his room in the middle of the night.
At this time, Yin Huairou began to cry and scream madly in the room, and began to smash things hysterically.
Everyone in the villa had long been accustomed to her crazy spirit, so they were not surprised and were too lazy to come and check on her.
Li Chengyuan wanted to get up, but suddenly he had a severe headache.
The high fever caused him to suddenly suffer from vertigo of unknown cause. He immediately fell back onto the bed powerlessly, unable to move at all.
But this time when the vertigo occurred, he was conscious and even his eyes were open.
Yin Huairou cried and yelled, “It’s all your fault! It’s because you’re not good enough! Her son is so healthy, why are you like this!”
"It's not my fault... It's not me, I have a clear conscience! Why did you do this to me?"
"It's because of you that he has a child with another woman. It must be because he doesn't like you!"
As Yin Huairou was talking, she suddenly laughed, and her laughter was terrifying and shrill.
There were flashes of lightning and thunder in the dark night, and heavy rain was beating against the glass. Li Chengyuan's eyes were spinning and he was unable to move. He could only watch her go crazy in silence.
Then he watched her take out the rope she had prepared long ago and hang it on the sturdy decorative pendant on the ceiling of his room.
Although Li Chengyuan was still young at the time, he vaguely knew what she was going to do, so he gritted his teeth and tried to stand up to stop her.
But this useless and trashy body was still dizzy and had a splitting headache. It was unable to move or even speak at all - only its eyes could see clearly.
Her despair, her madness, and even her hideousness after death.
He even watched his once most gentle and beloved mother turn into a madman and then into a corpse, and then stared at her for a whole night.
In the dilapidated factory building, Xia Xingchi stretched out his short arms and hugged Li Chengyuan tightly, hoping that his body temperature would drop soon.
It was obvious that he was delirious due to the fever. The little porcelain doll, who was usually quiet and taciturn, actually said so much in a halting manner.
Or maybe it was because he had a lot of pain in his heart and no one to confide in, and when the illness overcame the defenses of his reason, he could finally let it all hang out.
Xia Xingchi listened to him quietly until he finished speaking. As a money-loving child with no relatives or friends, this was the first time he felt heartache.
Xia Xingchi said seriously, "Although you refuse to call me Brother Xiao Xia, I will never dislike you. If you are sick, I am willing to take care of you anytime and anywhere, I promise!"
After saying that, Xia Xingchi thought about it, and his little head really couldn’t understand how a mother could go to her son’s room specifically to commit suicide.
After all, the mothers he saw with envy on the street all loved their children very much. Even if they didn't, there was no need to be so cruel and act as if they had a blood feud.
He thought for a moment, then carefully poked Li Chengyuan's pale face, which seemed to be transparent:
"You did nothing wrong. Your mother might have a temporary brain disease like the uncle in our orphanage. She will look like a different person."
"She certainly didn't mean to blame you, so don't blame yourself."
Li Chengyuan shook his head slightly with a paranoid and indifferent look, and said in a hoarse and calm voice: "It's my fault, she hates me."
"If I can be healthy... If I can get up and grab her, if I can call someone over... Why haven't I died yet?"
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When Xia Xingchi came back to his senses, he found himself still standing in the empty study, but the fragments of memory in his mind became extremely clear.
He suddenly understood why Li Chengyuan chewed a whole box of antipyretic medicine so terribly and calmly when he went crazy that day.
Because this memory ended with the young Li Chengyuan suddenly going crazy in Xia Xingchi's arms -
He didn't want to be sick so much that he went crazy.
This thought has been imprinted in my mind, like a maggot attached to my bones, like a shadow following me.
Li Chengyuan was like a madman, deceiving others and himself in various ways. He swallowed handfuls of painkillers and antipyretics, and used this final tragic way to cover up the overwhelming guilt, despair and powerlessness in his heart.
Xia Xingchi took a deep breath, and suddenly his heart was filled with heartache.
His thoughts were still extremely confused, and his memories about Li Chengyuan were still fragmentary.
He couldn't figure out how such a clear and real memory suddenly appeared in his complete memory, but this red rope bracelet was the best proof that all this was not an illusion.
So where did Li Chengyuan go?
Although memories stretch time infinitely, in reality they are only a moment.
Aunt Li rushed up from downstairs and finally said what she was about to say:
"Master, today is the anniversary of Madam's death. My husband hasn't come back yet so late. I'm worried..."
Xia Xingchi's eyes widened when he heard this, and he was immediately hit by the word "death anniversary", and his head made a loud "boom" sound.
He didn't know what kind of feelings Li Chengyuan had for his mother, but he seemed to have an intuition telling him that Li Chengyuan would be very likely to become ill and crazy on this day.
"I want to go find him!" Xia Xingchi asked urgently, "Where on earth did he go?"
Aunt Li shook her head. She had never dared to ask over the years. No matter how indifferent and tolerant Li Chengyuan was towards the servants, she could not touch his reverse scale.
Xia Xingchi frowned and had to run downstairs while making a phone call. When he picked up a pair of car keys, the call was connected.
"Doctor Zhao, do you know where Li Chengyuan went?"
Zhao Yinhe on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and after a while asked, "Isn't he back yet?"
After getting Xia Xingchi's affirmative answer, Zhao Yinhe did not say anything else, as if hesitating whether to tell him the address.
This matter is indeed one of Li Chengyuan's weak spots. Even though Zhao Yinhe and he have been close friends since childhood, he dare not test his deepest bottom line.
Xia Xingchi started a car and drove out of the garage, urging: "Hurry up! Where is he going?"
In the fragments of memory, Li Chengyuan's madness as a child was far more terrifying than what he saw that night.
Xia Xingchi couldn't help but tremble, afraid that something might happen to him if no one was watching him.
Moreover, the memories that surged up like a tide had made Xia Xingchi confused. There were too many questions from the past that he wanted to ask him.
At the same time, if it wasn't the right time to be happy, Xia Xingchi might have been overwhelmed with the ecstasy of "I might really be his white moonlight".
"I won't tell Yu Xiaoyan. You are the one who told him, tell me now!" Xia Xingchi urged, turning on the hands-free mode of his cell phone while stepping on the accelerator.
Zhao Yinhe was naturally worried about his best friend, and after hesitating for a long time, he had to tell the truth:
"He's probably at Aunt Yin's grave... Don't worry, he usually just sits there and watches, nothing will happen."
The unusual time is when the disease strikes, which may cause you to lose half your life.
Zhao Yinhe didn't know that Xia Xingchi's words "red rope bracelet" made Li Chengyuan think of those things again. He only knew that as long as he deliberately didn't let himself think about them, he would not lose his mind.
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Following the location given by Zhao Yinhe, Xia Xingchi finally found the location of the cemetery.
Yin Huairou was not buried with the Li family, but was hastily buried in this remote and even somewhat messy cemetery by her disgusting cheating husband.
When Xia Xingchi thought about how this was done to make room for the mistress and that the wife, who had been driven crazy, had to suffer such a miserable end, he felt disgusted and wanted to slap his father.
It's a pity that the old man got his comeuppance and died early, otherwise Xia Xingchi would have rushed up and tried to anger him to death.
It was completely dark. The remote and desolate cemetery on the outskirts of the city was sparsely populated. Even the street lights were not of normal specifications, and were so dim that one could hardly see the road clearly.
As soon as Xia Xingchi got out of the car, before his eyes could adjust to the dim environment, a chilling wind suddenly blew towards him.
But he no longer had time to make up ghost stories to scare himself. When he thought about how cold it was around him, he immediately became worried and concerned that Li Chengyuan would catch a cold.
Xia Xingchi was holding a coat prepared for Li Chengyuan in his hand, and he wanted to find him quickly. Firstly, he was afraid that he would be cold, but more importantly, he was afraid that he would have a seizure and lose his mind.
No matter how strong and rational one's character is, humans are ultimately unable to resist the tremendous mental trauma and the influence of physiological instincts. This is not something Li Chengyuan can control himself.
Xia Xingchi clenched his fists. The more he thought about it, the more heartbroken he felt. He just wanted to find him immediately.
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Just as he stepped into the gate of the cemetery and was about to walk up the stairs, Xia Xingchi suddenly saw a figure flash by.
The man looked very familiar in the darkness and turned up the stairs to the east area of the cemetery.
As soon as Xia Xingchi called out "Li Chengyuan", the other party disappeared from his sight.
Xia Xingchi quickly raised his foot to chase him, but after running two steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
In his vague memory, he seemed to have been here before, and Li Chengyuan's mother's tomb seemed to be in the West District?
But, the person just now seemed to be Li Chengyuan...?
Xia Xingchi couldn't help but hesitate, unsure whether to believe in the blurry vision in the dark, or the mysterious and unfounded memory.
After hesitating for two seconds, he still believed the latter.
His intuition told him that Li Chengyuan would not wander around the cemetery at this time. Moreover, he did not stop when he was called. Maybe he had mistaken him.
Xia Xingchi turned around and went upstairs. His eyes finally adapted to the darkness and he could see things clearly.
This suburban cemetery lacked management and maintenance and was quite messy. Xia Xingchi stumbled as he walked.
No one knows what complicated feelings Li Chengyuan has, or how he views this tomb and the people in it.
He never moved her grave to a better place, and everything here was a reminder of his past helplessness and pain.
After turning around and not seeing anyone, Xia Xingchi couldn't help but suspect that the figure just now was Li Chengyuan.
Just when I was about to go to the East District to look for it again, I suddenly saw a vague figure not far away. He was sitting motionless nearby, blending so well into the still tombstone that I almost didn't see him.
Upon seeing this, Xia Xingchi hurriedly strode forward and took a closer look, and it was indeed Li Chengyuan.
There was no mourning or sadness on his face; he just sat there very calmly.
The whole person seemed quite calm, even a little... well-behaved.
But it was this situation that made Xia Xingchi even more worried.
Xia Xingchi took off his coat, just like Li Chengyuan did on the day of the fashion dinner. He tentatively put his coat with his warm body temperature on him and put on the one in his hand.
There was a hint of daze in Li Chengyuan's eyes, but fortunately he was not the desperate and crazy little lunatic that Xia Xingchi remembered him as a child.
Xia Xingchi took a deep breath and said firmly and seriously as he did then:
"Li Chengyuan, this is not your fault, not at all."
Li Chengyuan slowly turned his head, and looked at him quietly with his calm eyes.
This time Xia Xingchi was not afraid, nor did he avoid the villain's gaze. Instead, he looked straight at him and held Li Chengyuan's face as if he had done it countless times:
"You know, cheating is being a scumbag and an idiot. There is no excuse for it. It has nothing to do with whether you are sick or not."
"Besides, Li Shengrui is older than you. How could someone as smart as you get stuck in such a dead end and not be able to figure it out?"
Li Chengyuan pursed his lips, as if he wanted to say something.
Xia Xingchi knew that what he couldn't let go of was not only the groundless accusations from his mother after she became depressed and distorted, but also the fact that his mother died in front of him, but he could do nothing.
"They say that death is like the extinguishing of a light. How can you keep holding on to that? These things are all in the past."
Xia Xingchi said, took a deep breath, and placed a light kiss on Li Chengyuan's forehead without any ambiguity:
"Let's go home. It's too cold and you'll catch a cold... and I have something to ask you - can weaving a bracelet for you still cover my payment?"
Li Chengyuan finally reacted after hearing this, and his eyes seemed to suddenly focus and brighten.
Xia Xingchi was relieved to see that he could still communicate.
I thought that maybe he wasn't having a seizure. What Zhao Yinhe said was right. He might just be sitting there.
Xia Xingchi was just reaching out to pull the autistic big cat up, but he never expected that Li Chengyuan would suddenly pull him back!
Xia Xingchi lost his balance and fell into his arms, where he was held down fiercely.
He squeezed Xia Xingchi's wrist so hard that it hurt, and just when he wanted him to let go, he saw him finally speak, gritting his teeth and angrily said:
"Didn't you leave? Didn't you disappear completely?!"
"Little liar, you finally came back..." Li Chengyuan's voice was a little hoarse, and he whispered, "Don't you also think that I am a burden and don't want me anymore?"
Xia Xingchi was stunned, unable to tell for a moment whether he was awake or confused. He vaguely felt that something was not right with Li Chengyuan's mind.
Just as he was thinking about it, he felt a sudden sharp pain on his neck. Li Chengyuan bit it hard as if in revenge!
"Li Chengyuan!"
Xia Xingchi gasped, feeling the pain from his bite. This time I don't doubt his mental state. Obviously, normal people would not do such a thing.
Xia Xingchi now just suspected that he was bitten and bleeding: "Wake up quickly, don't be like this!"
The force on his neck suddenly loosened, and before Xia Xingchi could breathe a sigh of relief, his lips suddenly felt hot.
He was stunned and Li Chengyuan pried open his teeth and penetrated directly.
The kiss was intense and crazy, but it didn't contain much passion.
As their lips and teeth blended, Xia Xingchi seemed to clearly feel the emotions——
Crazy, frightened, anxious to possess...
The author has something to say: Xiaoxia: Help! This is my first kiss...
Mr. Li: (After going crazy, he fell into deep thought) How about giving yourself as compensation?
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