Rage (26)
Song Shu didn't know what to say. He looked at Song Chen not far away in a daze, then looked at Chen Yu beside him, feeling that everything was really terrible.
What Shen Yu said was terrible, but as if she wanted him to hear it clearly, she still spoke close to his ear.
Chen Yu was taller than him, and scared him when she lowered her head to whisper. If his legs were not so weak, Song Shu felt that he could have taken several steps back.
It has been nearly four days since Song Shu last met Song Chen. In fact, Song Shu can't think of what to say to Song Chen when they meet again.
It was very subtle. Because if he met Shen Yu, he could probably still quarrel with this thick-skinned person, but if he met Song Chen alone, he would not know what to say.
Song Shu didn't want to be embarrassed, nor did he want to go to the hospital. He took advantage of the gap between Chen Yu and Song Chen's gaze, turned around and walked back, but his legs fell twice, the last fall had not healed completely, and the wound from this fall was still dripping with blood. The bloodstains along the way were still a bit scary, and he couldn't walk well.
He took two steps, and Shen Yu followed him again, but this time he didn't make any moves, and followed Song Shu closely: "Let's go to the hospital together."
Song Shu really didn't want to make any trouble. Chen Yu kept pestering him and he was getting a little angry.
"If you have nothing to do, go help a few more elderly people cross the road instead of bothering me here."
Shen Yu stopped and stated the facts: "You hate me."
Song Shu was thankful that this person finally gave up and said unhappily, "It's good that you know."
He walked very slowly, and because of his leg injury, he walked crookedly, and it felt like he was going to fall at any second.
Fortunately, Shen Yu was no longer catching up with him, so he didn't have to force himself to speed up.
Song Shu originally thought so, but the next second he heard even more hurried footsteps.
Shen Yu caught up with him again, his expression calm, “It’s okay, I’m thick-skinned.”
“………”
Song Shu really laughed out of anger, but then he remembered Song Chen who had been standing under the street light, and he turned back, only to find that Song Chen had already left.
Shen Yu: “Your brother doesn’t care about you anymore.”
Song Shu didn't care much, it was better if Song Chen didn't care about him. He would leave sooner or later, and if Song Chen didn't care about him, it meant that Song Chen wouldn't be sad.
Song Chen treated him very well, and Song Shu didn't want him to be sad about such a trivial thing.
Instead, it was Chen Yu who was really nosy. Song Shu frowned: "What does it have to do with you?"
"He likes you, and I like you too. He and I are rivals in love, so it has something to do with me."
Shen Yu's tone of voice was very calm in every sentence, as if he was talking about the most everyday topic.
Song Shu felt very angry.
Of course, Shen Yu's entanglement was annoying, but at the same time, he felt that Shen Yu had no personality of his own.
Song Shu tried to calm down his anger, but he couldn't. This time, he didn't push Shen Yu, but stopped by himself.
He stopped, and Shen Yu, who followed him, naturally stopped as well.
"I know you may not understand what I'm saying. But I still want to say that you don't have to follow me. I don't like men, and I won't like them in the future. You will meet someone better in the future, so there's no need to change yourself for me."
Song Shu rubbed her cheeks to cool down a little, and then said, "I don't like men, and I don't like people who belittle themselves."
"Chen Yu, don't come to me anymore, just live your own life."
Shen Yu withdrew his hand.
He had already accepted the fact that Song Shu didn't like him.
Dislike can be disgust, hatred, resentment... or indifference. However, acceptance does not mean giving up, and giving up does not mean giving up.
Chen Yu looked at Song Shu, and Song Shu let him look at her, but she didn't look back, as if she was avoiding him, or as if she was too lazy to look back.
How could he give up?
How can I give up if I like you so much?
He gave up his favorite industry, learned false voice for Song Shu, practiced matching and makeup, learned how to cosplay as Sen*Wan*Grooming, and step by step became "Chen Yu".
It was all his wishful thinking, no wonder Song Shu was wrong.
Shen Yu's hand loosened, and his sleeves slid down. Song Shu vaguely saw the marks of self-harm on his wrist, and felt a little reluctant, so she comforted him, "It's okay, you will meet someone better in the future."
Until now, Shen Yu's expression was still calm, "Don't you hate me for what I did to you?"
Song Shu was puzzled. "It's annoying, but what does it have to do with what you said to me?"
Song Shu finished speaking and walked forward again. He hadn't said such harsh words of rejection to anyone for a long time. He was afraid of seeing Shen Yu's hurt expression and softening his heart, so he controlled himself not to look at Shen Yu's expression.
Unexpectedly, the footsteps behind me were catching up again. Shen Yu seemed to be smiling, "Well, I like you more."
Song Shu: “…”
This person is a beanbag! !
Song Shu was so shocked that his gaze towards Chen Yu was somewhat accusatory.
Shen Yu curved her lips: "I won't follow you anymore, go to the hospital."
"I like you, it's my business. I'm willing to confess. It's much better than someone who keeps hiding and doesn't dare to show up, right?"
As Chen Yu spoke, he looked in one direction obscurely. Song Shu hadn't noticed anything at first, but Chen Yu had looked so many times that he couldn't help but follow her gaze.
Then I saw Song Chen.
“………”
What the hell! Shouldn't Song Chen have left long ago? !
Song Shu was disheveled in the wind.
Shen Yu added: “You are not sensitive at all to other people’s sight and thoughts, and you are easily deceived.”
"There are some things that he doesn't even want to admit even when I say them for him. What a cowardly coward."
"Are you afraid that you won't be able to maintain this relationship after you say it? You've given it a lot of thought, unlike me, who only tells the truth."
Shen Yu stood up straight and whispered again: “Song Shu, don’t be fooled again.”
Song Chen's gaze seemed to have substance, and Shen Yu's voice was not small. A battle without swords and sabers seemed to have begun, with Song Shu trembling in the middle.
"I'll come to see you tomorrow. The 2 million is yours, you can do with it as you please." Shen Yu smiled, "Although some people are timid, they are still very generous in persuading people to break up."
After that, Shen Yu left.
Song Shu glanced at Song Chen not far away, and felt that Song Chen's gaze was on him again. He didn't know whether to run or what to do. When Song Chen walked over, he was still standing there in a daze.
In fact, he couldn't run fast. If Song Chen really wanted to catch up with him, he could catch up with him in one breath.
Song Shu was too lazy to waste his energy and waited for Song Chen under the street light.
After not seeing each other for four days, Song Chen was still as handsome as ever, his face was still dark, but there was something more in him that Song Shu couldn't understand.
Song Chen was so imposing that Song Shu could not help but take two steps back and take the initiative: "I didn't say those words."
Song Chen's expression froze for a moment, then he said, "Am I such a stingy person?"
Song Shu wanted to nod, but glanced at Song Chen and shook his head: "Brother is indeed a bit stingy."
Vision and hearing are sometimes out of sync. As long as what he says and what he does are different, Song Chen will not know what he is implying.
Song Shu was well aware of this, and was then dragged by the gloomy-faced Song Chen to sit on a park bench.
The action wasn't rough, even considering his wounds.
Song Shu sat down and found that Song Chen took out disinfectant alcohol and medicinal wine from his pocket, and carefully looked at his wound under the street light.
It turned out that I had just gone to the pharmacy to buy medicine for him, no wonder I disappeared.
Song Shu was distracted for a while, but was brought back to his senses by the warm touch on his ankle. Song Chen's body temperature was always high, so he grabbed Song Shu's ankle, cut open the torn fabric with scissors, and cleaned the wound with mineral water.
Everything was done very carefully. Song Shu, who had turned on the pain-blocking function, only felt the coldness, but his body had already begun to tremble due to the pain.
This is probably the trick of pain masking. You can fool your senses, but you can’t fool your body.
A slight tremor was transmitted through his fingers. Song Chen's disinfected hands paused, and his face became unnaturally stiff.
He looked up and saw that Song Shu's cheeks and nose were red, and her eyes were slightly red, but she still resisted saying anything unpleasant, and didn't even ask him to stop.
Song Chen always wanted Song Shu to feel some pain. Song Shu was heartless, and only pain could make him feel that Song Shu was trembling for him and her breathing was rising and falling for him.
This idea has never been realized. The concept of pain is too vague, and different people have different pain thresholds.
Now that he had done it by accident, Song Chen did not feel any joy in his heart, and even felt a twisted pain.
It's not okay to let Song Shu feel too much pain, because if he feels too much pain, he will also feel pain. As for heartache, that's probably true, but the term "heartache" may still be a bit awkward and hypocritical. Song Chen doesn't want to admit it, so he will feel pain with Song Shu. The pain comes from the inside out, there is clearly no wound, but it feels like all the internal organs are out of place.
When he received the 200,000 yuan transferred by Song Shu, he was in a meeting. It’s not quite right to say he was in a meeting because he was just listening.
What does a 200,000 yuan bank transfer mean?
Song Shu had just moved out of his house and transferred another 200,000 yuan to him. Song Chen could not think of any reason other than to draw a clear line between them.
It would not be accurate to describe that moment as suffocating. Song Chen just remembered a lot of past events with Song Shu. The pain in his brain prevented him from looking for it, so all he could think of were scattered memories about Song Shu.
Song Chen thought about it for a long time, so much so that when he sent a message to Song Shu to inquire about the 200,000 yuan transfer, he only sent a question mark.
His self-esteem has never allowed him to reveal the ugliness of a humble and ridiculous loser.
However, he never received any news from Song Shu, or even an explanation. To this day, he still couldn't figure out what the remaining self-esteem was for.
After getting off the plane, he hurried to the hotel where Song Shu was staying. What was the point of rushing there, and what was the reason for the meeting? After all, he was not clear.
Later, they met under the street light. He saw Song Shu bleeding, with Shen Yu beside him.
It was strange to say, Shen Yu also liked Song Shu, and when the two stood together, he should be angry or jealous. However, the moment he saw Shen Yu, his first feeling was only relief.
——That’s great, Song Shu has someone by his side.
Song Shu has never been able to take care of himself. With Chen Yu around, at least Song Shu can live a better life.
It was not until this moment that Song Chen realized that he just wanted Song Shu to live a good life, and it didn't matter to him whether the people around her were him or not.
It doesn't matter if he draws a line in the sand, after all, he can't bear to see Song Shu suffer.
"Just bear with it."
Song Chen treated the wound simply.
No matter how carefully you do it, it will definitely hurt if you get hurt, and Song Shu is shaking more and more violently.
Song Chen clenched the tweezers in his hand and said in a hoarse and short voice: "There are still some gravel."
"It's okay." Song Shu sniffed, his eyes full of tears.
With the pain blocking turned on, only his body feels pain, but he can't feel too much pain.
Song Chen didn't think so. He was more careful than before. After he finished crushing the stones, he exhaled softly and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."
"Brother, I don't want to go to the hospital."
Song Shu really didn't feel any pain, and he didn't like going to the hospital.
He has an aversion to hospitals.
Song Chen stood up and rubbed his head, "Okay, I won't go."
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