The husband who agreed to marry suddenly became a clingy

Xu Qinggui ignored the pain and discomfort in his chest, and pressed Tang Song's hand: "Don't go to the hospital."

"Aren't you going after this?"

Xu Qinggui pushed him away, glanced at the bed and the table, but didn't see what he was looking for, so he ran over to flip through the quilt, "Where are the books?"

"what book?"

He gritted his teeth, the blood in his eyes was clearly visible, "Azhao gave me the book."

"I don't know. I didn't see any books at all. You were asleep here when I came here. No one touched your things."

Xu Qinggui was a little desperate. After nearly a year in the book, the memory before leaving was too far away.

Although I can't remember exactly where I put it, it must be in this room.

He wants to go back, his Sasha, his wife, are still waiting for him...

"I said, let's go to the hospital quickly, you really can't do this." Tang Song flattened his bloody sleeves, and took them off unbearably: "I'll borrow some of your clothes to wear, and then we go Hospital."

Tang Song went to the cloakroom next door to look for clothes, changed and came back to find that Xu Qinggui was gone.

He yelled, and the whole house could only hear his echo.

He was extremely irritable: "What the hell is this ancestor doing... It's like losing his soul after sleeping."

Tang Song dialed Xu Qinggui's phone while walking out, but the ringtone rang in the room. He cut off the phone angrily, and then dialed Tan Zhao's.

"Is Qinggui awake?"

"I woke up, but something was wrong when I woke up. I vomited blood all over my body. I was so distraught that I asked him to go to the hospital and he refused to go. He only asked me if I saw his book. He said that the book was given by you. his."

"Book?" Tan Zhao raised his eyes: "That book was given by my wife, what's wrong?"

"What kind of book is so magical? Let him look for it as soon as he wakes up."

"I didn't expect him to read it. It was just to tease him. The hero of that book has the same name as him."

"The name is the same? He can't just read at home all the time, but it turns out that he didn't sleep, and then he slept for so long, which is too ridiculous." Tang Song opened the car door and sat in: "Don't talk, just now I changed my clothes and he disappeared, and I saw the car also disappeared, he should have gone looking for you, I'll go there now."

Tan Zhao hung up before he could speak, and asked Cen Zhi, "Where did you find that book? The protagonist's name is Qing Gui."

"Yes……"

The doorbell rang suddenly, Tan Zhao ran to open the door, and saw Xu Qinggui outside the door stunned.

The broken hair in front of Xu Qinggui's forehead was wet, his face was pale, his whole body was unnaturally sick, there were dried blood on the corner of his lips, and there were spots of red on his clothes.

"You are..."

Xu Qinggui asked eagerly, "What's the matter with that book?"

"No, you come in first."

Xu Qinggui started to cough again, and when he let go, there was blood on the palm of his hand.

Tan Zhao's face changed, and he grabbed his arm and pulled it out: "You are still asking me what to read, go to the hospital!"

Xu Qinggui swung him away, he was obviously fragile as if he would fall if the wind blows, but his hand was strong, Tan Zhao was stunned for a moment.

He asked stubbornly, "Tell me where you got the book and who the author is."

Cen Zhi came back and said: "I picked it up, because the title of the book was better, so I opened it and looked at it. I saw that the name was the same as yours, so I took it back to Ah Zhao. I didn't notice who the author was... What's the problem? ?"

"Where did you pick it up?"

"I..." Cen Zhi frowned suddenly: "It's strange, I can't remember clearly, it seems to be the door of the house, or it seems to be on the road..."

Xu Qinggui's face was ashamed, his eyes flickered for a while, and Tan Zhao raised his hand to support him.

"Isn't it just a book? It's like it's your sweetheart. I blame myself for doing this. I originally wanted to make you happy. What's the matter with you acting too deep into the drama? "

"Azhao." He closed his eyes in extreme pain: "I'm married."

Tan Zhao was startled, but before he could react, Tang Song, who came in a hurry, said in horror, "What do you think is wrong with you?! I haven't seen you for a few days and you got married?? Who did you marry?"

"Her name is Chen Xingsa, she is very beautiful, her eyes are beautiful and bright, she has a mole on the tip of her nose, her lips are always red, she is a manager, she is very powerful, she..." Xu Qinggui couldn't continue, his eyes were red, A drop of crystal tear fell from the left eye, and it slapped on the floor.

Tan Zhao lost his voice, this was the first time seeing him cry.

He knew he didn't cry when he didn't live long.

Tang Song touched his shoulder: "Although I am very angry that you secretly married, but don't cry, I will accompany you to find her..."

Cen Zhi looked a little weird, stared at him and asked, "The Chen Xingsa you are talking about, is it the Chen Xingsa in the book?"

"…Um."

Tang Song withdrew his hand suddenly: "!!!"

...

Both Tang Song and Tan Zhao felt that Xu Qinggui was crazy, and if he wasn't crazy, they were hallucinating.

Their good brother wakes up and insists that he has a wife and is a paper man, isn't that frighteningly scary? !

Then Tang Song concluded that Xu Qinggui was too fascinated by reading books and brought himself into it. Sometimes it’s no big deal to like a paper figure. He also liked beautiful sheep when he was a child.

Together, the two decided to appease him first.

Xu Qinggui sat on the sofa and drank water silently, sipping it one mouthful at a time, then coughed up after thinking of something, with bloodshot eyes, which made people's hearts jump.

Tang Song strode over to take the shaking cup, "We'll help you find that book in a while, don't think about it, you can always find it."

Xu Qinggui lowered his eyes, his face became paler and almost transparent, "I want to go back."

"Where are you going?"

"Go back to the book."

Tang Song almost lost his grip, and looked up at Tan Zhao in horror.

Tan Zhao sat across from Xu Qinggui: "You mean, you got into a book?"

"Ah."

"Then tell me what's going on."

Xu Qinggui raised his eyes, and continued to narrate, starting from the first day he opened his eyes in the book and saw Chen Xingsa, he explained the details clearly.

For a full hour, they seemed to have heard a bizarre yet true story, and at the end, Tang Song got goosebumps all over his body.

"You... are you telling the truth?"

"Ah."

"Are you sure you didn't have a long dream?"

"I'm sure." He stared fixedly at him, the deepness in his pupils and the clarity of desire stained with mortal dust.

In the past, Xu Qinggui's eyes were empty, he was always indifferent, like a fairy untouched by the world, and the waves in his eyes were clear and shallow. If he hadn't experienced vicissitudes and love, how could his eyes make people feel heartache at a glance .

Cen Zhi tugged at Tan Zhao lightly, and he followed her away.

"What he said seemed to be true."

Tan Zhao held his forehead: "But don't you think it's too ridiculous?"

"It's ridiculous, but have you seen his eyes? I read despair and pleading for help from his eyes. If he really can't go back, he will die. If he is caught in his own fantasy , If he can’t come out, he will die in it.”

"Azhao, help him."

Cen Zhi is a psychology major, and he is very accurate in judging people in a certain way, but this matter...

Tan Zhao scratched his hair irritably, uttered a dirty word, turned back and asked, "The person you mentioned who got in like you is called Ji Wangshu, right?"

"Wang Xue." Xu Qinggui raised his head suddenly: "Her name is Wang Xue, and she said she entered ten years ago, but our timeline seems to be different."

Tan Zhao nodded: "I'll check it for you, you live in my house first, I don't worry about letting you go back."

"Um...thank you."

Tang Song chased after Tan Zhao: "Do you really believe his ridiculous nonsense?"

"I gave him that book, and I have to be responsible to him."

"..." His beautiful face almost ran away from home: "Forget it, I'll ask someone to check it."