Fairy Cries Only At Night

The gate is right in front of me. I can see my Jin Yan when I go out.

However, Li Yan held me. I looked at the door, which was only one step away from me, but it was so far away from me all of a sudden.

No, I want Jin Yan, I want Jin Yan

I struggled frantically. Li Yan had to hold me like an iron hoop. I couldn't earn and go out. I could only watch.

Why... Obviously it's a close distance. Obviously we'll meet soon.

Why, just one step, why!

"Let go of me, you devil! Let go of me!"

Li Yan held me, carried my hands behind his back, and pressed my head in his arms. I was completely fixed and could not earn or twist.

I opened my lip and bit it down.

Li Yan tightened his whole body, hugged me tighter and let me bite harder.

"President Li!"

"Get out."

"I'll call a doctor."

"No."

The smell of blood came from my mouth and rushed into my brain.

Scarlet rose in my mind. I saw the picture of my adoptive father falling to the ground and the picture of Jin Yan stabbing an old man with a knife.

Constant blood poured towards me, as if to contaminate and drown me.

I screamed with fear, shook my head like a madman, and had a splitting headache.

"Ah!"

"Su Qing!"

"No, don't come... Don't come!"

"Su Qing! Su Qing!"

"Don't come, don't come... Ah!"

I was surrounded by a sea of red blood. The pain was hard to bear. I fainted.

"Ah Cheng! Ah Cheng!"

At the end of the line of sight was Li Yan's dark eyes, which spread deeply with a touch of panic.

"How's it going?"

"She was so stimulated that she probably couldn't wake up for the time being."

"For a while... How long?"

"This... Can't be determined."

"... probably, give me a rough idea."

"Maybe ten days and a half months, maybe a month, half a year, a year, or even longer."

“……”

"President Li!"

"You go out."

I had a dream and fell into the darkness for a long time.

No... it's not darkness, it's blood red.

I wandered in a red sea of blood, holding the driftwood in my hand, tightly and trembling.

There was nothing in the sea. I couldn't see the shore, the sky and the people. I kept looking around, shouting and screaming in my heart.

I wanted someone to help me out, but there was no one, and there was no one in my voice.

And occasionally, I hear someone talking to me.

But too far apart, I can't hear clearly. I can only shout, hoping they can find me.

But, no, I broke my throat and no one paid attention to me.

In this way, I was immersed in a sea of blood, from fear to numbness, to the final acceptance, calm, or even silence.

I don't feel anything anymore.

Then I could hear a voice talking to me.

I heard every word he said clearly.

Sometimes it's deep, like this.

"Do you think I can't help you if I fall asleep like this?"

“……”

"I have a way."

“……”

Sometimes it's easy, like this.

"The sun is fine today. I'll take you to bask in the sun."

“……”

"By the way, I sorted out your paintings yesterday. Unexpectedly, I can open an exhibition."

“……”

"Do you want to have an exhibition?"

“……”

"Don't want to drive?"

“……”

"Yes, you're just interested."

He always speaks well alone and has a lot of fun.

At first, I thought someone would answer.

But no, not once.

What a strange man.

In this way, I am used to lying in the ocean and listening to him.

Listen to his loneliness, listen to his loneliness, listen to his miss.

Sometimes he doesn't say I miss him very much.

Wait like a child.

But I know, he doesn't know me.

This gives me a feeling that hide and seek has not been found. I am very happy and proud.

However, I haven't heard him speak for a long time recently.

I don't know where he has gone. I miss him a little.

No, it's not a little, it's a good idea.

I couldn't sleep in the sea of blood. I wanted to hear him talk.

I don't know how long I waited. Finally, his voice and strange voice came.

"When do you wake up?"

"Unable to determine."

"Is there any way?"

"Mr. Li, according to what you said before, it's unlikely to wake her up, but there's a way to try."

"What can I do?"

"Hypnosis."

"Useful?"

"Not necessarily, but you can try."

"Does it have any effect on her body?"

"Mr. Li, in my current judgment, for Miss Su, the impact is the same as whether it has no impact."

"What do you mean?"

"Miss Su is doing this now because she doesn't want to wake up, or she thinks it doesn't matter whether she wakes up or not. But if we want her to wake up, we will stimulate her. However, the past memories are too unbearable and she chooses to escape. Then waking up is two results, one is forgetting and the other is more intense. But no matter which one Kind of, Mr. Li, your goal has been achieved. "

I can't understand what the man said. I have to go around like a tongue twister. I'm so tired.

I want to hear him.

But his voice seemed heavy.

Did he encounter something difficult to solve?

"Yes, I just want her to wake up."

"OK, Mr. Li, have you decided?"

"Decision? It's the best thing. No decision, no decision."

"OK, let's find a suitable time."

"Yes."

The matter seemed to be settled. The man left and soon he was left alone.

That's nice. He's talking to me again!

As soon as I thought so, his voice came in.

I lay on the driftwood and listened to him with my eyes closed.

"As I said, I have a way."

“……”

"Soon, soon you'll wake up."

“……”

This time the words were so short that I didn't hear a few words. I stared at the distance and was a little angry.

But before long, a strange feeling came from my body, like a fire burning me, burning more and more, and then I closed my eyes tired and went to sleep.

It seemed that I had slept for a long time. I opened my eyes.

In front of us is no longer a red ocean, no longer a monotonous distance without an end.

I saw the white ceiling and the crystal chandelier blooming with a warm halo.

Strange, so strange.

Where is this?

Turning around, there was a man sitting by the bed.

Black shirt, untie two buttons, reveal the hidden clavicle inside, very sexy.

And his outline is very beautiful, like God's best art, without any defect.

What a perfect face.

Of course, the most important thing is his eyes, dark like gemstones, filled with black, like the sea I saw, but it's not red, it's black.

Never see to the end.

Is it him?