I See The Galaxy

    The style of the Sheng family is hidden in the details, and it is not a simple "big" word to describe.

    Yu Xing followed behind Jiang Zhiyan, and the people of the Sheng family—those who were busy at work—all treated them with respect.

    The Sheng family members are not happy, looking at the posture, among the three main family, Sheng Laozi and Sheng Lan should not be there, and Jiang Zhiyan's posture seems to be a frequent visitor.

    Go upstairs for seven turns and eight turns, and walk to a door.

    Jiang Zhiyan raised his hand and knocked on the door, and opened the door without waiting for a response. Then he turned around and stretched out his hand, but before Yu Xing could react, he was pushed in.

    The room is very large, the curtains are all blocked, the lights are not turned on, and the light is slightly dim.

    A man sat on the floor beside the bed, Sheng Yi. He turned his head, his eyes darkened.

    Jiang Zhiyan did not enter by the door: "Yu Xing heard that you are sick, come and have a look. Let's talk." After speaking, he closed the door, leaving only the two of them.

    Yu Xing was startled for a moment, but he didn't have time to say what he wanted to say.

    Sheng Yi sat on the ground, looked at her for a few seconds, and turned back calmly.

    Standing, Yu Xing walked over hesitantly.

    When I got closer, I could see clearly that Sheng Yi was wearing a white pajamas with gold trim, sitting cross-legged on the soft carpet, playing chess by himself.

    Play against yourself, turn the chessboard around and go to the other side.

    "What are you doing?" He didn't look up.

    Yu Xing pursed her lips: "Jiang Zhiyan said you are ill, let me take a look."

    He said, "See now? You can go."

    She stood motionless.

    Sheng also turned the chessboard on his own and focused.

    "Have you taken your medicine?" After a moment of silence, Yu Xing stood and asked softly, "Jiang Zhiyan said you didn't take your medicine well..."

    "I don't want to eat."

    “How can you be good if you don’t eat? If you are sick, you should…”

    "In what capacity do you care about me now?" He interrupted suddenly, raised his eyes, and stared at her.

    She hesitated and said softly, "Friend."

    "But I don't want to be friends with you."

    I haven't used such a tone for a long time, this kind of expression to her, at this moment Sheng Yi is indifferently looking at a stranger.

    Yu Xing was in a panic, unable to swallow naturally, as if his throat was blocked.

    "What does it have to do with you whether I take medicine or not? Whether I am sick or not, whether I suffer or not, is my own business, and it is not your turn to take care of it."

    Sheng Yi put down the chessboard, got up, skipped her, walked to the bed and sat down. He turned on the lamp on the bedside table and slowly unraveled the watch **** his wrist.

    "Since you've decided to let go, why bother?"

    He said, "Actually, I would rather you leave it alone at the beginning, and find it time and time again. It's you who gave me hope, and it's you who left it in the end. Is it fun?"

    In the shopping mall, on the birthday, there are endless details at different times, which gave him hope. Later, she pushed it away and said it was impossible.

    Take off the watch and place it beside the lamp with a thud.

    Sheng Yi didn't look at her.

    "You said 'this is the end', I did as you said, shouldn't you be satisfied?...You go. Take the door with you when you go out."

    He lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.

    The eviction order has been placed, but Yu Xing has not moved. His complexion was much worse than usual, and his energy was incomparable. He looked good in white, but now, he seemed to be in bad shape, more like a sick man.

     Noticing that she was not moving, he opened his eyes on the bed and tilted his head slightly on the pillow, "Aren't you going?"

    In silence, taking a few deep breaths, Yu Xing moved, but not in the direction of the door.

    She rushed to the side of the bed and rushed to her.

    She was caught off guard, she sat down across the quilt, and without waiting for him to respond, she picked up the pillow next to him and slammed him.

    "Are you sick? Are you sick?!

    "Don't take medicine! Don't take medicine when you're sick! Is your brain flooded!"

    "What kind of childish temper do you have with such an old man—"

    Yu Xing smashed him hard with a pillow, and scolded him angrily while smashing.

    Sheng Yi dodged twice, didn't have the strength to fight back, escaped and couldn't escape, and finally caught his breath and said, "I'm really going to die if you hit me again..."

    The pillow stopped on his face, and the person pressing him stopped moving.

    No movement for a while.

    Sheng Yi breathed evenly, pushed aside the pillow and looked, Yu Xing covered her face with her hands.

    "Cry?"

    "Not crying."

    He sat up and tugged at her arm, she threw it away, and moved her other palm away. She showed her face, no tears, just red eyes.

    Sheng Yi looked at her carefully. After a few seconds, he pulled her into his arms.

    She gritted her teeth and said in a heavy nasal voice: "I didn't cry!"

    "I know you didn't cry. I cried, okay?"

    He put her head on his shoulders, her face against his shoulders, choked up.

    Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, and the crying became louder, she whimpered, and compared her ferocity.

    Sheng Yi patted her back and said nothing, just gently patted her back to comfort her.

    Yu Xing cried, reached out to hug him, and hugged his waist tightly.

     Can't take it anymore.

    "Sheng Yi, I'm so scared..."

    "You like me so much now, but you don't like me in the future, what should I do... I will definitely die of sadness..."

    She burst into tears, Sheng Yi held her shoulders and made her lift her face.

    He looked directly at her face, the tip of his nose was red with tears, his eyes were slit, and only tears flowed continuously. How ugly her expression was at the moment, but he felt that there was nothing better than this.

    "I don't want that," she cried, "with another person in my head..."

    "Don't be afraid. Don't be afraid." Never been so patient as now, he wiped her tears with his fingers, "No. Trust me, no."

    For a few minutes, most of the emotions that had never been revealed on the face were cried out, which made me feel much more comfortable.

    Yu Xing calmed down a little, but still in the aftermath of crying. She took a breath and said, "However, there is no certainty about emotional matters... What's the matter with you, how do you know it won't? What if?"

    Sheng Yi wiped the tears on her cheeks, "There are indeed countless possibilities for people to live. It is because of these possibilities that we are who we are now, isn't it?"

    Because of this infinite possibility, she, who was born as an accessory of love, met him, and therefore, about "love", from fear to trying to believe.

    This is the magic of life.

    "I can't guarantee you that something will happen or won't happen." Sheng Yi put his voice softly, "But I am confident and will never disappoint you. You trust me. "

    He just cried, his breath was terrifyingly hot, Yu Xing saw his serious eyes without reservation.

    "It's a pity to give up other important things for the unknown 'in case'." He said, "Really."

    Yu Xing sniffed and suddenly wanted to cry even more.

    The fact that they were born cannot be changed.

    Since being born is already so bad, why not make it beautiful to be alive?

    Just give it a try, not just as an adjunct to someone else's love, this time, for themselves.

    …

    Sheng Yi, in order to make her happy, dragged her sick body back to her previous state of being beaten, and said a lot about beating.

    The results were good, and Yu Xing finally calmed down.

    Being making trouble and suddenly feeling unwell, seeing his face change slightly, Yu Xing thought he was unwell: "What's the matter? Uncomfortable?"

    He pursed his lips: "How to say..."

    "Huh?"

    "Although you are very light, but." He looked at her without hiding, "You know, boys sometimes have reactions, and they can't control themselves."

    Being stunned for two seconds, Yu Xing reacted, blushing angrily: "Stinky hooligan!" The next second, he pushed him away, and immediately flew out of bed.

    The bosom suddenly became empty, and Sheng also regretted it a little, knowing that he would not talk much.

    Yu Xing remembered that he was still ill: "By the way, where's your medicine?"

    He sat on the bed and pointed to the desk not far away: "That."

    "Have you seen a doctor..." Yu Xing walked by, frowning while looking at the medicine.

    "Yes," he said. "There is a doctor at home."

    There is a whole set of tea sets in the tea cabinet in the room. Hot water is also ready-made, she made a bowl of medicine according to the method, and brought it to Sheng Yi to drink.

    "You feed me." He leaned against the head of the bed, and immediately made a look of no spirit.

    “…”

    For the sake of his being a patient, Yu Xing doesn't care about him. Sitting next to him, she scooped up a spoon and handed it to his mouth, "Open your mouth."

    He choked with half-closed eyes: "You didn't blow it."

    Yu Xing had no choice but to blow the cold before handing it over, and then he drank it honestly.

    The bowl soon bottomed out, and Yu Xing was about to get him a pill when he grabbed his hand.

    "What's wrong?"

    Sheng Yi: "One more bowl."

    She was stunned for a moment, then pushed him down with a palm on his forehead.

    Don't mess around with him, Yu Xing will give Sheng Yi the same amount of medicine. Heart Dao was done, he breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard the movement of a car downstairs.

    Before he spoke, Sheng Yi's expression changed and he sank a little.

    "—my grandpa seems to be back."