chapter 23

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"Huo Chen..."

Lin Yuan noticed something was wrong and immediately lifted the quilt and turned on the bedside lamp.

The warm yellow light illuminated the surroundings instantly, making the originally dark space brighter. Lin Yuan used the light to look at Huo Chen, and found that his eyes were like empty abyss, and he could not see the bottom at a glance, and his face was as pale as a The paper and lips were completely drained of blood.

It's just...just like a corpse that has lost its vitality and freshness.

Lin Yuan had never seen Huo Chen like this before. He stepped forward to hug him in a panic, and placed his hands helplessly on Huo Chen's broad and thin back, comforting him step by step.

"It's okay..."

"Huo Chen, it's okay..."

Even though Lin Yuan pestered Huo Chen during this period and tried every means to get him to eat, Huo Chen was still strangely thin, with a coldness that had never been warmed in his body. Already approaching the cold corpse.

Lin Yuan was once a system program written with data, but now he is a living human being with body temperature. Although he still cannot fully understand human emotions, at this moment, he can clearly feel Huo Chen's pain.

It was a subtle and secret pain that was coming bit by bit from the place where his skin and Huo Chen's were touching.

The accumulated water forms a deep abyss, and the overflowing water becomes a tide.

Lin Yuan felt pain for the first time in his short and fragile human life. His heart felt stuffy, his eyes felt hot, and even the simplest breathing became difficult and obscure.

"It's okay, Huo Chen..."

"It's okay..."

Lin Yuan said over and over again, taking the trouble to say it. He hoped that he could help Huo Chen, even if it was just a little bit.

But he didn't know that Huo Chen's brain seemed to be drowning in the cold sea water at this time. It was buzzing and he could no longer hear the sounds from the outside world. No matter how bright and warm the light was, it couldn't shine into his eyes. He could see. There was only a vague haze.

The touch on Huo Chen's body was not vague, but even clear. He felt someone hugging him, and his first reaction was that woman, the woman who had turned to ashes.

The memory seemed to be suddenly splashed with countless blood flowers in the hazy dim light, making it dazzlingly clear. Huo Chen wondered, whose blood is this? is his? Or that woman's?

Huo Chen seems to have lived in the sunshine these years, with flowers and applause, power and wealth, and the pursuit of countless people. He has many things, and his hands are heavy and rich. But if you look closely, you can see that behind him is the end of the abyss, and at his feet are mountains of pain, and his body is covered with bones.

The sun was shining and there were many shadows. In his shadow, he could see a beautiful and pale woman, a shaky and almost broken child, and a room that was constantly being cleaned up day and night, and then became a mess. .

The boy was lying on the bed, his young face and slender body covered with bruises and bruises. These marks kept disappearing, appearing, and superimposing, making it impossible to tell the difference between old and new and time.

All that is known is that the scars never disappeared from the boy's body.

There seemed to be breathing next to her. It was gentle at first, but after a while it started to become rapid, as if someone was holding her throat tightly.

The boy's expression suddenly became extremely horrifying, full of panic and fear.

He wanted to cover his ears and pretend that he couldn't hear the almost suffocating gasps behind him, but he didn't dare. He could only close his eyes tightly and pretend that he was sleeping and dreaming, having a nightmare that seemed to have no end. .

With a sharp cry, his breathing became softer, and the boy felt that the bed was sinking. The crazy woman's face was as pale as snow, but her appearance was extremely beautiful. She came close to the boy's ear and said softly: "Don't After sleeping, get up and talk to your mother..."

The boy was trembling with fear, and the woman's expression gradually became crazy. Her long bright red nails fell on the boy's face: "Are you even ignoring me? You don't even look at me! You didn’t look at me! You were born by me! Why don’t you look at me?”

The woman suddenly pinched the boy’s throat and felt a strong pain. Opening his eyes, he saw a woman's extremely beautiful, yet twisted and hideous face above her.

Seeing the boy open his eyes, the woman's eyes were full of indescribable madness and joy. She pinched harder and harder, but her voice was extremely gentle: "Good boy, you really listen to your mother. You are so good, so good." Beautiful, why don't you please your father? Why doesn't he even look at you? You are so useless, useless at all, so useless..."

After saying this, the woman let go of the boy and got up from the bed. She was wearing a red nightdress, her skin was strangely white, and she was also strangely thin. The exposed arm seemed to have only a skeleton, and the whole person was lonely and thin.

The boy curled up in a ball on the bed in pain. He was choked so hard that he could hardly breathe. His throat hurt and itched. He coughed uncontrollably, but he did not dare to make a sound and could only cover his mouth with his hands.

He once lost control and coughed, and the woman grabbed his throat again because she thought he was too noisy.

The woman walked to the door, held the cold metal handle, and tried to open the door, but no matter how she turned, she could not open the door.

She couldn't open the door, couldn't see the man she loved deeply, couldn't see...

Looking at the door that seemed to be forever closed and could never be opened, the woman's face became even more ferocious and crazy, reaching the extreme, covering her. The facial features that were originally too beautiful.

She banged on the door like crazy, shouted and screamed: "Open the door!! I want to go out!! Let me out quickly!!! I want to go out!! Open the door! Open the door!!!!"

The woman was close to The roaring sound continued for a long time without any response. Finally, she began to smash things in the room like a crazy female beast. Obviously her claws and fangs had disappeared, but she was still screaming and gasping for breath. .

This room has been turned into ruins countless times, repeating itself endlessly, as if it is a cursed reincarnation that cannot be escaped.

The woman screamed, grabbed, pulled and roared, but no matter how crazy she was, the door would not open. In the end, she finally exhausted all her strength and fell to the ground slumped. Her eyes were dull, as if her soul had been taken away, leaving only this dry body.

The boy didn't dare to look at it. The woman's roar alone was enough to frighten him to the point where he couldn't move.

When the sound disappeared, he raised his head in panic and trembling to look at the woman sitting on the ground. Then he got off the bed, walked carefully to the woman, knelt down, and said softly: "Mom..."

He was so thin, yet so beautiful, just as beautiful as the woman.

The woman's empty eyes could no longer hold anything. Even when she looked at the boy, they still held no weight and were light. Even her heart was unable to hold anything else. Hearing the boy's voice, she turned her eyes and looked at the boy for a moment. Her injured and bleeding hand slowly fell on the boy.

"I want to see him... I really want to see him..." The woman asked softly, "Mom wants to see dad, can you help me?"

The boy looked at the woman in panic, not understanding what the woman meant.

The woman held the boy in her arms, covered his eyes, and patted his back gently: "Go to sleep, be good. Mom will coax you to sleep. Baby, go to sleep quickly. It won't hurt when you fall asleep. Mom will be gentle." It's very light and won't cause pain to the baby..."

"If you die, your father will definitely come to see us. Baby is good, baby is so good, baby is really mother's good boy..."

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