"Rui Rui? I brought you an apple from China, can you eat it? ”

For the next few weeks, every day Ouyang Ze would bring me all kinds of new food. It's papaya from New Malaysia, goat's milk from Mongolia, or grapes from Libya...

He always amuses me with these novel foods, but every time I see these foods without "love" as additives, I can't muster my appetite.

Despite listening to his story and hearing the unbelievable story of the past, I refused to take the ring. Because I'm afraid, I'm afraid that what he says is just panic, I'm afraid that I'm still the stand-in for that "Qing", I'm afraid that the love he gave me belongs to "Qing" and not mine.

I am afraid of all this, of everything that comes out of his mouth.

"Look at how good this apple is? Even the peel is so shiny, as if it has been applied with a layer of wax. ”

Ouyang Ze used the small fruit knife to slash at the surface of the apple, and the sharp blade widened the distance between the flesh and the skin. It looks like Ouyang Ze and me, although the distance is very close, it is still another invisible gap...

The apple did not whet my appetite, and despite the slight aroma of the yellowish flesh, and despite the slight sparkling juice on the surface, my mouth did not feel like it was trying to taste it.

"Forget it, you can eat."

I waved at Ouyang Ze, signaling that he didn't have to peel the fruit anymore. But he only paused slightly, and then continued to use the merciless knife to cut wounds on the surface of the apple.

"What do I do to be satisfied..."

His voice suddenly became cold, like a magic voice from hell, and it only made me feel cold all over my body, and every hair was stirred up by the cold tones.

Ouyang Ze kept his head down all the time, which made me unable to see his face and his expression at the moment. I don't know what kind of mood he is in now, but he must be tired of my attitude now, tired of my attitude, so he replied with those cold words.

"Haven't I done enough? Isn't it enough to tell you the truth of the matter?! ”

His voice trembled more and more, and his whole body became excited. After the knife in his hand carved a deep mark on the apple, the sharp blade also kissed Ouyang Ze's fingers.

In just a moment, the blood flowing from Ouyang Ze's fingertips stained the corner of the apple red, stretching down the long apple skin to the ground, accumulating into a pool of blood on the surface of the smooth floor tiles.

"Your hands are bleeding, go clean up."

Although I really wanted to care about him, I wanted to shout as excited as before, and hurriedly took everything from my side that could stop the bleeding to plug the wound...

However, I didn't do this, I just calmly leaned on the pillow and looked coldly at Ouyang Ze's finger that was constantly oozing blood. I watched the red blood stain the pale yellow apple.

That impulse was suppressed by my reason, and the feeling of his heart was swallowed up by the stomach that had undergone surgery. He was like a stranger to me at this point.

"Rui Rui! You tell me! What can I do for you to be like you used to! You can love me as much as you used to! ”

Ouyang Ze got up suddenly, the apple in his hand was like his discarded reason, it crossed an arc in the air, and after dripping a few drops of juice and blood mixture in the air, it fell to the cold ground, and the moment he kissed the shadow on the ground, it also splashed the flesh of the stars.

He grabbed my shoulders with his blood-stained hands, focused all his strength on those ten fingers, and pressed against my body, pressing on my already fragile nerves.

"Love you like you used to? How is it possible, it is simply not possible ..."

I just thought it was funny to see his angry eyes, and looking at his almost crazy expression, it only left me speechless. Nothing he's doing now can no longer awaken my dead heart.

"Mr. Ouyang! What's wrong with your hand?! ”

As soon as Cristao entered the door, she saw Ouyang Ze's blood-stained hands, and she was so frightened that the freshly washed fruit she was holding in her hand was scattered all over the ground.

She hurriedly ran over, picked up the napkin on the table and stuffed it into Ouyang Ze's hand, eager to pull out the box of toilet paper at once.

"Why! Why! ”

Ouyang Ze was still like a neuropath, questioning me in that heart-rending voice.

Look at the red blood in his eyes, and the spitted saliva at the corner of his mouth. I didn't know how to answer him, because his expression was putting pressure on me at this time, and I didn't have the strength to speak.

"Mr. Ouyang, you get up first, Chen Rui is now a patient."

Christao struggled to break Ouyang Ze's bloody fingers, but no matter how hard she tried, even if her fingers were strangled and lost their blood, Ouyang Ze still refused to let go.

"Get out of here!"

Ouyang Ze raised his hand suddenly, and shook Cristao aside. Before Christao could find a good center of gravity, she was pushed so hard by Ouyang Ze that the whole person fell to the ground.

Although pushed down by Ouyang Ze, Cristao was still nervous about Ouyang Ze's injured hand. The moment he got up, he also went to wipe Ouyang Ze's hand that was still bleeding with tissue.

Seeing him act so inhumanely, my hands started to itch.

"Smack!"

In the end, I still didn't hold back, and left a red five-finger mark on the left side of his face.

"What are you crazy about! Is Chris Tao also a game you can fight! ”

Being beaten like this by me, Ouyang Ze was startled at first, and looked at me with wide eyes without saying a word, but both lips were trembling slightly. But then, he returned to the same tender appearance he had just looked, begging for my forgiveness with tears in his eyes.

"We can't go back to the way we were! The mirror is still TM cracked, do you think the relationship between people will be special than the mirror! ”

Ouyang Ze didn't speak, just looked at me quietly. He seemed to know what I meant, so he didn't say anything more.

When I watched him take a step back without energy, the whole person slumped on the seat and looked at the ground with blank eyes, my heart didn't even feel the slightest, this second, he is not the man I love, and the next second he will not be the man I love...

"Christao, are you alright?"

"It's okay..."

Even though Christao was smiling at me, her eyes were fixed on the decadent man who was slumped in his chair...