It's a dream, only in a dream, she will accompany him so quietly, and will hold his hand so tightly.

Si Jianyu's hand couldn't help but tighten slightly, and Guan Cancan's hand was held even tighter.

Is it dead? There would be such a dream, and if it was really just a dream, then he would rather never wake up from this dream.

"Cancan......" he muttered lowly, slowly leaning sideways, lips almost silently pressed against her hair hanging on the bed, rubbing gently, infinitely attached, but as if he was afraid to wake up the people around him.

I don't know how long it took, but when Guan Cancan opened her eyes, she saw Si Jianyu kissing her hair.

His eyes were half-closed, and the expression on his face was almost obsessive, cautious, but with a certain uneasiness. Such a man made her suddenly feel a sad feeling, what kind of Cheng Dù did she force him to, so that he would have such a look on his face.

For a while, Guan Cancan looked at Si Jianyu quietly, motionless, not knowing what to say or what to do, but the fog in his eyes was getting thicker and thicker.

As if sensing her gaze, Tsushima turned his head sharply, and the eyes of the two met without warning.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

He is still alive, alive! In Guan Cancan's heart, there was a voice shouting constantly, and when she looked at him like this, she really felt that he was still alive, and he was not dead!

Guan Cancan slowly raised his hand and stroked Si Jianyu's cheek, his face was still cold, but it was warmer than when he first came out of the river.

It's as if at this moment, when her hand is pressed like this, she can feel a slight tremor under her skin, as if there will be blood flowing.

Her fingers, running down his cheek, ran toward his eyes, and he, like a quiet doll, let her caress him, his gaze fixed on her face.

After a long time, he finally slowly opened his lips, "Am I not dead?"

Guan Cancan said softly, "Well, I'm not dead." ”

"Really?" he closed his eyes gently, so his dreams were about to be shattered, back to reality, back to reality he didn't know how to live.

At this moment, there was silence.

And when his eyes opened again, there was silence in his eyes, and the obsession, the caution, and the uneasiness just now seemed to have all turned into nothingness.

"Then I'm fine, I'm fine. He lifted his hand, pulled her hand off his face, and quickly let go of it.

In the palm of his hand, the slightly cool touch suddenly disappeared, and Guan Cancan only felt that his expression, his voice, and even his movements at this moment were revealing a kind of indifferent alienation, as if she was just an insignificant person to him.

Guan Cancan's body couldn't help but tremble, once, what she hoped most might be that after the reunion, they could no longer care about each other and care about each other. But when he really used this attitude towards her, she knew that it would be such a pain.

And she, who had been facing him with such an attitude before, was the same pain he had suffered? Or was it even more painful?!

After Si Jianyu said this, he didn't look at Guan Cancan again, but got out of bed and walked into the separate bathroom in the room.

Guan Cancan sat on the edge of the bed alone, listening to the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. It was the first time he had pulled her hand down like this, and then let go, as if he didn't want to touch her too much.

Guan Cancan clenched his hands violently again, feeling the slightly cool feeling that belonged to him that remained in the palm of his hand.

When Si Miyu came out of the bathroom, she seemed to suddenly come back to her senses, and suddenly stood up from the chair, "Imperial ......" inexplicably, facing him, she actually had a trace of nervousness.

But he just glanced at her lightly, "Aren't you leaving?"

"You've just woken up, I'm ...... Stay and take care of you. Guan Cancan bit his lip and said.

"Take care?" Si Mi chuckled lightly, lining his pale face, but with an indescribable irony, "There are nurses here who can take care of me, you can rest assured." ”

Her teeth, still biting her lip, didn't move her feet, she just looked at him steadily, "I—I want to stay." She took a deep breath and said.

He probably didn't know how much courage it took to say that. It's not just saying to him, it's saying it to the past self.

Yes, to stay, she will not leave again, and she has lost it, only to know that the place she really wants to stay is by his side.

When she said this, his gaze was still a kind of indifferent detachment, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, as she said, it was just an ordinary sentence.

"What can you do if you stay? Do you want to tell me again that you married me just to laugh? Or do you want to tell me that you will never fall in love with me? Or are you afraid that I will commit suicide by jumping into the river again?"

Once, he hugged her so tenderly, looked at him so longingly, pleaded with her so much, but she always kept rejecting her.

And now, she is also suffering the same thing as he has suffered.

The fog in her eyes was getting thicker, tears seemed to be rolling down her sockets at any moment, and her teeth were biting her lip so tightly that it almost bled blood.

He walked slowly up to her, leaned down slightly, and looked at the tears in her eyes, "Why, do you want to cry? Do you feel guilty? Actually, you don't have to feel like that, for me, that's actually better." ”

The tears she used to restrain with all her might, in his words, fell uncontrollably. Lu Lifang asked her like this, and now, Yu also asked her like this.

It's not guilt, she wants to stay, it's definitely not guilt. And his understatement of the three words "better" made her heart hurt beyond measure.

Is death a better option for him? Is surviving a more painful thing for him than death?

His eyes were fixed on her tears, and his raised hand stopped when it was only a millimeter away from her face, "It's really strange, haven't you always wanted to leave me? Don't you always want to have nothing to do with me? I already told you the moment I jumped into the river, I will set you free, completely free you, why are you crying in front of me now?"

His voice paused, his hand slowly withdrew, and fell to his side, "But Cancan, no matter how much you cry now, I won't comfort you, I won't help you wipe your tears, and I won't hug you." ”

His voice was still so cold, and he just stood a step away from her, motionless and indifferent to her crying.

His three "won't" made her tears even more fierce.

"I don't want you to let me go free, Si Jianyu, I don't want you to let me go free!" Guan Cancan said in a choked voice.

Si Miyu's body shook, and the hands that fell to his side clenched suddenly. Her words were so light and stirred his hard determination.

"I don't understand what you mean. He pursed his lips and said, afraid that he would think too much, afraid that he would not understand what she meant, afraid that he would be full of hope again because of her words, but in the end, he was still desperate.

Guan Cancan snorted and wiped the tears on his face vigorously, "I won't leave you, I want to stay, so I don't need you to let me go and let me go if I don't go!" she said loudly, "I used to always run away, but until the moment you fell into the river......"

"If you're afraid I'll kill myself again before you say this, then you don't have to!" he snapped her off and looked at her deeply, "I don't need your sympathy. ”

The moment the voice fell, Si Mi Yu turned around, afraid that if he looked at her again, he would be lost in her tears again, and he would kneel in front of her, begging her not to cry.

Sympathy, sympathy!

After all, all she has left for him now is sympathy.

Why is he still alive, if he is dead, he can always be immersed in the darkness over there, and he can use his own imagination to imagine that he loves her, and she loves his world.

A pair of arms wrapped around his waist, and the warmth he was familiar with was clinging to his back.

He shuddered and stiffened.

Guan Cancan hugged Si Jianyu's waist like this, burying his face in his back. She hugged her tighter, her fingers crossed tightly, as if she were going to sink her whole body into his body.

"It's not sympathy, what I'm saying to you in this ward, not a word of sympathy. Guan Cancan sobbed.

"Isn't it?" his voice, as if it was spilling from the deepest part of his throat, was indescribably complex.

"Yes, no!" she said with great certainty.

He lowered his head and looked at the hand that was tightly wrapped around his waist, "If it is not sympathy, then what should you sue me? ”

She shook her head constantly, tears almost soaking the fabric of his back gown, "You want it, I gave it!"

His body became even more stiff, and the blood all over his body seemed to stop flowing after she said this.

――――Today's two chapters,It's an important place for emotional transitions.,So it's written a little slower.,Update late.,Sorry.,Continue to code words ~~~~~~~~~.