Sensing that the man seemed to be unable to listen to it, sure enough, Mr. Ren lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Don't get me wrong, this is not a threat." ”

"Tonight, I probably won't leave this sea alone."

……

Jing Mian's pupils tightened in surprise.

Maybe he's crazy.

Combined with the previous sentences, Jing Mian noticed that Mr. Ren didn't seem to mean to stop him.

It won't be...

The moment they looked at each other, Jing Mian realized that he was not wrong.

A rush and anxious emotion inexplicably surged into his chest, faintly suppressed, his snort was slightly held, Jing Mian panicked, and said in surprise: "That, you don't have to do this..."

"It's not unnecessary."

Mr. Ren's light-colored pupils were stained by the bright sea moon, but they were inexplicably dark and silent, and the man's tone was unusual: "It's that I have always had only one option." ”

"That option, that's you."

Jingmian's Adam's apple rolled down.

The cold waves rushed over at this moment, accompanied by the sound of heavy rustling, this time it was not above his knees, and the coldness made Jing Mian unconsciously tremble.

But the gentleman frowned at that moment.

Immediately, he quietly lowered his hand.

Jing Mian didn't seem to notice.

Mr. Ren stopped and spoke:

"Come to me."

Jing Mian choked, stunned at the same time, but his body did not move.

It took a long time before he whispered, "I'm sorry." ”

He lowered his eyebrows, the sluggish rolling of his Adam's apple, and the clenching of his palms with his fingertips were a sign of nervousness and crampedness:

"Sir, I had a seizure at the national level."

When Jing Mian spoke, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he wanted to recount this matter in a relaxed manner, so that he didn't seem so embarrassed and desolate.

But the smile was desolate.

"I'm sorry for the team, almost... Messed everything up. ”

"There will be many times like this in the future, when it is impossible for one person to indulge another person again and again, everyone is an individual, and no one will stop for me, even my husband." As the tide receded, Jing Mian still couldn't move towards the shore, and the next wave of high waves could swallow most of the boy, Jing Mian whispered: "I can't think of a reason to live." ”

"Because it's so painful."

"People who can't walk out of the past don't deserve the future."

The voice was mixed with a slightly trembling chok, and at the same time as he seemed to convince himself, Jing Mian was also trying to convince the man: "But Mr. will live better without me..."

"Our baby is about to be born."

Jing Mian was stunned.

As the man utters this sentence,

At this moment, the heartbeat was almost frozen for a few seconds.

Mr. Ren looked at him and said in a low voice, "Do you remember?" ”

Jing Mian's eyes were faintly shaking.

The warm current in the blood seemed to break through the shackles and rush to the limbs, making Jing Mian's heart beat violently at the same time, and he was indescribably overwhelmed.

"Years old."

Mr. Ren's voice was slow and redundant: "You named him, Jing Sui." ”

……

"We'll be good guardians."

Ren Xingwan's figure has his back to the shimmering and distant cityscape, intertwined with the silent coast, and the edges of the silhouette are dyed a little bit.

"We will be the happiest children in the world."

The man whispered:

"None of this would have been possible without you."

…

Mr. Ren doesn't have many hole cards.

But he is showing each other one by one, trying to let his lover stay in this sea.

As if unsure whether this reason could make Jing Mian stop, Mr. was silent for a long time, and then slowly spoke:

"If none of that is a reason for you to stay."

The man's voice is hoarse and low:

"Just think it's for me."

…

The waves of the water lurked on the beach, and before they had time to stop, the next wave came one after another, and the sound of collision and splashing seemed lonely and peaceful at night, with a gentle and heavy moon.

Ren Xingwan's ink-colored tall figure seemed to melt into the boundless deep night.

He said softly:

"You can't go without sleep, sir."

Chapter 66

……

"Post-traumatic stress disorder, also known as PTSD."

"It's often said that after experiencing a major trauma, it causes stress psychological trauma."

"In the past, it often happened to military personnel after they were discharged." The doctor raised his eyes and said slowly, "Of course, this intense traumatic stress also includes survivors of natural disasters, major car accidents, the death of a loved one, ......."

"The hardest part is not the day of the disaster."

"It's every day for the rest of your life."

"A simple, specific scenario can easily trigger symptoms, and patients will have nightmares, avoidance, depression, and hopelessness for many years." The doctor's pen tapped a little bit of the heavy page, sighed, and said in a deep voice, "But the most serious thing is what the patient may face - trauma re-experience." ”

"To put it simply, every time he had a seizure, he would recreate in his mind the scene of the day of the trauma, clear and real, as if he had returned to that day."

In medical terms, it's also called a "flashback." ”

"It's like going through the pain over and over again."

"It never ends."

"About two-thirds of patients will not be cured in this lifetime and will not be relieved until they die."

"It's unimaginable."

“… Mr. Ren. ”

*

Jing Mian unconsciously held his breath.

"You can't go without sleep, sir."

The man's words, quiet and low, make people not feel too emotional.

The young man whose back was stiff because of surprise was vaguely aware that there seemed to be endless tenderness hidden behind these words.

The chaotic traffic and crashing sound in my mind slowly disappeared at this moment.

Jingmian's hearing, Suddenly as silent and quiet as this sea.

The suffocation faded.

Only the sound of the wind in my ears rattled.

Jing Mian took a deep breath, and felt the clear and slightly cool air rush into his nasal cavity, activating every hot nerve, and the blood became hot and cooled gently.

In a trance, there is a feeling of coming back to life.

Sir can't sleep without sleep.

Jing Mian repeated this sentence in his heart.

In fact, he knew that this was not the case.

… Or even the opposite.

It's not that a gentleman can't sleep without sleep,

But sleep can't sleep without Mr.

Before the next wave hit, Mr. Ren lowered his eyebrows, pursed his thin lips slightly, and stretched out his hand towards Jing Mian.

"Sleep."

"Come home with me."

Jing Mian's pupils shrank in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, Jing Mian lowered his eyes, unconsciously pressed his lower lip, and a wordless sourness welled up in his throat, touching the tip of his nose.

He lifted his hand, fingertips gripping the edge, and took off his hat.

In the next second, he walked in the direction of Mr. Ren.

No......