Chapter 121

Zhuang Lian had an injury on his forearm, which looked a little serious.

...That's it, just wanted to hug him out of the car.

Jiang Yu silently stared at the blurred blood for a long while before slowly moving his gaze back to Zhuang Lian's face.

Zhuang Lian's lips were only a little bloody when he kissed him just now.

Because he kissed him too hard, Zhuang Lian's own lips were also red and swollen.

But even though his face was as white as paper, Zhuang Lian's dark eyes stared at Jiang Yu without blinking, and when he saw him looking over, he slightly bent his lips, with joy in his eyes, and called him in a low voice, "Baby."

There seems to be a tail frantically shaking like a propeller behind it.

"..." Jiang Yu blinked, and when he looked over again, the tail behind Zhuang Lian disappeared again.

Zhuang Lian didn't notice the abnormality on his arm, Jiang Yu paused, got up and went over, sat down beside Zhuang Lian's hospital bed, and said softly, "Show me your hand."

As Jiang Yu said, he had already grasped Zhuang Lian's wrist, and the movement was very light. Before he opened Zhuang Lian's sleeve, Zhuang Lian withdrew his hand back.

Zhuang Lian was greedy for the softness and warmth of Jiang Yu's palm. He narrowed his eyes and looked at his palm covetously. His voice was very low, "It's ugly, baby."

Jiang Yu looked at him quietly, held his wrist again, opened his sleeves, saw the blood-soaked gauze, trembled his eyelashes, pressed his heart with distressed emotions, pursed the corners of his lips and said nothing, pressed the call button, and called the nurse to come over and change the gauze for Zhuang Lian.

When the nurse was changing the gauze, he stood by the hospital bed and saw the hideous wound exposed after the gauze was removed.

It was the traces of being cut by a knife, one of which was particularly deep, and there were traces of stitching.

The skin of Zhuang Lian's entire forearm was covered with scars, and there were countless scars after healed.

— like self-mutilation.

These three words popped out of Jiang Yu's heart.

After changing the gauze, the nurse couldn't help but said, "Your anemia is very serious, Mr. Zhuang, please don't torment your wound anymore. If this continues, you will need a blood transfusion."

Zhuang Lian never left Jiang Yu's eyes, as if he was dazed, he didn't seem to listen.

The nurse probably got used to it, so she went out with the changed gauze.

Jiang Yu sat down by the hospital bed again, those two words kept circling in his mind, he lowered his head and looked at Zhuang Lian's arm, and couldn't help asking softly, "The injury on your hand was caused by yourself.Did it come out?"

Zhuang Lian didn't speak, Jiang Yu raised his eyelids and said, "Don't lie to me."

"...Yes." Zhuang Lian quickly responded, "Baby, the puppy can't help it."

Jiang Yu asked him, "What can't help it?"

"Every night I dream that the baby is dead, and the puppy can't control it." Zhuang Lian whispered, "When I was in Italy, the puppy knew where the baby was, and couldn't help but come back to see the baby."

He said in a low voice, "But after seeing the baby, sometimes I can't distinguish between dreaming and reality, and I can't help but hurt the baby."

"Puppy tried having people lock him up, but with little success."

"The medicine Jian Qing prescribed didn't work either."

"That's the only way to stay awake."

"...sorry baby, puppy will try to be normal."

Jiang Yu pinched his fingertips hard, and asked in confirmation, "You take sleeping pills and self-mutilation, is it because you are trying to change?"

Zhuang Lian paused, and told the truth under Jiang Yu's staring eyes, "An appropriate amount of sleeping pills will make the puppy fall into a deep sleep, and it will no longer dream of the baby's death."

That way he won't lose control when he sees Jiang Yu during the day, and won't want to lock him up so much.Even if he had that thought, the pain from tearing the wound would pull his sanity back in time.

It's a pity that it didn't work. He could only increase his intake. Although he was sent to the hospital for gastric lavage this time, the effect was remarkable.

But Zhuang Lian didn't say anything about it.

Jiang Yu's eyes were a little red.

... If he hadn't died in his previous life, and he wasn't so obsessed with dying in this life, and he had come to Zhuang Lian's side earlier, Zhuang Lian and he would not have experienced so many twists and turns, and Zhuang Lian would not have tossed himself into what he is now.

In his previous life, he was about to pull Zhuang Lian out of the mud pit.

Obviously only a little bit.

The great sadness lingered in Jiang Yu's heart from the beginning to the end, and he was almost out of breath.He turned his eyes away before the tears fell, blinked the moisture out of his eyes, and said nothing.

After his death, Zhuang Lian was sent to a mental hospital, where he was tortured for two years before he could contact Mr. Wen. If possible, he hoped that Zhuang Lian would not recall those tortured memories.

Jiang Yu still couldn't hold back his tears, he quickly lowered his head, tears fell from his eyes and hit the back of his hand.

Zhuang Lian stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Jiang Yu's cheeks, his dark eyes fixed on him, "The puppy is wrong, baby."

"Why do you have to apologize?" Jiang Yu said sullenly.

Zhuang Lian just looked at him and didn't speak.

So Jiang Yu asked him, "Then where did you go wrong?"

"It's the puppy's fault for making the baby cry." Zhuang Lian replied in a low voice, "The puppy shouldn't let the baby cry, the puppy should reflect."

Jiang Yu looked at him fixedly, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Is this the result of your efforts to change for so many days?"

Zhuang Lian said "Yes" in a low voice, "I asked Qin Ming."

Jiang Yu said, "What?"

"Qin Ming and your brother are in a normal relationship." Zhuang Lian said, "Qin Ming likes your brother very much."

Jiang Yu pursed his lips. Of course he knew that Qin Ming really liked his brother, and that they had a good relationship. Every time he called or played video with his brother, he could hear or see them kissing.

Zhuang Lian continued, "When the baby is angry, it is the puppy's fault; the baby can teach the puppy a lesson, the baby is always right, the baby is always right, and only the puppy is wrong. The puppy cannot make the baby sad, the puppy shouldActively reflect."

Jiang Yu: "..."

In fact, Qin Ming didn't go into such details, he just mentioned it a little bit when Zhuang Lian asked him, these were all figured out by Zhuang Lian's own talent.

He played Jiang Yu wantonly before, and now he puts himself in a very low position, trying to get Jiang Yu's forgiveness.

Jiang Yu didn't correct his thoughts, he had already made up his mind in a blink of an eye, "As I said, you can release your nature. So—"

After a pause, Jiang Yu gently held Zhuang Lian's wrist and said, "Don't hurt yourself anymore, Zhuang Lian."

Zhuang Lian silently stared at Hui Jiangyu.

Just when Jiang Yu thought he would not speak anymore, he suddenly murmured, "Baby, are you real?"

"A baby can only be so kind to a puppy in a dream."

Jiang Yu's eyes were a little sore, he let go of Zhuang Lian's wrist, took out the "dog tag" that was bitten by Zhuang Lian before, and asked Zhuang Lian to wrap it around his wrist with his own hands, "Is it for me?"OK, okay?"

"……good."

Zhuang Lian lowered his head to wrap it around him, his fingers kept touching Jiang Yuhao's white and greasy wrist during the movement, his thumb trembled slightly restrained, resisting the urge to buckle it.

After the "dog tag" was tied up, Jiang Yu stared at Zhuang Lian for a while, then suddenly stood up, bent over, stretched out the hand wearing the "dog tag", and patted Zhuang Lian's face without saying a word.

There was nothing humiliating about it, but Zhuang Lian was very excited, his bright eyes looked at him earnestly, some blood finally appeared on his face, he bit his lip hard, "Baby, focus more."

Jiang Yu was unmoved, just patted his face gently and said, "Do you want it?"

Jiang Yu was holding the light behind his back, his eyes were much darker than usual, enough to make people ignore the reddish eye sockets.Looking down at Zhuang Lian's fascinated eyes, he spoke slowly, "From now on, can I use this to replace your self-harm pain?"