If you want to know why Hong Ye lies so haggardly on the bed, still asleep like the sleeping beauty in the fairy tale, the answer can only be found in Fang Yang.
sleeping Beauty……
Yes, Hong Ye is indeed a sleeping beauty! Although she is so thin that the wind can blow her away, her beautiful face is like a rose that will never wither. Even though her face is pale, she is still charming!
If Ziyue were alive, she would be so beautiful!
Thinking of this, Son's heart felt a twinge.
After coming back to his senses, Fang Yang had already begun to tell the story between him and Hong Ye
son washes his ears and listens
Fang Yang's voice was melodious, but there was a hint of pain, and the whole story was very tortuous.
From his deception when he first met Hong Ye, to his bloodthirsty cruelty, to his incarceration, his indifference and abnormal captivity, and finally Hong Ye fell ill in bed after hearing the news about Sand Wolf.
Fang Yang spoke delicately and sadly. Every time he talked about it, he fell into a deep self-blame.
And son's heart was like a knife stabbing him, with bursts of tearing pain.
When Fang Yang told the whole process, he could no longer contain the anger in his eyes.
Before Fang Yang could react, a furious fist struck him hard on the face. He felt a cool stream of air flowing out of his breath area. Fang Yang was shocked. He subconsciously wiped his nose and found that the slender fingers
There is a trace of red blood on the belly
Stunned... stunned... speechless...
"You...you hit me?"
Son has never been so angry since the two of them met. Fang Yang did not expect his behavior at this time. He looked at him in shock, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Why?" Fang Yang couldn't understand, "Do you also like Hongye?"
"No!" Son tried hard to control the anger in his heart, but the anger still poured out from between his teeth: "What I like is his sister Ziyue! But I promised her that no matter what Hongye did, I would go
Protect him! So!" Grinding his teeth: "I will never let you insult Hongye again!" The last sentence was full of force, even using such a cold word as 'insult'
Son is a gentle person, Fang Yang has never seen him so violent, but he actually yelled at himself for others, and even hit him, which shocked Fang Yang. However, when Son finished speaking about his
When asked about the reason, Fang Yang fell silent...
After a long time, he lamented: "Love? It's because of love again! I never thought that a person with such a good character like you would become violent because of love!" He raised his hand and patted his son's shoulder, his voice
With a hint of envy, "You and Ziyue have a very good relationship! She must be very cute! Bring her to me someday!"
Hearing these words, the anger in son's eyes had been suppressed by the accumulated pain. Sadness touched his heart, and his voice trembled: "She... is dead!", the weak voice echoed in the air.
in the air
"What?" Fang Yang was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the lonely and quiet Hong Ye on the bed again. Then he recalled that when they met in the back mountain, the tombstone Hong Ye was leaning against seemed to read "Purple Moon"
"", but at that time he thought it was just an outsider's tomb, so he didn't pay much attention to it.
Fang Yang took out a brand new quilt from the cabinet, walked to Hong Ye's bed, and covered him with his hand. He accidentally touched his body and felt a little cold. He slightly bent his knees and squatted beside the bed, gently holding Hong Ye's hand.
Put your hands to your cheeks and rub them back and forth
Feeling regretful and ashamed, she whispered in a low voice: "Hongye, maybe I was really wrong! I should treat you sincerely, cherish and care for you! Forgive me! Please, wake up! Give it to me.
A chance to make amends!" The soft voice was clearer and more beautiful, full of sincerity.
Son was crying on the side. He just heard his confession and was already shaken by his true feelings. At the same time, he lamented that he did not seize the opportunity when Ziyue was alive and never showed his sincerity to her.
Fang Yang heard the sobbing behind him and turned around to look back. What he saw was a pair of watery, tearful eyes.
"Son? You..." A series of question marks flashed in my mind
"I'm sorry! When I saw Hong Ye like this, I thought of Zi Yue! She died so tragically, I..." The sad past was ruthlessly awakened, and Son cried sadly, his words stuck in his throat.
Fang Yang also burst into tears quietly.
The air becomes dull
Both of them cried for a long time. Son could tell that Fang Yang really liked Hongye and believed that after what happened today, he would treat him well.
So, before leaving, he specially prepared a pair of body-restoring medicine for Hong Ye and gave it to Fang Yang before saying goodbye and leaving.
Walking to the gate of the courtyard, he repeatedly warned: "Remember! You must not let Hongye suffer any stimulation again! Otherwise, when you lose him one day, it will be too late even if you cry all over the place!"
"I know! I did make mistakes in the past! Don't worry, from now on, I will never hurt Hong Ye again!" Fang Yang vowed and promised again and again before waving goodbye.
From then on, Fang Yang took great care of Hong Ye like a lover, cleaning him carefully every day, combing his long hair, and telling him everything he saw in his ears.
Hong Ye was taken care of
And Son, after dealing with the patients at home every day, would come to Fang Yang's house and stroll with him on the winding path warmed by the sun while pushing a handcart. Lying quietly in the car was a handsome man - Hongye.
!
A face as pale as paper gradually improved under the careful care of the two people.
On this day, they took good care of Hong Ye as usual.
There was plenty of light in the room, and Hong Ye lay peacefully on the bed.
Son finished infusing the nutrient solution into Hong Ye and carefully removed the needle.
When Fang Yang saw that Hong Ye had finished the infusion, he pushed a handcart from the corner and lifted Hongye into the car with a little force.
Today, Hong Ye is much heavier than before. Seeing him sleeping like a flower, his complexion has almost recovered, his skin has a light pink glow, and his thin body is becoming plumper.
Fang Yang felt indescribable joy in his heart, and murmured in his mouth: "Hongye, the sunshine outside is very good today, let's go for a walk together!" The soft voice made people feel the slightest care!
The car slowly slipped through the winding road with light steps.
The warm sunshine is shining, like a mother's big hands, exuding a gentle breath, gently caressing the few people who are strolling.
I lay quietly in the car on the red night after sleeping for two months. Under the sunshine, I seemed to feel the warmth. My thick eyelashes shone with starlight and flickered a few times.
This weak expression was caught by Fang Yang who was pushing the cart. Sparkling flowers suddenly bloomed on his handsome face. He grabbed his son's clothes and shouted loudly: "Look, Hong Ye is awake!"