Su Yan finally woke up, and on the third day after being unconscious, he opened his eyes with some difficulty without relying on anyone's help.
What he saw was a darkness that was so dark that he couldn't even see the slightest bit of light coming in from the outside.
It should still be night at this moment.
But he had no idea how many days had passed since the night he passed out. He only knew that he needed water now...
"water......"
Su Yan murmured subconsciously. The pain and dryness in his throat seemed to be burning, making him thirsty for the moisture of water.
However, after calling out, he received no response. As Su Yan gradually regained consciousness, he realized his current situation.
He suddenly fell silent, and for a while he didn't dare to shout anymore.
Because even if he shouted, Xu Bing and Uncle Lin would probably ignore him...
Su Yan's expression turned gloomy as he thought this, but there was no trace of resentment or anger in it.
After all, under the circumstances at that time, it was normal for Xu Bing to misunderstand him...
And even he can't forgive himself.
'Xiao Chun...'
He muttered to himself, even in a coma, he was still worried about Xu Chun.
The scene of Xu Chun lying in a pool of blood kept replaying in his mind, making him full of self-blame, guilt, pity...
Only there is no regret.
Because it was indeed not Xiaochun who he pushed down, so what could he regret?
Only the emotion of regret filled my heart, regretting that I had not been able to hold Xiaochun back at that time.
In this case, he shouldn't be injured, right?
By the way, as long as Xiaochun explains to Xu Bing, Uncle Lin and the others, won't they not misunderstand him?
Su Yan's eyes suddenly showed a hint of joy, as if he had seen an oasis in the desert.
But soon, he thought of something, and his whole body froze. Then the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally the light completely disappeared, and his eyes turned gray again.
Xu Chun probably woke up long ago, but Xu Bing and Uncle Lin still haven't been to his room.
Doesn't this mean that they still misunderstand themselves?
But why?
Why are they unwilling to believe themselves even after Xiaochun explains to them...
A sour feeling suddenly poured into his eyes, making Su Yan's eyes instantly moist and red.
He subconsciously wanted to turn aside and not let the tears fall.
This is nothing to cry about.
However, the tingling sensation coming from his legs reminded Su Yan of the scene before he fell into coma.
Those eyes that seemed to be stained with blood appeared in his mind, like the gaze of a ghost in the darkness, making him shudder slightly.
The legs were broken again under such circumstances...
Su Yan desperately tried to hold back tears.
They didn't mean to misunderstand themselves.
It's not a big deal if both legs are broken, it can always be cured.
He said to himself in his heart.
But in the end, the tears still slowly slid down his cheeks.
Obviously, I didn't mean to blame them.
But why do I feel so wronged and sad...
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The night is long.
But Su Yan was still looking forward to the arrival of dawn.
Even if I keep my eyes open forcibly, it doesn't matter if my eyes are always pitch black.
Because only in this way can he bring some comfort to his injured soul.
However, he ultimately failed to hold on until dawn and passed out again.
In the darkness, at the last moment before dawn.
At this moment, the room was opened, and Xu Bing walked in silently.
On the bed, the boy changed his posture, which was not the one she saw before she left.
He probably woke up once and then passed out again.
Xu Bing thought like this and slowly walked to the bed. The eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were cold and ruthless.
Do you think that I will sympathize with you?
No, never again.
The pain you brought to Xiaochun, and the deception you brought to me.
You have to repay these things in double amounts.
Xu Bing's expression was cold, a ray of green light bloomed from his fingers, and he touched Su Yan's body gently, making it impossible for him to die, but he still had to endure the feeling of hunger and thirst.
Then, she was about to withdraw her fingers, but her eyes flickered, and finally she touched Su Yan's dry lips, turning them pink, tender and moisturized again.
Immediately, he took off his glasses and lowered his head deeply, with a look of satisfaction and coldness in his eyes.
This is something that belongs to her, and she can naturally do whatever she wants.
After a long time, Xu Bing straightened up, put on his glasses again, straightened his hair, and returned to his meticulous ascetic appearance.
But the boy's lips on the bed became even more red and swollen than last night, scarred and completely stained with blood.
That's the result of being overcharged.
Xu Bing knew the taste of the marrow, but he didn't know the skills. Naturally, he was even more rough and violent than the last time. He only cared about himself and didn't think much about anything else.
After cleaning himself up, Xu Bing actually had no idea of returning the boy's lips to normal, leaving them looking miserable.
This is the trace she left behind, proof that the boy belongs to her, and she naturally wants to keep it.
Then, he walked out of the room, closed the door tightly, and went to the research room.
Time passes quickly.
This time, Su Yan woke up even later. The extremely weak feeling caused by hunger and thirst made it difficult for him to open his eyes. Even if he could barely open them, he could only see an extremely blurry scene in front of him.
.
He had forgotten the concept of time, and even where he was, leaving only one thought in his mind.
Is he going to... die?
At this moment, a different color from other blurry scenes appeared in front of him. Su Yan was a little unconscious. He almost relied on instinct to make a hoarse voice from his mouth.
"water......"
Xu Bing frowned tightly. The voice the young man vomited at this moment was no longer as sweet, melodious, and soft as before, but was like the voice of a crow, harsh and unpleasant.
She probably held her neck tightly and hadn't drank water for a long time, so her throat was injured.
Her face remained cold, but she actually walked out of the room and came back with a glass of water for the boy.
Then, seeing the young man's weak eyes unable to open, he felt a little confused.
"water......"
Su Yan murmured again and wanted to raise his arm to grab forward, but he only moved his fingers slightly.
Finally, Xu Bing made a move. She opened her thin lips slightly, took a sip of water, stared at Su Yan for a long time, then slowly bent over and lowered her head deeply.