Concise and profound

During the third month of being taken care of by Yan Jian, Liu Yishen fell seriously ill.

While he was concerned about his father in the hospital, he was busy preparing for his debut, and he often practiced dancing and singing until late.During this period of time, he got up early and stayed late, had less time to rest, and had irregular diets. Liu Yishen suddenly suffered from acute gastroenteritis, and when the cold wind blew, he caught a cold and a fever.

The debut was delayed, Yan Jian also gave orders, and all arrangements were postponed.

It's not a serious illness, Liu Yishen's body will recover sooner or later, but it is a slow process to fully adapt and accept the psychological trauma and stagnation.

Just like he did to Yan Jian.

Liu Yishen is still not used to Yan Jian's kisses, and every time he touches and hugs, Liu Yishen is also extremely embarrassed.Obviously, I have done it several times, but every time Jian Jian first entered, Liu Yishen shrank very tightly, unable to adapt to his huge size.

Liu Yishen's tears fell down uncontrollably, like a female Omega, he cried a little hard, but he didn't push Yan Jian away.

Because Yan Jian helped him pay his father's high surgery and medical expenses, and allowed him to live in a spacious and bright house, and had the opportunity to make his debut, so Yan Jian had every reason to wantonly take money from his body.

During the day, Liu Yishen is busy practicing songs, and Yan Jian, who manages a listed company, is so busy that no one is seen. But at night, the sex between the two is a bit frequent, and it often lasts until the early morning. Sometimes Yan Jian gets excited , there is also demand in the morning.

Liu Yishen obeyed and cooperated, trying her best to show a well-behaved side, and silently endured it.

Yan Jian didn't like wearing condoms, but she was afraid that Liu Yishen's pregnancy would be troublesome, so Yan Jian never thought of marking him, and never left anything in Liu Yishen's body, usually sprayed on Liu Yishen Between the thighs, on the lower abdomen, on the chest, etc., or ask Liu Yishen to lie down and taste his taste.

Liu Yishen's nostrils were filled with a fishy smell, and the hot liquid in his mouth was also thick and sticky, he would often choke on it, and the liquid flowed out from the corners of his mouth.

Before this, Liu Yishen never thought that she could let go of her dignity and all her shame, and serve another man like this.

On the night of Liu Yishen's illness, the room was completely dark. Liu Yishen was lying on the bed with a drowsy brain, and his intestines were colic. He also had a dry mouth and red face.

The door of the room was pushed open suddenly, the light from outside came in, and a tall figure walked towards him. Liu Yishen unconsciously grabbed the man's hand: "Zhou...Zhouchuan, is that you? You're back ?"

There is really no relationship between Liu Yishen and Zheng Zhouchuan. When Zheng Zhouchuan went abroad, Liu Yishen's estrus period was unexpectedly early. He didn't go to see Zheng Zhouchuan, and he couldn't say goodbye to Zheng Zhouchuan. No matter how much affection he has, No matter how deep the concern was, it was all in vain.

In the next few years, Liu Yishen's heart seemed to be dead, and he never had the slightest feeling for anyone, but life is still very long, and deep in his heart he is still looking forward to a love, a beautiful and pure love .

"I'm not Zheng Zhouchuan, I'm Yan Jian."

Yan Jian broke Liu Yishen's fantasy and dragged him back to reality abruptly.

"I'm sorry! President Yan."

Liu Yishen was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand, but was caught by Yan Jian again.

Yan Jian's face also moved closer, touching the tip of Liu Yishen's nose, Liu Yishen was stunned, only felt that Yan Jian's deep eyes were bottomless, as if they could swallow Liu Yishen's mind.

"Liu Yishen, call my name."

"Speak...simply."

"Don't call me wrong again. Liu Yishen, Zheng Zhouchuan didn't show up at all. The only one who can help you now is me. You just need to look into my eyes and call my name, understand?"

This time, he finally accepted his fate completely and died, Liu Yishen nodded: "Yes."

In the following four years, Liu Yishen listened to Yan Jian's words very much, he was there whenever he was told, he would not refute any of Yan Jian's words, and he also blushed and made various poses on the bed.

Liu Yishen's eyes were always focused on Yan Jian.

In the first year with Yan Jian, on Liu Yishen's birthday, Yan Jian gave Liu Yishen a guitar; In Yishen's mouth, Liu Yishen was asked to lick it clean, and then he kissed Liu Yishen's mouth.

In the third year of their relationship, once when Liu Yishen was writing a song, the power went out suddenly, and a light stick lit up in the darkness. Yan Jian held the light stick and came to him like Liu Yishen's fan.

In the fourth year, Yan Jian, who was usually indifferent and reticent, lost his composure. He was so drunk that he slept on Liu Yishen's lap, calling his name over and over again, saying that he wanted to hear Liu Yishen sing.

Liu Yishen asked Yan Jian what song would he like to hear?

Yan Jian said, "As long as it's sung by you, it's fine."

It was just a simple sentence after being drunk, but Liu Yishen's heart skipped a beat. Many things were quietly changing with time, and when he realized it, feelings had already sprouted.

Liu Yishen cleared his throat and hummed the title song from his first album when he debuted.

After singing a song, Yan Jian slightly curled the corners of her mouth: "It sounds good."

Hearing this, Liu Yishen's cheeks became even hotter, and he said again: "Mr. Yan, actually... Actually, I also wrote a song. I composed the music and lyrics myself, and I plan to call it..."

Yan Jian didn't respond any more, because she had already passed out at this time.

Seeing this, Liu Yishen didn't say the second half of the sentence.

As long as Yan Jian nods her head in agreement, the title of Liu Yishen's song will be decided, and it will be called "

Although your words are simple, I have deep feelings.

It's a pity that this song has not been completed for a long time, and it will always be hidden in Liu Yishen's heart.

The light in the operating room was just above the head, and when the light shone down, Liu Yishen still felt a little dazzling even if he closed his eyes.

The doctor hadn't administered anesthesia to him yet, and once he was anesthetized, he didn't feel much. In fact, the time for the painless abortion was very fast, and the whole operation took less than half an hour.

It's just that the doctor didn't move for a long time, and Liu Yishen was also a little strange. He moved his eyelids uneasily and squeezed his palms tightly.

The male doctor wearing a mask hesitated, he put down the medicine and anesthesia needle in his hand, and the voice came into Liu Yishen's ears at this time: "Mr. Liu, let's forget about today, I don't think you have made up your mind ,because of you……"

What's up with him?

Liu Yi opened his eyes in a trance, only then felt his face was hot and humid, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and it was full of tears.

I don't know when, he has burst into tears...

Although it is not far from Nancheng, it is still a strange city to Liu Yishen. He is not familiar with the place and place here, and he does not plan to live here for a long time, so he temporarily rented a house.

By the time he came out of the hospital and reached the street in front of his house, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

Now it's the end of February, the beginning of spring has passed, and the temperature is gradually warming up. However, in the past two days, the sun is warm during the day, and the night wind blows after sunset, but it is cold.Affected by the late spring cold, the temperature difference between morning and evening in this city is still very large.

Liu Yishen gathered her coat and jacket, her eyes glanced at the passers-by inadvertently, but she noticed a thin old man.The uncle is less than 60 years old, but most of his hair is white, and his face is also wrinkled, full of wrinkles.

He was selling roasted sweet potatoes, and he was pushing the cart at the intersection, shivering in the cold wind.There were still five remaining sweet potatoes in the stove, all of which were still warm, but they were not sold for a long time.

The uncle is still waiting for the guests, and it seems that he will not leave until all these sweet potatoes are sold out.Seeing this, Liu Yishen walked over, and he saw the sign hanging on the car, with a few simple words and the price written on it, and the uncle also brought a pen and paper with him.

Liu Yi was stunned for a moment, a little strange, after calling out "Uncle", only then did he realize that the other party was actually a deaf-mute.

The uncle couldn't hear the sound, and couldn't speak, he just smiled silly and signed to Liu Yishen.

If he wants to express any complicated meaning, he writes it on paper with a pen.The uncle is obviously not a cultural person, and his handwriting is not good-looking, but at least it can be understood.

It was obviously not easy for such a deaf-mute uncle to go out to do business, Liu Yi felt sympathetic, and bought the remaining five sweet potatoes.

The uncle smiled and gestured "thank you" and was about to give Liu Yishen some change, but Liu Yishen shook his head, gave the uncle a 50 yuan note, and then turned and left.

The uncle wanted to catch up, but his legs and feet were not as good as the young man's, so he could only watch Liu Yishen go away.

Liu Yishen didn't intend to stay too long in this city. He originally wanted to have an operation, so he returned to Nancheng as soon as possible, and then took his younger brother Lu Xinmao to further cities, or even went abroad.

However, he couldn't bear it after all, and the doctor advised him to keep the child.

Recently, Liu Yishen often touches his stomach subconsciously. It has been almost two months, and his stomach has not changed significantly, but Liu Yishen can feel the rhythm of another heart in his stomach.

There is a little life that is being conceived, flowing the same blood as him, connected to his heart, breathing and living with him.

This feeling is really amazing.

Liu Yishen has been hesitant to make a choice, so he lived here for a week without knowing it.

Near the neighborhood where he currently lives, Liu Yishen can always see the deaf-mute uncle who sells roasted sweet potatoes at the intersection. It is estimated that he is old and disabled, and it is not convenient for him to travel too far.

Liu Yishen gave the uncle 50 yuan that day. Unexpectedly, the uncle kept thinking about it and felt that he owed Liu Yishen.Later, he also returned the overcharged money to Liu Yishen, and gave him three extra sweet potatoes, which made Liu Yishen feel embarrassed.

This evening, Liu Yishen did not see the figure of the uncle.

When going out this time, Liu Yishen didn't bring much money with him, because before he left, he almost gave his brother Lu Xinmao all the savings from the previous years, so now he found a cheap house and lived in the suburbs.

The outskirts of the city are relatively remote. Not long ago, the migrant labor market moved here, and the place has become even more mixed, and there are more outrageous foreigners.At night, there are hooligans and gangsters, and the security is getting worse. If the time is too late, the locals will not dare to go out.

Liu Yishen was a little worried about the deaf-mute uncle, so he looked around, and then he found the uncle's cart at a certain intersection, but he still didn't see him.

He was about to turn a corner and turn into another path, when suddenly, he heard a burst of chaotic footsteps, and a hoarse voice of pain: "Ahhhhhh!"

Liu Yishen's face changed drastically. This was obviously the helpless cry of the deaf-mute uncle, because he couldn't speak, he couldn't shout "Help" at all, he could only make this broken sound.

The uncle was dragged into a dead end by a few big, three-faced, thick-backed men. They cursed vulgar words, held sticks, spat at him, and beat and kicked him mercilessly.

Liu Yishen thought of his younger brother for a moment, and remembered that when he was in high school, his younger brother was also targeted by those hooligans in society.They fought together, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, their heads were bleeding, and they almost killed themselves.

A strong uneasiness welled up in his heart, and Liu Yishen rushed forward immediately: "You guys stop!"

After half an hour...

Liu Yishen, who was pregnant with the deaf-mute uncle on his back, was not as strong as before, and soon became out of breath, so he didn't run far, and was caught up by those gangsters, who also blocked Liu Yishen's way .

Liu Yishen fell to the ground, and the phone slipped out of his pocket. He reached out to grab it, but in the next second, the back of his hand was firmly stepped on by a man's foot, causing him to groan in pain.

Immediately afterwards, another man hit him with a stick, and it landed heavily on Liu Yishen's right foot.

In an instant, Liu Yishen seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking. Following a burst of pain, his face suddenly turned pale, and he passed out from the pain...

Jing'an Garden in Nancheng locked the door, took a last look at the house, and Yan Jian turned and left.

His secretary Cao Cheng hurriedly followed. At this time, he was not only carrying a guitar, but also dragging a box in his hand, a little confused: "Mr. Yan, this box and this guitar..."

Yan Jian stopped in her tracks, glanced at the guitar, and then her eyes settled on the suitcase.There are a lot of things in the box, all about Liu Yishen, a box full of things, more like his memories of Liu Yishen.

"Throw them away, or burn them."

Cao Cheng was dumbfounded, and asked again: "Then... what about this house?"

Yan Jian threw the key to Cao Cheng and said flatly, "It's sold."