Hua Yinong looks down at the paper in his hand.

——My world is dark, there will be no sunshine.

Hua Yinong's heart clattered for a while, and he felt an unknown premonition between the lines. He didn't understand how Xia Beiqing could say such sad words.

After the accident, although Xia Beiqing was isolated, sensitive and timid, and resisted the invasion of strangers from the outside world, he would occasionally smile and say one or two jokes in front of familiar people.

But since yesterday he found out that Shen Zhiyu had taken his own blood for research and witnessed Shen Zhiyu being hijacked, he seems to have completely changed.

As long as he doesn't say, no one can guess what the problem is and what he is thinking.

At this time, Shen Zhiyu came in.

Xia Beiqing silently tears the paper into pieces, grabs it into his hand, pulls it into a ball, and then throws it into the garbage can.

After the things in the room are cleaned up, Shen Zhiyu looks at Hua Yinong: "I want to have a chat with Beiqing alone." 

"OK, let's talk. I'll go outside and pack up." Hua Yinong looks at Xia Beiqing and turns to leave the room.

Shen Zhiyu steps toward Xia Beiqing and squats down slowly in front of him. He has a thousand words in his heart, but he doesn't know how to open his mouth for a moment.

At this time, Xia Beiqing picked up a pen and paper to write, and then handed it to him.

——Mr. Shen, let's separate.

The simple words on the paper hurt Shen Zhiyu's eyes.

separate?

Shen Zhiyu grabs Xia Beiqing's arm in a hurry and asks: "Beiqing, what are you talking about? You want to be separated from me? Why? "

Xia Beiqing slowly lowered his head and gave no response.

Shen Zhiyu's eyes were red, and his tears fell down. He held Xia Beiqing's cold hand tightly, and his voice almost begged: "Beiqing, are you angry with me because of blood research? If you are angry, you can lose your temper, you can beat me and scold me, you can do whatever you want, don't... Don't separate from me, OK

Xia Beiqing pursed his lips and his face was tense, as if he was indifferent to Shen Zhiyu's crying.

Shen Zhiyu stares at Xia Beiqing with an urgent and pleading look. But in Xia Beiqing's indifferent look, the light at the bottom of his eyes is dim, and his hand is slowly released.

Shen Zhiyu took a deep breath, trembled his lips, and asked the question he didn't want to face.

"You... Don't want me?"

Xia Bei tilted his brows and nodded his head stiffly.

When Shen Zhiyu's pupil was shocked, the tears under his eyes condensed into tears and burst out of his eyes, slapping on the back of his hand, as if they could scald his skin.

"For... Why? What did I do wrong? " Shen Zhiyu did not give up to ask, and his posture was extremely humble.

Xia Bei leans to write on the paper and hands it to Shen Zhiyu indifferently.

——Mr. Shen, you don't have to stay with me. You can live your own life and continue to be a teacher. When you meet someone who loves you and can protect you, you can be happy together.

Shen Zhiyu suddenly stands up, takes the paper from Xia Beiqing's hand, tears it into pieces and sprinkles it in the air. The floating pieces fly like catkins and fall on their shoulders.

Shen Zhiyu looked at Xia Beiqing with an extremely determined eye: "no matter you hate me or ignore me, I promised to take care of you for a lifetime, and I will never leave!"