Chapter 663 I Am Your Burden

Shen Zhiyu stood up and stretched out his hand to help Xia Beiqing, but Xia Beiqing pushed Shen Zhiyu away, refusing to let him touch him, climbed onto the bed with difficulty, then pulled up the quilt and curled himself up tightly under the quilt inside.

Shen Zhiyu stood by the bed, watching the bulging blanket trembling, as if he had returned to the past again, he retracted into his body, refusing to reveal his heart again.

Shen Zhiyu tentatively stretched out his hand, wanting to touch the trembling bulge, but stopped suddenly. After a while, he withdrew his hand and pressed his head tightly, feeling guilty like vines entangled tightly with him.

Blame him, it's all his fault.

He shouldn't have hired a psychiatrist, even if Xia Beiqing really had phantom pains, so what if he lost his mind, he would always be with him and protect him, instead of giving him a second injury.

In the middle of the night, Xia Beiqing was still curled up in the bed. Shen Zhiyu walked into the room with food and sat down by the bed. He put one hand on the bed and coaxed softly, "Are you hungry? I cooked you My favorite fish soup, how about getting up and eating?"

The people in the bed didn't respond at all. Shen Zhiyu put the food in his hand aside, and slowly tore off the quilt, and suddenly saw Xia Beiqing hugging his body tightly, like an insecure child.

Shen Zhiyu hugged Xia Beiqing directly into his arms, and said in a tone almost begging, "Beiqing, don't scare me, okay. You can beat me and scold me, but don't torture yourself."

Xia Beiqing struggled a few times, broke away from Shen Zhiyu's embrace, picked up the pen and paper beside him, and slowly wrote on the paper.

——Teacher Shen, I am your burden.

"No!" Shen Zhiyu vetoed it flatly, grabbed the pen and paper in Xia Beiqing's hand and threw it aside, picked up the young man's pale and dead face, and said word by word: "Beiqing, listen to me, you will never It's my drag, remember?"

Xia Beiqing shook his head, slowly lowered his hands, lowered his eyebrows, and showed no reaction.

It was the first time for Shen Zhiyu to feel so powerless, as if no matter what he did, it was useless.

Ye country, Jun's family.

Yun Ci sat by the bed and took off the bandage on her arm. The gunshot wound had healed. She had just put her sleeves on the house when the cell phone next to her suddenly rang. It was Su Mi calling.

After connecting, Su Mi's voice was a little urgent: "It should be possible to find out who the third party is!"

Yun Ci suddenly grabbed the phone: "Who is it? Is it an enemy or a friend?"

Su Mi said: "Some of the villagers who came back from you can contact the villagers who were taken away by that third-party force. Just ask there and you will be clear. Come to my house tomorrow."

"it is good."

The next day, Yun Ci rushed to Su Mi's residence early in the morning, walked in the door, and saw a plainly dressed woman sitting in the living room.

Su Mi introduced: "In the last operation, she was rescued by you, but her husband was taken away by that third-party force. She can contact her husband."

Yun Ci nodded: "When will people come?"

"Someone has been sent to pick it up."

Sitting on the sofa and waiting for a while, there was the sound of a car turning off outside the door, Su Mi got up to open the door, Chu Yu walked in, followed by a dark man.

"husband!"

The woman suddenly stood up from the sofa, rushed to the man, and hugged him tightly.

"Are you OK?"

"nothing and you?"

The two asked each other about their concerns.