Shen Mo was very calm and only spoke three sentences to Zhou Yang from beginning to end.

　　”It’s me.”

　　”Let’s break up.”

　　”There’s no reason, I’m just tired of it.”

　　Then, regardless of Zhou Yang’s questions on the other end of the phone, he looked at Ji Mingxuan calmly.

　　Ji Mingxuan hung up the phone knowingly. He stared at him in silence for a while and asked, “Break up with Zhou Yang so easily?”

　　Shen Mo looked at his right hand and said as if it had nothing to do with him: “When they tortured me, they said that if I didn’t break up with Zhou Yang, my family would be the ones in trouble next time.”

　　Ji Mingxuan rubbed his brows, dragged a chair over and sat down next to the bed, and said, “The criminal who kidnapped you has been arrested. When you feel better, the police will ask you to take a statement.”

　　Shen Mo nodded and said “OK”, and asked: “That day… was it Mr. Ji who saved me?”

　　Ji Mingxuan paused for a few seconds, then said, “No. Thanks to you for calling the police before the accident, the police arrived in time.”

　　Shen Mo asked again: “Why did Mr. Ji pay for my high medical expenses?”

　　”Zhou Yang and An An left, so this is a little compensation.”

　　Shen Mo and Ji Mingxuan were strangers to begin with, and after saying this, they had nothing more to say. Ji Mingxuan sat for a while and then left. After that, he sent his assistant to see Shen Mo several times, but he himself never showed up again.

　　A month later, Shen Mo recovered and was discharged from the hospital.

　　Except for the fact that his right hand could not be used freely, the other injuries only left slight marks. But he had nightmares every night.

　　He dreamed that he was running in the dark, and the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer. He kept dialing the same phone number, but the other end of the phone was always busy, and no one answered. Finally, a hand reached out from the darkness, grabbed his ankle fiercely, and dragged him into an endless hell.

　　Shen Mo woke up from his dream and couldn’t help but yelled: “Zhou Yang!”

　　The small rental house was empty, and one could even hear an echo. He and Zhou Yang decorated the house together, and there were traces of Zhou Yang everywhere, but he knew that person would never come back.

　　Shen Mo began to stay awake all night. As soon as he closed his eyes, he seemed to be back in the abandoned old warehouse. He kept calling Zhou Yang’s name, but no one came to save him.

　　He had originally found a painting-related job, but since his right hand was disabled, he lost his job. Fortunately, there were some bread and instant noodles at home to fill his stomach. He would sleep until he couldn’t hold on any longer, and when he woke up, he would stare out the window in a daze. The rising and setting of the sun meant nothing to him, and he didn’t even know how much time had passed.

　　It seemed like just a few short days, yet it also seemed like a lifetime.

　　It had just rained that day, and the sky cleared up after the rain, and the air was particularly fresh. Shen Mo had just opened a bag of bread and was about to eat it when he heard the doorbell ring. He hadn’t been in contact with outsiders for a long time, and his thoughts became a little slow. After a while, he went to open the door.

　　A tall, thin man stood outside the door. He was standing with his back to the light, and his face looked blurry and a little unreal.

　　But Shen Mo’s long-numbed heart seemed to suddenly come alive, almost jumping out of his throat. He hid his right hand behind his back, as if afraid of scaring the other person, and called him very softly: “Zhou Yang.”

　

　　The man was stunned for a moment and said, “I am not Zhou Yang.”

　　Shen Mo blinked, looked at him carefully, and said, “If you are not Zhou Yang, then who are you?”

　　As he spoke, he pulled him into the house.

　　The room hadn’t been cleaned for several days, and it was dirty and messy everywhere. Shen Mo was busy running around before he cleaned up a small place to sit. He said, “Didn’t you say you were only going to be out for a few days? Why did you take so long to come back?”

　　But where did Zhou Yang go? And how long did it take for him to come back? He couldn’t even remember.

　　The man did not sit down. He just crossed his arms and looked at Shen Mo, then repeated, “I am not Zhou Yang.”

　　He took out a watch from his pocket and said, “Someone found this in that old warehouse. I guess it’s yours, so I brought it over.”

　　Shen Mo realized that it was the watch Zhou Yang gave him, and quickly took it and put it on again. But he still couldn’t remember when he lost the watch, and just thinking about it made his right hand ache.

　　He didn’t dare to think about it anymore. He glanced at the bread that had just been opened on the table, took it and said, “You haven’t eaten yet? Let’s eat together.”

　　When the man saw the bread, his expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Shen Mo’s hand and asked, “You eat something moldy and spoiled?”

　　Shen Mo’s wrist was pinched so hard that it hurt. He couldn’t help but shudder, remembering that Zhou Yang didn’t like to eat these things. “I remember there are some vegetables in the refrigerator. I’ll go make you a bowl of noodles.”

　　He said as he struggled to get rid of the man’s hand, but just after taking two steps into the kitchen, he felt dizzy. He was unsteady on his feet and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, the man was quick and held his arm in time.

　　Shen Mo was a little embarrassed: “Maybe I slept too late last night.”

　　He called out again in a low voice: “Zhou Yang…”

　　The man didn’t correct him this time, he just said, “If I hadn’t come today, you would have starved to death in this room and made the headlines in a few days.”

　　But he still had bread to eat.

　　Shen Mo thought so, and before he could refute, the man had already dragged him out of the house. He was very strong, and Shen Mo couldn’t break free, so he had to follow him.

　　He was taken into a car, and a man who looked like an assistant came back with some steaming hot porridge. Shen Mo was supervised and drank a large bowl of it.

　　He felt strange. The sun was so bright, but for some reason, everyone’s face was blurry. Of course, Zhou Yang was an exception. Even in the crowd, he could recognize Zhou Yang at a glance.

　　That was the person he fell deeply in love with.

　　When Shen Mo thought of this, his heart suddenly softened.

　　After eating the porridge, he was taken to the hospital by the man. The doctor, whose face was also blurry, asked him some questions, some of which were easy to answer, but some of which made him feel puzzled. After answering, he was taken to do some more tests. The man discussed his illness with the doctor and finally prescribed a lot of medicine for him to go home.

　　Shen Mo fiddled with the medicine bottles and said, “I’m not sick.”

　　The man glanced at him and said two words calmly: “Take medicine.”

　　Shen Mo didn’t know why, but he didn’t dare to disobey him. He poured water and took the medicine obediently. The man didn’t sit in the room after all. As soon as Shen Mo finished taking the medicine, he opened the door and prepared to leave.

　　Shen Mo chased after him and asked, “Zhou Yang, where are you going?”

　　The man paused, turned around and looked at Shen Mo, saying, “I just happened to be passing by today, and I won’t come again.”

　　There was a moment of silence and confusion.

　　The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then slowly stretched out his hand, placed his palm against Shen Mo’s cheek, but did not touch his face, and said word by word: “Of course Zhou Yang will not come either. It’s up to you to choose whether to continue to escape or wake up and face reality.”

　　After saying that, he withdrew his hand, turned around and left.

　　Shen Mo chased him all the way downstairs, and watched him get into the car, but he could no longer catch up with him. He didn’t understand what happened, why did Zhou Yang leave? They were so close.

　　His right hand started to hurt again.

　　Shen Mo quickly held it with his other hand.

　　The weather was sunny for only one afternoon, and it started to rain again in the evening. Shen Mo did not go back to the rental house, but just stood in the corridor downstairs, feeling empty inside, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　Although the rain was not heavy, it still soaked his clothes quickly. Shen Mo shrugged his shoulders and refused to leave stubbornly.

　　He didn’t sleep all night, and when it was almost dawn, he sat down against the wall. People who got up early to go to work passed by him one after another, looking at him as if he were a madman.

　　Shen Mo couldn’t help but wonder, is he crazy?

　　It was still a gloomy day, the rain was not heavy, but it kept falling. Shen Mo’s hair was also wet, and water kept dripping down, but he didn’t feel cold at this time. He didn’t even know what he was waiting for, he just waited wholeheartedly.

　　In the afternoon, a car drove over and stopped opposite the corridor. Shen Mo looked up, then lowered his head again.

　　When he was about to faint, the rain started to fall harder. The little eaves above Shen Mo’s head could not block the rain at all, but he remained motionless, not even thinking about standing up.

　　The car was also parked opposite.

　　When it was completely dark, the car door suddenly opened.

　　A man got out of the car.

　　Shen Mo watched him approaching with an umbrella, and seemed to hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

　　The man finally stopped in front of Shen Mo and looked at him without saying a word.

　　Shen Mo stood up and hugged him, shouting, “Zhou Yang!”

　　The man’s body stiffened slightly, and after a long time, he sighed and gently hugged him.