I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 444 Song Yan, I want you to live
Su Shao didn't know what mood she was in right now, she just felt like she couldn't breathe, her whole body was top-heavy, her soul and thoughts were all floating out of her body.

Why did Song Yan hide in the closet?
Is it only in the dark that there is a home and a sense of security?
Such behavior is definitely not just because of fear of heights. He must have some fragile and sensitive part in his heart, and he must be imprisoned and bound by this fear.

What is it?
she does not know
Su Shao has never been so eager to get an answer, eager to know what is the thing that tied Song Yan into the darkness!
She walked towards the closet step by step.

Go to Song Yan
She knew he was there.

Waiting to find him and hug him!

Su Shao lowered his arms, and the phone was still ringing with "beep".She approached the closet slowly, and touched the handle of the closet with her fingers.

Taking a deep breath, he pulled the wardrobe open with trembling fingertips.

The moment Su Shao opened the closet, he felt as if he had experienced the most frightening "life and death."

The moment she saw Song Yan, her blood started to boil again, and every cell in her body began to function, but...
When she saw Song Yan's appearance in the closet, she couldn't stop the pain, the air breathed into her lungs, and her whole lungs were about to explode in pain.

she is dying
In the farthest corner of the closet, a figure huddled.

I don't know if it was because of the cold or because of fear, he huddled into a ball with his face buried between his knees, like a puddle of mud.

A dead thing that lacks a soul and a living breath.

Su Shao bit her lips tightly, controlling her voice to be steady and comforting.

She called softly, "Brother."

The figure in the closet didn't move, and didn't look up at her.

She continued to shout, "Baby Song Song."

The nasal cavity was already sobbing uncontrollably, and the throat began to choke uncontrollably.

But he still didn't respond.

Still no.
Unable to control it anymore, she pushed aside all the clothes hanging on the top of the closet, stretched out her arms to hug him tightly, and hugged the whole cold body in her arms.

To be warm, to do our best to give everything.

Fear is still there, fear, self-blame and guilt, as long as it is what he is afraid of and dare not face, she is willing to accompany him to experience it.

with him!
"Song Yan." Su Shao's palm kept patting on the wide and thin back, she leaned into his ear, her voice was gentle, "I'm back."

Hot and warm, along her eye sockets and chin, touched his cold ears and neck.

That temperature finally made Song Yan react a bit.

He looked up at her.

His eyes were dull and empty, and in the deepest part of his pupils, there was a slight unnoticeable struggle.

Su Shao sniffled, stared at his face and asked, "Have you come back for dinner? Are you hungry?"

He shook his head.

"Why don't you answer the phone? Do you know how worried I am? I'm so worried that I'm dying!"

"Song Yan! I don't have parents. Ever since my parents left me, I have had the attitude of being able to kill my own life at any time, because... because I don't know who I will live for in the future? Or, I don't know Understand, what is the meaning of living? I am depraved, I am broken, I am cold-blooded, I can no longer see anything except indulgence and excessive consumption of life.”

"But when I met you. When I saw that you could abandon everything about yourself for a strange patient, I realized how stupid I was before, how fucking stupid I was!"

"It turned out that there was always a light above my head, but I always lowered my head and never looked at it carefully. Because of you, I mustered up the courage to look up. I always thought that the light was you, but when I looked up, what I saw was not You...but myself!"

"It's a better and more dazzling version of me than I am now! Song Yan, can you also look up? Look at how radiant the top of your head is, as bright as the sun. You are more dazzling than anyone else, greater than anyone else. I don't believe that you, who wear stars and wear moons, will be defeated by the fear in your heart, no matter what you have experienced before, I don't care."

"Song Yan, I want you to 'live'. Not for me, nor for anyone, but for yourself!"

　It turned out that there was always a light above my head, but I kept my head down and never took a good look at it.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)