My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn’t Stop Pestering Me

Duan Chen's eyes darkened, he almost lost his footing, clutching the clothes on his chest, a mouthful of blood gushed out.

"What did you say?"

The other party chuckled softly and said in a soft voice, "I said he won't survive tomorrow."

"Fuck you! I don't allow you to curse him like that!"

The room was quiet late at night, so quiet that he could hear the trembling breathing of the other party on the phone.

Duan Chen could tell whether it was true or false, when he thought that Yan Rui had replaced the poisonous blood in his body.

Duan Chen felt that his heart seemed to be weaving a dense net, and the net was gradually tightening at this time.

Stop his heart from beating.

Duan Chen felt the pain of being imprisoned, and his face became more and more ugly.

If Yan Rui really can't survive tomorrow as this person said, Duan Chen can't forgive himself, and he can't wait to give himself a knife to accompany him.

"Tell me where he is?"

The other party said something inexplicable: "You haven't looked at the mailbox at your door for a long time, right?"

When Duan Chen heard the words, he immediately ran out, and as soon as he opened the door, a burst of cold air rushed to his face, but he didn't feel the cold at all, and ran to the door and pressed the password to open the mailbox.

There were many advertisements and newspapers piled up inside, Duan Chen poured them all out, and suddenly a document bag landed on his feet.

Duan Chen bent over to check it, the seal of the document bag had been opened, and the photos inside fell to the ground before he could pick them up.

There are all Yan Rui in there, appearing in every inconspicuous corner, from roadside restaurants to small inconspicuous vegetable markets.

From one street to another, it was just a simple photo, but Duan Chen saw everything Yan Rui had experienced these days.

Watching Yan Rui shivering from the cold sleeping on a bench in an empty park, watching him wash his face with silt water.

His body is getting more and more dirty, and he deliberately hides his temperament, so mediocre that even his fans can't recognize him.

Until the last few pages were turned, Duan Chen saw Yan Rui holding a cardboard box clumsily laying it on the ground, not far from him was a garbage dump, and the mountains of garbage had hidden him inside.

He was curled up on the cardboard shell and hid in the garbage, with his empty eyes open. He was a little silly now, and he seemed to have lost his soul. He was so thin that he could almost see the bones.

The **** smell in his throat was getting stronger and stronger, and Duan Chen's always sober head went off.

Duan Chen turned back more and more, and at the end, his eyes were full of red blood, and his eyes seemed to be congested with blood.

Seeing that Yan Rui had been like this for a few days, Duan Chen felt as if his neck was being strangled.

Tears rolled down without warning, and he said in a blunt voice: "I'm sorry, Yan Rui, I won't be angry with you anymore, I won't bully you, I will believe you in the future, will you come back?"

Duan Chen sent a few photos to his subordinates, and after an inquiry, he finally located it in the largest garbage dump in city a.

When they looked for Yan Rui again, they concentrated on the station, airport, train station, or hotel restaurant. No one thought that Yan Rui would quietly hide in the garbage dump.

What a stinky garbage dump, didn't expect anyone to sleep with wild dogs there for a few nights.

The time was found very quickly. In less than ten minutes, Duan Chen drove over immediately after knowing Yan Rui's location, without telling anyone.

When Duan Chen drove his car to the outside of the junkyard, the car was out of gas.

Duan Chen opened the car door and ran in. He could only look for Yan Rui with his eyes, and he didn't dare to shout his name.

Yan Rui hides from him on purpose, he is afraid that as soon as he calls his name, he will hide so that he can't find it.

A camellia tree 100 meters away from the garbage dump has bloomed, and its red petals are falling with the wind.

Under the tree, a thin figure sat with his head lowered, holding a peach pit in his hand.

The peach pit was small and red, with a small gap on the ground on one side. Yan Rui took the small peach pit and rubbed the other side on the ground.

If both sides are ground well, the small peach pits can form a small vegetable basket shape.

When Yan Rui polished the peach core, he seemed extremely pious.

After finishing the polishing, Yan Rui took out a red rope from his clothes pocket and put it in. The peach core was polished. In the folk, the red rope tied the peach core has a saying of warding off evil spirits and keeping peace.

After the red rope was threaded in, Yan Rui picked it up and looked at it. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth when his heart suddenly felt a sharp pain, and the veins on his neck bulged out and turned black.

Yan Rui tilted his head and vomited blood on the camellia petals on the ground, and the red color merged into one.

The pain became more and more painful, and Yan Rui gradually felt that he could no longer hear the sound, and even his vision began to blur.

Trapped in pain, he didn't notice that a figure was walking towards him not far behind him.

Duan Chen looked around the garbage dump, but couldn't find anyone. When he was about to collapse, he suddenly saw a camellia tree. He ran over without thinking. Chen almost thought he was hallucinating.

Duan Chen almost burst into tears until he got closer and saw that the figure had not disappeared.

"Yan Rui."

Yan Rui's body froze, it was Duan Chen's voice.

Yan Rui restrained his body and did not let him turn around. First, he was afraid that he was only having hallucinations without Duan Chen, and second, he didn't know how to face Duan Chen in this state.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Yan Rui clenched the peach core in his hand tightly, and the pain in his palm told him that Duan Chen was here to find him.

- He found him.

Yan Rui tried his best to restrain his trembling voice, and pretended to be relaxed: "Why are you here? Do you think I killed you once was not enough to kill you a second time?"

At this moment, Yan Rui turned his back to Duan Chen. After hearing Yan Rui's words, if he hadn't known the truth, he would have been deceived by the indifference in his tone.

Thinking of what the other party said on the unfamiliar phone call: Yan Rui will not survive today.

Duan Chen looked at Yan Rui's back, and suddenly said, "Yan Rui, come here."

There was something wrong with Yan Rui at the moment, and the feeling of despair and fear continued to expand in Duan Chen's heart.

Yan Rui didn't get up immediately, but said, "Mr. Duan, do you still remember what you said to me on the phone? We have already settled the two. From now on, the bridge will return to the bridge, the road will return to the road, and we will never see each other again."

"You also asked Duan Lin to tell me that in this life and the next life, you don't want to have anything to do with me in every reincarnation after that."

- A gust of breeze blew, and the red petals on the ground fluttered, and Duan Chen smelled not only the faint scent of flowers in the wind at this moment, but also the smell of blood.

"Yan Rui, these are not my true words. Turn around and I'll tell you what I really want." Duan Chen stared at Yan Rui's back with deep fear in his eyes.

Yan Rui leaned against the camellia tree, raised his head slightly and coughed a few times, then said in a hoarse voice, "Okay."

Obviously he shouldn't turn his head, but at the end of his life, he still couldn't help wanting to see Duan Chen for the last time.

Yan Rui shook his body and got up from the ground, the blood on the palm of his hand dripped down, and a small blood flower bloomed on the ground.

His face is still delicate, but the most beautiful eyes on that face are no longer as smart as they used to be.

"Duan Chen, I almost killed you, you must know that you shouldn't see me as a murderer, you shouldn't see me as a cold-blooded and ruthless demon??"

As Yan Rui spoke intermittently, he staggered and turned to Duan Chen. The light gray coat was covered in shocking blood.

When the poison attacked, Yan Rui could only rely on self-mutilation to relieve the severe pain in his heart, so his hands were covered with wounds.

The blood from the wound on the wrist gathered to the fingertips, and then smashed to the ground, dyeing the road Yan Rui walked red, more eye-catching than the red camellias on the ground.

At this moment, Duan Chen felt that his heartbeat stopped.

Yan Rui walked in front of him step by step, smiled lightly, and fell forward unbearably, smashing his forehead on Duan Chen's heart.

Duan Chen woke up with a start. He knelt on the ground and hugged Yan Rui. Watching the blood on his hands getting more and more, he lifted up his sleeves. The slender wrists were full of new wounds, like sharp stones. The pieces were scraped out the same, one after another, the flesh was blurred, and the blood flowed like a stream.

"Yan Rui! Yan Rui!"

Yan Rui leaned on him and handed the peach pit in his hand to him, "I'm sorry."

"I don't want you to say sorry to me. I know it. Duan Lin has already told me everything. You saved me by changing blood. I owe you. It's me who should say sorry..."

Yan Rui could no longer hear the sound, his vision gradually blurred, and he saw Duan Chen's lips opening and closing.

Yan Rui seemed to understand something, he suddenly wrapped his arms around Duan Chen's neck, and then took a light bite on his shoulder.

Duan Chen looked at Yan Rui with blood red eyes, not understanding.

Yan Rui smiled lightly, and was about to speak, when an unprecedented pain came to his heart, as if a dull knife had been stabbed in and pulled out fiercely. He vomited blood almost uncontrollably.

Yan Rui leaned against Duan Chen's heart, and the mouthful of blood spit out on him, staining Duan Chen's clothes red and his face red.

"Rui Rui" Duan Chen shook his hands to wipe the blood on Yan Rui's face, but the more he wiped, the more Yan Rui's body twitched, and the blood oozing out from his mouth.

Duan Chen had never seen such a fragile Yan Rui, as if he would vomit up all the blood in his body in an instant.

His situation was much more serious than he was at the beginning, Duan Chen couldn't imagine how Yan Rui could survive it.

He could only pray incompetently, then hugged Yan Rui tightly, begging him: "Yan Rui, I beg you not to have an accident, don't leave me alone, Yan Rui, Yan Rui"

Yan Rui couldn't hear his voice for a long time, and now he couldn't even see his eyes. The surroundings were pitch-dark. He could only grasp Duan Chen's clothes by his senses, exhausted his remaining strength, and said vaguely. Say a word.

"When I bite you, you will pay it off. Achen, you don't owe me anything, don't feel guilty, you have to live well..."

As soon as the voice fell, Yan Rui slowly closed his eyes with the last weak panting, and there was no more sound.

The author has something to say

I really want it to end like this, hehe, but I'm afraid you will hit me, and Duan Chen hasn't remembered what happened ten thousand years ago, and he doesn't know that Yan Rui gave him his heart

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