love hangs on a thread

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Ye Ying's tears welled up, he bit his arm to prevent himself from making a sound, but the tears blurred his vision.

I don't know when it started, Ye Ying, who always claimed to be indifferent, began to look like a "human".

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Ye Ying put all the money she had saved over the years into a card, and for the first time asked her family for some.

The mother seemed surprised and pleasantly surprised by Ye Ying's initiative to ask for money. In their view, this was a sign of her son acting like a baby, so she quickly gave Ye Ying a sum of money.

Ye Ying had already received the money before she even said the excuse she made up.

So Ye Ying had a sore nose again.

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Ye Ying spent the whole night half asleep and half awake.

The next morning Huo Siming had just knocked on the door and it was opened. Huo Siming didn't know how he felt, so when he saw that Ye Ying was awake, he greeted him for breakfast.

After simply packing up, the two of them went out the door with their things together.

He didn't even need to take a car, Ye Ying was led by Huo Siming, and after walking for about 10 minutes, he arrived at the downstairs of Qian Qingye's house.

Ye Ying raised her head and glanced upwards, the glass windows reflected the sunlight, which was so bright that it was dazzling, but everything was calm as usual.

"Is he at home?" Ye Ying asked softly.

Huo Siming nodded, "Aunt and uncle are already at the funeral home."

Ye Ying's heart ached and she didn't speak any more.

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Qian Qingye's house was full of people, and everyone had a sad expression on their faces.

Grandma cried several times until she fainted and was sent to the hospital.

Grandma had a heart attack when she got the news, and she was also hospitalized.

Uncles, aunts, aunts and uncles, with tears on their faces, kept comforting Qian Qingye.

The house was in chaos, but Qian Qingye seemed to have turned into a piece of wood. He didn't cry, laugh, eat or drink. He seemed to have fallen into a swamp. When the mud covered his head, he would stop breathing.

It seems like an endless nightmare, Qian Qingye thought, wake up, when he woke up, his father was watching TV in the living room, and his mother just scolded him for refusing to eat coriander...

But, why can't you wake up?

I've tried so hard, why can't I still wake up?

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The moment the door opened, the smell of incense ash rushed into Ye Ying's nostrils.

Huo Siming put the things aside, and then talked with Qian Qingye's aunt.

The adults in the family were afraid that something might happen to Qian Qingye, so someone was here to accompany him every day.

My aunt looked at Ye Ying, didn't say anything, just leaned on the sofa, shedding tears.

Ye Ying whispered "sorry" to Qian Qingye's aunt, and then went to look for Qian Qingye's figure.

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As soon as Ye Ying entered the door, she saw Qian Qingye in front of the window.

Qian Qingye sat on the ground in front of the French window in the living room, with his arms around his knees, leaning against the corner of the wall, not knowing what he was looking at.

Ye Ying walked over slowly and knelt down beside him.

He put his hand on Qian Qingye's arm and called his name softly, "Qingye..."

Qian Qingye blinked slowly before turning his head to look at him, "Ye... cough cough cough... cough cough..."

Ye Ying hurriedly recited to him, "It's me, it's me."

"Why are you here?" Qian Qingye asked hoarsely.

Ye Ying looked at Qian Qingye's haggard face, feeling extremely distressed, "I'm worried about you, so I came to see you."

Qian Qingye twitched the corner of his mouth, "Thank you Ye Ying, I'm fine." As he spoke, he waved away Ye Ying's hand that was on his arm.

Ye Ying clearly felt the throbbing pain in his heart, he smiled, "It's okay, just ask me if you need me, okay?"

Ye Ying said again, "I've asked for leave, and I've been staying at Huo Siming's house recently. If you need me, I will always be with you."

Qian Qingye looked at Ye Ying, he should be happy, shouldn't he?Isn't it happy that the person you like suddenly appears by your side and says that you want to be with you all the time?

But Qian Qingye seemed to have lost the nerve to be happy, so he could only force a smile, "Okay, thank you, Ye Ying."

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Ye Ying didn't know what else he could do, he stayed quietly beside Qian Qingye for a while, and found that Qian Qingye's eyes were still out of focus.

He took off his glasses like a myopic eye, looking at the front aimlessly.

Qian Qingye's two hands were folded on his knees, and Ye Ying stretched out his hand to hold it, as if he was holding a piece of ice.

Later, Qian Qingye was called away by a phone call.

Ye Ying watched his somewhat vain footsteps hastily followed.

"I'm fine Ye Ying, I still have some things to deal with, can you let Siming accompany you?" Qian Qingye stopped at the door and said in a patient tone as much as possible.

Ye Ying stared at him blankly, wondering if his appearance had caused trouble for Qian Qingye, maybe he didn't want to see him now.

"It's okay, it's okay, you are busy first, if you need my help, just say it."

"En." After finishing speaking, Qian Qingye turned around and went downstairs.

Ye Ying looked back at Huo Siming.

"Then let's go back first." Huo Siming said.

"Okay." Ye Ying could only nod weakly.

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Qian Qingye's parents went out to discuss a project, and were hit by a large truck driving on the highway and knocked into a side drain.The truck rolled over and the car was crushed underneath. The truck driver and Qian Qingye's parents all died on the spot.