Drug Addiction [Running with the Ball]

The whole book is divided into two volumes... Volume 1: Drug Addiction, Emotional Category. Volume 2: Searching for a Relative, suspense genre. Long-lasting love e-sports boss × emotional screwing Miss Balin Reunion｜Chasing Wife's Crematorium｜Cute Baby God Assists The real and fake young master | running with the ball | suspenseful revenge | double strength E-sports genius Liu Zifan was once everything to Lin Yiyi. Until she broke through his "plan" and left without looking back. Four years later, the parent-child variety show was broadcast live. Lin Yiyi held the cute three-year-old baby in his arms, and his features looked like a miniature version of him. \"Uncle, you look just like my father!\" Liu Zifan suffered cardiac arrest: \"Who is her father?\" Lin Yi didn't change his expression: "Dead." Later, when he blocked her by the door with red eyes, he realized that—— During those four years, she gave birth to their children alone. And he didn't even know she was pregnant. \"Lin Yiyi, I don't want to act with you anymore.\" \"I want to spend my whole life proving that I am worthy of you, and even more worthy of our children.\" [He thought she hated him to the core, but he didn't know that she hid a home for him. # Cute baby god assist/chasing wife crematorium/reunion double buff/double clean/extreme pulling [Famous scene of extreme pulling] "Di - recognition successful, welcome home." The door opened slowly, and she rushed in, as if a savage beast was chasing her. Just when the door was about to close, a long, wet hand suddenly stretched out from the gap. "Uh!" Liu Zifan groaned, and the back of his hand was severely clamped by the hard metal door frame. When the blood mixed with the rain dripped down, Liu Zifan did not flinch, but instead used all his strength. With a "bang" sound, he endured the pain and pushed the smart door open and squeezed in. He stood at the door, dripping with water, like a drowned rat that had just been fished out of the water, and he was extremely embarrassed. The rain dripped down into lines along the tips of his hair, and gathered into a small puddle at his feet. He was that stubborn stone that would rather be submerged in water than move. His eyes looked astonishingly bright when he looked at Lin Yiyi. Seeing that he was stubborn and would not give up until he reached his goal, Lin Yiyi took two steps back and looked at him in horror. Lin Yiyi turned around and watched Liu Zifan squeezing in awkwardly. The bloody hand that had been pinched in the crack of the door hung by his side. Drops of blood were mixed with rainwater, hitting the expensive floor tiles drop by drop. That dazzling red light fell in the corridor of the entrance door, instantly burning Lin Yiyi's retinas. All her defenses and cynicism were shattered by this concrete pain at this moment. She almost screamed and blurted out, with a cry and trembling voice: "Liu Zifan, are you crazy? You are an e-sports master, and your hands are the most precious. How... How can you ruin yourself like this?" She rushed over and wanted to grab his wrist to check, but she pulled back the moment her fingertips touched his cold skin. She was afraid of hurting him, and she was even more afraid that with this touch, she would never let go. Liu Zifan looked at her panic and the clearly visible distress in her eyes. A very faint, very mocking smile appeared on the face that was washed pale and handsome by the rain. He raised his bleeding hand as if it were an insignificant prop. His voice was so soft that it was almost swallowed up by the sound of rain, but it hit Lin Yiyi's heart hard. "Compared to you, what is a hand?" He took a step forward, approaching her, his red eyes locking her tightly, as if he wanted to suck her in: "As long as I can come in to see you, let alone a hand, I will admit it even if I can't touch the keyboard again in this life." Lin Yiyi froze in place, soaked to the skin, shivering from the cold, but felt his cheeks were burning hot. In order to pursue her, he did not hesitate to destroy the foundation on which he relied for survival. This deep affection, as if we were all going to die together, made her feel suffocated and even more frightened. She didn't know what language to use to fight back? Because in this contest, Liu Zifan reduced herself to dust, and all her weapons lost their focus. "Liu Zifan, you..." Lin Yi opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Tears mixed with the rain on his face and fell down. Liu Zifan watched her cry, and the injured hand moved slightly, as if he wanted to lift it up to wipe her tears. The next second, he was afraid that the blood would stain her. In the end, he just dropped his arms tiredly and whispered: "Why? Why are you avoiding me?" Lin Yiyi stood there, looking at his back, and then looked down at the few drops of fresh blood on the ground. That is his medal as "FanY" and his sacrifice as "Liu Zifan". She suddenly felt that the line of defense she had guarded for four years seemed to really collapse on this night. —— After Liu Zifan left, she lowered her head and quickly took out a paper towel to wipe the rain and stains on the badge with the faint light of the villa's porch light. The white paper was stained with gray-black water stains, and then wiped out a dazzling bright red. That was blood... Lin Yiyi's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw this. Just now, Liu Zifan's hand was clamped in order to prevent her from closing the door. The red on the silver badge looked particularly coquettish, like a red plum blooming in the cold winter, which stung her eyes severely. She suppressed her tears, backed up and leaned against the wall, her back pressed against the wall, and finally couldn't help crying. She thought she hated him, but when she saw him injured, saw him crazy, and heard his instructions, she felt even worse than death! The rain was still falling in front of her, washing the ground, but it could not wash away the burning pain that the red color brought to her. The cold wind mixed with the rain made Lin Yiyi feel cold all over, and she cried until she was out of breath. —— "One by one..." He murmured to himself, his voice broken in the sound of the waves, each word cutting into his throat: "What about me? You said you love your husband very much, then tell me, who am I?" He smiled and told himself... Am I the spare tire that you discarded casually? Or the fool who doesn't even know if his child still exists? "I thought the transformation in the past four years was enough for me to stand in front of you and impress you. But the reality tells me that no matter how strong I become, I will still be the beggar who begged you not to have an abortion." He slammed his fist on the steering wheel, "Beep——!" The sound of car horns pierced the long night at the beach. The sound startled a flock of seabirds and awakened the false tranquility. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were red, but he never let the tears fall. Because he remembered that his father Liu Yizhou said when he was a child: "A man will not shed tears easily, especially in front of the woman you like." But at that time, he was only seven or eight years old and had no idea what this meant! Now he understands! My father was a warrior with a gun, and he was just a coder typing on the keyboard. The father could protect his brother in a hail of bullets, but he couldn't even protect the woman he loved. He could only chase cars in the rain like a fool. He bought cold medicine but couldn't deliver it. "Dad, I love her, and I can't give up on her, but she... She doesn't want me anymore!" The copy was written on May 28, 2025 and has been archived. Reading Guide 1. Weibo@escape for the rest of my life 2. Tentatively scheduled to publish in May 2026 3. The male protagonist first crazily pursues love, and then learns to be humble and restrained. 5. Writer's column in the upper right corner asking for income Intention: Cherish life and survive rationally.