The strength of Jiayue's massage was very good, Gu Jiang couldn't help but close her eyes and enjoy it, but when she closed her eyes, all she thought about was the grave outside the window, depressing and terrifying.

When she opened her eyes suddenly, the picture of the computer screen woke her up. She is not Xiaohua, she is Gu Jiang.

"Gu Jiang, what's wrong with you?" Jia Yue massaged her, naturally noticing that she was suddenly shocked just now.

"It's okay, I'm thinking about work. Gu Jiang Wan'er smiled and comforted, but it made Jiayue a little scared, feeling that the smile was particularly fake, as if it was a mask that could not be torn off, "Gu Jiang, you don't need to laugh like this in front of me, it's so fake." ”

"Ah, did I laugh just now?" Gu Jiang asked suspiciously, instantly knew the reason, pulled the corners of his lips and explained, "I should rest, Jiayue doesn't need to massage me." ”

"Okay, you have a good rest. Jiayue touched her long silky hair, thoughtfully turned off the incandescent lamp, and left a table lamp for Gu Jiang, "I'll make you something good tomorrow morning." ”

Recently, she has been under too much pressure, even if she returns to the room after the play and closes her eyes, she still can't forget Xiaohua's story, and her brain has suppressed Gu Jiang's character, so that she can better interpret Xiaohua, but she is a little scared if she is too involved in the play.

For example, she smiled unconsciously just now, it was because Xiaohua smiled all the time, a special standard smile, a lot more.

She even thinks that Xiaohua's illness should be the legendary smile depression, hiding her sadness under the smile mask.

And she can't get out of this state, she is about to finish, to meet Xiaohua's heroic death, she still needs to keep this state and can't play.

She looked at her hands in a daze, the mole she drew at the tiger's mouth, and the ginger-shaped insect she drew on the train, which gave her the idea of dotting the mole to distinguish between the inside and the outside of the play.

But she forgot to wipe it off, and the mole belonged to Xiaohua.

Gu Jiang's hands were clean and there was nothing.

———— Dividing Line————

[The flowers in the countryside have no name, but they sway happily in the wind, and the mountains are all over the field, full of the laughter of flowers.

One day you transplant this flower in your home, take good care of it, and become its everything, and at this moment if you ignore it, it will instantly wither and fade away.

She swiped her wrist and listened to the blood dripping, and all the things of the past suddenly came to mind—

"Xiaohua, you are my sister and my wife! the two of us must always be together!"

"Xiaohua, let's go to the city and fight for it, let's start our lives again, okay?" It was when they were 16 years old, and the two of them left their hometown to start a new life.

"Xiaohua, this is my girlfriend, your sister-in-law. "This is now, love is completely shattered, hope is suddenly blown away.

She listened to the sound of "tick tick", her face gradually turned pale, her brows were furrowed, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, she was about to be relieved.

Her body slid involuntarily, and the water in the bathtub slowly overflowed her mouth and nose, but at this time, accidents occurred frequently, she was choked until she coughed wildly, and began to struggle to get up.

But she no longer had that strength, and she began to be afraid at the end of her life, and her eyes were full of longing for life.

- I don't want to die.

It is a thirst for the truth of life.

- Why am I here?

- Who's going to save me!

The cries of despair disappear into the endless darkness, no one can hear them, no one will lend a hand, you are born alone. 】