The plane flew smoothly in the air, but Jiang Yu's heart went up and down, as if it was about to explode and fall at any time.

She was about to fly halfway around the world, through the night, to his side.

Even though there was a rumbling sound in my ears, the memories in my mind became clearer and clearer.

……

"As long as you want, I will give it to you. ”

"I want to be free. ”

"Then you might as well take my life. ”

"I don't want to be a murderer. ”

……

"I'll give you back my freedom. ”

……

I see.

I see.

Because she didn't want to be a murderer, he became the executioner himself.

To end one's stubbornness means to end one's own life.

Alive, he simply couldn't let go of her.

Therefore, once he decided to give her back her freedom, he also decided to understand his sad and meaningless life with his own hands.

Ji Chuan is the stupidest genius patient in the world.

In fact, she has been waiting for a visa to go to the United States for the past two months.

The reason she gave herself was that even if the relationship between the two came to an end, she would have to go to see Aunt Yun.

She couldn't tell how many other thoughts she had.

She wanted to solve those old things first, and then sort out her entanglement with Ji Chuan.

But did she come too late?

…

Ebase had already arranged the vehicle, and as soon as she got off the plane, she rushed to the country house where Ji Chuan was.

She had flown for nearly fifteen hours, and she hadn't closed her eyes at all, and now she was physically and mentally exhausted, but she still didn't feel sleepy.

He has been discharged from the hospital, and was found by Ji Cheng at the first time when he cut his wrists and rushed to the hospital.

He already had a scar on his wrist, and now he wanted more.

That scar, Jiang Yu has never taken a serious look at it.

She didn't dare to look, she didn't dare to face the pain of his past.

Just as she did now, she didn't dare to push open the door in front of her.

Because she knew that Ji Chuan was inside, but she didn't know what he had become now.

She plucked up the courage to knock on the door, knocking again and again, but no one answered.

Ji Chuan looked at the door thoughtfully, and said softly, "Go in directly." ”

She nodded, took a deep breath, and gently pushed the door open.

In the dimly lit room, the curtains of the bay window fluttered and swayed, occasionally letting in a few rays of light, but the whole room seemed even more deadly.

He sat on the bay window, drowning in the gloom.

She pushed the door in, and he was unmoved.

He just sat still, motionless, like a decaying corpse.

She walked in, a pile of painting tools tripped her, and she was attracted to the content of the painting and stopped.

Suffocate.

Jiang Yu didn't know how to appreciate art, but she felt a sense of suffocation from these paintings.

There is nothing in the painting except crooked black lines.

In each painting, there are black lines.

Some are densely packed and overwhelming, and some are sparse and sparse. Some are curled, some are arc-shaped, and some are slightly straighter.

Jiang Yu stared at these lines intently, feeling that he was about to be sucked into the black whirlpool.

Suddenly, at some point, the black lines in her mind snapped, and she read his drawing.

In this world, only she can understand his paintings.

Hair.

That's her hair.

She gave him hair, the hair he had to hold tightly every night when he went to bed.

Tears slipped uncontrollably, and she sniffed, the sound causing Ji Chuan's reaction.

He slowly turned his head, like a robot with rusty parts, and he looked at her sobbing figure as if he were looking at a distant dream.

Jiang Yu finally saw his face, although it was not clear, but she still found that he was thinner than before, and only the white bones of the whole body remained.

He described it as withered, and there was no sparkle in his gray-toned eyes.

He was really like he was treating her negatively with a dream.

He only glanced at her, then turned his head back expressionlessly.

She stood there with tears streaming down her face.

Finally she didn't take that step, she turned and left the dimly lit room almost as if she were running away.

Walking out, the air was not so thin, she did not suppress her emotions, hid her face and cried, and finally her body holding on to the wall slowly collapsed to the ground.

Two people, separated by a wall, can no longer hug.

Ji Cheng walked up to her, squatted down and handed the tissue to her: "Sorry, there is no handkerchief, only tissues." ”

She sobbed and took it, "Thank you." ”

"Because my handkerchief is soaked with blood. ”

Jiang Yu felt as if he had touched blood, and the tissue in his hand was not held steady, and it fell to the ground.

She lowered her head to look at the tissue, then raised her crying red eyes and looked directly at Ji Cheng: "I'm sorry... It's ...... me."

"It's not you. He took a new tissue and handed it to her, "It's us, it's us who hurt him, it's us who conspired with God to kill him." ”

"He... Has he always been like this?" Jiang Yu asked.

"Well, it was like that before I committed suicide, and it was like this after I was saved. I lost weight day by day, and I painted a lot of strange paintings. Ji Cheng thought back to those paintings, "Very weird paintings." ”

"How did you find out ...... him?"

"Monitoring. ”

Jiang Yu was taken aback, "This monitoring... Have you been in his room... I mean, a long time ago, before he came home......"

“… Yes, I'm afraid he'll do something irreparable, and I need to keep him safe. Ji Cheng whispered.

It turned out that he was the one in the palm of his hand.

He never had a free space, so he secretly bought the small cottage in the woods.

He has always lived under surveillance, so his surveillance of her is a common thing in his eyes.

Jiang Yu clutched the tissue in his hand, "... Take the surveillance off and I'll watch him. ”

"You... Are you sure?" Ji Cheng confirmed repeatedly.

She also knew what that sentence meant.

But when she was on the plane, she had already thought about it.

"I'm sure. She looked him in the eye, "I do, I willingly, give myself." ”

…

Jiang Yu walked in again and walked straight in front of him.

"Ji Chuan. She called to him softly.

He turned his head, his eyes filled with ethereal warmth, "Jiang Yu, you're here." ”

She tentatively sat down beside him, "Have I been here before?"

"Yes. Yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, you came every day. Ji Chuan had a haggard smile in his sunken eyes, and his voice was as gentle as ever.

"......Do you like me to come?"

"But I hope you don't come again. The smile in Ji Chuan's eyes hadn't been taken away, "I never knew what freedom was, so maybe I didn't do well enough." I said I was going to give you freedom, full freedom, including you in my dreams. ”

“… What else?" she asked with a smile.

"I'm sorry, but I ruined your otherwise peaceful life. I wonder if you can go back to the way you used to be...... And—" He sat up straight and leaned his face forward.

"Jiang Yu, look at me, look at me. He said, almost obsessively, "... They all said that I was so beautiful that it was unforgettable at first glance. I don't like my looks, but if it's true, you can look at me a few more times, look at me more... Even if I hurt you so deeply, you don't forget me, don't forget me. ”

She thought of the time when he pressed her under her, and kept saying like this: "Jiang Yu, look at me, look at me." ”

At a glance, this is what he wants.

"Good. She smiled with tears in her eyes, "I won't forget you, you will be engraved in my heart for a lifetime." ”

He watched her tears slip down and carefully touched her face.

Withdrawing his hand, he noticed that his fingertips were moist.

His eyes began to focus, and he touched her cheek again, feeling the tips wet and hot.

Body temperature.

Real body temperature.

“… Jiang Yu?"

She took his hand and pressed it against her face, "I'm here." ”

He was surprised at first, but soon turned into horror, and shook his hand away, "What are you doing here? ”

He got up and pulled her up gently, pushing her out of the door, "Hurry up, don't appear in front of me again!"

"Ji Chuan!why?" she was pushed away by brute force, and asked the person who pushed her in astonishment.

"What you want is freedom, and I will only take away your freedom. You go quickly, I'll ask Ji Cheng to help you book a plane ticket. ”

"I'm not leaving! I'm going to watch you so that you don't hurt yourself again!" Jiang Yu cried.

Between the two pushing and shoving, several painting tools fell to the ground with a bang.

Ji Chuan's expression also began to shatter at that moment, and he almost pleaded, "Jiang Yu, I beg you, you go quickly, otherwise I will die..."

He bit the word "death" very hard.

It was just a moment of confusion, she was pushed out of the door, and no matter how she cried outside, he ignored it.

He couldn't open the door.

can't delay Jiang Yu for a lifetime because of the feelings at this time.

He had to keep his sanity, and he had to restrain himself from a heart like a beast.

He picked up the drawing tools and put them away, picked up the brush that had long since dried up, and began to vent his emotions on the drawing paper.

But no matter how you draw it, it's all black lines.

Jiang Yu's hair.

He pulled the clump of black hair out of his pocket, pinched it in the palm of his hand, closed his eyes, and felt the softness that had once passed through the strands.

"Ji Chuan! I know what you're drawing! That's my hair! It's the hair I gave you!" Jiang Yu stood outside the door, shouting with all his might, as if he wanted to shout out all the feelings that had accumulated in his heart for the past two months.

"You know what? I saw the kid. It's a pretty little girl like you...... Her eyebrows, eyes, and bridge of her nose are exactly the same as yours...... She says she loves me and she loves you too. ”

"She only left temporarily, and her departure is our shared responsibility, and for this responsibility, in order to be able to get her back to us again, so I came, came to the United States. This time, I won't run away again, I won't try to leave you again. ”

"I know that there are many bad emotions in your love, and I know that there is sadness, despair, meanness, and even violence... But this time, I've made my choice. Between freedom and you, I choose you. ”

There was a sound of something falling to the ground in the room, and he almost threw himself at the door to open it, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

She hooked her lips and said firmly, "I know." ”

She wrapped her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his dry lips with all her might.

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