His chest was like a picture of snow falling on plum blossoms, the temperature rose, and the hot and unsteady breaths of each other alternated, and the snow melted into snow, wrapped in bright petals, and flowed into a small ravine.

The yellow potion is like loess that has been suddenly rolled over, with different shades and heroic roughness.

Jiang Yu helped him with the medicine without saying a word, but his subordinates secretly tried their best, but even so, Ji Chuan didn't snort.

She felt the pain he was holding, and he was very restrained, not at all as crazy as before.

"Don't you want to die? She asked faintly.

"Don't you want my life?" he sneered.

Jiang Yu lowered his head and packed the first aid kit and did not speak.

He reached out and stroked her silky hair, his eyes full of tenderness, "As long as you want, I will give it to you." ”

She dodged his touch, then finally met his deep, sea-deep eyes, "I want to be free." ”

He brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, "Then you might as well take my life." ”

She didn't dodge this time, but looked at him very seriously, "I don't want to be a murderer." ”

After she finished speaking, she saw that Ji Chuan seemed to be thoughtful, and there were emotions in her eyes that she didn't understand and didn't want to understand.

“… And what were you doing?" he asked fluffingly.

“… I'm letting myself die. "If she stabs it, it means that her heart is dead.

Yet she didn't.

She was afraid to admit it, she didn't dare to admit it, she didn't want to admit it, and that heart was still beating for him.

It doesn't matter if you love a lot or hate a lot.

"Then did you do it?" asked Ji Chuan.

“… Did it. She replied.

After all, it was she who set off a storm again, and Ji Chuan was enraged by success, like a wolf who had been provoked by someone, and pounced on her with bared teeth, "Yes." Awesome, Jiang Yu. I want to praise you. ”

…

She was still pulled off the boat by him.

She drowned in the water, her fingers digging deep into his skin, like a survivor clinging to the only driftwood, and as soon as she let go, she sank to the bottom of the sea.

It's just that the waves are too big, one wave is higher than the other, and she can only try her best to follow the current, up and down, up and down.

It was a tsunami that she had brought on herself, a tsunami that she had begged for, so she had to bear it.

When he was emotional, he said, "Jiang Yu, you open your eyes and look at me." ”

She stubbornly closed her eyes.

He whispered in her ear, mixed with gasps, "If you don't open your eyes, you won't find the sail." If you can't find a sail, you can't go ashore. ”

"Jiang Yu, look at me, look at me. He whispered, almost obsessively.

She opened her eyes filled with tears, and he saw himself in the rippling blue waves.

The ultimate pleasure and pain are only for a moment.

When she looks at him, he becomes an immortal, and if she doesn't look at him, he will never recover.

Her gaze, her pupils, finally he was alone.

…

It is better to die than to live, which is Jiang Yu's life motto.

No matter what the circumstances, she will not give up her life easily.

It is also because of this that her cheap life is particularly tenacious.

For the past few days, he fed her, and she ate, and he bathed her, and she washed, and he dressed her, and she opened her arms.

Ji Chuan went out.

She was the only one left in this empty villa.

The doors and windows downstairs were locked, and it was impossible for her to escape, unless he had the weapons to tear down all the walls.

The upstairs window was not sealed, Jiang Yu stood on the bay window, looking at the grassy land below, and suddenly had the idea of jumping down.

It was the only way for her to escape.

It's just that at this height, the best result is lameness, and the worst result is, of course, death.

The house was almost like it was surrounded by woods, and no matter how much she poked her head out to look, all she could see was lush foliage.

On one side was the yellow rose in a vase, which he almost never withered, perhaps because he always quietly replaced a pot with a fresh one.

I don't know how the rivers and lakes are now, and how everyone else is.

Aside from being able to watch TV, she lives an almost isolated life.

Such a prison cell, luxurious and spacious, but still under house arrest, is no different in nature from being locked up in a dark dungeon.

She went to the kitchen and found a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, with all sorts of printed recipes on it.

Jiang Yu has already eaten all the dishes on these recipes.

It's just that even so, until now, she hasn't remembered a single dish.

If it weren't for the different recipes she saw now, she would have thought that she would always eat those dishes.

After staying here for a few days, she became much calmer, although she still did not forgive Ji Chuan, and was shocked by his crazy behavior, she still decided to talk to him well to slowly heal the damage he had suffered.

All mental illnesses are not groundless.

Including fetishes, exhibitionism, the formation of all these perverts must have a long-standing basis behind them.

The books on the shelves just let her pass the time and let her slowly find solutions to incurable diseases.

It just so happens that these books also contain books on basic psychology, abnormal psychology, criminal psychology, social psychology...

Sleeping with Ji Chuan these few nights, she found that he often had nightmares.

Judging by his sweaty head and distorted expression, he was extremely distressed and frightened in his dreams, so he always hugged her before falling asleep, or only grabbed a strand of her hair and a corner of her clothes to fall asleep.

This is a sign of extreme insecurity.

Only by finding the crux of his heart can she hope to escape from such a life and return to the normal track.

Turning the book, there is exactly one page: "An individual has a strong reaction of fear, helplessness, or fear after personally experiencing, witnessing, or encountering one or more events involving real or near-death or serious injury, or an event involving a threat to the physical integrity of his or her living others."

Traumatic X events are re-experienced continuously. Intense physical or psychological distress occurs when exposed to cues similar to those portions of the traumatic event through repeated intrusive memories of the event, repeated and painful dreams of the event, actions or feelings that seem to be being reproduced by the traumatic event.

…

After experiencing a traumatic X event, children play traumatic games accordingly. ”

Jiang Yu frowned and looked down, wanting to continue her research on the sofa next to her, but unexpectedly tripped over the blue remote-controlled car on the ground, she fell, and the book flew out, which happened to overturn the yellow roses on the coffee table to the ground.

A blue remote-controlled car?

Jiang Yu fell there, not caring at all whether he was hurting or not, but staring at the remote-controlled car tightly.

In the past, she had always wondered, why did Ji Chuan like remote control cars so much, and so like to let remote control cars crash into a hard object?

At that time, I only thought that his skills were not up to par, but when I thought about it, a person who was obsessed with playing remote control cars had been obsessed with it for so many years, and with Ji Chuan's super high IQ, even if his body movements were uncoordinated, he would not always hit the remote control car.

He clearly did it on purpose, it was a subconscious action, a command sent to him by his brain.

If this is a manifestation of PTSD, then judging by the behavior of the trolley, it should be a... Car accident.

Jiang Yu felt incredible about his thoughts, maybe Ji Chuan had experienced a car accident, and in this car accident, he had important people killed...

Or maybe he had witnessed a car accident in which the vehicle was a blue sedan......

Car accident...

Ji Chuan's adoptive parents died in a car accident, is it because of them?

So what about the blue car?

She knew he liked remote-controlled cars, but he had also said that his favorite was the little blue car, and he brought her here with only this little car......

She sat on the floor in a daze, forgetting for a moment the book she had accidentally thrown out and the yellow rose that had been overturned.

There was a mess in her head, she didn't know much about him, and it was impossible to deduce the root knot of his mental illness based on these personal guesses alone.

Ji Chuan pushed open the door and came in, and what he saw was this scene.

Jiang Yu's hair was scattered, the ground was a mess, the fragments of the flower pot fell to the ground, and the yellow rose lay weakly, cutting off all her life.

"Jiang Yu!" he rushed over and picked up Jiang Yu in a daze, "I said, you are not allowed to hurt yourself!"

She knew he had misunderstood, and thought she couldn't think of killing herself.

But she didn't explain, just looked at him blankly.

He put her on the bed, his pursed lips revealing his emotions at the moment, his voice almost gritting his teeth, "You hate me so much? Hate yourself so much that you want to end your life to resist me?"

She held out to speak.

"I admit that I did something wrong, but because of that, are you going to sentence me to death?

He still had the smell of salty sweat on his body, because the impact of the picture he saw when he came in was too great, and his back was already wet with cold sweat.

Jiang Yu had never seen him look so embarrassed, and he had the impression that he had always been so noble, cold and self-controlled.

Not only that, but there was also a black and cyan stubble on his chin, only a little, but it was enough to show his vicissitudes.

Her heart moved slightly, knowing that she had begun to waver and soft-hearted, and wanted to explain, but unexpectedly Ji Chuan's next sentence hit the bottom again, and her heart froze into ice again.

"Jiang Yu, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you die, you will never know who killed your mother back then. Haven't you always wanted justice for her, and don't you want to bring the murderer to justice?"

Jiang Yu looked at him in disbelief, his eyes were like ghosts, "... You... You know?"

He slowly leaned into her ear, "The place where your mother had an accident is on that road in Koshima Park. At that time, it was raining heavily, the rain soaked my clothes, and I hid behind the grass and saw a blue sedan speeding past and crashing over your mother. The flower umbrella in her hand flew in front of my eyes, and the blood was like this rain in the sky, covering the whole road and flowing into the dirt under my feet......"