At three o'clock in the morning, Ji Chuan was woken up by the rising heat around him.

He got up and lit a small lamp, and in the dim light, Jiang Yu's face was flushed, and the skin of his whole body was also red.

He gently stroked her forehead, knowing that she was drenched in the rain and had a fever.

Her brow furrowed, her expression pained, as if she was having some nightmare.

He looked around in the darkness that there were other people living next to the villa, and he had to change the environment at once so that no one would disturb them.

After Jiang Yu's body recovers, she will definitely try her best to escape.

…

Jiang Yu slept deeply, she originally thought that she was going to keep her eyes open all night, but she didn't expect that she still couldn't resist the strong sleepiness.

She woke up to find that the furniture around her was completely unfamiliar.

She felt her abnormal body temperature and wondered if she had a high fever and was confused.

It wasn't until Ji Chuan walked in with a bowl of porridge that she realized that all this was not a dream, it was all real.

Indeed, she felt like she had been wrapped in a thin blanket last night and carried to a car.

Could it be that this is the place Ji Chuan said yesterday?

So how did they get here, was it a taxi or... Ji Chuan's car?

Maybe he's lying to him at all, but he can actually drive, but he has to pretend that he can't.

Forget it, even this person is fake, what else can be true?

"Jiang Yu, are you awake?" he quickly walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, "Come, can you taste the porridge I boiled?" This is the first time I have made it, I don't know if it is qualified." ”

He scooped up a spoon and blew it softly, bringing it to her mouth.

Jiang Yu didn't look over his head and didn't look at him.

"Drink the porridge and take the medicine, lie down for another day, and your fever will go away. In the face of her indifference, he still coaxed in the gentlest tone, "Be nice, okay?"

As soon as she heard the word "good", a nameless fire ignited in Jiang Yu's heart, and she always felt that he was like treating a disobedient kitten and puppy.

But she's a living person, not a pet.

Raising his hand to knock the bowl to the ground, Jiang Yu's face was still pinned and motionless.

The porcelain bowl that she pushed out fell to the ground and made a sharp sound, Ji Chuan looked at the mess on the ground, fragments were scattered everywhere, and a deep blood mark was drawn on his white instep, but he only saw the bright red blood flowing out quickly, but he didn't feel the pain.

The red and white porridge glued together and merged into a small river of flesh and blood.

The scene in front of him seemed to coincide with a picture from the past, and he instantly had a splitting headache.

The harsh sounds, the sound of brakes, the sound of collisions, and the sound of smashing bowls are far less torturous than the scattered sounds in my heart.

His expression finally loosened a little, he squatted down, picked up the pieces on the ground, and held the hot porridge into the plate, his hand seemed to lose all sensation, "This bowl of porridge... I really didn't do well... But don't worry, practice makes perfect, and I will learn slowly. ”

He cleaned up the floor, washed his hands, and came back with the medicine in the cap of the medicine bottle and a glass of warm water.

"You can't skip the porridge, but you can't skip the medicine. He put the pill to her mouth again.

"Get out. A word came out of Jiang Yu's mouth.

Perhaps in a fit of rage, she suddenly began to cough, violently and continuously, as if she wanted to cough out all the pain in her heart.

The coughing sound aroused Ji Chuan's long-held emotions, his eyebrows were gloomy, and the black pressure was like yesterday's black clouds, "You can belittle me, but you can't spoil yourself." ”

His voice was so gloomy that Jiang Yu felt that he was going to strangle her in the next second, but he just silently turned around and left with a dinner plate.

When his footsteps faded away, her bitten lips finally began to twitch slightly, tears slowly rolled down her cheeks, she tilted her head and inserted her fingers into her sweaty, damp hair, and the tears suddenly changed direction, flowing into her mouth with unmistakable accuracy, salty and astringent.

Ji Chuan came back again, holding a cup of dark brown antipyretic powder, he seemed to be impatient with her, no longer bothered with her, but directly drank a big sip himself, and then reached out and pinched her cheek strongly, broke her closed lips, kissed it, and crossed all the medicine in his mouth into her mouth, forcing her to drink it.

The bitterness of Chinese medicine filled the lips and teeth of the two people for a moment.

Let go, take another sip of yourself, and kiss her again.

So repeatedly, back and forth, because of the rude movements, the amber color that she didn't have time to swallow slowly flowed down from the corners of Jiang Yu's mouth, flowed into her delicate neck, and flowed into her snow-white chest.

The last time, instead of letting go of her, he tapped her teeth with the tip of his tongue, and a violent wind raged.

She kept her eyes open the whole time, and so did he. The two people seem to be secretly competing, glaring at each other, fighting to the death with their eyes, without any tenderness and concession.

This is a war of words, a war without gunpowder.

Jiang Yu's tears fell, and he raised his hand to brush them away, repeating the cycle.

I don't know who bit whose lip, and the smell of blood spreads from the two of them.

Ji Chuan let go of her and licked his bleeding lips, his eyes were beautiful, like a gorgeous aurora in the sky, reflecting a mysterious brilliance.

"Don't give me back all that I have given you. ”

…

The tone of decoration in this room is completely different from the villa on Yishan Road.

The tone of Yishan Road is cold and mixed, and there is basically no special decoration style, but here it is bright and warm Mediterranean.

Looking out the window, there was no sign of anyone else, and the eyes were full of verdant green.

She walked out the door barefoot and went downstairs.

The figure in the kitchen was busy, and Jiang Yu picked up the yellow roses on the table and played with them at will.

"You're downstairs. He caught a glimpse of her bare feet and reproached, "Why don't you wear slippers? ”

He put down the work in his hand and went over to pick her up, Jiang Yu quickly glanced at the messy cooking table, and let him carry him upstairs to put on his shoes.

Ji Chuan gently put her on the bed and took her pink slippers, his gray ones.

One pink and one gray, it also matches very well.

Although Jiang Yu's eyes were blank, he still saw that the hands holding her feet were covered with band-aids, and a few places were not pasted, revealing dark red blood scabs.

"Are you self-harming?" her voice was cold, even sarcastic.

He withdrew his hand, a little embarrassed, "It's okay..."

"Stop pretending to be pathetic. ”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yu went on to talk to himself.

He froze for a moment and shrank his injured foot back, "Let's go, I'll show you around our new home." ”

Jiang Yu was led around by him like a puppet.

"There are only two bedrooms here, one for us and the other for the baby, and the rest is the study and cloakroom. Actually, I originally liked darker colors, such as heavy metal industrial style and simple modern style, but these are too oppressive and gray, I believe you like this bright color, it looks warm.

Both rooms have large bathtubs, so soaking in the bath is a pleasure. Do you remember when you watched me take a bath?

You look downstairs, there's the spacious kitchen, the living room with your favorite TV, and the shelves with lots and lots of comic books with pink covers, where you can pass a boring afternoon. ”

Jiang Yu looked over, there are many windows here, but there is a fence outside each window.

Is this a villa?

It's clearly a luxurious prison, a delicate cage.

…

Ji Chuan brought the rice over, Jiang Yu didn't even look at it, just broke free and left a sentence, "I don't want to eat." He went back upstairs.

She locked herself in her room, and though she knew it was useless, she wrapped herself in the quilt and began to suffer uncontrollably, whimpering through the thin quilt and reaching the ears of those outside the door.

He began to feel headaches again, and the distant red in his mind grew bigger and stronger, like a sea of blood, and he was surrounded in it, and his eyes were full of only the color of blood red.

He leaned against the door in pain, bent down in pain, not only did his head hurt, but his heart was twitching, as if something was whipping his heart, he clutched his heart tightly, and simply slid to the ground.

Two people, separated by a door, each trembled.

…

The blue car, the beautiful woman, the umbrellas flying in the rain, the splashing of bright red blood......

Everything became clearer and clearer in Ji Chuan's mind, as if he had broken some seal, he wanted to step forward and see more clearly, to see who that person was, but the car suddenly drove towards him frantically...

Woke up from a nightmare, Ji Chuan opened his eyes and closed them immediately.

Jiang Yu slowly got up from his other side, took out a cold sharp knife from under the pillow, and slowly stabbed it towards Ji Chuan's chest...

She didn't know what she was doing, she just hadn't learned from all the lies.

She hurriedly took a knife from the kitchen while Ji Chuan was taking a bath and hid it under her pillow.

She felt that she had gone mad, and as long as the tip of the knife pierced into this beautiful skin, through the flesh and blood, and into the beating heart, would all nightmares end?

She was in tears, and her hands holding the handle of the knife were shaking.

"Let's do it. His eyes were closed, and his voice sounded like a ghost.

She was startled, and the knife in her hand fell on the bed.

Ji Chuan opened his eyes, sat up, took the knife, and stuffed it back into Jiang Yu's hand.

He took off his sleepiness, exposed his entire chest, and pointed to the atrium on the left, "See? You have to see clearly, it's here, the heart is here." ”

Seeing that she didn't make a move, Ji Chuan reached out to cover her hand, pulled it directly to her chest, and forced, the tip of the knife had already penetrated into the outermost flesh, and there were blood beads oozing out of her white chest and falling on the white quilt, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

Jiang Yu screamed in collapse and threw the sharp knife to the ground with all his might.

"You're crazy!" she cried hoarsely, "you're crazy!"

He stepped forward and pinched her crying face, crazy and obsessed, "Yes, I'm crazy." Ever since I got the comic book with the word Jiang Yu written on it seventeen years ago, I've been crazy. ”

"I could have tolerated the darkness if I hadn't seen the sun.

But the sun has made my desolation a renewed desolation. 」

– Emily Dickinson