Chu Shi'an seems to have changed.

The change in her was not obvious, but An Shijin was quick to notice it.

Although Chu Shi'an has never been very talkative, she has become more silent in the past few days.

In the past, whenever he was free, when the weather was good, Chu Shi'an loved to sit in the courtyard with a teacup and bask in the sun, but now.

No matter how good the sun is, no matter how bright and beautiful the flowers and plants in the yard are, Chu Shi'an is reluctant to go out again.

She spent most of her time in her room, but she didn't do anything, she didn't read a book or turn through a file, she just sat by the window in a daze.

She doesn't even go downstairs anymore, curling up in the corner of her room every day.

An Shijin didn't ask why, she asked Chu Shi'an anxiously more than once for the reason.

But Chu Shi'an didn't want to open her mouth at all, her eyes just looked through An Shijin, and fell on other places emptyly, as if An Shijin in front of her didn't exist at all.

Thinking of the strange behavior and expression that Chu Shi'an accidentally showed in the hospital that day, and his current mental state, An Shijin suddenly had a bad conjecture in his heart.

An Shijin walked out of the kitchen, she was wearing loose loungewear, carrying the freshly cooked soup, and walked cautiously upstairs.

An Shijin had no doubt that if he hadn't accompanied Chu Shi'an here, Chu Shi'an would definitely not eat or drink all the time.

Chu Shi'an's mutation came so fast, so unexpected.

The door was open, and the air smelled of smoke.

The sun was shining outside, but the curtains were drawn tightly in the room, so that no light could let in.

The room was a little dark, and as far as the eye could see, there was a wadling smoke and a choking smell of smoke.

Chu Shi'an turned her back to An Shijin and sat on the sofa, her face was pale and cold, she looked ahead, the cigarette between her fingers didn't seem to be smoked, the cigarette was about to burn to the end, but the long ashes were still wrapped in the shape of a whole cigarette, and she was about to fall.

"Ann, it's time to eat." An Shijin bit her lip lightly, a trace of frustration and distress flashed in her eyes, she slowly walked to Chu Shi'an's side, gently took away the cigarette in Chu Shi'an's hand, put down the carefully boiled soup and rice, and cleaned up the full ashtray in front of Chu Shi'an.

Chu Shi'an didn't move, her eyes didn't even shake a little, she still looked at the white and empty wall in front of her quietly.

"Ann, don't do this, I'm worried about you, you know." An Shijin was a little helpless and half-knelt on the ground, she gently put her hand on Chu Shi'an's cold hand, and looked at Chu Shi'an with a little begging.

Her eyes glistened with tears.

Chu Shi'an still didn't move.

"If you let me help you, I beg you." An Shijin closed her eyes in despair, and after a while, she opened her eyes unwillingly, she tried to find a trace of abnormality in Chu Shi'an's eyes.

But Chu Shi'an was still sitting quietly, her face was already pale and a little abnormal, and the resistance and defense exuded from her body made An Shijin very sad.

"What the hell makes you so miserable, you tell me if it's okay, you let me help you okay." An Shijin leaned lightly on Chu Shi'an's lap, and she finally couldn't control her tears.

Chu Shi'an is sick, this is a fact that An Shijin knows.

Chu Shi'an's mother has a hereditary mental illness, and after Chu Shi'an's father died, she went berserk and killed a man who tried to insult her, and then jumped from the stairs and committed suicide.

Chu Shi'an once witnessed her mother jumping to her death on the roof of the building, and when she was young, she witnessed her mother die in front of her.

The loud roar, the sound of flesh and blood parting.

Bright red blood mixed with white brains, even stained with the placket of her clothes.

Chu Shi'an's personality is withdrawn, and since she was a child, only Chu Lian's two siblings are willing to be close to her.

After Chu Lian died unexpectedly, Chu Mu turned against her and did not get along.

In the years that she did not meet An Shijin, she lived alone, with no friends and no relatives.

The indifference in her body, the mysterious and mixed with the aura of sadness, attracted An Shijin.

Recessive hereditary psychosis is not medically curable, and no one knows when it will attack, probably never, or after a peaceful dinner.

Such a person may be extremely aggressive.

An Shijin knows better than anyone else.

It's just that she is unwilling to leave Chu Shi'an.

At the same time, she firmly believes that Chu Shi'an will not hurt her, absolutely not.

She didn't understand, it was obvious that they had just explained their hearts to each other, it was clear that they were just about to fall in love, and it was obvious that she had touched Chu Shi'an's heart.

How can it be so cruel.

Anyway, what made you suddenly change.

In the end, in the bottom of your heart, there is something so sad that it makes you desperate and collapse.

An Shijin's long and slightly curly hair fell on Chu Shi'an's hand, she gently leaned on Chu Shi'an's knee, and the tears in the corners of her eyes finally couldn't help falling.

Chu Shi'an's cold hand was tightly held by An Shijin's hand, and it seemed to be a little warmer.

Until a hot and slightly hot tear swept across An Shijin's cheek and landed on the back of Chu Shi'an's hand.

The person who had been standing still finally trembled slightly.

An Shijin heard Chu Shi'an's breathing, and then she felt Chu Shi'an's hand gently resting on the back of her head.

The cold hand gently stroked An Shijin's hair, and he sighed deeply.

"An Shijin, take me to the hospital." Chu Shi'an's hoarse voice sounded.

An Shijin raised her head suddenly, she looked at Chu Shi'an who finally spoke with some surprise, bit her lip, the tip of her nose shrugged slightly, the tears in her eyes were half aggrieved, and she threw herself into Chu Shi'an's arms half-kneeling.

"You're finally willing to speak, do you know how worried I've been about you these days, why are you suddenly funny."

An Shi complained dissatisfiedly, his white hand clenched into a fist, and he gently slapped Chu Shi'an's shoulder a few times.

"I think I'm sick." Chu Shi'an gently stretched out his hand to wrap around An Shijin's waist, she looked up at the ceiling, and there was finally a trace of anger in her eyes.

"Tell me, what is trapping you these days." Wiping away her tears on Chu Shi'an's shoulder, An Shijin sniffled, blinked the fine tears on her eyelashes, and asked with some concern.

Chu Shi'an lowered her head, she and An Shijin looked at each other, a little confused and a little thoughtful.

"In my memory, the original little pity... Xiao Pian left before she left the emergency room. But another memory came to my mind, and in that memory, I killed her with my own hands, and I unplugged her oxygen tube. This memory overlapped with the original memory, and I didn't understand what was the truth, and I needed some time to figure it out. Chu Shi'an spoke slowly, she looked tired and tired, and it was not difficult to see that her spirit was still a little abnormal.

But she was trying to maintain her sanity and sobriety.

"An, I heard Chu Mu say that Chu Pian died when the rescue failed... Left. You must be hallucinating, it's not a good sign, your knot is too heavy. You're awake now, just get a good night's sleep, and when you're awake, I'll take you to someone, and she can help you. An Shijin stretched out his hand and gently stroked Chu Shi'an's pale and tired face.

"Yes, okay." Chu Shi'an nodded lightly, it was the first time she was so well-behaved and soft, she gently closed her eyes and rubbed An Shijin's hand, her long eyelashes trembled gently with her movements, weak and cute.

"Meow~~" The small hair ball that came out of nowhere with an afterimage quickly jumped into Chu Shi'an's arms, squeezed An Shijin away, and lay on Chu Shi'an's chest, his big crystal eyes didn't blink, and he looked at Chu Shi'an a little pitifully, his furry ears fell back, and he seemed to be inviting Chu Shi'an to touch his head.

Chu Shi'an was stunned, she looked at the small hair ball that suddenly appeared on her chest, and her hand quickly touched the small hair ball's hairy head.

"Meow~" Xiao Maotuan rubbed Chu Shi'an's hand affectionately, and stretched out his little pink tongue from time to time to gently lick Chu Shi'an's fingers.

"This little guy is really smart, you can run faster than anyone else when you're in a bad mood. As soon as you recover, it comes running over and fights for favor, smart and nasty. An Shijin leaned on Chu Shi'an, frowning, with a little helplessness in her deep and clear eyes, she reached out and gently grabbed the tip of the little tail hanging down beside her hand and pinched it.

"Meow~" Xiao Maotuan screamed in pain, it turned its head to look at An Shijin, with a bit of warning and dislike in its big watery eyes, and wagged its tail to show resistance.

"It still doesn't like you." The corners of Chu Shi'an's pale lips provoked a gentle and doting chuckle, and he stretched out his fingers and gently tapped the head of the fierce little hairy ball.

"Meow~" As soon as Xiao Maotuan turned his head, his voice immediately softened, his tail hung down softly, snoring and licking Chu Shi'an's fingers, and he tilted his head cutely, looking quite innocent and wronged.

"Okay, leave this little guy alone, it's time for you to rest, you haven't rested for days." An Shijin grabbed the soft flesh on Xiao Maotuan's neck without gentleness, gently threw it to the corner of the sofa, took Chu Shi'an's hand, and walked to the bed.

The little hair ball landed smoothly on the soft sofa with four paws, meowed dissatisfiedly, and watched An Shijin pull Chu Shi'an's figure, jumped off the sofa, like a round little ball of yarn, and rolled to the side of the bed.

Chu Shi'an always likes to curl up when he sleeps, burying his whole body in the quilt, like an insecure child.

An Shijin leaned on the pillow, she quietly looked at Chu Shi'an, who was breathing slowly with her eyes closed, and she didn't know if she was asleep.

After a while, Chu Shi'an opened her eyes, and she looked at An Shijin with some helplessness.

"You look at me like that, I can't sleep."

"So what?"

An Shijin smiled lightly, she lifted the quilt, and the whole person shrank into Chu Shi'an's arms, her hands hung on Chu Shi'an's neck, and her face was tightly pressed against her chest.

"It's uncomfortable." Chu Shi'an lowered his head and gently rubbed An Shijin's head with his chin.

"I want to hear your heartbeat." An Shijin's muffled voice came from her chest, and she adjusted her posture slightly to make Chu Shi'an more comfortable, but she refused to get out of Chu Shi'an's arms.

"You'll take me to the doctor tomorrow, right?" Chu Shi'an closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around An Shijin's waist in compromise.

"Well, everything will be fine, as long as you have my love, I will love you, I will make you have no mind to think about those messy things except love me." An Shijin announced domineeringly, and lightly dropped a kiss on her chest through Chu Shi'an's clothes.

She said it so firmly, and so convincingly.

The corners of Chu Shi'an's lips were raised, revealing a gentle and helpless chuckle behind An Shijin's back, and then he hummed softly, and then closed his eyes a little sleepily.

Both of them hadn't rested for days, and soon snuggled up to each other and fell asleep.