In late spring and March, it was warm, but at night, the wind poured in through the open windows, but it was a little cold.

What was colder than the night wind was Lu Zichu's eyes.

Gu Cheng's reaction was very flat, and he looked out the window with sideways eyes. The pear blossoms bloomed silently in the courtyard, and the courtyard was white, Gu Cheng seemed to be fascinated, and after a long time, he said softly: "Do you know what kind of porridge Ah Sheng likes to eat?" ”

Lu Zichu's good-looking brows couldn't help frowning, Gu Cheng had already turned his eyes to look at Lu Zichu at this time, he was waiting for Lu Zichu's answer.

"Chicken porridge with shiitake mushrooms."

When the words fell, Lu Zichu was actually suffocated. Something has already seeped into the blood and bones, and it will always come to mind at some point.

His eyes were heated by the light, and Gu Cheng's expression was waveless, "Ah Sheng hasn't eaten for two days, if I bring the porridge up, do you think she will eat it?" ”

At that moment, Lu Zichu was as silent as a stone, but he let go of his hand.

The palms of his hands were actually soaked with sweat.

……

Gu Cheng has always felt that time will be the best medicine, it will make all the obsessions turn into bubbles in the long years, even if it is unforgettable love, it will not be spared. But Gu Cheng only ignored one Ah Sheng, if it weren't for Ah Sheng's madness, Gu Cheng wouldn't have known that she loved Lu Zichu so much; He didn't even know that he could be so cruel to Ah Sheng and imprisoned him for years.

Ah Sheng injected chlorproqin intravenously for the first time, Gu Cheng cried at the window and suffered insomnia for several nights.

Lu Zichu accused them of being too cruel to Ah Sheng, but they didn't know how they could bear to treat her so cruelly if Ah Sheng was normal.

Ah Sheng was once sent to a mental hospital by a neighbor because of her illness, and the restraint belt restricted her freedom. Ah Sheng sat quietly in the corner of the wall, not moving. Gu Cheng, who came in a hurry, suddenly felt that his sister was like a broken doll that had been sewn and mended, and he couldn't let her fend for herself in the mad world.

If not, the Gu family would not be far from San Francisco and settled in Seattle.

Some say Seattle is a mecca for healing. The sun is warm, and there is a magical power that goes straight to people's hearts.

The miracle did not initially patronize Ah Sheng.

The day after moving to Seattle, Ah Sheng shattered the glass of the attic window, ruptured the capillary at the joint of the little thumb of his left hand, and had a 1.8-centimeter wound that bled a lot.

Ah Sheng jumped down from the three-story attic, as if he had lost his wings, and wanted to fall the butterfly, if Gu Cheng hadn't grabbed Ah Sheng's arm in the last second, maybe it would have caused a big disaster.

Ah Sheng was so crazy, just because she had auditory hallucinations, she heard Lu Zichu call her name at the door of her house......

White smoke curled, Gu Cheng stirred the shrimp porridge with a spoon, his eyes were a little painful from the smoke, and a faint mist was entangled.

He told Lu Zichu about the Asheng stitching incident. Ah Sheng's knuckles were stitched five times, and the crochet needle touched her finger bones, Ah Sheng's face was pale, his eyes were scattered, and Gu Cheng felt pain when he looked at it.

When Gu Cheng spoke, Lu Zichu turned his back to him. He was taking care of the family's family photo, and there was no Ah Sheng in it.

The porridge was ready, Gu Cheng put a bowl of porridge, prepared a spoon and put it in the tray, pushed it in the direction of Lu Zichu, and compromised silently.

"I only have this one sister, even if she is worse than death, I hope she can live well."