"So I'm breaking my heart for you."

Mo Bei put the bowl into the sink, washed off the oil sticking to his hands, and hung his hands to dry the water.

Tang Song saw that she stayed there, didn't move, didn't speak, inexplicably experienced the fun of raising a daughter, awkward and fun, he couldn't help but laugh: "Come out, can you still wash the dishes?" ”

"Okay."

The two switched places, and Mo Bei leaned on the refrigerator and watched him wash. There were only two plates, and when they were quickly washed, he put the plates on the drain rack and turned back to get the pot.

The sauce was boiled in the pot, and it was cold and stuck to the wall of the pot at this time, so he took the water into it, but saw that Mo Bei had no intention of leaving.

"Look? Pretty? ”

Mo Bei turned his head and left.

But he said, "Hu Linwei wants to see you." ”

Mo Bei turned to look at him.

"He won't say anything but want to see you."

Mo Bei was fortunate to be able to look outside the big window.

Hu Linwei sat in his position, staring straight at the window.

The weirdness of the one-way mirror, the people outside can see every move inside, they will be like a spectator looking at the trapped beast, mocking in their hearts, once the people inside turn their eyes, they will instantly hold the gloating people outside, knowing that he can't see, or want to escape.

There was also a lamp above his head, casting a large white circle, the light was dazzling, so that Mo Bei could see Hu Linwei's eyes through the outer darkness, tired and bloodshot, but stubbornly looking outside.

She moved over, and Tang Song took the first step to hold the doorknob and open the door for her: "I'll wait for you here." ”

He pushed the door open, and Hu Linwei's gaze instantly caught her.

The door closed lightly, but the deadbolt did not fall into the buckle.

Hu Linwei's eyes kept chasing her, watching her drag up a chair, the metal chair legs grinding on the rough concrete floor made a screeching noise, he couldn't help frowning, but the scene of his body falling and his arm being worn out for no reason flashed in his mind, and his elbows were hot and painful.

The scene abruptly stopped when Mo Bei straightened the chair, she sat down sideways, the two were so close that their knees under the partition almost collided.

Mo Bei didn't plan to speak, after all, he asked to see her, and he should have something to say. She peeled a sour plum into her mouth, her teeth were wrong, and her eyes were squinted with acid.

Hu Linwei moved his gaze from her face to her hands, the strangulation marks on her two wrists were deeply sunk, and after a night of thin scabs, the color was dark red.

This is the scene he used to want to see, how he used to scratch his heart and liver, and how disgusting it is now.

He unconsciously buttoned his fingernails, moved his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't want to hurt you." ”

Mo Bei did not speak.

"I started ...... I just wanted you to be my model at first, but you ignored me, I seemed crazy, I wanted ...... I wanted to talk to you, but you forgot about me, you forgot about me first! You're with another man, I don't want to kill people......" This was the most sober moment he had these days, but he went crazy again and began to speak incoherently, "I don't want to kill people, they keep saying in my ear, I ...... Do you know what it's like to kill someone? It makes me feel like I can do anything! ”

His emotions were suddenly intense, his eyes glistened with tears, his hands clenched into fists and hammered the partition with all his might, the chain between his hands rattled, and the deep strangulation marks on his wrists, and he struggled, and soon the skin was worn by the sharp edge of the iron ring, and he roared incoherently.

"It's all because of you! It's all because of you! If it's not you...... If you take care of me, I probably won't kill them......"

He laughed maniacally, but tears fell, and he may have regretted it, but his mouth was unrepentant.

He laughed uncontrollably, slumped in his chair, but as he raised his eyes, he suddenly met those emotionless eyes.

Heterochromia iris has been medically proven to be a condition that is well-documented and scientific. But at first glance, I will always be attracted to the color first, and then I think it is very weird.

The dark and clear light colors twisted into a whirlpool, clinging his gaze to the depths of his eyes.

Other eyes appeared in front of him, some dark brown, some pale and rapidly losing their life and turning into a pair of lustrous flesh beads.

Hu Linwei laughed stuck in his throat, the breath between his noses could no longer enter his lungs, he covered his neck, and hissing and leaking air came out of his throat.

He felt his neck break in two, the air he inhaled slipped through his fingers, his face swelled and turned purple and red with suffocation, and his lungs seemed to be stuffed with an expanding balloon, crushing the alveoli and breaking his ribs.

The field of vision was slowly filled with transparent snowflakes, and the immobile shadows were swaying, and he could only keep reaching out his hands to grasp forward, trying to grasp things, but only to touch the smooth partition.

A light cracked in the direction of the door, and a human shape was cut, and the person in front of him moved slightly.

Some sounds are separated by a barrier and only buzz when they fall into the ears.

Hu Linwei......

Hu Linwei......

"Teacher Hu." Her voice was hoarse and dull, like a hammer shattering the barrier that had separated everything, and the sound re-entered her ears.

Hu Linwei regained his air, spikes grew from the originally round and textureless thing, slicing his trachea and lungs violently, and he coughed violently, tears and saliva running down his chin and into the collar of his coat.

What an elegant and gentle person he was......

Mo Bei lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him.

Hu Linwei sat down in his chair, and heard the sound of liquid rushing in his veins, like the wind blowing.

Mo Bei glanced at Tang Song, and he took a few steps back in silence.

She spoke slowly: "Teacher Hu." ”

Hu Linwei laughed at himself: "I'm not...... I'm not a teacher. ”

"I know," she whispered, still not looking up, staring at her fingers, "I don't want to call you by name." ”

He snorted.

"Do you know that the touch is on the verge?" She pinched her fingertips, watched the piece turn white with blood loss, and then let go, and the fingertips became more rosy in other places, "One touch is that some things are prepared in advance, if you don't have evil thoughts, the rope will only pop out a bubble of air if it is broken, not three bloody lives." ”

Hu Linwei looked at her blankly, and after a while, he smiled hoarsely.

He didn't defend himself, and he didn't admit his mistake again, he knew that his retribution had begun, and the cause of Mo Bei was finally delivered by her personally.

Mo Bei got up to leave, and when he walked to the door, he heard Tang Song and the people talking and asked, and suddenly stopped again.

She stood in the shadows, no longer shrouded in the image of a beam of light, the darkness behind her was silent and vast, her eyes fell lightly on Hu Linwei's face, followed by an equally light voice: "I don't have the skin you want, but he does." ”

Hu Linwei saw her turn her face to the side, and as he looked, he saw Tang Song beside him.

Tang Song stood upright, the light could not reach the parts above his chest, but he was close, and his dark face could be seen clearly. He didn't have a trace of expression, surprise or contempt, just looked at himself with his eyes down indifferently, high above the ground like a cold wind on a mountain cliff.

Hu Lin shook his head in fear and said, "I don't want to ...... I don't want ......"

Mo Bei lowered his eyes and turned around, smiled lightly, opened the door and went out, following the footsteps behind him.

"You did it?" Tang Song followed her for a while, and only asked when there was no one in the place, he pointed to Hu Linwei's suffocation.

Mo Bei glanced at him and shook his head: "I'm not that powerful, he's not that powerful, the human body is fragile, and if you touch it, it will be broken, and those ghosts and ghosts look tangible and substantial...... He won't have a good time in the future. ”

She let out a long sigh, and she didn't know who to say: "It's really troublesome to be a man." ”

Tang Song guessed that she probably wouldn't say too much, and didn't ask anymore, pressed the top of her head and shook it gently, and changed what she could say: "Is it Lin Zhao or Hu Xiaoquan in the painting?" ”

"It shouldn't be, it seems to be something similar to the spirit of words, getting a certain opportunity or accepting too much emotional sustenance that does not belong to it, and slowly there is a thought, the two authors' feelings for the painting are too special, it is born from this, Hu Linwei said that he is their child, and this may also be what it said through him."

"These things, ignorant as childishness, are easily attracted by powerful desires, and when power loses its control over good and evil, it is terrible."

The temptations that Hu Linwei heard were just ghosts in his heart.

And he happened to be the same target as it.

The mobile phone in her pocket suddenly rang, and when she saw it, it was Du Xiaokun calling.

Du Xiaokun's tone was not good, and he asked, "Where are you?" ”

Mo Bei glanced at Tang Song and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Du Xiaokun.

"Come down, I'm at the door."

“……”

Mo Bei looked at his wrist, couldn't help but have a headache, sighed helplessly, and walked down.

Du Xiaokun stood outside the gate, saw her take a few steps over, grabbed her wrist, Tang Song saw his movements behind him and almost wanted to push him away, until he confirmed that Du Xiaokun had avoided the scar on his wrist before stopping not far away to watch.

Du Xiaokun's mood at this time can be described as a very chaotic resurrection, and he couldn't notice anything else at all, so he was so angry that his six relatives didn't recognize it: "How did you get it?" ”

"Forehead......" Mo Bei wanted to find a less exciting statement, but he didn't know that this fragmented attitude had poked Du Xiaokun to the point of exploding.

"Tell the truth! Don't make excuses! ”

Mo Bei was pulled and staggered, Tang Song couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to free Mo Bei's hand.

He glanced at Du Xiaokun's hanging hand: "Teacher Du, right?" Mo Bei encountered some danger yesterday, and she may not be able to stand the stimulation now, so she should be given a little time and space, and let her slow down before talking to you. ”

"You don't need to worry about it," with outsiders intervening, but he couldn't suppress Du Xiaokun's anger, he stretched out his hand and pulled Mo Bei over, and said stiffly, "Thank you for saving Mo Bei, I'll thank you again another day, and I'll leave first today." ”

Mo Bei was powerless to resist, and was pulled away without saying a word, and when she got out of the iron door, she looked back, and Tang Song had already walked away.

Du Xiaokun parked the car not far away, and when he got closer, he saw a woman in the driver's seat, very beautiful, probably Du Xiaokun's girlfriend.

Mo Bei wanted to sit back in self-knowledge, but he didn't know which point he poked, and he was gladly white.

"Motion sickness is still sitting in the back, don't spit on me in the car, go ahead!"

He got into the back seat himself and slammed the door on the ground.

Mo Bei had to get into the co-pilot, and she and her aunt looked at each other awkwardly, and Du Xiaokun, who was really embarrassed to greet each other in front of a needle.

Du Xiaokun was unhappy again: "What about politeness? I've read ...... books for so many years."

"It's all in your belly!" The little aunt didn't care about him, and interrupted him unbearably, "It's crooked." ”

Du Xiaokun stopped talking, sat in the back and sulked, all the way back home.

Mo Bei only came here yesterday, but the relative status of the two was like mud, and he was speechless for a while, silently changed his shoes and sat on the sofa.

The little aunt poured her a glass of water, and went into the room, leaving two people, one silent, the other with horizontal eyebrows, and it was not pleasing to the eye.

After sitting for a while, he casually found an excuse: "What are you wearing?" ”

“……”

He used this to expand his words: "You go and bring your luggage tomorrow, and by the way, you will return the room you have set, and live here in the future, so as not to go out and get into trouble." ”

"I didn't get into trouble." Mo Bei replied with a smile.

"Do I care if you get into trouble?" He involuntarily raised his voice, "I'm telling you, I haven't told your mother what happened, you be honest, either continue to stay or move here, no one is looking at you Who knows who will kidnap you next time?" ”

After he finished speaking, he walked back to the room, leaving Mo Bei alone.

There was silence all around, Mo Bei gradually couldn't even hear his own breathing, and the whole person seemed to be thrown into the boundless water, and there was no use for any living creatures around, only the water drowned out his breath.

The phone in his pocket rang suddenly, shattering the silence.

Mo Bei looked at the person who sent the message, his heart beat hard, but then he saw the content inside, and fell weakly.

Tang Song: Your things are still with me, when will you take them?