There is no extra strength.

"One, Zhe?"

He Xiao raised her head, and Jiang Yizhe looked down at the eyes that shouldn't have belonged to her. The gloomy light of his eyes seemed to be shrouded in backwater that could not be seen in sight, and even a strong wind could not blow the slightest ripple.

Under the short black and neat shoulder-length hair, there are still signs of masochism that can be detected.

"I'm hungry and I want to eat......"

He Xiao, whose lips were white, was so energetic when she spoke, so she naturally needed Jiang Yizhe to support her by her side.

Seeing this, Mother He immediately realized: "Ah okay, Xiaoxiao, you wait, Mom will go and heat up the food on the table for you to eat." ”

"Xiaoxiao ......"

Before Jiang Yizhe could ask again, He Xiao couldn't support his body anymore, and fell forward unbalanced.

Syllable.

Jiang Yizhe stretched out his hot hand and put it on the back of He Xiao's head, grabbed her, and then slowly pressed it into his warm embrace: "You didn't get hurt, did you?" ”

"Ahh......h

The flattered joy climbed up to He Xiao's heart, and it was like a seed buried in the soil quietly waiting to sprout, and it seemed that the arrival of everything was always unexpected little luck.

He really wished he didn't do anything, just quietly hugged her like this and didn't let go, so that her pain gradually dissolved into his body with a burst of snort.

Ding dong.

Forgetting to be muted by Jiang Yizhe's mobile phone caused He Xiao's overreaction.

"Woo!" He Xiao blocked his ears and jumped back, learning from the character in the thriller film to go crazy, "Throw it away—lose it!" ”

She must redefine the safe distance she needs to maintain from those who are other than herself.

Now is it.

"Xiaoxiao, don't worry, it's just a mobile phone message...... Jiang Yizhe just wanted to step forward to comfort him, but he was coldly rejected by the heavy sound of closing the door.

The ringing of the mobile phone will remind He Xiao of some bad interpersonal interactions, and getting close means that she will repeat the mistakes of the past.

At the same time, Jiang Yizhe's method of solving the problem was very simple and rude - he didn't glance at the WeChat messages, and he left them behind along with his mobile phone.

"Xiaoxiao, it's okay anymore, there won't be any more news." Jiang Yizhe's tone was extremely humble, "Can you come out and talk to me again?" ”

"I don't want it, you get out, you get out of here!" The cries that came from the room were roaring and scolding.

Jiang Yizhe stood up close and listened to the whole process, feeling that there was a big hole with a hole in his heart that was desperately bleeding out, and he couldn't fill it.

……

- It's not your fault, don't take it personally.

——The door of the unit building, the door of the house, including Xiaoxiao's room are here, Yizhe, when we are not at work, please take good care of our daughter for us.

Father He's instructions still echoed after Jiang Yizhe woke up from his dream.

The wall clock in the living room was just after eight o'clock in the evening, and the drop in room temperature at night seemed to be similar during the day, and the clothes on his body could barely guarantee that Jiang Yizhe would not catch a cold at best.

He leaned against the door of He Xiao's room, sat on the cool floor of solid wood, and felt that he had been sitting for too long, so he deliberately got up and moved for a while.

The light in the house is very dim, combined with the fact that Jiang Yizhe did not turn on the light in the living room, only the light at the bottom of the door is somewhat bright.

"Xiaoxiao." Jiang Yizhe knew that He Xiao was afraid of the dark, and he spoke to tell her that someone was accompanied.

"What?" He Xiao's voice came to the door, perhaps tired from tossing and still resting.

"If you want something to eat, I'll go to the kitchen and make you some."

"I want to die...... Yizhe. ”

"Don't be stupid, don't you still have me...... Your parents. ”

"I'm serious, Yizhe." He Xiao's nerves weakened a little, "An excellent boy like you, let's find another girl worthy of you." As you can see, people like me don't deserve to be like this......"

"Well, anything else?"

"Because, because I feel ...... I'm not as good as you think, withdrawn, timid in doing things, and have too many flaws. ”

"Won't ......"

"But that's the kind of person I'm in, an idiot who is so real that you hate it anymore."

"Then did you ask you what you look like in my mind before?"

"I know you're comforting me, but you've long since disliked me."

"Like the people I dreamed of wanting me to die......"

Sensitive and suspicious, irritable and irritable since when has it become synonymous with He Xiao.

"Xiaoxiao ......"

"Yizhe, can you promise me something?"

"Well, as long as it's you, I'll promise anything."

"Help me go to the hospital and buy a box of fluoxetine, okay?"

"Fluoxetine ......" Jiang Yizhe came into contact with the name of this drug when he came to visit two or three months ago, and it was a class of drugs for treating depression and mental anxiety.

"I promise you, but you have to be obedient at home alone, and you are not allowed to run around."

"Okay."

Jiang Yizhe took the key and closed the door, and rushed downstairs against time.

"I'm sorry, Ichizhe......"

Because he was afraid of the pain of the knife cut, He Xiao chose to jump off the building to end his life, just before he walked to the edge of the rooftop-

"Xiaoxiao!" Jiang Yizhe kicked open the iron door of the rooftop.

"How did you get back......"

"The more I look at you, the more wrong it becomes, and I want to come back to you."

"You shouldn't have come back, I don't want you to see ......"

"If I don't come back, won't you jump?"

“……”

"Xiaoxiao, give me your hand." Jiang Yizhe's words contain more extravagant expectations.

"I can't promise you this." He Xiao retorted, "Because...... Because I really can't hold on anymore. ”

"If you really can't persevere, you can think about your uncle and aunt, think about the people who care about you, what will they do if you leave?"

"Let's go."

"My parents didn't understand me, and most of the time they just locked me in my room like a monster."

"What I say and do is as sick as a madman to them...... Uh-uh-uh-uh......"

"They don't understand me at all...... I don't understand anything, I usually speak so nicely, and I always watch every time I'm sad. He Xiao's eyes were as if he had entered a road roller, and he wanted to squeeze all the remaining tears clean.

"Even if—even if they don't understand you, I'm still here!" Jiang Yizhe shouted as he walked towards He Xiao's position, testing the distance range He Xiao could endure to the greatest extent.

"Xiaoxiao, as long as you want, I will always be by your side, my uncle and aunt are against it, I will beg, others don't like you, I will be doubly good to you."

"He Xiao, I don't allow you to leave my sight, let alone leave my side and live well."

"If there are any difficulties, we will find a way to overcome them together, your bad emotions can be vented on me, and I will be your emotional trash can."

If a person's defects can be accepted by other people can be called tolerance, then Jiang Yizhe wants to become He Xiao's "other person".

He knows the character of this girl-

Fragile, she likes to bite a straw while she drinks something.

can't get rid of the bad problem of picking acne on her face, although she has been most afraid of pain since she was a child, and she can't stand the pain.

Love romantic fantasies.

Not good at expressing oneself in front of strangers, not confident enough.

Hates deception, and people close to him are inexplicably snubbed.

At most, it is a whim.

But he often thinks about the mistakes he has made and the stupid things he has done.

It's all her, the one who is so real that people can't help but care for her.

"Yizhe......" The girl cried loudly this time, and she was a little less irritable and paranoid.

There is still a long way to go before He Xiao can truly recover, and Jiang Yizhe has realized it in his heart.