Arrived home in the evening.

When he entered the door, he saw Li Xuan sitting on the edge of the bed and applying nail polish, Fang Chuchu didn't think about it, he walked up and waved his hand to knock over the nail polish full of colorful colors.

Li Xuan immediately raised her pretty face and glared at her with her seductive Danfeng eyes—those eyes really looked like her mother. "You're sick!"

Fang Chuchu didn't speak, turned around and cleaned up the mess in the room.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Li Xuan didn't have much combat power, picked up half a bottle of nail polish on the ground, and continued to apply it, "I really didn't say you, you look good, but you want to put on a dead face, who is it for?" ”

Fang Chuchu still didn't speak, she picked up a big bag and stuffed it into as long as it was a grain of Xuan - bra, panties, stockings, scarf...... There is also a variety of jewelry and cosmetics.

"Some people say that the face before the age of twenty-five is given by the parents, and the face after the age of twenty-five is made by oneself. Huh? By the way, how old are you? ”

Fang Chuchu still ignored it, picked up a large bag full of it, and threw it outside the gate. Only then did Li Xuan notice that something was wrong, and got up and grabbed Fang Chuchu who passed by her, "What's in there?" ”

She turned her head, her eyes as calm as water without half emotion, and moved her lips, "Trash!" Li Xuan slapped her with his backhand, gritted his teeth and said, "You have a kind." After saying that, he hurriedly went out to check the contents of the bag.

But as soon as she went out, the door closed behind her. "Fang Chuchu, you slut! Open the door! Fang Chuchu......"

Fang Chuchu had already covered his ears and let Li Xuan use all kinds of foul language outside the door. Turning around, she was left alone in the small room, quiet and empty.

Maybe Li Xuan is right, she is sick, and she is not lightly ill, she tossed for so long, drove everyone away, and she is finally left alone in this world.

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A few years ago, my mother was hospitalized in a suicide attempt, and the doctor told her that it was an illness.

"It's hereditary, it's not easy to detect when it happens, and it's at its worst when it's really discovered."

"Do you mean suicide?" The doctor obviously didn't expect Fang Chuchu to be so direct, so he didn't beat around the bush, "That's right." Sometimes, though, it's a form of self-harm. ”

So, my grandmother jumped off the building because she was sick, and my mother cut her wrists because she was sick, so what would be my turn?

The mother in the hospital bed blamed her, "Why did you save me? Fang Chuchu stared at the bandage on her hand and replied coldly, "I didn't want to save you." ”

This is the truth, she only wanted to remove the blood in the compartment at that time, but before removing it, she had to get the person out, and the blood from the wrist would flow to the ground and stain the tiles, so she covered the bleeding wound with her hand, so that she could not do anything but call an ambulance.

"So I didn't want to save you, you just wanted to die in front of my eyes." Fang Chuchu tried to look up at his mother, there were tears in his eyes, but he didn't let it flow, "No one wants to save you, no one can save you, it's you who save yourself." ”

The mother's tears flowed from the corners of her eyes and the tips of her hair trickled down the pillow, and her daughter's words were both heartbroken and dead-hearted—this time, she felt that she had done something wrong.

So she tried her best to reach out and touch her daughter, whose eyes were red but refused to shed tears, "Chuchu, mom is sorry for you." ”

Fang Chuchu tilted his head and avoided his mother's touch, "You are not worthy." The words fell, and tears fell.

Fang Chuchu was angry, angry, begging her mother to let her be willful for the last time. But all of this, for my mother, is like a fire and a burst of ice, roasting and freezing, and my heart is tormented and cold.

"Chu Chu, mom is really wrong, don't you want to be like this, okay?"

"If you still feel guilty about me, get treated! You're sick, come back to me before you're well. After speaking, Fang Chuchu turned around and walked away without attachment.

She had calculated the expenses for her mother's hospitalization, called her father to borrow money, and used her three years of work as collateral. Three years later, Fang Chuchu resigned from his father's company, his mother was discharged from the hospital, and it seemed that everything would start again.

However, she found out that she was sick.

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Very late, Li Xuan sent her a message: Fang Chuchu, if you drive me out, I will provoke your man. If you guessed correctly, it should be Lu Yan.

Fang Chuchu and Lu Yan had a broken talk, but Lu Yan followed her all the way in a car. When she went upstairs, the car didn't drive away, and the man she met when she went downstairs may be him.

Fang Chuchu felt very good, and got rid of the two of them at once. When his thoughts returned, the 15 sleeping pills on the table were lying there quietly, and Fang Chuchu had not yet made a decision on where to put them.

Sliding off the bed, Fang Chuchu sat down on the edge of the table, picked up one and put it in his mouth, then the second, third, and fourth...... Fang Chuchu slowly and methodically didn't know how many grains she put in, and finally tasted a trace of bitterness, and soon this feeling occupied the tongue coating, numbing her mouth, and densely touching all her sensitive organs.

In the end, Fang Chuchu burst into tears and spit it out, and she remembered what her grandmother had said to her before:

You can't save anyone but yourself;

No one can save you but you;

Instead of being the savior of others, be your own redeemer.