I don't know why I feel this way, it's like the letter is unfolded and something he doesn't know.

He looked at Xijing, who was lying on the hospital bed in a nearly vegetative state, and suddenly felt a little strange, always feeling that she would do something unbelievable.

This letter, for example, gave him the feeling of a snake that he might have been bitten by a snake at some point.

"Is it a letter to me?" Wu Zhixing asked uncertainly.

"Yes." Jiang Lin's father nodded, with a sad look between his eyebrows, patted him and sighed, "Young man, if you want to do something, you must first affirm yourself, Linlin likes you very much, I believe you are not what everyone says." ”

She...... Like me very much?

Wu Zhixing didn't know whether to believe or deny, he took the letter and slowly opened it.

And nothing terrible happened.

The letter said that she had always envied him, secretly followed him for a long time, and knew that he was not a bad boy as teachers and classmates said in the days of school together, everyone has things that they like or hate, and they will also be good at things and will not be good at.

She said that she was willing to give him her ingenuity and wanted to see him become the best.

The letter also said that he hoped that his father could help him, he could no longer use his grades to fight for his parents' face, and he could not use any way to make his parents happy, if he could, let Wu Zhixing accompany his parents instead of him.

"Why are you so good to me...... Wu Zhixing still remembers his grandmother's unworthiness, and he also knows that he is not worthy. This inferiority complex made him feel bitter about the kindness he had received, and she could have liked someone better.

Jiang Lin's father: "What's wrong?" What is written in the letter? ”

Wu Zhixing put away the letter paper and didn't say what Xijing hoped his parents would do for him, he was such a bad person and didn't deserve her gift.

He said: "I talked about some things in school and persuaded me to live well. ”

Wu Zhixing hurriedly left the ward, he punched the wall, hating himself for being so ordinary.

There was a sudden sound in the ward, and he thought it was Xijing who woke up, and hurriedly went back.

But I saw the woke Xijing tongue crooked outside his mouth, dripping saliva all the time, his eyes were not focused, and there was an idiotic smile on the corner of his mouth, knocking on the small dining table on the hospital bed vigorously.

Jiang Lin's father didn't fluctuate much, and it didn't seem strange at all that this situation had happened, it should have happened many times.

He asked and found out that it was a side effect of the treatment.

The drug will repair the damage to her heart and lungs, but at the same time it will hurt the nervous system, so that she will be quiet like a vegetative person for a while, and then go crazy and make a fuss.

Her ingenuity is really gone.

She is such a stubborn and excellent person, she did not choose to walk decently, but lived without dignity, in order to let him understand his mind?

Wu Zhixing's heart was very stuffy and blocked, he seemed to have made up his mind, and left the hospital without looking back.

What is the future of a locksmith?

The only skill he knows, no matter how fast he picks the lock, no matter how many locks he opens, isn't he still a locksmith?

Lock.

Door.

House.

Property.

Something suddenly occurred to him, because he was standing on the basis of "you need a locksmith if you forgot your key".

People are often more worried not that they can't open the door without a key, but that the door is opened by another key.