"Bed Nine patient, you can be discharged."

"Well, thank you."

T grabbed the computer, sorted out his clothes and left, as when he came, he didn't take it with him, and he didn't leave it behind.

I come here for three days a month for a check-up, and now that I am in stable condition, I can extend the follow-up time.

Back at home, Z sat in front of the computer and saw T come back, "Where did you go this time?" ”

"I went to the scenic spot mentioned before, and I took pictures, do you want to see it?"

"Look!" The sad life of a programmer, facing the computer every day, being diligent, hair getting thinner and thinner, going out every month is simply a fantasy.

Hand the photo to Z, "I'm so tired, go back to the house and go to bed, you go to bed early." ”

"Hmm."

Back in the house, the room was locked, and after a simple wash, T lay down on the bed.

The nightlight next to the bed emitted a faint glow, illuminating his world.

True or false, he doesn't know, and now the situation is quite stable.

I can't fall asleep after flipping through it, turn on the computer, and the novel code is that Miss M was killed, and he always feels that something is missing, and he doesn't have the feeling that he should have when writing, and I don't know if Z will want to kill him if he knows that he writes him like this.

T didn't know he wrote a novel, but he didn't know why and didn't want Z to know. He has always believed that the novels written by each author are more or less related to something in his own life, and in his case, these names are thanks to his friends for providing them, and I hope they don't see them.

What's next? Headache, can't think anymore, finish the medicine, sleep.

Outside, Z looked at the photos, smiled weirdly, and gradually calmed down again, throwing the photos aside to finish the unfinished business.

The light shone a little harshly on his white clothes, and the white walls became more and more hazy, everything seemed to be a dream, a false and broken dream.

In the early morning, the sun was a little dazzling, Z Cong opened his eyes and looked at his hands, "It seems that he didn't sleep well." ”

"T, get up, say I'm going to the supermarket to buy food today, hurry up!"

"Hmm." T's face was a little ugly, obviously he didn't sleep well.

"What? Didn't sleep well? ”

"Well, it's okay, I'll clean it up, and I'll be fine right away."

Cold water slapped on his face, looking at himself in the mirror, T sobered up.

That's just a novel I wrote, how can I take it seriously, he's not a murderer, he's just lazy to pick a name, how can he substitute himself, last night he actually dreamed that he killed Z, how could he kill his brother.

"Z, let's go."

"Hmm."

The shopping mall is overcrowded, just standing outside, T can feel that the old grandmother is still setting up a stall here, and I don't know if anyone will buy it, that is, bullying these newcomers.

"Let's go, I'll buy you a dress." T glanced at Z.

"Okay! I also saw a dress two days ago, it looks good, I'm too lazy to try, you can try it for me. ”

"You're all here, try it yourself."

"I mainly think that dress suits you quite well, we look exactly the same anyway."

"Okay." Who told him that there was only one relative left.

Find the store Z said.

"That one?" T glanced at Z.

"This and this."

"Hmm." Took the clothes and went into the fitting room.

"Okay, I'm out."

Standing in front of the mirror, "Z, how's it going?" ”

"Yes, yes, it's good-looking."

"That's it." T hands the clothes to the salesperson.

"T, take two pieces, one for each of us."

"Okay." "Take two pieces" to the salesperson. ”

The salesman wrapped the clothes and said, "Pay over there." ”

"Okay, thank you."

After the two left, the salesman asked the person next to him, "Did you see his companion just now?" ”

"No, I thought I didn't sleep well, so you didn't ...... too"

"I thought he was talking to himself, but it wasn't like that."

The foreman saw the two talking together, "Guests are coming, go quickly, if the manager knows......"

"We were wrong, go now." When I say this, my doubts are all left behind, and after all, I don't care about myself, and I have nothing to care about.

[Author: I'm doing something.] 】