Gu Yingqing held on all the way, and after returning home, he leaned against the wall next to the door for a while.

She was mentally and physically exhausted, and she was a little out of breath on the third floor.

Coupled with the entanglement of a bit of force in the hotel, the discomfort between her legs is especially obvious when she walks.

And what she eats at night always feels like she can't digest, and it is accumulated in her stomach, and she is dizzy and has a migraine, which causes her to want to vomit extremely at the moment.

She propped herself on her knees, leaned forward halfway, and every minute and second, the vomiting sensation gradually intensified-

Gu Yingqing couldn't stand it, so he quickly ran to the bathroom and vomited out all the things he ate at night.

It was more than 30 degrees Celsius, and it was hot and humid in the bathroom, so she sat on the cold ground for a while before getting up to take a shower.

There were still red marks on her chest, and when she looked down, her left hand ran over her skin, and a fingernail-sized wound on her forearm came into view.

The flesh and blood of the new wound are crimson, and there is a color difference with the dark red wound of the old wound.

She put her hand under the curtain of water, rinsing numbly, rubbing the skin on the other hand, rubbing the skin of the whole forearm red, seeing that it was about the same color as the wound, which made the wound less obvious, and felt better.

Gu Yingqing didn't like this, she felt that she had become very sluggish and conflicted.

Many things are crowded in her mind all the time, and whenever she is free, she will always think about it, worrying about what has not happened but is about to happen.

I think when will my grandfather's deadline be, I wonder if I will really die when the ten-day period comes, I think about the third that is getting closer and closer, and if Zhao Jin doesn't kill her, the video is sent out, which one of Shen Shujun or Xu Anrong will continue to her?

If you think too much and can't figure it out, you can't sleep.

If you don't get enough sleep, your mind will be chaotic.

When she was about to collapse emotionally, she had to forcibly use external means to keep herself calm, such as pinching her hand, and the pain could restore her ability to think.

However, in this way, I can't sleep, and I need to smoke and drink to make myself into a dim state, and I can only fall asleep with a short period of peace in my heart.

And so on and so on, like there is no end.

And she found that at first, she only needed to pinch herself to work, and later on, she had to pinch herself to the extent of blood to wake up.

Later, when she thought about things and fell into deep thought, she would not realize that she was pinching herself, and when she came back to her senses, blood beads were pouring out of her arms.

Cigarettes too, at first they work, and then they have to be two, three, or even more to achieve that calm, dizzy state.

The constantly raising threshold made her have a headache and helplessness.

As I get used to this state, I occasionally wake up suddenly, and I feel a fear of what can be done like this.

But in the blink of an eye, another voice said, what else can be done?

She would think about that, forget it, and lie in bed or sit in a chair for a while, sometimes losing track of time, but coming back to her senses was not far from dawn.

When you go to work, you can hide in the crowd and feel much better, and you feel more secure.

On the day she came back from her hometown, she realized that she was becoming more and more afraid of the sound of the car horn, and when others touched her on the high-speed train, she would overreact, and her heart suddenly raced and blood flowed backwards.

After coming back, she really couldn't sleep, her body couldn't hold on, so she took a day off the next day and slept with her head covered until the night, feeling a lot more comfortable.

Jin Yuyin sent her WeChat in the morning, but she never received a reply, thinking that something had happened to her, and said that she would come to her in the evening.

Gu Yingqing got up and washed his face, opened the window to breathe, cleaned up the desk, and smoked a cigarette quietly.

At first, I just wanted to try it on a whim, I didn't understand anything, so I bought a box of small and fresh women's cigarettes, and then went to the convenience store, and the boss introduced her to some imported women's cigarettes, saying that most girls liked them.

What kind of double explosion and single explosion, what peach and watermelon flavor, it sounds weird and good, so she bought some of each.

She likes watermelon double explosion the most, it has a sweet taste when it is opened in the box, and it is also very fragrant when smoked, which will only make her dizzy, and the vomiting will not be so strong.

Because I just woke up, after smoking, I was not only in a relaxed mood, but also had a clear mind.

Gu Yingqing extinguished the cigarette, cleaned up the ashtray, tied the garbage bag, and hid the cigarette and ashtray in a drawer on the left side of the desk.

She was going to make three dishes and one soup for dinner, and when she was preparing the dishes, she received a message from Zhao Jin, reminding her that there were still five days left.

She glanced twice and put her phone back in place.