Jiang Yan's movements were quite fast, with three dishes and one soup in less than an hour.

Yang Suluo looked at the table of spicy dishes, and he didn't know where to put his chopsticks.

Jiang Yan saw that she stared at the dish for a long time and didn't move her chopsticks, thinking that she was embarrassed, so she picked up a piece of meat and put it in her bowl, "Don't just look at it." Don't you like spicy food? I deliberately added spicy food. ”

Yang Suluo's smile was so embarrassed that it hung on his face, "Okay, thank you." ”

I can't tell how I feel, obviously she doesn't eat spicy anymore.

Jiang Yan saw that she moved her chopsticks before starting.

He pretended to ask casually, "I thought you went out with your boyfriend today." ”

"You see?" Yang Suluo looked up at him and stopped eating.

"I just saw you get out of the car when I came back."

"Not my boyfriend."

"Not? Not in a relationship? ”

"Hmm"

"Why? You're not in bad condition. ”

"It's probably because boys who are out of society are not easy to deceive."

It's funny, people sit at home every day. What chance is there to meet a guy and fall in love?

Jiang Yan smiled, "Not necessarily" I'm easy to deceive.

Wait, what did you say? Jiang Yan looked up at Yang Suluo nervously, not paying any attention to what he had just said. His heart felt a pang of loss again.

When the two were chatting without a word, Yang Suluo's mobile phone messages came one after another. I wanted to go back and watch it again, after all, it was a bit rude to be a guest at someone else's house and look at my phone after eating.

Jiang Yan felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, was it the man just now? Keep messaging!

Jiang Yan said magnanimously: "Take a look! Maybe there's something urgent. ”

When Yang Suluo saw him say this, he didn't shirk and opened his mobile phone to see that it was a high school group message.

What greeted her was a hateful face, and those unbearable memories poured into her mind, and her breathing became short, and the whole person seemed to fall into a bottomless pit and couldn't find her center of gravity.

Jiang Yan saw that her hand holding the phone had been plucked out of blood by her own nails, and hurriedly held her hand to stop it.

"Suluo? Suluo? Jiang Yan shook Yang Suluo, who had fallen into memory, and it took a long time for Yang Suluo to come back to her senses, tears had already flowed down, she pushed Jiang Yan away, and said like a living dead without a trace of emotion, "I have something to do, go first." ”

Just as she stepped out of the house, Jiang Yan stopped her, "Su Luo, what's wrong with you?" You're in a bad mood and I'm worried. ”

Yang Suluo slapped his hand away fiercely and glared at him angrily, "You don't have the qualifications to take care of me yet." ”

After saying that, the diameter left.

Jiang Yan looked at the direction she left and was distracted, he had never seen Yang Suluo like this. In the past, she was very quiet, and at most sometimes her language was more naughty, but...

When Yang Suluo returned home, he didn't even turn on the light, so he sat on the floor in the bedroom and breathed heavily. After calming down a little, she staggered up to find a medicine to stabilize her mood, and after taking the medicine, she turned on the computer in a panic, wanting to write something to distract herself.

But she still failed, and those lingering memories kept hitting her last line of defense. Just when she was about to explode, Xiaobai jumped into her arms lightly, maybe the little thing in her arms was too soft, and pulled her reason back a little bit.

She looked at the little thing in her arms through the night light, and murmured, "Xiaobai, isn't my mother useless?" I'm always trapped there, and I can't escape. ”

Xiaobai screamed softly several times, as if to say "no"

The softest part of Yang Suluo's heart was touched again, she looked up at the ceiling, trying to force the tears back, but she couldn't get her wish, and the tears still slipped down her shoulders.

With the invasion of memory, she finally lost to the demon, and in the past she recalled being tortured unconscious, lying on the ground crying silently, feeling the physical torture.

The brain tingles, like a thin silver inserted into the brain, deep and shallow, constantly tempting. The pain of the past weighed on his chest like a thousand-pound stone, and he couldn't breathe. The pictures of the past are corroding the heart like a corrosive agent. Later, it was stomach pain caused by mood swings. After the pain, it's a big ensemble.

After being tortured several times, Yang Suluo lost his strength, his whole person became numb, and there was no light in his eyes, so he lay quietly on the ground.

At the door of Yang Suluo's house, Jiang Yan was carrying the bag she had just dropped, hesitating to knock on the door and send it over. Just as he hesitated, his eyes fell on the doorknob, and he looked closely to see that the door was not closed.

He pulled away a little and leaned in, but there was no light in the room.

His brow furrowed, and a bad premonition welled up in him. He opened the door and walked in, calling softly, "Su Luo? ”

There was no one in the living room left or right, and the lights in the bedroom were not on. He had just seen her enter the house.

Xu Xiaobai noticed his arrival and called him one by Yang Suluo's side one by one.

Jiang Yan followed the source of the voice to the bedroom door, and after taking a deep breath, he mustered up the courage to open the door.

He watched for a circle without the shadow of Yang Suluo, and just as he was about to withdraw, Xiaobai shouted again. When he walked inside, he saw Yang Suluo lying on the ground with his back to him.

He walked quickly to her side, held the person in his arms, and found her eyes open, and the whole person was like a puppet. He called her name in distress, and Yang Suluo's tears flowed down one by one with his call.

Jiang Yan, who was about to carry her to the bed to rest, was hugged tightly by Yang Suluo, and his whole little face fell into his arms and cried loudly.

Jiang Yan didn't dare to move, so he let her hold and cry, and gently patted her back with his hand, hoping to help her slow down.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Suluo fell asleep in his arms.

He carefully adjusted his posture and gently carried the person back to the bed, because she was already asleep, he didn't dare to turn on the light, for fear that the bright light would disturb her. He gently brushed away the broken hair that was blocking Yang Suluo's face. But by the moonlight outside the window, he reflected the girl's haggard and pitiful little face in his mind.

Now he doesn't know what happened, but his heart is sore and uncomfortable now.

Xiaobai rubbed at his feet, jumped to Yang Suluo's pillow again, and put himself up to sleep.

Yang Suluo, who was asleep, didn't sleep well, and his mouth kept muttering indistinctly.

Jiang Yan was so distressed that he dropped a kiss on her forehead. Jiang Yan, who realized what he had done, was frightened by his behavior just now and hurriedly left the crime scene.

Jiang Yan's heartbeat when he returned home kept accelerating, and he was about to rush out of his body. He hadn't had such a gaffe in 26 years.

When he calmed down, he began to worry about Yang Suluo.

He pulled out his phone and dialed the number.