[I know what else I want to ask you?] 】

[Is it a medicine for depression, look at the medicine bottle inside, the other party should have severe insomnia, I don't know how much he takes. 】

[It is recommended that you take him to the hospital for long-term treatment as soon as possible, so many medicines seem to be useless to take medicine, depression will produce anorexia and insomnia over time, and even thoughts of self-harm and suicide, and there is no way to do it when it is uncontrollable. 】

[Is it your friend?] 】

Jin Zhuoqi stared at this sentence, his eyelids drooped: [What if you have already self-harmed? 】

Enzo replied: [Zhuo, do you need me to help you book a coffin in London? I have friends who can get a discount. 】

When Nie Zhao heard the voice outside, he subconsciously thought it was Jin Zhuoqi, but he didn't hear a response, and panic suddenly surged in his heart.

Recently, the homeowner's home in the community was burglarized, and the police came to inquire about it, and Nie Zhao learned that the antiques of a certain house had been stolen, causing a couple to divorce.

She quickly grabbed the dagger from the sink with a bath towel, breathed tensely, and stood at the bathroom door, not daring to make a sound.

The glass door doesn't stop anything, it's fine if it's stealing, if it's-

"It's me."

Hearing the familiar voice, Nie Zhao's whole body instantly relaxed, his fingers softened, and the dagger fell to the ground with a "snap" sound.

She tightened her eyebrows and unscrewed the glass door to the bathroom.

"I just called you, why didn't you—"

Nie Zhao saw Jin Zhuoqi sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the medicine bottle in his hand, which was in English, and many of the medicines were bought for her by a doctor friend who Ge Yuankai knew before.

Nie Zhao didn't think that Jin Zhuoqi would not understand what was written on it.

The bedroom window was ajar, the wind was blowing the wet hair and bare shoulders, a little cold, Nie Zhao wrapped in a bath towel, saw Jin Zhuoqi playing with the bottle of medicine in his hand, raised his head and glanced at her, turned his head sideways, and moved his gaze to the dagger that fell on the ground.

"I want to die." His voice was very warm and fluttering, and his smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

Jin Zhuoqi crumpled the medicine bottle, stood up and walked over to look at Nie Zhao in a loose posture, his eyes swept over her arm.

Nie Zhao's eyelashes flickered, and he subconsciously wanted to avoid his sight, but Jin Zhuoqi grabbed his wrist and raised it, exposing the hideous and ugly scar where the two of them met.

Nie Zhao tilted his head slightly, his lips straightened, and he clenched his fists with all his strength, and he did not break free from his shackles.

Maybe all the ugly places and emotions were exposed in front of others, and the ridicule and ridicule in Jin Zhuoqi's eyes were undisguised, as if she felt that her scars were ridiculous, her medication was ridiculous, and her illness was ridiculous.

The picture of all this forced her eyes to be a little red.

Jin Zhuoqi's mood was surprisingly calm, and his voice was flat: "Do you have the face to go down to my mother like this?" ”

"How easy it is to die, when you close your eyes, there is nothing."

"Your life is mine, do you have the right to be the master?"

Jin Zhuoqi lifted her chin and patted her face, the emotions surging in her eyes wanted to break people into pieces, and her eyes were so dazzling that they seemed to be quenched poison.

"I'm not tired of playing yet, so you'd better not make me hate you any more."

She didn't have the right to leave him again.

Chapter 29

Nie Zhao didn't cry, this was something that Jin Zhuoqi suddenly realized, even if her eyes were red and bloodshot, not a single tear would fall.

Maybe it's because she endures it, maybe the tear ducts are underdeveloped, or maybe the stubbornness and pride in her bones keep her from crying.

Jin Zhuoqi still let go of her hand, but she didn't let go of the hand that was clenching her wrist, and the slightly cool finger bone pressed lightly against the corner of her eye, feeling the hot temperature of the skin.

The voice slowed down: "This is wronged? ”

Nie Zhao pursed his lips and looked at him silently, stubbornly bowed his head, and removed the other party's fingertips in the corners of his eyes.

Jin Zhuoqi let go of her hand and gently straightened her long hair, which was still wet, and some unwashed foam was still stained on it.

"Keep washing."

Jin Zhuoqi turned his head and walked out, his mood was very light: "I'm not interested." ”

As the person went out of the bedroom, Nie Zhao gritted his teeth and grabbed a bottle of medicine and smashed it at his back, with a heavy force, hitting him directly in the spine, but he didn't react at all, and closed the bedroom door for her.

There was a "snap", and silence returned to the bedroom.

Early the next morning, Nie Zhao received a WeChat message from Jin Zhuoqi and asked her to come down.

His car was parked at the door waiting for her, and Nie Zhao didn't want to go or reply to his message.

Jin Zhuoqi: [Don't let me go up to find you, Nie Zhao, it won't look good to be watched. 】

Nie Zhao was so angry that he finally twisted his breath and put on a windbreaker and went out of the door, got into the car, and didn't say a word to him.

The atmosphere in the car was very stiff, but Jin Zhuoqi was calm and breezy and did not feel anything wrong with the stagnant atmosphere at all.

The car arrived at the hospital half an hour later, took a private walkway, and made an appointment with a special doctor to examine her.

Nie Zhao stood at the door of the ward, staring at the words "Psychology Department" written on it.

Standing in the doorway and not moving.

"I don't want to see it."

Jin Zhuoqi sat on the chair next to the door of the ward, lowered his eyes, and casually played with a pure black metal lighter in his hand.

Then he said unhurriedly: "Today's doctor is specially invited for you, many people can't register, the doctor inside is waiting for you, he is highly respected and prestigious in the hospital, if you don't go in, he will keep waiting, until you finish the examination can make time for others." ”

"You know depression is something you can't wait for."

Nie Zhao looked at him in disbelief: "You-"

Jin Zhuoqi raised his eyes and chuckled: "Don't let the doctor wait, it's very rude." ”

Nie Zhao wanted to scold him for being sick?

What does she have to do with him?

Shouldn't he be happy to see her uncomfortable? Or are you really afraid that she won't be able to stand it and die early?

Nie Zhao looked away, and when he walked inside, he heard Jin Zhuoqi's words that were not serious: "I'll wait for you at the door." ”

Nie Zhao's lowered eyelashes flickered as he closed the door.

The hospital did not allow smoking, and the smoking area was a little far away from the psychiatric department, so Jin Zhuoqi sat on a bench and turned the lighter in his hand, watching the flame ignite and be extinguished.

I counted about 2,800 seconds, glanced at the time, and only half an hour had passed.

Nie Zhao's face did not change at all when he came out, and he re-examined it until tomorrow to get the results.

Walking out of the hospital with him, Nie Zhao didn't pay any attention to Jin Zhuoqi, and went straight to the car to go home, but Jin Zhuoqi pulled the collar of his shirt and took it in another direction.

Nie Zhao tugged at his clothes and tilted his head to look at him, his eyes widening.

"What for?"

"Hungry, eat." He fell lightly.

Nie Zhao tidied up his clothes, took out his mobile phone and asked for a taxi: "Then I'll go back by myself." ”

Jin Zhuoqi directly snatched her mobile phone, took the person's wrist and went to the overcrowded breakfast restaurant, and said in a strong and commanding tone: "Eat with me." ”

Nie Zhao was held by his wrist and saw that he was wearing the red rope she bought on his wrist.

Yesterday, she put it directly on the coffee table in the living room, and it is estimated that he took it when he left.

After staring at it twice, she subconsciously wanted to snatch it away and not let him wear it.

She shouldn't have done such a boring thing, Jin Zhuoqi's heart seemed to be frozen, and there would not be the slightest fluctuation because of anything.

Before Nie Zhao could touch it, he let go of his hand without leaving a trace, asked Lao Ban for two soup dumplings and two sweet porridges, and sat on the table in the open air.

I bought it on purpose and wanted to send it, but I didn't want to come back so pretentiously.

With a deep breath, he sat across from him and waited for breakfast.

You can also save a penny for breakfast, and you don't eat for nothing.

When he lowered his head and bit the soup dumpling, his mind thought of the red rope again at an inopportune time, Jin Zhuoqi's skin was healthy and white, and his whole body was full of the strong and powerful charm of men, and it could be seen from his arms that he was strong and lean, his muscles were very solid, his fingers were wide and rough, his wrist bones were obvious, he was wearing that fragile red rope, and there was some inexplicable disobedience--strange.

When he thought of this, he subconsciously raised his head, and suddenly met Jin Zhuoqi's gaze, and his gaze was firmly on her.

Nie Zhao didn't realize it, his eyes looked down, the breakfast in front of him had already been eaten, and Nie Zhao had only eaten two.

Jin Zhuoqi looked away, sat opposite unhurriedly and played with his mobile phone and waited for her to eat.

My former colleague quit his job at a convenience store after the National Day because his monthly salary far exceeded that of his job at a convenience store because of the improvement in his self-media traffic.

No one had been found in the store recently, so Nie Zhao had been assigned to a shift from 4 p.m. to 11 p.m. for the time being, and she would be transferred to another person when a new person was found.

The moment she received his call, she resisted the urge to get up and want to kill, and kept telling herself that it was Jin Zhuoqi on the other side, so she put on her clothes and got up.

At this time, sleepiness hit, Jin Zhuoqi drove very steadily, and when he was full, he became even more sleepy, and fell asleep while sitting in the car.

Jin Zhuoqi's car stopped for a few seconds, and was waiting for Nie Zhao to get out of the car, when he turned his head and saw that the person had fallen asleep with his head tilted, supporting his body against the glass, and his eyes were closed and his long hair covered half of his face.

Jin Zhuoqi stared at the side of her face, not knowing if it was an illusion, but always felt that her jawline was more obvious, and her thin cheeks were more skinny than when she came, and there was almost no flesh on her cheeks.

The car was parked on the side of the road, and the car was quiet, and Jin Zhuoqi leaned sideways, his slightly cool fingers hanging his long hair behind his shoulders, exposing his whole fair and beautiful face to the air.

She was beautiful as a child.

When she was seven years old, the whole orphanage was willing to play with her, and she was like a little sun, good to everyone.

Jin Zhuoqi has been in an orphanage since he was a child, but Nie Zhao was sent to an orphanage when he was five years old, and in just a few days, he became friends with all the children.

He doesn't like to talk, because he has autism, he has no entertainment, he eats alone, he often sits on the edge and watches others play, and he sits in the corner and doesn't care about anyone.

The reason why his body is too thin is that those people often grab food to eat, and if they don't have enough points, they will naturally have no share of the matter, and he doesn't care.

She didn't know when she found Jin Zhuoqi, and she always gave her candy to Jin Zhuoqi to eat after that.

Watching Jin Zhuoqi sit in the corner, squatting in front of him and asking him what his name was.

Jin Zhuoqi sat squatting, his knees around his knees and his dark eyes were silent, he was short, about the same height as Nie Zhao, he didn't like to make friends or talk, he wanted to use his cold and detached eyes to repel people, he didn't want to have the slightest intersection with this girl who was like a flower butterfly.

It's all in the orphanage, what's there to be happy about?

They're just kids that no one wants.