Hearing Zhao Rui say that, it should not have been doing well by Zhao Rui's side, but after too long, Nie Zhao couldn't see it again, and she couldn't quite remember if Broken was also so thin at that time.

It's just that it seems to have learned to please, and it has been licking her fingers when Nie Zhao was silent and lowered her head to hold it.

Nie Zhao didn't know if it was the same in front of Zhao Rui.

It guessed that it shouldn't be, otherwise Zhao Rui wouldn't have thought of giving it away.

I was a little happy because I still remembered her in pieces, and I thought that the family might need to buy some things that the kitten needed.

When Jin Zhuoqi came back from work in the afternoon, the living room had already put everything he needed to raise a cat.

He left work three or four hours earlier than usual, and Nie Zhao guessed that he shouldn't have driven much in the afternoon, and it would take a long time to buy them.

Why didn't you let her go along?

Nie Zhao was sitting on the sofa, and when he was putting the kitten things in the table just now, he touched a toffee on the table, which should have been given by the boss when he was shopping.

I don't know if the boss looks good, I don't know if the sugar is given for free, or because of something else.

She sat on the sofa and listened to Jin Zhuoqi clean up, unwrapping the candy wrapper and chewing it in her mouth.

I can't see it, I don't see it, but there is a small gift box next to the TV at the very front, and there are a lot of all kinds of candy in it.

Nie Zhao vaguely remembered that Jin Zhuoqi didn't like small animals very much, and the dog didn't know that after he came to her house that time, he was particularly stressed, and Nie Zhao suspected that the kitten was afraid of him.

But at this time, I heard the sparse sound he was cleaning up, and the meowing of the kitten in his arms was also very peaceful, and I felt very relieved.

Until he cleaned up, Silent put the kitten from her hand into the litter box.

The moment his slightly cool fingers brushed his arm, Nie Zhao suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

They are very close, but they seem to be thousands of miles apart.

"Jin Zhuoqi, did you go to the hospital?"

Nie Zhao lowered his head, and his finger bones were broken to white: "I saw the medicine you took before, you have mental illness, are you okay?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi let the kitten go to eat cat food, and saw that it was eating very happily, so he stood up and sat next to Nie Zhao.

"So what? Don't want me anymore ? ”

Nie Zhao didn't look at him, lowered his head and said, "I don't seem to have gotten better, and you will be serious." ”

Living together with two sick people will only fill every corner of the room with a deformed sickness.

After being silent for half a second, Jin Zhuoqi looked at her: "Who said you are bad?" ”

Nie Zhao sighed and said in despair: "You are committing suicide." ”

He was close to her, costing his own life.

"I don't think so, I'm happy."

You're a happy fart.

Nie Zhao frowned.

Jin Zhuoqi tugged at the corners of his mouth.

"Nie Zhao, don't show your deep sense of righteousness, aren't you as selfish as before?"

He raised his wrist and picked her chin with his fingers, and the words in his mouth were straight and sinister: "Tie me to you, it's okay to tie me to death, isn't it?" ”

"If you push me away for my good, I'll just think you're more despicable, and I'll hate you to death."

His tone was like a warning and coercion, and he also knew that Nie Zhao said that he was going to drive so that the two of them would not have too long contact, and similarly, he also knew that she still wanted to be with him, so he used this method to try not to affect each other too much.

Nie Zhao tilted his head to look at him.

Suddenly, I felt some pain in my heart.

I don't know why, when she heard Jin Zhuoqi's words, she didn't want to live anymore.

Her life was worthless, and she dragged on in the hospital for so long, as if she had gained nothing but torturing herself and others.

She was selfish, she came back with Jin Zhuoqi, thinking that she would get better, but she didn't, and instead pulled him into the water.

He can clearly go far, and he can go far and the future is broad and unattainable, leaving her to fend for herself.

"Jin Zhuoqi, it's not worth it." Nie Zhao smiled, his nasal voice was thick, and his eyes were splashing.

Jin Zhuoqi glanced at her, leaned over and bit her lip, and said a little out of tune:

"Yes."

***

Nie Zhao's memories became more and more scattered, and the light in front of him could be seen some, but it was just some vague light, and he could only see some shadows separated by many layers of thick glass, but in fact, he still couldn't see clearly.

She began to torture herself, resisting Jin Zhuoqi's approach, but also reluctant to have any intimacy with him.

Her temper began to get worse and worse, and she became more and more desperate.

Many times, she would raise her head in a trance and see Jin Zhuoqi standing in front of her, she was holding a fruit knife in her hand, not only on her arm, but also on Jin Zhuoqi's arm, the scene was a mess, like a battlefield after a fight.

Nie Zhao knew that Jin Zhuoqi would always choose to let herself be injured more, and he was reluctant to let her be injured if she didn't like to have scars.

She was terrified that one day she would really become a madman in a mental hospital, a murderer who killed the people she loved.

She began to reluctantly accept that she went to the hospital once a week.

But after a few months, there was still no result.

Depression is also a death disease.

They have been grinding each other until they are crushed to pieces.

……

On the hottest day of summer, Nie Zhao's house was an uninvited guest.

Maybe it's because she doesn't like to go out, and people in the community know that it's inconvenient for her to see with her eyes, so very few people will take the initiative to come to her, and if there are any problems, they will directly contact Jin Zhuoqi on WeChat, so that he can deal with them when he has a weekend off.

So when Nie Zhao heard the knock on the door, he was suddenly awakened.

The second she woke up, her consciousness returned, and she saw the scene vaguely, and her heart hurt as if it had been pierced.

She was standing in the living room, holding a dagger in her hand, and all the daggers in the house should have been put away by him, and Nie Zhao couldn't remember where she had turned it out.

She stood there with a splitting headache and saw Jin Zhuoqi turn around to see who was knocking on the door.

She touched her arm, and there was no scar, but she could clearly feel blood dripping from the dagger.

It shows that she may have scratched Jin Zhuoqi with a knife just now.

Her memories were starting to mess up again.

The weather was quite good, and the cool breeze outside the window blew the hem of Nie Zhao's suspender dress.

She stood in the living room in a daze, and heard the voice of a little girl at the door, who should be about the same age as her, and her voice made Nie Zhao feel like a second in a trance.

It's too similar to Lu Xiang.

Even the trembling fear in his tone was the same as Lu Xiang's.

"Hello."

"I'm a resident of 301 downstairs......"

The voice of the girl at the door continued: "I have just moved in and I heard that there is a young couple upstairs, so I wanted to pay a visit. ”

Nie Zhao also reacted suddenly, perhaps because their tossing voice was too loud, which shocked the customers downstairs.

It turned out that when I lived here, there was no one upstairs, and naturally I didn't disturb others.

Jin Zhuoqi said thank you, glanced back at her, and said politely to Song Ke: "I'm sorry, my lover doesn't like to communicate with strangers, if you're okay, we're going to rest." ”

Wife?

He said she was his lover.

Nie Zhao could tell from Song Ke's tone that she definitely didn't want to come to visit, maybe because the voice was very strange, thinking that something bad had happened to her.

That's why I just asked if there was anything I needed help with.

Nie Zhao threw the dagger in her hand on the ground and made a snapping sound, her eyes looked vacantly in the direction of Jin Zhuoqi, and her voice was hoarse and light: "Jin Zhuoqi, I'm hungry." ”

Jin Zhuoqi paused for a few seconds before asking her, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Nie Zhao lowered his head, and his voice was hoarse to the extreme: "I'm hungry." ”

Jin Zhuoqi made a fried rice for her to eat, and the residents downstairs seemed to be relieved to leave.

Nie Zhao ate with his head bored, as if he wanted to stuff it hard, his cheeks were stuffed, and he kept feeding it with a spoon.

Jin Zhuoqi suddenly stood up and grabbed her wrist, and his voice carried unbearable restraint: "Enough! You're going to torture yourself, are you?? ”

Nie Zhao raised his head, his eyes were red, and his voice seemed to be questioning: "Isn't today Friday?" Why didn't you go to work? ”

Jin Zhuoqi didn't say anything and said, "I don't want to go." ”

Nie Zhao wanted to cry angrily: "Can you stop being with me every day?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi looked at her with low eyes, his fingers clasped her wrist tightly, and said in a cold voice: "What's the difference between that and putting you in the hospital alone?" Am I your pillow? Can only be seen at night? ”

Nie Zhao sniffed: "Jin Zhuoqi, what if you are also sick?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi wiped the corners of her mouth, put a piece of paper on the palm of her hand, and asked her to spit out the rice stuffed in her mouth, and then wrapped it and threw it into the trash can on the side.

"Did you fall for an illness named Nie Zhao? Okay, too. ”

Nie Zhao didn't want to talk to him anymore.

In the final analysis, she was ruthless, and she was reluctant to really let Jin Zhuoqi completely break off from her.

On this day, he didn't go to work, the summer sun was very hot, Nie Zhao nestled in his arms, his body was hard, but Nie Zhao felt extremely comfortable and secure.

She held a book in her hand, and in her headphones was a mechanical voice, reading the book "Summer, Fireworks, and My Corpse" in a low voice.

The last words Nie Zhao heard before falling asleep was-

"Fireworks bloom in the night sky, and every moment of brilliance is a moment of beauty, but my body can only lie here forever, quietly waiting for decay to come."

Jin Zhuoqi didn't work anymore, just lowered her head to look at Nie Zhao's sleeping face, and her slender finger bones slowly swiped from the center of her eyebrows to her chin.

She hadn't been sleeping well lately, and she could only fall asleep every time she had finished him, waking up in the middle of the room, as if sleepwalking, trying to get out of the bedroom to find something.