As deep as you are as hell

Li Liang was helpless, the sound of high heels hitting the ground gradually faded away.

A bright moon outside the window slowly climbed up the treetops, and I suddenly remembered that the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming soon.

There is no custom of celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival here in London, and the villa where Ah Yan and I live is located in the suburbs, and it is difficult to see people in normal times. I am afraid that there will not be an exclusive festive atmosphere here on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, my head was suddenly covered with a layer of hoarfrost.Suddenly, for a moment, I wanted to call my mother to hear her voice.

But on the day I was pushed into the sea, news spread at the same time.Those who know me know that I chose to jump into the sea by myself, and when the lifeguards found and rescued me, my face was soaked white and my limbs were swollen.

Everyone believed that "Chen Jiao" was dead, and no one would mind or care about the passing of this life.

I slowly got out of bed and climbed up to the hospital roof alone.

This hospital has fourteen floors, and every room on every floor is lit.The sleepless lights accompanied by painful groans made the hospital even more deserted.

I sat on the roof in a daze, and the humid wind engulfed in the coldness and messed up my long hair.

Looking down from the high floors, every pedestrian on the street is as big as a sesame seed, and some low buildings even look like castles built with building blocks.

A city with red roofs, white walls and tiles, and reinforced concrete is not short of warmth and comfort.

At that moment, I suddenly had the urge to jump off the roof. The road I had to go in the future and the difficulties I had to face alone made me feel like a driftwood in the water, always alone and helpless.

I don't know what I should do to become independent and to deal with the Ji family and the Chu family; I also don't know how I should face those intriguing business wars, how to break out of my own world.

The only thing I know clearly in my heart is that I have become what I once hated the most.

The cold wind blew across my cheeks, my hands were spread wide like the wings of a bird, and I wanted to jump down.

Everything should have ended long ago, the day when I was drowned in the deep sea should have ended.I am so tired from walking this road, and I don't want to go any further.

The salty sea water poured into my mouth and nose, my eyes were closed tightly, and the sound of howling wind passed by my ears.

There is a faint sound of music coming over, is it my hallucination?
"When my smile is as bright as the sun, when my dreams are beautiful enough, the world applauds me, and only you love me when I get hurt..."

Can everything in this chaos end?
I closed my eyes tightly, and just as I took a step forward, I was suddenly dragged back by the back of my collar.

The back of my head hit the man's chest hard, and it was a tight hug.

The rain began to flow down, the rooftop was lit with dim lights, and the small water eddies accumulated on the ground looked like a bright river of lights in the world.

"Is there anything you can't think of to jump from here?"

The wind blew the white coat of the person behind me, and I noticed that he hesitated to speak.

He originally wanted to persuade me to think more about the warm and healing things in this life, and also wanted me to think more about my relatives.But he is a psychiatrist, and he knows best that some people really don't hesitate to jump off a tall building when they hear someone mention their family and parents.

So he didn't want to comfort me with this set of words, but he still refused to let me go until now.

I was hugged tightly from behind by him, and the circles of my eyes turned red for some reason, and the grievances in my heart rose up like sediment, and it was the tsunami that slammed into the rocks.

My voice sounded colder than the rain this night: "Let me go."

"Let go of you, I can't guarantee that you will do something stupid again... Hey, have we met somewhere?"

I thought it was just a way for him to divert my attention. There was an aura of intimacy all over his body, and at the same time he pulled a stinky face: "You misidentified the person."

The man picked me up by the waist and moved me backwards like holding a block. He didn't let go until he was sure that I was still within a safe range.

"No, I must have seen you somewhere..." The man frowned and thought.

And I realized later that this man communicated with me in Chinese from the very beginning, and his appearance is also an authentic Chinese appearance!

His facial features are still very delicate, his temperament is elegant, and his voice is gentle and earnest, especially like a high-spirited scholar who was named on the ancient gold list.

"Are you from China?"

"Do you know City A?"

We both asked the question at the same time, and our words collided.

Men first, I let him finish his sentence first.

"My hometown is in City A of Huaguo, which is known as the "Hometown of Osmanthus". When I was on vacation in City A in February this year, I made a plan to go to Gui'anhai to relax. I happened to see There is a pretty young lady on the oncoming ship."

That day, I was wearing a small fragrance suit, and my hair was braided into long braids, which added a lot of gentleness to my whole person.And the ship he mentioned should have happened after I was pushed into the deep sea for the first time.

It was just at that moment that He Xin took me out of the water after choking on several mouthfuls of seawater.The two of them brought me back to shore.

Later, I don't know who appeared, took me onto the ship, and pushed me off the deck.

"Because my hobby is shooting. I just set up a camera to take pictures of ocean waves and seascapes. I should have taken you into it that day. I'll find it for you..."

I interrupted him indifferently: "I don't understand what you're talking about. I've been growing up in London, and I don't know what city A you're talking about. You're really mistaken."

The latter sentence was emphasized by me, and the 1.8-meter man in front of me looked a little aggrieved.

My wound is still inflamed, the fever has just subsided, and I don't have that much time to spend with a stranger on the rooftop.

And the stupid thing just now is that I was too impulsive. If I lose the opportunity tonight, then there is absolutely no need for me to waste my time on it.

When I turned around and wanted to go back to the ward, the man suddenly grabbed my wrist, and after receiving the fierce signal from my eyes, he withdrew his hand weakly: "I hurt you, I'm sorry. So can you tell me your name?"

To show his sincerity, he first introduced himself: "My name is Gu Jian, I am 27 years old, and I work in this hospital."

His eyes were shining, looking forward to my answer.

But I just stared at him, thinking he was inexplicable.

"By the way, you won't do stupid things anymore, right..." My back disappeared from his sight, and echoes echoed from the rooftop.

The night sky is vast, but endlessly lonely.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, I finally fell asleep and hugged the quilt tightly, shrinking into a small ball.

Tears flowed from the end of my eyes, gradually soaking most of the pillow.I whimpered and cried, always dreaming about the scene of suffocation in the sea.

An invisible hand pushed me off the deck and held my head down to keep me from rising to the surface.During the struggle, I choked on several mouthfuls of seawater, and it seemed as if seaweed wrapped around my neck, imprisoning me tightly.

The sea monster also seemed to be dragging my legs and feet to drag me into the deep sea. Tears merged with the blue sea water, but where was Chu Ting at that time?I will be reduced to that point, and because of who?
My family was ruined because of Chu Ting, how can I settle this vendetta easily with him?
On that day, when my consciousness was blurred and half of my foot stepped into the Hall of Yama, all the surging love I had for Chu Ting turned into a monstrous hatred.

But now in my dream, his figure began to appear again and again—he strangled my neck, humiliated me in public, blocked me from the venture capital world...all of them were him.

There was lightning and thunder outside the window, with a smile on his lips, his voice was gentle and cruel: "What are you afraid of?", "Why are you not dead yet", "I hate even looking at you"...

"I also wanted to kill you a long time ago. I have always wanted to kill you since I knew you were Chen Zemin's daughter. If you were not pregnant with my child at that time, do you think I would let you go so easily?"

"Chen Jiao, you don't know how happy I was when I watched you being locked up in my villa. It turns out that the best punishment for a person is not to let her die easily, but to see her in pain!"

The rain under the eaves is so beautiful, it shatters when it falls.

I flinched, unable to get out of the dream no matter what.

The space in the dream was distorted into countless parallel time-spaces. Through those time-space fragments, I saw that I in each time-space died because of Chu Ting in the end. Only in this time-space, I was still truly lingering.

Does this herald the end of me and Chu Ting, either he dies or I die?
My fists clenched tightly suddenly, and my eyes suddenly opened, and they became clear in an instant.

"Come out, I know you're here."

I slowly sat up from the hospital bed, and slowly straightened my messy hair and clothes.

"Look, this is her whereabouts at twelve o'clock last night. She suddenly climbed up to the roof and wanted to jump off. And it was three o'clock in the morning. She sat up in the ward and said to the empty room Talking to herself. But look carefully, her eyes were slack during these two times, or in other words, she was not awake at all at this time. "

"I've also read her past medical history... It's not that our doctors want to shirk responsibility, but we don't think it's a simple psychological problem for her. Why don't we transfer her to a mental hospital?"

Li Liang took the lead and shouted: "As a doctor, don't you know who are the people locked up in the mental hospital? Our Sofia was sent to that kind of place. Regardless of what other people think of her, you can guarantee her Can my illness be completely cured?” If they can’t, why should they agree to this suggestion?
The handsome man pursed his lips lightly: "Why are you so excited? And as far as I know, you are also a doctor and have done research in the field of psychological medicine. How could you not know that what I'm saying now is really for her benefit?"

I just walked to the door of the duty room and caught off guard to listen to their conversation.

So...does the "she" in their mouths refer to me?Are they sending me to a mental hospital?