butterfly light sleep deep blue sea

Chapter 37 The End of Reality (2)
However, before the mobile phone was taken out, the person standing behind told her to stay there. The person looked at her coldly with a bag of trash. She was startled, and forgot to pick up the bento when she dropped it on the ground. , just looked at the person in front of him stupidly.

Song Zihe was wearing ordinary home clothes, and he lost a lot of weight. He looked at her with a cold expression, his leg was not broken, and the plaster cast on his hand was also removed, and he was there in good condition.

"You?" It took her a long time to utter a word, wanting to ask why he wasn't hurt, but suddenly realized that it was Xiaoyu who was lying to her.

The excuse of coming to see him disappeared in an instant. She stood there in embarrassment and lowered her head, but she was relieved in her heart. It's okay, it's okay, he's fine.

"What are you doing here?" Song Zihe stared at her, clenched the garbage bag subconsciously, but his voice was cold, he stood still, and glanced at the bento that fell on the ground, the scene was very similar to that The next time she came downstairs to his parents, she was carrying freshly baked sweet potatoes.

"I, I just came to see you, Xiaoyu said..." Wen Xinai's voice was very soft, and the awkward atmosphere made her almost unable to make a sound, "Forget it, you're fine, it's fine, I'm relieved, then goodbye."

She picked up the bento on the ground, didn't look at Song Zihe, didn't wait for him to speak, and ran towards the gate of the community.

Sure enough, it was very similar to that time, he ran away suddenly as soon as he appeared, which made people puzzled, but last time Song Zihe chased after her, but this time he didn't move, he just watched her walk away, and then slowly Walk slowly to the trash can, throw away the trash, and turn my right leg a little while walking.

The neighborhood was a little quiet in the evening, and when the wind blew, his slightly long hair was a little messed up. He stopped there, and suddenly punched hard on the door of the hut where the trash cans were stored, and the metal door made a dull sound. He didn't feel the pain at all, and stood there with his head down as if unconscious, only passers-by looked at him curiously.

Wen Xin'ai seemed to have escaped home. She threw the two lunch boxes she brought back to the side before she dared to let out a sigh of relief. Then, inexplicably, tears flowed down her face uncontrollably. She ran to the room and wiped her face. Stuffed in the bed, thinking about Song Zihe's thin appearance just now, he gradually cried out.

How much she likes that man, she likes that man very much, Xiaoyu didn't lie to her, he has indeed lost a lot of weight, the moment she saw him just now, she almost couldn't help but want to cry, anticipating several possibilities when she sees him again, She might quietly hand him the bento, let him heal his wounds, or simply disappear and throw away the bento like just now, but she didn't expect that when she saw him, she would want to cry immediately, choking uncontrollably If she didn't turn around and run away, she might really cry in front of him.

Why are you crying?Where do you feel wronged?It's all the result of my own choice, so why do you feel so wronged and want to cry?Why couldn't he just say hello calmly, but when he saw him, he became completely messed up, and even stuttered when he spoke.

Song Zihe, Song Zihe, she kept yelling in her heart, it turns out that seeing him again won't make her feel good, but it will hurt more and more.

She has been crying for a long time, maybe because she was tired from crying, she gradually fell asleep, her mind was chaotic and unclear.

So, it was the dream that accompanied her every night, the blood gushing dream, like a lens covered by blood, everything in the lens was blood red, Du Ning holding a gun, and the one who stared wide-eyed after being shot The fat man was all blood red, and then the fat man held up a knife, his face was covered with blood, and he rushed towards her ferociously, with blood dripping from his mouth and shouting: "I will kill you!".

With a "boom", she sat up all over, covered in cold sweat.

It turned out that it was that nightmare again.

Her head hurt so much, she held her head and rubbed it vigorously, it was already dark, and there seemed to be a dangerous breath in the air, and she felt that something was wrong.

"Boom boom boom", she was startled again, thinking that it was just the gunshot in her dream, only now did she realize that someone was knocking on the door forcefully.

Who will it be?She supported the bed and stood up, her feet hit the ground, and before she could take a few steps, her legs gave way and she fell to the ground, what happened?The dizziness was also severe, she supported the wall and moved to the kitchen, only then did she realize that something was wrong.

The small kitchen was filled with a strong smell of gas, and the water that was burning on a small fire when she came back had already extinguished the fire, making a "squeaky" sound.

"Wen Xin'ai, are you inside, open the door quickly." There were constant knocks on the door, and someone shouted desperately outside.

She regained her senses, supported the stove and stretched out her hand to turn off the gas, then walked to the door and opened it all at once.

The fresh space rushed in, she took a few breaths, and her whole body began to cough.

The people outside could smell the gas before the door was opened. When the door was opened, the smell of gas made his face change, and he called out, "Wen Xinai, what are you doing?" He pulled out of the room vigorously, "Why is there such a heavy gas smell?" His voice trembled when he said this, and he entered the room and quickly opened all the windows. Fortunately, the gas has been turned off.

"You're looking for death!" When he felt the heavy gas smell in the room, he walked out of the room with a dark face, and yelled at Wen Xinai who was standing at the door blankly.

Wen Xinai trembled all over, stood there, and said very softly after a long time: "I didn't mean it," she really didn't mean it, she didn't expect that she would fall asleep, but fortunately, it was a small fire , The whole person was stuffed in the bed, otherwise I would not know if I really died, "I just boiled water, and then fell asleep." She lowered her voice and wanted to explain that because people sucked in a lot of gas, at this time Leaning dizzily against the wall.

He didn't really believe it, staring at her, her face was pale, sweaty, her eyes were still swollen, her heart couldn't help trembling, her stern face was extremely ugly, and she said in a calm voice: "Are you really just asleep? "

He looked at her pale face, pulled her over, looked closely at her pupils, held her hand and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Wen Xinai passively followed him for a few steps, her legs were still a little weak, so he turned around and picked her up and went downstairs.

His arm is actually not in good shape. Although his right leg is not as badly fractured as Xiaoyu said, it was indeed twisted in the shower. At this time, it was quite difficult to hold Wen Xinai. It was only on the railing that he stabilized his figure.

"You put me down, I can go." Wen Xinai said while grabbing his clothes for fear of hurting him.

He didn't force her, he put her down gently, but stretched out his hand to hold her waist, and the two walked downstairs with each other's support. When they got downstairs, Wen Xinai was much better. She stopped, bit her lips, and said Repeatedly: "I really didn't mean it, Song Zihe."

Song Zihe didn't talk to her, he supported her and continued to move forward, stopped in front of his car parked in the community, and opened the door to let her in.

She looked at Song Zihe's stern face, hesitated for a while, and sat in the car obediently.

"I'm fine, I don't need to go to the hospital anymore." The fresh air she inhaled after going downstairs has woken her up, and her mind is not as dizzy as before. "I really just boiled water just now. I was really careless." .”

She tried to explain in vain, but Song Zihe still didn't speak, and started the car towards the hospital.

The car was driving smoothly on the road, and the car was so dull that people could not breathe. Wen Xinai wrung her hands together and looked out the window. Song Zihe must be angry. He must have decided that she was committing suicide. Seeing his pale dead face and swollen eyes, he thought that Song Zihe must have seen it too.

"I..." She wanted to explain again, but thinking that she was not convincing in her current appearance, she hesitated for a while, looked at Song Zihe's fingers holding the steering wheel, and asked, "Why did you come?"

"If I don't come, maybe you are already dead." Song Zihe replied coldly without looking at her.

She bit her lip and had nothing to say.

The two of them went into the hospital silently without saying a word. Wen Xinai followed Song Zihe for various examinations, and after nothing happened, she silently followed him out.

She got in the car, but the car was not heading home. She looked wrong and said softly, "My house is not going this way."

"Who said to send you home?" Song Zihe looked straight ahead with a sullen face.

"Where is that going?"

"my home."

"Ah?" Wen Xinai opened her mouth wide, and it took her a long time to realize, and shouted, "I, I won't go to your house."

Song Zihe ignored her at all, went directly to the elevated, and said after a long time: "Wen Xin'ai, I will not allow what happened just now to happen again."

"I was really careless."

"I don't care if you're careless or not," he finally turned to look at her, and said harshly, "I just know that if this kind of carelessness happens again, I'll lose you." At that time, his so-called self-esteem , the so-called brooding over Du Ning's existence is not worth mentioning at all.

Seeing her mouth slightly opened in surprise, he suddenly smiled wryly, and said, "You don't know, Wen Xin'ai, you just showed up just now, and I was wandering around the house in dismay. I came to look for you, but in the end I came to your door like a fool, so you won, even if you care more about Du Ning, so what? You still control all my emotions," he looked at her with gloomy eyes, Even a little desperate, "So no matter you say you were careless, or you did it on purpose for someone, since I have come here like a fool, I will catch you to my side and never let you have such a thing happen again .”

His voice was not too high, and as he swayed in the silent carriage, Wen Xin'ai blinked vigorously to stop the moisture that was rushing out of his eye sockets.

Do you care more about Du Ning?Yes, she cared, cared like a family member, cared like a comrade-in-arms who shared weal and woe, but that was completely different from Song Zihe's caring, and it couldn't be confused at all. Everything is chasing after Song Zihe's footsteps, even saying Song Zihe, let's wander the world together, but now, why don't we have such courage?She was afraid of hurting others, she was afraid that her own existence would become a burden to others, she was afraid that Du Ning would suddenly rush over and shoot Song Zihe to death, and she was even more afraid that when Du Ning rushed out, he would be held down by the police, arrested and shot. , she was afraid of too many things, and she couldn't be desperate.

That day in the ward, she said that he liked Du Ning. She knew how serious it was to say this, and thought he would let it go, but she didn't expect it to make him miserable.

The car parked downstairs where Song Zihe lived, and Wen Xinai was dragged upstairs by him. After entering the house, Song Zihe called the nanny to buy vegetables and cook. He obviously didn't want to leave her alone at home, because he was afraid that he would As soon as he left, she disappeared again.

He turned on the TV and asked her to sit on the sofa to watch while he sat beside him.

The TV was turned on loudly, he gently massaged the sprained foot with his hands, his expression was a little tired, but he didn't speak to Wen Xin'ai, and Wen Xin'ai didn't make a sound, he sat down slightly closer to Song Zihe, and then stretched out his hand to move Put his feet on his own legs.

Song Zihe was startled, but didn't stop her, letting her slender fingers comfortably press the painful place. For a moment, he wanted to grab Wen Xin's beloved hand and hold it tightly, or smell the fragrance that was so close to her. He hugged her into his arms, but he didn't do anything, he just leaned on the sofa and stared at the TV. Even so, he felt satisfied.

It turns out that liking someone to such a degree that he would be terminally ill, he was almost restless before, and he couldn't even calm down to watch the TV, but what was on the TV at this time was just annoying TV shopping, but he I feel extremely at ease.

So what if she likes Du Ning?They are destined not to be together, so what if he grabs her and won't let her go?He suddenly thought selfishly, we must be together when watching TV, eating together, and sleeping beside him, even if she doesn't like him that much, so what?
Thinking like this, he finally stretched out his hand to embrace Wen Xinai, tilted his head and kissed the tattoo on her neck, feeling a little stiff, and it didn't matter what he was thinking just now, but at this moment, because of her slightly stiff body, she felt aroused again. Angrily, he hugged her tightly and raised his head to kiss her lips.

His lips were still as soft as in his memory. He kissed deeply, expecting that she would resist, so he put one hand against the back of her head, but she didn't. Let him kiss, he would never know that Wen Xinai even kicked her. He is reluctant to bite him once, she will only accept this kind of kiss, and she is reluctant to even turn her head to avoid it, but this kind of reluctance makes him feel that it is more like a compromise that he is powerless to resist, and makes him feel powerless for no reason .

So he let go instead, stared at the red lips in front of him, closed his eyes, and let Wen Xinai go.

It seems that it doesn't matter what he can't do.

The nanny finished the meal, and looked at the extra Wen Xin'ai in the room curiously. The owner of the house seemed to be in a bad mood these days, and now he is still stern, but he can clearly feel that the atmosphere in the room is not so dull up.

"Sir, do you want today's fish to be steamed or braised?" The owner of the house likes to eat steamed fish, but since there are guests today, the nanny asked wisely.

Song Zihe didn't answer, but looked at Wen Xin'ai. Wen Xin'ai was helping the nanny pick green onions. Before she could react, the nanny approached her in a fawning manner and asked, "Miss, do you want steamed or braised?"

Wen Xin'ai was stunned for a moment. She remembered that Song Zihe liked to eat steamed food, so she said, "It's ready."

The nanny cooked the meal and left, leaving two people sitting at the table to eat. Song Zihe brought fish and side dishes to Wen Xinai. Wen Xinai just ate with her head down. The two of them were too dull. Fortunately, the TV was on. , broadcast the news.

When Song Zihe was about to stand up to add food, Wen Xin'ai stood up and grabbed it, saying, "Your legs are inconvenient, I'll fill it for you." He went into the kitchen.

Song Zihe looked at her back, she was wearing a long sweater, and she was so thin that she was supposed to be the apple of her parents' eyes, but from the first time I saw her to now, she never seemed to be happy, The humble and insignificant want to grab some happiness, but everyone is indifferent, including himself.

That's why you think Du Ning is precious, right?

He stared blankly at her back until she turned around and came out of the kitchen, holding up a bowl and asking him softly, "Are these enough?"

In fact, he didn't look at the bowl at all, just nodded, took the bowl, touched his fingers, he stretched out his other hand to hold her, and pulled her closer to him, Wen Xinai passively took a few steps forward, puzzled look at him.

"Duning's matter, you know, no one can save him," he calmed down, tried to calm himself, and said to Wen Xin'ai seriously, "but if you insist on waiting for a result, I will wait with you , even if you say you like Du Ning, I will accompany you, don't treat me like an outsider, okay?" She did affect his mood, and he really wanted to protect his self-esteem in embarrassment, so That day she said that she liked Du Ning, so he would leave in anger, but when he saw her again, everything was just a journey, and there was a strong feeling that he just had to look at her and be with her, even if she liked Du Ning more.

"He has a gun." She said after a long silence.

"I know," he said.

"You don't know," Wen Xin'ai's lips trembled, "the fat man has been with him for so many years, for me, he didn't even blink when he pulled the trigger, killing him is as simple as pulling the trigger, so you can't stay with me."

Song Zihe's dim eyes lit up: "Are you afraid that he will kill me like a fat man?"

Wen Xinai lowered her head, without denying it, and said softly, "I don't know what else he will do. The only person in this world he won't hurt is me, so I can do it alone," said "the only one I am the one who won’t hurt.” Wen Xin’ai’s eyes turned hot, she pursed her lips, and held back before she continued, “I hope he escapes and is safe, but I know he won’t let go.” He drove me away alone, he must be watching me somewhere."

"Because I'm powerless? Last time he showed up, I was only beaten. This time he's carrying a gun and I'm probably dead, right?" Song Zihe held Wen Xinai's hand tightly, "You Are you afraid that he will hurt me?"

Wen Xinai nodded after a while.

(End of this chapter)