Jonson's Diary

They had quarreled many times and neither of them would back down.

Arguing all day over whether to buy chocolate or vanilla ice cream, no one cares about the other; over whether the cup should be placed on the coffee table or in the cabinet for a long time, until one day Qiao Song put the cup in the kitchen disinfection cabinet, the two exchanged ideas. compromise;

Playing games is also noisy, Xue Lin complains that Qiao Song can't even get out of a garbage maze, and Qiao Song is very disgusted that Xue Lin always gives away people's heads, which is useless at all;

Even eating can be noisy, complaining that the other party put too much salt in the dish or the meat was cut too big, or complaining that the other party deliberately ordered something that you hate when ordering takeaway.

The sky was foggy, dark clouds covered the sky, the thin sunlight was still struggling, and when it broke through a little gap in the clouds, it hurried out, fearing that it would never turn over, it seemed that it was going to rain, and the hot sun shone through, hesitantly , disturbing.

The air conditioner in the room was turned on very low, sixteen degrees Celsius, but he still seemed to be infected by the ghostly weather.

Waves of anxiety in his heart were like tides. When he tried his best to suppress his emotions, the next wave came again.

Xue Lin was lying on the sofa, covered with a blanket. Qiao Song said more than once that the two of them were wasting resources. electricity bill.

His throat was dry and sore, and he drank a big mouthful of cold water, Xue Lin tried to speak, but as expected, the tearing sensation in his throat made Xue Lin shut up in time.

Standing up to wash the cup, Xue Lin felt a tingling sensation in her arm, and Xue Lin touched the bandage, lowering her eyes.

Xue Lin returned to the living room, and Xiao Song was lying on the sofa, biting Xue Lin's blanket. The Labrador at this age is always full of energy, and the amount of exercise that walks the dog in the community every day does not seem to satisfy it.

Before Xue Lin had a dog, he really hoped to have a golden retriever or Erha, but he didn't know until Xiaosong came. Keeping a dog is such a troublesome thing.

When you go out, you need to be taken care of by a pet shop. You need to check, trim, and clean it regularly. You must pay attention to the amount of exercise it needs. Occasionally, you have to clean up the toilet. It may bark all night at night, making it difficult to fall asleep.

Taking on a life is never easy.

Adopt casually, throw away when tired or bored, irresponsible behavior, Xue Rin thought while saving the blanket from Xiaosong's mouth.

Xue Lin is not very happy to see Xiaosong, because he always thinks of Qiao Song.With Qiao Song's attitude of taking care of himself so rough, what kind of mood does he take care of Xiao Song?

The blanket was bought by Qiao Song a long time ago. He bought it in pink on purpose and said that it suits him well.

The rain did eventually fall, caught off guard, a downpour with no buffer.

Xue Rin used to hate guys who talk about themselves in the name of 'being good for others', such as Qiao Song.

He had noticed before that Qiao Song alienated him, wanting to separate himself from Xue Rin's life, and then embark on the road of death alone.

How could he have let this happen?

The anger, bitterness, and intense panic that I felt at first, why do you make a decision about me alone without asking my opinion?

Then, what is the difference between what he is doing now and Qiao Song?Xue Rin looked at the thick bandage on his hand and thought, didn't he think he was good to Qiao Song and left him?Is this an injury in the name of love?

Is he doing something wrong?

Qiao Song was in a very unstable mood, pulling his hair hard, so hard that people doubted that he would tear off his scalp in the next second, Qiao Song seemed to be screaming, but there was no sound, he seemed to be in pain, and his hands were unconscious The ground twitched, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely.

Xue Lin went to pull his hand, Qiao Song grabbed him with his backhand, and squeezed Xue Lin's wrist with all his strength.

He was in pain, holding Xue Rin's hand lightly, and he could break free with a little movement. Xue Rin realized the true meaning of powerlessness at this time.

Xue Lin reached out and hugged Qiao Song. Would it make him feel better?Or will it be more uncomfortable?

What kind of person is Qiao Song?He was able to pour alcohol on his wound without changing his face, and ran 500 meters without saying a word during the stomach pain. Xue Lin once thought that Qiao Song had lost his pain nerve.

Xue Lin felt sad, he could only watch helplessly, Qiao Song's numb and indifferent expression, in how many nights, in places he didn't know, how many times did Qiao Song suffer before he became numb?

Xue Rin remembered the last time he followed Qiao Song secretly. Qiao Song was sitting on the flower bed, seemingly in a daze. Was he also in pain at that time?In the end, he curled up stiffly in the alley, could he not bear it anymore?

Qiao Song refuses to let Xue Lin know his pain.

Well, Xue Rin thought, that’s right, I don’t know anything, so just do whatever you want, stay by my side or leave as you please, as long as you are in the same world with me, I don’t care.

Xue Lin carefully touched Qiao Song's hair. Qiao Song broke free, picked up the utility knife that fell on the ground, and stabbed hard at his wrist. Finally, the knife scratched Xue Lin who stopped him.

Xue Lin went to bandage the wound in silence, the incision was not deep, and Qiao Song's unfocused eyes suddenly lit up, replaced by guilt, self-blame and —— self-loathing

Xue Lin wanted to keep him, but in the end he just watched Qiao Song leave.

Xue Lin suddenly understood Qiao Song a little bit. Sometimes it is really painful to be alive.

The world always likes to play tricks on them.