Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

Yuan Fan picked up a bottle of canned food on the tea table, and slowly unscrewed it.I have always felt conflicted about Yuan Fan eating canned food.Before I left, when I was with Yuan Fan in the mental hospital, I never thought of bringing him canned food.I probably heard from Lou Jingyang that Yuan Fan's eating canned food was a bit scary, and also a bit obscene.I was about to be laughed at by Lou Jingyang at that time, thinking that if this person is not serious, he would think that others are also not serious.

But after hearing that he likes to eat canned food, I occasionally bring some to Yuan Fan.Yuan Fan should have some cleanliness.Before he ate canned food, even if the wound on his abdomen had not been completely healed, he would get up and wash his hands seriously.That kind of earnestness is actually a bit morbid, the pale face has no expression at all, the dark and empty eyes are like stagnant water, looking down at his hands, slowly cleaning each of his fingers and every piece of paper under the water flow. nail.

That kind of serious feeling is actually creepy in many cases. Every time I see Yuan Fan like this, I will see hallucinations in a trance.The pretty young man's face was covered in blood splatters, and he smiled arrogantly indifferently.With a lot of interest, he wiped the blood-stained dagger that was barely cleaned.Then, like a demon, he carefully cleaned the fingers and nails that were covered in blood and broken flesh.

After cleaning up, Yuan Fan will start eating canned food.He ate with his hands and never ate only canned cherry jam.Sticky and bloody.

Even so, he is elegant and beautiful.

Now he unscrewed the can, looked at the bottle with dark eyes, and stood up to wash his hands after a long time.My mother glanced at Yuan Fan's back curiously, then turned her head and asked me, "Didn't you wash your hands after eating? There are spoons and forks here, why are you washing your hands again?"

I suddenly didn't know what to do. Of course, my parents' aesthetics were different from mine.When I looked at Yuan Fan, I felt that he was in a feast of blood, an elegant devil, but in the eyes of his parents, he would most likely become a sinister and cruel evil spirit.But I don't want to stop Yuan Fan.

After such a conflict for a while, Yuan Fan came back after washing his hands, with a handsome smile on his face, and slowly started to eat canned food.My parents froze for a moment, but to my surprise, they didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and they even started to put on a loving smile.They actually think this Yuan Fan is very childish and very cute.

I didn't understand it at the time, but I didn't know it until a long time later.Why there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people is not to say how big a person's brain is or how strong their understanding is, but to see what you have experienced.Those experiences ferment over time and eventually become the tentacles of your thinking, just like the so-called mindset.You have experienced suffering, then you will try to figure it out in terms of cruelty.If you have experienced happiness, you will try to figure it out from a warm perspective.

But what you can really experience the ultimate is not what you have experienced, but how much you understand.

Just like me, although I haven't experienced anything too bloody, I know Yuan Fan well enough.For the past four years, I've been the only one in his world, and when this kid fixed his dark, stagnant eyes on me, I began to sink into his world, knowing that in every whirlpool, yes How to tear and disintegrate.

Yuan Fan, who finished eating the canned food, took care of his hygiene issues, came to me, sat down next to me, but turned around and suddenly hugged me in his arms.Then I saw his white teeth bared, like, a predator is going to hunt.