I miss you

In a blink of an eye, it was cold December.

Lin Zhushui still showed no signs of returning home.Zhou Jiayu quietly went to look through the blood in the special blood freezer, and found that there were a few more bags inside, but he didn't know when Lin Zhushui sent it back.

The blood revealed a deep red color, and it was packed in a transparent bag, exuding a icy breath, and there was no trace of the scorching feeling when it entered.

Zhou Jiayu slowly took out a bag, held it in his hand, and said to Ji Ba with a wry smile that he felt like a monster parasitic on Lin Zhushui's body, sucking Lin Zhushui's blood and vitality.

Ji Ba advised Zhou Jiayu not to think too much, saying that the amount of blood was not too large, so it should be no problem for Lin Zhushui.

Zhou Jiayu said, "Then it won't be a problem if you continue to draw blood like this?"

Ji Ba fell into silence. It has been squatting on the tortoise's shell for a while and didn't move much. At this time, it inserted its bright yellow beak into the feather on its right side, as if it had encountered a dangerous ostrich and could only run away instead of giving Zhou Jiayu a hand. An answer he wanted.

Zhou Jiayu sighed, put the blood back, turned and left.

At night, Zhou Jiayu found Shen Musi and said that he wanted to talk to him.Shen Musi nodded in agreement, so the two went to the window sill.

It was snowing heavily outside, the visibility was extremely low, and the icy cold wind felt a stinging feeling on the face.Shen Musi was worried that Zhou Jiayu would be cold, so he proposed to talk in the room, but Zhou Jiayu refused.

"Let's just go outside." Zhou Jiayu said, "I'm afraid I'll be sleepy when I enter the house." He has been getting more and more tired recently, sleeping more than ten hours a day but still feeling exhausted.

"Okay." Shen Musi could only agree.

Both of them lit a cigarette and began to smoke slowly. Zhou Jiayu said, "Sir, is this the first time you have sent blood back?"

Shen Musi took a puff of smoke: "It's just the first time, don't think too much, Mr. has a sense of proportion."

In this room, Shen Musi, as a senior brother, has always been more reliable, in the absence of Lin Jue.Zhou Jiayu guessed that Lin Zhushui would definitely entrust him with these things, and seeing Shen Musi's reaction now, Zhou Jiayu was obviously right.

"How much blood did those bags contain?" Zhou Jiayu asked.

"I don't know." Shen Musi looked away, "Not many... Zhou Jiayu..." He seemed to want to persuade Zhou Jiayu not to worry, but when he saw Zhou Jiayu's eyes, he was perfunctory The words can't come out.

Zhou Jiayu's eyes have always been calm and gentle. Even when he first came here, he never showed pessimism when faced with the malice of a room full of people.But at this moment, those eyes were full of sadness, like Shengchun destroyed by the cold winter, making it impossible for people to say something to deceive him.

"Shen Musi, I'm not a fool." Zhou Jiayu's hand holding the cigarette was trembling, "Can you stop fooling me like a child?"

Shen Musi stretched out his hand to wipe his face, he didn't know what to say, there were some things he couldn't tell Zhou Jiayu, this was Lin Zhushui's order, even if it hurt Zhou Jiayu's heart, he could only do this Do.

"When will sir come back?" Zhou Jiayu said, "I want to see him, just a glance."

Shen Musi gritted his teeth, turned sideways, his eyes no longer made contact with Zhou Jiayu, he lowered his voice, as if he was deliberately controlling some kind of emotions that were about to get out of control: "Zhou Jiayu, trust me once."

Knowing that Shen Musi wouldn't say anything more, Zhou Jiayu was a little disappointed, with a little daze in his eyes, thanked Shen Musi, put out the cigarette, and turned back to the house.

Shen Musi looked at his back and hesitated to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything, stretched out his hand and punched the wall heavily.

Because Zhou Jiayu was afraid of the cold, the heating was turned on very early in the room, and the walls and floor were hot. Normal people might feel hot in the room wearing short sleeves, but Zhou Jiayu still wrapped his down jacket and sat The side of the bed shivered from the cold in his body.

Xiaozhi was by Zhou Jiayu's side, looked at him worriedly, and asked him, Dad, are you cold, and Xiaozhi bring you milk, okay?

Zhou Jiayu patted its head and said no, Dad doesn't want to drink milk.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door, Zhou Jiayu said please come in, and saw Shen Yiqiong carefully poked his head in and said, Canner, are you hungry, I'll warm it up for you a glass of milk.

Zhou Jiayu's lips trembled, but he remained silent.

Shen Yiqiong squeezed in through the crack of the door, holding a cup of steaming milk in his hand, and said, "Drink some, pot, I just warmed it up for you..."

Zhou Jiayu looked at Shen Yiqiong, but Heizai, who was normally carefree, slowly looked away at this moment. He seemed afraid to meet Zhou Jiayu's gaze, and murmured softly, "I didn't release anything, really. of."

How could Zhou Jiayu believe him, how could he not understand the meaning of milk, or in this room, as long as the liquid was served to him, there was something else in it - Lin Zhushui's blood.

"I see." Zhou Jiayu said, "Just put it there."

Shen Yiqiong walked over slowly and put the milk on Zhou Jiayu's bedside. He seemed to be afraid that Zhou Jiayu would not drink it, so he repeatedly told him a few words before leaving again.

After Shen Yiqiong left, Zhou Jiayu sat by the bed for a long time, the room was very quiet, only the sound of snowflakes falling could be heard.In fact, if it wasn't for physical problems, Zhou Jiayu didn't really hate winter. He looked through the window at the dark outside and the bright moon hanging in the sky.

Everything is silent, making people feel that the whole world will fall into a long sleep in the next moment.

Zhou Jiayu's body felt tired and drowsy. He stood up, walked to the bed, and picked up the glass of milk.

The milk had indeed been heated, and it still had a warm temperature. It was very comfortable to hold in the palm of your hand. Zhou Jiayu stared at the transparent glass, looking at the white liquid, showing a painful expression.

He didn't want to drink anymore, every time he took a sip, he felt like he was sucking the life of Lin Zhushui.

"Jiba, I don't want to do this anymore." Zhou Jiayu said to the little bird in his mind, "I don't want to drink anymore..."

"But are you going to waste Lin Zhushui's so much blood?" Ji Ba said, "Are you going to dump them? Or watch them go bad? Lin Zhushui doesn't have that much blood for you to waste..."

What Ji Ba said was the truth, but sometimes the truth is the most painful words.

In the end, Zhou Jiayu still raised the glass stiffly, put the rim of the glass to his lips, and poured it down mouthful. He swallowed heavily, not daring to stop for fear that if he stopped, he would swallow the glass. Vomit out all the liquid you just swallowed.

The iron smell of blood hidden in the milk gave Zhou Jiayu a feeling of dizziness. He poured the milk into his mouth with all his strength, and he didn't stop until the glass reached the bottom.

"Hmm..." An uncontrollable nausea began to surge up, Zhou Jiayu tightly covered his mouth, forcing himself to calm down the feeling.

This move consumed a lot of his strength, and he began to feel an indescribable exhaustion, his body slowly limp and fell on the bed, and his eyes also showed a dull light.

A warm heat surged up in his body, driving away the chill that was tormenting Zhou Jiayu's body. This should have been a very comfortable feeling, but Zhou Jiayu looked at the ceiling and thought numbly, he didn't want to drink anymore, he didn't want to drink anymore. drank...

The next day, it was still snowing heavily.

The breakfast is very rich, steamed buns porridge, bread, eggs, milk, everything you expect.Of course, it wasn't made by the people in the house, but Shen Yiqiong and the others ordered takeaway, probably because they were worried about Zhou Jiayu's poor appetite. Their daily food was very rich, and they were all Zhou Jiayu's favorite dishes.

Zhou Jiayu didn't go downstairs until after ten o'clock. He was wearing a thick black down jacket, which made his face pale, but within a month or two, he had lost almost a whole circle of weight. His face is even more lovable.If Lin Zhushui saw him like this, he would feel very distressed.

If it was last year and Lin Zhushui was not at home, everyone should have set up the mahjong table and started playing mahjong.But this year's atmosphere is heavy, and even Shen Yiqiong's words are much less.

After Zhou Jiayu finished his breakfast, he sat on the sofa and brushed the weasel's fur for a while.

Shen Yiqiong was chatting with him next to him, saying, did you know that Xu Ruwang was tossed about by his master again.

Zhou Jiayu asked him what happened?

Shen Yiqiong said: "Oh, his master saw the vest of the dead girl on his website, and the people on that website called him a goddess. It's okay to be seen, so his master scolded him." , Said look at you, then look at him—”

Zhou Jiayu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said to see what happened to me.

Shen Yiqiong said proudly: "You are much better than Xu Ruwang, you are in a relationship with your husband, Xu Ruwang has the ability to also fall in love with his master."

Zhou Jiayu thought for a while about the picture of Xu Ruhuang with shaved head and gold chain and Xu Jian with strong body together, and felt that it was too eye-catching, so he should stop thinking about it.

Then Shen Yiqiong talked about some previous news, and asked Zhou Jiayu if he still remembered the newcomer surnamed Lu who made trouble at the doll level in the competition.

Zhou Jiayu thought for a while before remembering, and said he remembered, what's wrong.

"He also found Master and began to show Fengshui to others." Shen Yiqiong said, "Tsk tsk tsk, but the technique is not very good, and almost had an accident. It seems that he met the Lin family..."

Zhou Jiayu listened, and fell asleep again. When he woke up again, it was already afternoon. He was lying on the sofa in the living room, covered with a thick quilt, and the room was empty.

Zhou Jiayu sat blankly for a while, recalling what Shen Yiqiong said just now, but suddenly remembered something.After getting dressed, he hurried to Lin Zhushui's residence, and then entered the study.

Lin Zhushui's study room was very clean, with several neat rows of bookcases standing next to it, and some beautiful porcelain in the corner.Seeing the porcelain, Zhou Jiayu laughed. He remembered that when Lin Zhushui had an accident, he smashed a piece of blue and white porcelain to cut his wrist, and he didn't know how far the porcelain had been restored... …

Zhou Jiayu glanced at his wrist, there were still shallow marks on it from that time.But he didn't come here to do this, he opened Lin Zhushui's bookcase and began to rummage through it.

After a while, what he wanted was found. Two beautiful wooden boxes over one meter long were placed in the corner of the bookcase. Zhou Jiayu reached out and took out one of the wooden boxes. After opening it, he saw a A doll just like myself.

This doll was a gift from Xiaodou to Zhou Jiayu at that time, and it was almost exactly the same as Zhou Jiayu. The place where he lived was not easy to preserve, so he kept it at Lin Zhushui's side for maintenance.

Zhou Jiayu touched the doll's face, then cast his eyes on another box.

This box is new, he has never seen it before, but judging by the size, it looks like another doll.

Zhou Jiayu hesitated for a while, but reached out and took out the box as well.He opened the box lightly, and when he saw what was inside, he gasped for breath.

Inside the box was a doll that was exactly the same as Lin Zhushui, with the same clothes, hairstyle, and even demeanor as Lin Zhushui, just like a shrunken Lin Zhushui.

Zhou Jiayu's eyes revealed surprise, and he reached out and gently stroked the doll's face.

"It seems." Zhou Jiayu whispered, "It's exactly the same as Mister."

Ji Ba said: "Wow, this is just a doll, what are you going to do to him?"

Zhou Jiayu: "...you seem to have reminded me of something." Although he felt a little embarrassed, but after all, there was no one in the room, so Zhou Jiayu shamelessly untied the doll's clothes, wanting to take a look The structure of the clothes.The small buttons were unbuttoned one by one, revealing the white simulated skin. Zhou Jiayu's ears started to turn red again. He pretended to be calm and took off the doll's pants, "Oh...it's flat."

Jiba: "...what are you expecting?"

Zhou Jiayu said, "I'm not, I'm not!"

He was about to put on the doll's clothes, but he noticed that there seemed to be something stuffed in the doll's trouser pocket. Zhou Jiayu reached out and took out a neatly stacked... kraft paper.

The moment Zhou Jiayu saw the kraft paper, Zhou Jiayu's expression froze.

The texture of this kraft paper was so familiar to Zhou Jiayu, it was almost the same as the one that Xu Jinghuo sent him and Jiang Zhu tore up.Deep in his heart, Zhou Jiayu still had a little bit of hope, but after unfolding the kraft paper completely, his hope came to nothing.

The kraft paper was still the size of a normal notebook, and a pattern resembling a golden crow appeared in the upper right corner. Zhou Jiayu stared at the kraft paper in a daze, not knowing what to do for a while.

Why does Lin Zhushui also have this piece of paper, but he never told himself, and the pattern of the Golden Crow also appeared on the kraft paper, does this mean... Lin Zhushui has seen the future of the person he cares about the most?

Zhou Jiayu grabbed the kraft paper and felt his body start to feel cold again. He said, "Jiba, sir... when did you get this thing?"

Jiba can only answer that he doesn't know.

Zhou Jiayu did remember that before going to Jiang Zhu's side, Lin Zhushui disappeared for a while. At that time, he simply thought that Lin Zhushui had left because of a personal matter. Now that he thinks about it...these departures all hinted at some kind of Zhou Jiayu didn't dare to think about the answer.

Zhou Jiayu sat in the room for a long time, and finally took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

The call was not connected, and the mechanical service tone told Zhou Jiayu that the number you dialed was not in the service area.

Zhou Jiayu hung up the phone, put the dolls' clothes back into the box, and returned the two dolls to their original positions.When he returned to the small building, Shen Yiqiong and the others had just come back, carrying a lot of fresh ingredients in their hands, and happily told Zhou Jiayu that they had invited a chef over tonight, so they didn't need to order takeout anymore, they could eat more delicious food Taste the meals.

They all looked cautiously at Zhou Jiayu, as if they were looking at a fragile vase.Zhou Jiayu was a little helpless, and wanted to say that although he was weak now, he was not a glass vase, so he didn't need to be so careful with him.

"What's the matter, Guan'er." Shen Yiqiong looked at Zhou Jiayu worriedly, "Are you not feeling well?"

Zhou Jiayu thought about it and nodded.

Shen Yiqiong said nervously, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Jiayu said: "You stand in front of me and suck the light away, I think the light is a bit dark."

Shen Yiqiong: "... Fuck." He put the bag away, and scolded that I quit, Zhou Jiayu, you bastard, don't care about other people's feelings at all.

Zhou Jiayu said oh then I'm sorry, do you want to give you a hug, lift you high and give you a kiss.

Shen Yiqiong said that you are fucking capable.

Zhou Jiayu Xiaozhi called out: "Xiaozhi, go lift your brother up."

Xiaozhi rushed over immediately, and lifted him up amidst Shen Yiqiong's screams. After lifting him, Shen Yiqiong came back and said, "Zhou Jiayu is not right, why am I Xiaozhi?" Brother, you are his father and I am his brother, so aren't you mine..."

Zhou Jiayu said ruthlessly, "I don't have a son as dark as you."

Shen Yiqiong: "..."

The two talked and laughed, and the atmosphere in the room became lively again. Zhou Jiayu breathed a sigh of relief, and silently tightened the kraft paper in his pocket.

In the evening, after dinner, Zhou Jiayu called Lin Zhushui a few more times, but the user was not on the server, and he didn't know where Lin Zhushui went.

Zhou Jiayu spread out that piece of kraft paper on the table and carefully compared it with his own, and confirmed that the two pieces of paper were indeed torn from the same place, the texture and color and the golden crow pattern in the upper right corner All exactly the same.

So what exactly did Lin Zhushui see?Zhou Jiayu was full of doubts, but vaguely had an answer to this question.

Lin Zhushui couldn't be contacted for several days, just when Zhou Jiayu was about to give up, one evening, Lin Zhushui finally called Zhou Jiayu back.

"Jiayu." On the phone, Lin Zhushui called Zhou Jiayu's name, his voice was still light and gentle, making Zhou Jiayu involuntarily began to miss his appearance again.

"Sir." Zhou Jiayu said, "Where are you? Why can't I contact you..."

"I went to the mountain a few days ago." Lin Zhushui's words were very concise, "There is no signal on the phone." He said again, "What's the matter, what happened?"

Zhou Jiayu was supposed to ask Lin Zhushui about the kraft paper, but when the call was connected, he didn't know how to speak.So Zhou Jiayu babbled about his daily life for a long time, complaining that Shen Yiqiong taught Xiaozhi every day, and that Xiaozhi would be troubled by him sooner or later without a wife.

As Lin Zhushui listened, he actually laughed. Although he didn't laugh out loud, the smile in his words was still very obvious. He suddenly asked, "Did you drink milk properly recently?"

Zhou Jiayu's expression froze for a moment, and he tightened his grip on the phone: "Sir..."

"Huh?" Lin Zhushui asked.

Zhou Jiayu finally plucked up his courage, and he said slowly, "I don't want...to drink your blood again."

The smile in Lin Zhushui's words dissipated, and a very subtle silence fell between the two of them.An indescribable panic rose in Zhou Jiayu's heart, he covered his face, a little helpless: "I really don't want to drink anymore, sir..."

"Be patient a little longer, okay?" After a long silence, Lin Zhushui opened his mouth softly, and said, "It should be over soon, Jiayu, just be patient a little longer."

Zhou Jiayu listened to Lin Zhushui's tone of coaxing a child, but he thought of the piercing pinhole on Lin Zhushui's arm. He felt dizzy for a while, and the scene in front of him became extremely distorted. Reluctantly slowing down: "Sir... How long is it?"

Lin Zhushui said, "Wait until spring..."

Zhou Jiayu despaired, "But even if I make it to spring, you won't be able to."

Lin Zhushui said: "Jiayu, don't worry, I have other ways."

Zhou Jiayu said, "What method? You tell me."

Lin Zhushui said: "I can transfuse blood."

Zhou Jiayu has always trusted Lin Zhushui, no matter what he says, he regards it as the truth.But the first time he heard Lin Zhushui's words, Zhou Jiayu felt that Lin Zhushui was lying.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Lin Zhushui said slowly, "I'll be back when this matter is settled."

Zhou Jiayu didn't believe it, but he couldn't say anything to refute it. For the first time, he felt that he was a useless burden. Without him, Lin Zhushui wouldn't have shed so much blood, and he wouldn't be alone in danger, life and death unknown.

"Is it dangerous there?" Zhou Jiayu asked again.

"A little bit." Lin Zhushui replied.

"The Chinese New Year will be next month, will you come back then, sir?" Zhou Jiayu asked the last question.

Lin Zhushui sighed softly and said that he would try to come back.

Zhou Jiayu leaned against the wall, looked at the snowflakes falling outside the window, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Although Lin Zhushui said that he would come back, Zhou Jiayu still couldn't see him when the customs was approaching. This time, Lin Zhushui's mobile phone lost contact again. He was also not in the service area, so he probably went there again. What an extremely remote place.

A few days before the new year, the family put up window grilles and hung lanterns as usual, and bought a lot of new year's goods.

But the people who should come back still haven't been able to come back.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhou Jiayu, who was sitting in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala with everyone, but fell asleep on the sofa, had the dream again. In the dream, Lin Zhushui was standing in the flames , the body was ignited bit by bit, and finally turned into black ashes.Zhou Jiayu kept running towards him, black ashes splashed on his face and body, carrying Lin Zhushui's unique scent of sandalwood.

Zhou Jiayu was woken up by Jiba, and finally broke free from the nightmare. It was midnight and everything was quiet, Zhou Jiayu heard his cell phone ringing.

He thought it was Lin Zhushui's call, excitedly pulled out his phone, and answered it directly.

"Hello, is that sir?" Zhou Jiayu said.

However, another man's voice came from the other end of the phone. Zhou Jiayu was very familiar with this voice and had heard it several times.

Meng Yangtian said, "Zhou Jiayu, your husband is dying."

Zhou Jiayu was stunned.

Meng Yangtian said: "Do you want to save him?" He laughed, "Of course, it is in exchange for your life."