Prisoner's Dilemma

The two traveled by plane and ship, and finally arrived at an island by a speedboat.The size of the island is small, adjacent to a large island, like emeralds left on a necklace.The island is quiet and quiet, only the waves are beating on the beach, and the birds are singing among the trees, like a place outside the prescription.

The warm wind carried the smell of the sea, and the sand grains were white and delicate. Jiang Chen looked at the seaside, and in the dense forest, the pointed roof loomed.

Ding Muyan unhurriedly took out the sunglasses from his backpack: "Follow me."

Jiang Chen had a question mark on his forehead, but he didn't ask. If he knew, he would ask in vain. He followed Ding Muyan obediently.

Obviously, Ding Muyan is familiar with this road. The stone steps spliced ​​out of rocks meander in the forest, carefully planted flowers are clustered on the side of the road, passing through a broad-leaved forest, and a small white building sits in front of him.The half-old walls are stained with faint traces of rain, and the bright roses are wrapped around the fence, and the ivy climbs to the base of the wall, and being in it makes people calm down involuntarily.A tanned middle-aged woman stood in front of the door. She waved to Ding Muyan, then lowered her head to clean the steps.

"Do you know where this is?" Ding Muyan pointed to Xiaobailou with his sunglasses.

Jiang Chen was silent, with a solemn expression.To be exact, he was not completely confused about the trip, he speculated many times about Ding Muyan's purpose along the way, and could vaguely guess the final destination.It's just that he didn't cry when he saw the coffin, and he didn't want to believe it until the last moment. When he stood in front of Xiaobailou, he understood everything.

"Nursing home." Jiang Chen finally recovered his voice.

The "nursing home" on the phone, the place where Han Shaojun stayed, recorded the six months when he disappeared.

If it was just an ordinary nursing home, why did Ding Muyan travel all the way to bring him here?Inexplicably, Jiang Chen's heart was so congested that he even had difficulty breathing. Why on earth did Han Shaojun live in this isolated place for half a year? What is he recuperating?I dare not think, dare not guess, even just standing in front of the door, I feel suffocated.

Ding Muyan didn't answer directly, but just tilted his head: "Go in and have a look."

Xiaobailou is not so much a "nursing home" as it is an island villa, without any trace of medical equipment, the house is cleaned cleanly and free from dust, the flowers that were just cut early in the morning are placed in the vase, and the delicate petals are covered with flowers. There is still dew, and there is no one else except a cleaner, so it is a little deserted, but it does not prevent people from enjoying her tranquility and nature.

Walking through the small building to the backyard, it is a garden full of idyllic fun, with a row of palm trees sheltering from the scorching sun.The altitude of the small building is slightly higher, standing in the backyard just enough to overlook the sea, the sea breeze blows their hair and blows waves of green waves.

"You should know that Shaojun has lived here for half a year." Sunglasses covered most of Ding Muyan's face, and his already expressionless expression became even more dull.

Jiang Chen supported the palm tree and looked into the distance, a small boat with white sails was floating on the blue sea: "What's wrong with you?"

"Mental Disorders Due to Traumatic Brain Injury."

Jiang Chen's lips trembled, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Ding Muyan glanced at him, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his lips, and said in mean words: "It's mental illness."

Jiang Chen's cheek muscles twitched, and he swung his fist up: "What the hell are you talking about!"

The heavy punch made Ding Muyan's eyes shine. He staggered a step, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and licked the gums hit by the fist with the tip of his tongue. The sarcasm on his face deepened: "Selfish."

Jiang Chen's expression was frantic in an instant, he was eager to cover up his guilt with anger: "Shut up!"

"Don't pretend to be confused by pretending to understand! I won't give you a list of one, two, three, and you still want to pretend that you don't know how deeply you hurt the Shaojun." Ding Muyan wiped off the blood stains on his shirt with a frosty air Approaching Jiang Chen, the always ruthless Jiang Chen was shocked by him, subconsciously took a step back.

"Do you think it was just a small car accident? His father died suddenly, he lost an arm, and his brain was severely injured, so that his mental state was extremely unstable for the next six months. That's right, the culprit was Sun Han, but Do you think you can escape? Aren’t you a proper accomplice? Three years have passed, I thought he had learned his lesson, but I didn’t expect him to still miss you. Shaojun is affectionate, but what about you? Let an outsider harm him once. You have seen his current misery, can you bear it? Is your heart made of stone?" Ding Muyan's tone was very calm, but every word was like a knife on Jiang Chen's body Scoop out a piece of meat.

If it is said that Sun Han's treatment of Han Shaojun was a conspiracy of real swords and guns, then Jiang Chen's treatment of Han Shaojun was a close hug followed by a cold stabbing, which directly stabbed people's hearts.

"Stop talking." Jiang Chen covered his eyes with his palms, as if he couldn't stand the direct sunlight.

"When he got sick, it was like a different person. He didn't sleep, and his mind was thinking of revenge. At that time, I was worried every day whether he would rush to Zheng's house with a knife and chop people. He is so good-tempered. He smashed his things to pieces and didn't allow anyone to clean them up, sitting in a pile of rubbish all day thinking about avenging his father." Recalling the past, Ding Muyan felt sorry for his friend.

The weather was obviously hot, but Jiang Chen was shivering from the cold, and there were bursts of cold sweat oozing from his back.

"He didn't want people to know about his illness, especially his family members, so he found this place. This villa was originally used by a wealthy businessman to provide for the elderly. After his death, his children had no ability. Shao Jun saw the environment is good, so he bought it to recuperate. Please Several doctors and nurses have spent half a year in isolation. Every time I come here, I see him sitting here looking at the sea, and I don’t know what he is thinking.”

"Why didn't he tell me?"

Ding Muyan sneered: "What do you want him to tell you? Is he mentally ill?"

Jiang Chen seemed to have been hit by a sap, and couldn't recover for a long time.Such a proud person, let him admit that he has a mental illness, and has to avoid people's eyes and ears for closed treatment, living on an isolated island like a prisoner, Jiang Chen can't imagine how Han Shaojun survived those days.

"He should have told me...he should have told me..." Jiang Chen muttered to himself.

"Tell you and you will change? You have never thought about Shaojun, you only think about yourself, you only want to take advantage of Shaojun, let him make you happy, and circle around you."

"Stop talking." Jiang Chen was sweating profusely.

"You don't like Shaojun, what you like is that he likes you."

"Stop talking, did you hear me!" Jiang Chen yelled loudly, shook his body, and squatted on the ground with his head in his arms.

He just realized how deeply he hurt Han Shaojun. He thought it was just a prank, he thought he was just reminding him casually. The damage was far greater than that of Sun Han.A person can withstand the attack from the enemy, but cannot accept the betrayal from the close ones.Jiang Chen regarded himself as a lover, so instead of being able to protect him, he was even more cruel than an enemy, which is really ridiculous.

"I didn't mean it, I didn't want to hurt him." Jiang Chen kept shaking his head, like a child who made a mistake and was at a loss.

Ding Muyan looked down at Jiang Chen who was squatting under the tree indifferently. He is a person with an indifferent personality, and he has always been too lazy to get involved with other people's feelings, but he couldn't bear to see Han Shaojun sinking into the quagmire. .

The ringtone of the mobile phone broke the dull atmosphere. Ding Muyan answered the phone wordlessly, answered "Got it" for a long time, then turned and left.

"Where are you going!" Jiang Chen stood up abruptly, almost falling top-heavy.

Ding Muyan glanced sideways, and said like alms: "Shaojun is sick again."

The two dared not delay their journey back immediately.

Across the door, Chen Weining was so anxious that he almost cried: "Boss Han only slept for half an hour from yesterday to today, and he didn't eat a few bites of food. I'm really worried that his body will collapse!"

Ding Muyan pushed open a crack in the door and saw Han Shaojun working at his desk, at least on the surface, he didn't seem to have any abnormalities.

"Didn't disturb your work?" Ding Muyan pushed the door open.

"Why are you here?" Han Shaojun raised his head from the pile of papers, showing a gentle smile.The smile was the same as usual, with gentle elegance and approachable enthusiasm, but paired with his exhausted and almost haggard face, there was an indescribable weirdness.Ding Muyan mistakenly thought that what he saw was not a person, but a soap bubble with magnificent colors. Beauty is beauty, and it will be wiped out at the slightest touch.

"I just finished an operation, so I stopped by to visit you." Ding Muyan lied without changing his face, pulled out a chair and sat opposite him.

"Why don't you go home and rest quickly? I can't stand you looking at me like you're looking at human organs." Han Shaojun joked as usual, and there was no abnormality at all, but the more so, the more abrupt it became.

Ding Muyan smiled slightly, but did not answer his topic.

Chen Weining entered the office cautiously, and handed him a glass of warm water and a small box of divided pills.

"What do you want me to eat?" Han Shaojun lowered his face.

"Vitamin tablets." Chen Weining glanced at Ding Muyan.This was Ding Muyan's order, asking him to bring the medicine, saying it was vitamin tablets, but Chen Weining was in awe of Han Shaojun, so he dared not lie to him with words, he felt guilty with just a few words.

Han Shaojun turned his face without warning, grabbed the medicine box and threw it at Chen Weining: "Do you think I'm a fool? Even you are riding on my head! You have eaten the gall of a leopard!"

The medicine box hit Chen Weining's forehead, he shrank in pain, but he didn't dare to touch it, so he could only peek at Ding Muyan tremblingly.

"You are sick." Ding Muyan said without a trace of emotion.

"What's wrong with me! I'm fine!" Han Shaojun widened his red eyes.

"Your spirits are constantly high, which is not a good thing, you need to eat something and get a good night's sleep."

"I'm fine! Don't talk nonsense!" Han Shaojun said with a stern face, "I'm not hungry or sleepy! Besides, I don't have time to rest now, I'm too busy! Sun expects me to die every day! Impossible, he can't even think about it! I can figure out a way to solve the problem right away!"

"That can't be sleepless."

"Don't you treat me like a sick man! I feel great! I'm not hungry, I'm not sleepy! I'm busy, I don't have time to rest! He can't kill me! I'll kill him one day!"

At this moment, Ding Muyan was convinced that Han Shaojun was really sick.When he was healthy, he just had a quarrel with Jiang Chen and got emotionally agitated, so he suspected that he was having an attack, and came to talk to him worriedly. Now that he really had an attack, he was as stubborn as a rock, and he firmly believed that he was In good health, he doesn't listen to anyone's advice, and he doesn't even realize that he is repeating the same sentence over and over again.

Chen Weining panicked even more. He felt that Ding Muyan was too direct, and he didn't pay attention to heal the heart first: "Mr. Han, you are not sick, you are fine, but no matter how healthy you are, you still have to sleep!"

"Shut up! Didn't you see that I'm busy?" The stubborn Han Shaojun didn't appreciate it at all.

Chen Weining was helpless. Three years ago, he went to the island with Han Shaojun to recuperate. He knew very well how Han Shaojun was in a state of softness and toughness when he fell ill. After hearing a few words of persuasion, he became ill this time and got stuck in the mud. He built a high wall and enclosed himself in the wall.

"Get out! You all get out!" Han Shaojun got angry, "Don't bother me!"

He stood up and pushed the two of them, Ding Muyan slyly backed away and hid aside, Chen Weining was afraid that he would hurt himself and went up to him, and almost endured all his anger, he stumbled and pushed him outside the door.

As soon as the door opened, Han Shaojun was startled, and saw Jiang Chen standing outside the door.

His angry face instantly became so gloomy that water dripped out. "Why are you here!"

Jiang Chen knew that he was not welcome, so he didn't dare to enter the door before, fearing that he would irritate Han Shaojun instead, seeing Han Shaojun's fatigue and excitement at the moment, Qi Qiran felt distressed.

Before Jiang Chen could say anything, Han Shaojun suddenly turned up the volume uncontrollably: "You come to see my jokes again, don't you! You like to see my jokes, don't you!"