to dig boyfriend's grave

Lin Jia sat on the toilet, feeling constipated, with his head down and counting the tiles on the floor.

One piece two pieces...

"Lin Jia! Did you hear me? I told you not to show yourself on TV. Are you trying to piss your dad off?"

Three and four...

"You don't talk, are you dumb? Ah! When you talk to you, you don't answer others. Is that what I taught you?"

The fucking voice was getting further and further away from him, Lin Jia had never been so interested in the floor tiles on the toilet.

"You don't have to think about getting revenge on your dad, that incident wasn't your dad's fault..."

When Lin Jia heard his mother mentioning that matter again, his expression suddenly dropped, and he interrupted his mother's words in a deep voice, "I didn't mean to revenge him, you'd better not mention that matter to me."

"...Okay, don't mention that." The female voice paused, "Then is it true that you took revenge on your father? Am I right?"

"I said no! I can't fucking do it for myself!" Lin Jia stood up fiercely. His father, his father, will always be his father. In his father's eyes, what he says is wrong, what he does is wrong, He was a mistake, even his whole being.

"...You, who are you yelling at me? Your wings are stiff! You are not doing it for revenge, what is your father? If your grandfather sees you like this, he will die with regret..."

The word "grandfather" completely broke the string in Lin Jia's mind. He threw the phone out of his hand, and his whole body was shaking non-stop, as if he had epilepsy.

Can't take it.

Lin Jia took a deep breath to suppress herself, and said to herself while calming down, "Damn, I won't be sick, right?"

Shen Jiming heard the sound of the phone breaking from the toilet, squeezed his fist, disappeared into the living room and appeared in the toilet in an instant.

Lin Jia lowered her head in front of him and looked like nothing happened, but her left and right hands were shaking violently.

He approached Lin Jia, raised his hand and put it down again, so repeatedly, he still put his hand on Lin Jia's shoulder.

Lin Jia looked up at him, her face was pale and her eyes were flushed.

"Don't cry." Shen Jiming's eyes were full of worry.

Lin Jia touched his face, it was wet and cold, and waved Shen Jiming's hand on his shoulder, "Get out."

Lin Jia lowered her head and turned around, what a shame.

He was a big man and cried.

Shen Jiming frowned and looked at Lin Jia's back, then turned and walked out worriedly.

Hearing the sound of the door being closed, Lin Jia took a deep breath, put her hands on the sink and looked up at herself in the mirror.

Did you say that you underestimated your handsomeness?

And handsome ass.

A look of kidney deficiency.

Reaching out to turn on the water, Lin Jia plunged his head into it after listening to it flow for a while to fill up the pool.

Except for the sound of water splash at the beginning.

There is no sound at all.

There is nothing left.

He hates it.

angry.

sad.

disgusting.

So everything.

It's all gone.

Only him.

The moment Lin Jia was fished out of the pool by Shen Jiming was still in a daze.

What are you doing?

What are you doing for me?

Is it wrong for me to swim in the sea?

"You..." Lin Jia's mind was still blank, "What are you doing?"

Shen Jiming didn't speak, just looked at him, and Lin Jia started to feel hairy before he said, "What do you want? You will drown."

"...Me." Lin Jia turned her head and looked at the water in a small pool next to her. Can this also drown? "I just want to...wash my face."

He really wanted to wash his face.

Wash away the face of kidney deficiency.

Shen Jiming stared at Lin Jia for a while, then pulled Lin Jia into his arms.

The two people in the toilet disappeared together.

Lin Jia felt that her whole body was empty, not the body, but... the soul?

But soon the control of the body is back.

After seeing the place under his feet clearly, his eyes darkened for a while.

"Fuck..." Fucking weakly, the traffic and the sea of ​​people under his feet turned into little ants, he stepped back a few steps, and asked a little further from the edge, "Is this the top floor?"

"En." Shen Jiming said.

Seeing Shen Jiming with half of his foot on the outside of the roof, Lin Jia always felt terrified.

He is afraid of heights.

He felt like throwing up just now.

"Shall we go back?" Lin Jia said, "It's scary enough."

Shen Jiming turned around, his face was facing Lin Jia, and his back was facing the edge of the unprotected roof.

Lin Jia was so frightened by Shen Jiming's turning around that his heart beat faster.

Just as he was about to stretch out his hand to pull Shen Jiming back, he saw the man smiling at him and falling backwards.

He could feel his heart stop for a moment.

Lin Jia was really scared this time and lost her temper at all.

Reflexively, he rushed over and lay down on the roof trying to drag him back, but he only felt a trace of icy breath.

After lying on the roof and taking a few breaths, he realized that the man would not be thrown to death.

Damn, it's a ghost.

"Want to try it?" The man's voice appeared behind his ears again, Lin Jia turned around and pushed Shen Jiming away, and walked forward, "Try you ghost, is it fun to scare people? You idiot."

Lin Jia stared at the rooftop and turned around but couldn't see it. There was an iron gate in the center, but it was locked.

I lost my temper completely.

"Send me down." Lin Jia sighed.

"...Xiao Jiajia." Shen Jiming said, he felt that children should be coaxed.

"What... are you calling me?" Lin Jia was stunned.

The man seemed a little embarrassed, but he still stuck his neck, "Don't be sad."

"...No." Lin Jia was a little confused, "Are you comforting me? Comforting me... What do you mean by calling me Xiao Jiajia?"

Shen Jiming didn't speak, stretched out his hand and pulled Lin Jia over to hug him, gritted his teeth fiercely, "I can shout whatever I like."

Lin Jia was in a daze, and returned to the room in a blink of an eye. As soon as he stood still, he found that Shen Jiming was gone. He glanced at the room and saw no one.

Smelly, who had just woken up and wandered out of the bedroom, saw his master, quickened his pace with four short legs, and rushed to Lin Jia, screamed softly. Seeing that the master didn't respond, he squatted on Lin Jia's lap on feet.

"...Hey..." Lin Jia was taken aback by the weight on her feet, bent down and lifted Smelly up, "Little brat, are you awake?"

"Meow~" Smelly rubbed his head against Lin Jia's palm.

"Are you hungry?" Lin Jia found the cat food with Smelly, but found that there was still no cat bowl, and the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.

He put Smelly on the sofa and fed the cat food with his hands.

Smelly rolled one by one with his small tongue, and Lin Jia's palms were itchy when he swept it. He lowered his head and rubbed his chin on Smelly's little head, "Hurry up, you little idiot."

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So this is from yesterday... Yesterday I was too sleepy and fell asleep. ╭∩╮There is another chapter tonight