Prison Building I

Jiang Lou got a shock, how did he die? Wasn't it a car accident?In the car accident two years ago, not only his fiancée, but also his father died unexpectedly...

Jiang Lou's heart beat a drum, feeling a little uneasy, inexplicably flustered, as if this matter had something to do with him.He turned his face to look at Ruan Chen, but the other party had a playful expression, slightly raised the corners of his eyes to look at his pale face.

"The whole person was knocked and flew out—if it wasn't for some tricks, who would be so powerful?"

The nursing home has always been very clean, the whitewashed walls are spotless, and even the beds are symmetrical and tidy. It really makes one wonder if the dean has serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.There is another advantage - the sound insulation effect of the rooms here is extraordinary. Some people say it is for personal privacy considerations, and of course some people say it is to prevent the people inside from getting sick and disturbing others. In short, people are separated from the wall and can hear everything missing.

Ling Luo waited a little impatiently. Jiang Lou had been in for too long this time, so long that he had to worry about his safety—everyone knew who lived in this nursing home, and they were so crazy that they didn't recognize their relatives, let alone Or was he out of spite?

However, Jiang Lou insisted on coming to see him, time and time again, frequently making Ling Luo a little jealous, and at the same time, there was unwillingness and hatred in it. He was so kind to this lunatic because he was grateful for sending him away from him last time. go out?

So the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't tell Jiang Lou, let alone go against his wishes. Ling Luo's anger turned into displeasure towards Ruan Chen. It's lighter, it's just that I have come so many times, and I don't want to see him once.

Standing outside at this time, he was very bored, and only regretted that there was nothing at hand to vent his anger. He was secretly angry, but he caught a glimpse of someone coming out of the room from the corner of his eye. Ling Luo could not help but feel his heart tighten. What's wrong?

He was often able to recognize him from the crowd at a glance, whether it was from the back or the profile, Ling Luo was very familiar with it.This time it was a little different, Ling Luo stared at him for a long while before finally remembering that this was the person he kept on top of his heart all the time.Returning to his senses and smiling, Ling Luo quickly walked up to Jiang Lou and hugged Jiang Lou, and said softly, "What's the matter, why are you unhappy?"

Jiang Lou seemed to be in a daze, and pushed him away calmly, his face was numb and calm, but the violent chest heaving and heaving when he touched him just now made Ling Luo a little nervous, as if he was hiding his extreme emotions, For the rest, people can't see through it—if they can't see through, they have to guess. Ling Luo doesn't want to be concealed by the one he loves, and doesn't dare to ask him, so he can only follow behind silently, making wild guesses while paying attention to him. Some messy steps.

He walked behind Jianglou, seeing his thin back trembling slightly like a butterfly's wings, he became more and more suspicious. He has been here so many times, why is it different this time?No matter what, he would not ask Ruan Chen, Ling Luo was not even happy to see him.

Quickly stepping forward to wrap his arms around his shoulders, Ling Luo pretended to change the topic easily: "The red iris you asked for last time was raised by a flower farmer for several days, and it finally arrived today, with the liquid medicine you mentioned, dear The flowers are big, and they bloom very beautifully."

Jiang Lou paused and brushed his hand away, frowned and replied, "Throw it away."

"..."

Ling Luo was stunned for a moment, seeing his displeasure, she didn't dare to ask any more questions, coughed awkwardly and helped him into the car.

It's just that the flower was really pretty, so it was a pity to throw it away. Besides, this was the only time Jiang Lou asked for something. Although it was a little strange that he wanted this, Ling Luo still put a lot of thought into this flower.He remembered Jiang Lou's words with a smile: "This flower is not like a human being. It will not die. It is bright and bright. It will always be in the best state. Keep it in your heart, just like seeing me." .”

Ling Luo asked Ah Chen to secretly send out the flowers. He was reluctant to part with the flowers, and even more so with that sentence. That vague sentence was probably the most tender sentence Jiang Lou ever said to him.

At night, the cool breeze blows in slowly, the white moonlight shines on the light blue bed, but there is no one there, only patches of moonlight cast dark shadows, swaying from side to side to search, as if wondering where the person on the bed has gone .

After a long while, there was a muffled sound that seemed to come from the sky, it was violent and dull, and there was no movement when it fell.The moon was also taken aback, and hurriedly hid in the clouds, not daring to show half of her face, the night became more depressed and melancholy, as if countless resentments were hidden inside, and she choked the wind's throat with a secret smile, So the wind also remained silent and still, and gradually, there was no movement at all.It was a very dark night.

Until the east was pale, people who got up early in the nursing home for morning exercises jogged past somewhere, slightly surprised, went up to look at it hesitantly, and then a scream resounded through the world after waiting for a long time, finally breaking the cohesive silence, the wind moved again, taking his shattered, terrified voice farther—

"Ah, this is—a dead man!"