aftershock

Gu Lv used a lot of strength to get him off his body, Jiang Yuan touched the two red handprints on the skin of the shoulder blades, leaned against the place where Gu Lv had just leaned against, and couldn't help laughing.

He didn't know why he smiled like this, and what kind of expression he should show if he didn't smile.

He stared and looked at the transom, the same way he looked at the transom the last time he was lying in the bathtub.

It was raining outside that day, and it was still August and September. At this moment, a knife was probably thrown, and there were holes in countless places on the body. When the wind blew in Jiangyuan, I knew there was no good place left. When the wind blows, Jiang Yuan also knows that winter is coming.

He slid himself into the bathtub, opened his eyes and spit bubbles in circles, his hair stood up vertically, so it seemed that he still had a lot, he held his breath like this, when he was young, he could hold it for more than two minutes, Jiang Yuan counted in his heart, but he was taken out within 40 seconds.

He didn't expect that Gu Lv would turn back, he choked on water, coughed for a while, Gu Lv's expression was wonderful, angry, angry, um, more angry, Jiang Yuan smiled at him, before he could speak, Gu Lv Lulu threw a blanket over his head, and Gu Lu wiped his hair vigorously under him. Before he felt sorry for the rapid hair loss, Gu Lu sneered and said

"Ghosts will believe you, I don't believe a word you say."

Jiang Yuan didn't speak.He broke out into a strong cough that he couldn't breathe. His hair was not dry. He covered his mouth with his back and lowered his head. He didn't know where the water droplets on his hair fell to the ground.

"And you."

"I've slept with three people. They're all men. They're not good enough. They're uncomfortable."

Jiang Yuan dried his hair and lay on the bed. Of course he knew that Gu Lv was not asleep, and he also knew that Gu Lv was angry. law.

The sheets and quilts were just changed by Gu Lvxin, but even though most of the quilts were on him, Jiang Yuan was not ashamed to approach Gu Lv, even if it was on his back.

He blinked and blinked, but he didn't hear Gu Lv falling asleep, but Gu Lv didn't speak, and stayed with each other for several hours, until the only sound of his own slow breathing remained in the silent room, he heard the clothes and the sound of his breathing. The rubbing of the bed sheets caused Gu Lu to take a deep breath, and then came over and pulled him into his arms.Jiang Yuan tried his best to control his heartbeat, and rolled in like stealing his ears.

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised when he woke up in the morning. He didn't know when he really fell asleep. He immediately looked down at the floor and saw that the cotton mop was still in its original state, so he felt a little relieved.Maybe Gu Lu turned the indoor temperature too high when he left. Jiang Yuan was sweating so much that he was dizzy like a frog in warm water all morning. When he got there, he couldn't help but find some antipyretics.

Uncle Xu boiled traditional Chinese medicine in the kitchen according to the prescribed prescription. Compared with the aunt who can cook, Uncle Xu is better at doing those rigid and time-consuming things. Drink a bowl, and have another bowl at night. The smell can be smelled even after the door is closed. It is really unpleasant. Auntie closed the kitchen door for fear of affecting his appetite. Only Uncle Xu was left watching the fire inside. Glass, watching him standing there silently fiddling with the newly bought small stove and small medicine jars, somehow felt strangely inconsistent in his heart.

Xiao Hu is Gu Lu's driver, and he brought back a whole set of odds and ends for boiling medicine, a strainer, tongs, and two different small stoves to his aunt. Gu Lu was angry and didn't want to talk to him, but Jiang Yuan felt relieved , he helped carry back the remaining dark stove, and Xiao Hu also carried the things and followed his aunt to the yard for a few steps. Auntie is a person who loves to laugh, but Jiang Yuan thinks she doesn't like Xiao Hu very much. The first time I took something, it was always faded to alienation, but it was Xiao Hu who laughed.

He rubbed his hands and didn't go into the room. He politely and cautiously handed Jiang Yuan a stack of domestic blue cardboard-shaped couriers, "Mr. Jiang, I'm really sorry. I have something at home these days, and Mr. Gu always comes back very late. I didn’t bring you the express mail in time, I hope it didn’t delay you.”

"Express?"

Jiang Yuan took five or six pieces of thin cardboard with doubts on his face.

"Yes, I have been sending them to the company every day recently. I failed to deliver them in time. If there are more tomorrow, I will send them in time at noon in the future."

Jiang Yuan nodded, he took out a copy, shook it, and took it back with a half frown.

"By the way, did President Gu ask you to send this?"

Driver Xiao Hu who was about to leave quickly shook his head, "No, it's Secretary Lin. It seems to be sent to the front desk. Secretary Lin asked me to hand it over."

"Okay, I know."

The sender’s name was Cao Xiaowang. Jiang Yuan didn’t know Cao Xiaowang. Seeing his aunt holding the medicine and looking at the window, he suppressed his doubts, and with inexplicable uneasiness, he drank the bitter soup smoothly in a daze.

This delivery is really one per day. According to the date, Jiang Yuan even tore open two photos of himself. He is a person who rarely takes photos. He has almost never taken a photo with anyone, but the person in the photo is indeed He took a good shot. It was a profile photo of him. Although half of him was blocked by the mailbox on the side of the road, he actually held a few flowers in his hand, which were given by Chinese students passing by. I wish him a happy new year.Jiang Yuan even remembered this day clearly. He hadn't graduated from the Canadian University yet. During the Chinese New Year days, Liang Ji said that he had baked very good chicken wings and told him to go back to eat early. Gu Zhengzhong was at the street corner. Wait for him in the parking place.

The date of the second photo is one day longer, but the person in the photo is younger. Jiang Yuan also remembers that he probably just entered school, and he went well. At that time, he felt much better psychologically, so he could easily laugh while standing on the grass.

Jiang Yuan was impatient, and took all the rest together, one of them fell off the table, Jiang Yuan didn't pick it up for a long time, his fingertips were trembling.

He was a little short of breath. There were six photos in total. He didn't look at them one by one, but turned his eyes to other places.

He curled up in the chair that Gu Lu usually sat in in the study, thinking of the reports he had seen in Gu Lu's place full of his crazy behavior, no one doubted that he was a real psychopath.

And he really is.

In the photos he sent, he was lying, standing, decadent, and even smiling.They all have the same string of numbers on the back, red. 090717, it is like a thorn, which once dispatched Jiang Yuan thousands of miles away.

The clouds outside the window are swimming in patches, this is its autumn. Jiangyuan can't hold a cloud, and he can't hold an autumn.Winter is coming, and he doesn't know how long he can hold on to himself. The only thing that is much better than he imagined is that at this moment, apart from his heartbeat slowing down, he doesn't feel so broken anymore.

Gu Lv was angry and would not ignore him, but he didn't go home for dinner on time, and Jiang Yuan heard Uncle Xu report on the phone when he drank the medicine and when he ate.His stomach is like a thin-skinned watermelon in summer, and when he pats it lightly, it sounds ripe.

Jiang Yuan felt a headache, and the traditional Chinese medicine did not relieve his headache, nor did it suppress his repeated fever. He had to take antipyretics twice, and the feeling of smoke in his nose and throat would be better.He hid all the photos he received, and then took a shower. He didn't know why he took a shower, maybe it was just because he felt hot, and he fled the bathroom before the fog on the mirror cleared, but I couldn't help but climbed onto the scale again.

He's 57, wrapped in a blanket and weighs [-]kg.