Old time light and shadow

Gu Qingjiu stayed at home for several days in a row, and all the affairs of the military department were pushed to Fu Qiao.

As a result, Fu Qiao eats a lot when he comes to eat at home, and every meal has to have sweet and sour pork ribs.

On the contrary, He Sinian didn't escape like in the past, but remained silent.Fu Qiao is also a smart person, he didn't ask any questions when he saw something, and still acted like a ruffian.

And every time He Sinian became addicted, it was also the most difficult time for He Sinian. His ugliest and craziest side would be fully revealed in front of Gu Qingjiu. He wanted to restrain himself, but there was no way.

"Uh...um..." He Sinian curled up on the bed, frowning in pain.The painful groan in his throat made him look vulnerable.

His whole body was like ants crawling over, his consciousness was about to disappear, he missed those white pills.

I can't eat it, but it would be great if I can post it in front of my eyes.

He no longer knew what he was thinking.

He began to imagine the taste of those pills in his mouth. After passing through the mouth, throat, and stomach, he would feel unobstructed all over his body. He was fascinated by that comfortable feeling.

He Sinian suddenly let out a satisfied grunt from his throat, as if he was swallowing something.

But the satisfaction after imagining made him even more empty, and he began to lick his lips constantly, trying to find that taste.The more he couldn't find it, the more anxious he became.Rubbing the sheets anxiously, it seemed that this would make him feel better.

A chaotic consciousness.

Gu Qingjiu stood by the window, smoking a cigarette and looking at the phoenix trees outside the window, his eyes were deep and complicated, the shadow of the setting sun fell on his face, making him look plain but resolute.

After smoking, he turned to look at He Sinian.He Sinian always turned his back to him when he was addicted, even if he was unconscious, as long as he was around, He Sinian would definitely do this.

He didn't know that it was He Sinian's subconscious action.

He knew the ugliness of opium smokers when they were addicted.

Gu Qingjiu watched He Sinian's body constantly rubbing against the bed, trembling in pain, the bed sheet was dug deep by him, and then slowly returned to its original shape, and then sank deeply again.

Gu Qingjiu flicked away the cigarette butt in his hand, picked up the tea, went to help He Sinian, and fed him.

He Sinian liked the tea he made.

He brewed the tea himself, and the effort of one cigarette is enough to make the temperature suitable.

He Sinian was stiff and refused to get up, Gu Qingjiu didn't speak, but forcefully helped He Sinian up, and put the tea to his mouth.

He Sinian twitched slightly in Gu Qingjiu's arms, his eyes were red, and he didn't intend to drink the tea.

Gu Qingjiu put the tea to his mouth again, motioning him to drink it.

Only then did He Sinian tremblingly speak,

"Brother Qing, kill me." The voice was light and light, like someone who was about to die.

Gu Qing didn't speak for a long time, but still put the tea on his lips.

He Sinian suddenly became irritated by this silence, and knocked the teacup in Gu Qingjiu's hand to the ground with a bang.

"I told you to kill me!" He Sinian seemed to be insane, the pain all over his body and this unconscious chaos frightened him, it seemed that death was the best relief. "I told you to kill me! Didn't you hear that!"

As he spoke, he crawled towards Gu Qingjiu to touch the gun pinned to his waist.His hands were shaking because of drug addiction, or his whole body was shaking.

Trembling to touch the gun box, trembling to untie it, the soul is trembling manically and clamoring to die!Just die like this!If you die, you will be free!

If you die, you won't be so painful, if you die, you won't see Brother Qing's indifferent face, if you die, you won't have to see Brother Qing and the master every time you become addicted!

dead, all is well.

With deep eyes, Gu Qingjiu pressed his hand on his waist.

He took out the gun from the gun box as quickly as possible and aimed it at He Sinian's head.

He Sinian just stood there in a daze.

Gu Qingjiu gently opened the safety catch, and the click sounded unusually abrupt in the silent room.

He Sinian's eyes widened, his whole body was still trembling unceasingly.

Silent, silent, He Sinian tremblingly waited for the moment to pull the trigger.

Immediately there was an explosion-like buzzing sound in his ears, and the sound of bullets whizzing past his ears made him feel like he was in a hallucination.

The bullet hit the plane tree outside the window.

The old sycamores have been flying catkins in early autumn, and the force of the bullets makes the catkins start to fall, and the dark yellow catkins and the afterglow of the setting sun complement each other.

The quiet and harmonious moment, as if time, is still at this moment.

It seemed that at this moment, He Sinian's extremely longing, clamoring, crazily, and restless things in his body disappeared.

There is a tranquility in the ears.

He Sinian fell into Gu Qingjiu's arms like a slump.

Then Gu Qingjiu's voice sounded like a sigh,

"If I want you to die, you won't be alive now."