The ex I killed is back

The dead body of a dog was found in the local area. The dog was dissected and carefully treasured.I dreamed that I went to that house to pack his things, and his neighbor told me that he once loved him secretly.

I put away a lot of paintings in that house, and there are only me in the paintings, only me with lifeless eyes.

I began to dream more and more of these things, which I did not know before.

I woke up and he was still asleep in my arms, bangs touching my neck and itching me a bit.

He slowly opened those beautiful eyes, he kissed me, and asked me what I dreamed.

I told him that I dreamed that I went to the doctor.

But this time, the doctor didn't tell me that he might remember soon or never, he just told me——

"All your attempts are in vain. Your guilt forces you to imagine another person. You fantasize that you are him and that he still loves you. If you can't accept the fact that he is dead, you will never I can't get out of this dream."

Later he played the recording to me and told me that this was what I told him before, before I was so thorough as crazy.

I heard my own voice: "I'd rather he came back and killed me, revenged me, and tortured me, than just accept the fact that he's dead. He died so lonely, and it's all because I messed with him." Lost because I didn't find him in time..."

After I finished speaking, I asked him with a smile, are these dreams absurd and ridiculous?

He nestled his head in my arms and whispered to me: "When winter comes, I will kill you."

I found myself enjoying hearing him say that.

I looked outside, the sun was shining in midsummer, and the cicadas were singing loudly.

I took him into my arms and kissed his forehead lightly.

I said: "Don't scare me anymore, if you scare me again, I will really go crazy."

He laughed out loud in my arms, arched my stomach with his laughing head, and said in a coquettish tone: "You are already crazy."

I hugged him tighter and tighter until he was starting to feel uncomfortably strangled.I don't think I can let him leave me anymore, if I go crazy, who will take care of him?

At that moment, I suddenly remembered what the foreman said to me on the way to his house that day.

The head waiter told me that he broke down crying and told him countless times——

His dog died and everyone became accomplices.

As I thought about it, I suddenly stopped hating the puppy he brought back so much. I felt distressed, and finally said to him: "If you want to raise it, you can raise it. When it grows up, we will buy him a puppy that will A reflective dog leash, give him a bitch in spring, and build a warm nest for him in winter."

As I thought about it, the days to come became clear again.

We will live happily together, and he will still rely on me like he used to.He would snuggle in my arms in winter and splash water on me in summer.We can grow old together and go to the grave together.

And I know that he will never leave me again.

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To add:

Wen Rui said that when "he" opened his eyes, it was actually not the day when his lover woke up, but his body was taken away.From that day forward, he was officially hallucinating.

I was thinking, when I am happy, let them be reborn and then gnaw back to 0.0

Then I seriously thought about when I would be happy...

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