Single spouse

1.

Black...butterflies.

He spread his palms and let the butterflies land on them.

With crystal clear, beautiful... wings.

He sat on the floor of the room, holding a small carving knife in one hand, and opened the other hand, staring at the creature in his hand with wide eyes in amazement.

"Crack!" A sound of glass shattering suddenly exploded outside the house, also startling the elf in his hand.

He stood up and pushed open the door.

There were two people in the living room outside the door.

One is standing and the other is kneeling.Standing is a man whose face cannot be seen clearly against the light, and sitting kneeling is a woman with her head lowered and long hair covering her face.

The woman is sobbing.

He moved his lips, wanting to run over: "Mom?"

The man stopped him.

"Hey, Dad and Mom have something to say, you go back to your room first."

He looks at the woman.

The woman stopped sobbing, "Listen to mom, go back to your room and play for a while, okay?"

He nodded and turned back to his room.

There was renewed noise outside.

There was the muffled sound of furniture colliding, the crisp sound of glass breaking, and the soft cry of a woman.

"...you're crazy! Save..." the woman screamed.

He walked to the door, but hesitated to go out.

"Mom?" he called out.

There was no answer from outside.

"Dad?" he called again.

There was no sound behind the door.

Something flew in through the window.

He turned his head.

Crystal clear, beautiful, come and go... black elves.

……

Wait until the sky is already a little dark.

He pushed open the door.

The things in the living room were messy and broken and fell to the ground.

No one else but him.

He looked around, then walked out.

It was dark and cold outside, and there was a whistling wind trying to rush into my ears.

A woman stands at the edge of the light.

"Mom!" he yelled loudly, and ran over.

The woman's body was very cold, but her hands were very hot, and something dripped from her fingertips to the ground.

"Heh..." The woman laughed suddenly, the laughter was sharp and crazy, but it was extremely happy.

He grabbed the woman's hand with some fear.

Sticky, smooth, hard, cold to the touch.

He looked around.

He looked up at the woman again, but the woman's upper body was covered in darkness.

Can't see anything.

2.

Chen Du leaned on the back seat of the car, resting with his eyes closed.

The assistant held the steering wheel and looked at the people in the rearview mirror from time to time.

"To shut up."

Suddenly there was an unexpected sound in the quiet space.

The assistant was startled, and quietly looked at the people in the back seat, his eyes wandering over Chen Du's face and the empty seat next to him.

Chen Du remained expressionless for a while, then suddenly seemed to be listening to someone, then the corners of his lips curled up, but his mouth was still mocking, "With your IQ, this is normal."

It was as if someone was sitting next to him.

It's not like acting.

The assistant withdrew his gaze, tightened his hands on the steering wheel, and then returned to normal.

……

"What did you say?" Dr. Lin pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose, glanced around in the air beside Chen Du, his face was a bit complicated, and he reconfirmed: "Is it following you?"

Chen Dun hummed, and added: "I brought him here."

Dr. Lin stopped talking, lowered his head, ticked something in the notebook, and then re-wrote something.

"Your situation is more complicated than I thought. And..." He glanced at Chen Du, "...the condition has become more serious."

Chen Du twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently.

The sleeves were pulled down forcefully.

Chen Du lowered his head, Xiao Jiu climbed up from his lap, sat in his arms, poked him angrily.

"Do you think I'm hallucinating? I'm fake?"

He didn't answer, but he didn't refute either.

This is the default.

Xiao Jiu was so angry that she stood up and turned around, but she didn't know what to do, so she could only sit back in Chen Du's arms, grabbing the corner of her clothes beside her, feeling sullen all by herself.

"Stupid! I'm so stupid!"

Chen Du's eyes followed him all the time.

The fingers placed by the side were lifted unconsciously.

Fall again.

3.

He is sick.

very serious.

Chen Du sat in the living room.

The cold light hit his body without the slightest warmth.

The puppet Xiaojiu sat on the table in front of him, looking at him, as if in a daze.

His eyes fell on the medicine box next to the puppet.

—Maybe everything will be back to normal.

if only……

He didn't look at Xiao Jiu.

His mind seemed sharper in the dim light.

writer, assistant...

and also.

... Yu Jiacheng.

The lines in the brain each twisted, twisted, separated, twisted again.

Bizarre.

He held the body of the puppet with both hands, trying to bring the puppet closer to him.Unexpectedly, Xiao Jiu hugged his hand much faster than usual.

"Do you want me to leave?"

asked the puppet.

Chen Du looked at him with a rare tenderness in his eyes.

"Then..." His other free hand caressed the puppet's smooth face, "Do you want to go back? Go back to your own body."

It's tempting.

The puppet tilted its head to meet the touch of fingers on its face, and said obediently, "Will you come to me?"

Chen Du turned his gaze to a vase behind the puppet.

The pattern on it is bright red.

Like a camellia flower.

Lovely, humble, ideal.

"of course."

He replied.

4.

The car is driving on a smooth road.

"Boss, all your former assistants will be recruited soon... this morning, people from the Wen family were taken to the police station for questioning."

Chen Dun hummed to show that he knew, and hung up the phone.

He looked at the driver in the driver's seat, "How far is it?"

Driver: "Almost 10 minutes."

10 minutes.

He looks out the window.

There was a rare joy in my heart.

Like a butterfly trapped in the atrium, rushing left and right, just want to flap its wings and fly to a certain place.

5.

In a hospital ward.

The warm sunlight hits the walls through the windows and diffuses in the room.

Chen Du sat beside the hospital bed, watching the sleeping person.

Black hair, closed eyes, pale lips.

His gaze never let go of any corner, sliding down and up inch by inch.

"Don't sleep when you wake up".

The person on the bed frowned and opened his eyes: "Shouldn't you express something at this time?"

Chen Du raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

Yu Jiacheng sat up and wrapped his arms around Chen Du's neck, forcing him to lower his head.

"Like this..."

The unfinished words dissipated between the tight lips and teeth.

Chen Du lowered his eyes, the person in front of him closed his eyes, his face was a little flushed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the fine fluff on the side of his face gave off a faint halo against the light.

As beautiful as an elf.

There seemed to be a sigh of satisfaction in Chen Du's ear.

He touched the back of Yu Jiacheng's head with his right hand, pressed slightly against himself, closed his eyes, and actively deepened the sweet kiss.

A quiet room.

6.

blah blah blah blah

The second hand keeps turning.

The puppet lay quietly on the workbench.

His dark brown eyes stared fixedly at the lights inlaid on the roof, and there seemed to be light flowing in the wooden eyeballs.

It is waiting for someone.

Click.

The door of the room was opened.

A man walked in.

Its body was picked up by a pair of warm hands.

Careful, like a treasure.

The hands stroked the joints of its body slowly, little by little.

It silently watched the person in front of it.

Here's who created it.

He looked at himself so intently.

Its small figure was reflected in the dark pupils, as if in the other party's eyes, it was the only one.

click.

That was the sound of its joints moving.

It wants to touch him.

But can't do it.

Chen... Du...

It slowly read the name of the person in front of it in its heart.

1, 2, 3, 4.

Tap, tap... tap, tap...

Every minute, every second, the air seems to be full of missing.

It's so hard.

So wonderful.