escape from the madhouse

Sitting on the sofa, looking at each other.

What should he do?

Park Yongnian saw that he was hesitant, and his tone was pleading, "Xiaoyu, I only have one grandson. He has stabbed countless tricks since he was a child, and I can't count the number of times he escaped from death. Can he come back again?" No matter how much you torment yourself, it’s all about the body, and he’ll come back after a while, but this time, he’s completely broken down mentally. I know that only you can help him. You’re a psychiatrist, even if you’re not a friend Go see him, as a doctor, go and help him, okay?"

Bian Xiaoyu really couldn't refuse an old man's request, so he went to Pu Jinfeng's apartment with Li Jiahang.

After ringing the doorbell for a long time, but there was no response, Bian Xiaoyu had no choice but to threaten the management office that someone committed suicide inside, so the management office found someone to unlock it.

As soon as they entered, Bian Xiaoyu and Li Jiahang were stunned.

The neat and clean hut was as messy and horrible as if it had been hit by a typhoon at night.

And Pu Jinfeng, who was lying under a pile of empty wine bottles and plastic trash boxes, looked like a homeless man, filthy and smelly.

I don't know how long he has been like this. He has lived alone in such an environment for years?

Bian Xiaoyu felt uncomfortable all the time. He frowned and looked at the unconscious guy on the ground, and said to Li Jiahang, "Jiahang, clean up the garbage in the house, I'll give him a bath first."

"Okay, do you want to help?" Li Jiahang just asked, but then felt that it was inappropriate, so he simply turned around and went to work.

Holding his breath, Bian Xiaoyu dragged him to the bathroom.He really didn't know if this guy would have maggots on his body if he didn't come here.

Just as he was about to release the water, he saw something in the other party's hand. He picked it up and saw that it was the photo of the two of them.

In the photo, he actually slept so peacefully. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't slept so peacefully.

And the line of small characters under the photo is more clear and real than what I saw on the phone last time.

The happiest moment in the world is when I wake up in the morning and see you beside me...

Bian Xiaoyu recited these words silently in his heart, and actually felt his eyes slightly burning.

He sighed, put the photo on the sink beside him, and began to bathe Pu Jinfeng.

Involuntarily, he thought back to the past, when this guy was a savage head, forcing himself to bathe him. At that time, he was like a rascal, always picking on him when he had nothing to do...

Bian Xiaoyu shook his head, what was he thinking, he was just here to help, he had to complete the task and leave.

After thinking about it, he took off the other party's underwear three times and two times, but then, those newly added wounds on Pu Jinfeng's body hurt him again.How did he get here this year... While stroking the wound on his body, Bian Xiaoyu remembered the phone calls he had made to himself. The weak voice may be in the hospital, or in a certain place. After narrowly escaping from death, he hung up those calls so resolutely.

When his hand touched the scar on Pu Jinfeng's chest, he was stunned. This wound that he had touched many times was actually somewhat similar to the scar on his chest.

Bian Xiaoyu felt that his heart was inexplicably tight, and the wound started to ache again.

At this moment, Li Jiahang knocked on the bathroom door, and stared blankly at Bian Xiaoyu with a syringe, "Xiaoyu, what is this? I found it by Jinfeng's bedside."

Bian Xiaoyu's brain exploded with a buzzing sound, he rushed to the bathtub, pulled Pu Jinfeng's arm to check it carefully, and indeed found several pinholes on his left arm.

He broke out suddenly, and slapped the drunken guy in the bathtub several times.

"Pu Jinfeng, fuck you! You are a fucking bastard!" Bian Xiaoyu beat and scolded hysterically, until the person under him suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed his hand.

"Bian Xiaoyu? Is that you?" Pu Jinfeng couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was real or a hallucination caused by drugs.

Perhaps only when he is taking drugs, can he feel a momentary connection with Bian Xiaoyu, and he can let himself live in that short-lived dream, so as not to be completely swallowed by despair, he knows that he is not It should be like this, but he can't control himself, he's afraid that if he doesn't, he can't help but look for Bian Xiaoyu, and can't help disturbing his supposedly peaceful life again.

"How can you do this! How can you be so selfish! Pu Jinfeng, you lunatic! You are not a fucking human!" Bian Xiaoyu's heart was greatly shocked, and his crying made Park Jinfeng sober come over.

Bian Xiaoyu is really here, this is not an illusion, he is really here!

He hugged the person in front of him, like a drowning person hugging driftwood, tears burst out instantly, "Bian Xiaoyu, it's really you! Bian Xiaoyu, I miss you so much! I really miss you you!"……

"You lunatic!...Bastard!..."

The two big men just hugged each other and cried for a long time, while Li Jiahang shook his head and sighed at the side. The relationship between the two, in his opinion, was like a Qiong Yao drama, which made him both envious and embarrassed.

After calming down and changing his clothes, Bian Xiaoyu sat down with Pu Jinfeng and had a peaceful conversation. Pu Jinfeng promised that he would no longer take drugs, but the condition was that Bian Xiaoyu had to do a drug rehabilitation psychological treatment for him every week. treat.

As a way to delay the attack, Bian Xiaoyu agreed.

Chapter 84

After coming out of Pu Jinfeng's apartment, Bian Xiaoyu felt his head swell and wanted to get drunk.

"Jiahang, let's go, accompany me to the bar for a drink." Bian Xiaoyu looked at Li Jiahang's limp little figure, and suddenly remembered that he didn't like places like bars, so he had to let him go and go by himself.

Instead of going to Gu Zhou's bar, he went to Houhai's Bar Street, found a relatively quiet bar and sat down.He was annoyed by Gu Zhou and Fei Fan's little show of affection all day long, but to be honest, he was just envious. He envied that Gu Zhou could make Fei Fan settle down, and he also envied that Fei Fan could give up everything for Gu Zhou. And a firm relationship is an old dream he once hoped for, but he doesn't want to mention it again.

Although he has tried to love someone desperately, he still chooses to let go. Even now, after he believes that the other person really loves him, he never has the courage to pick up the heavy love again. The feeling that made him breathless, such a devastating feeling, he didn't want to do it again.

The days without Pu Jinfeng, although not as relaxed and happy as imagined, were simple and ordinary. He didn't want to gamble the unreliable happiness with this peaceful beauty. Touching his soul, let him fall into the abyss, beyond redemption.

He will never forget the fear and despair of the second before being swallowed by death.

If there is any benefit in dying once, it may be that you understand what Brother Yong said, cherish and let go...

After Bian Xiaoyu died once, he understood, cherish life, stay away from lunatics!

Alcohol is a good anesthetic, it numbs the nerves and at the same time swallows up the unhappiness in the memory, Bian Xiaoyu sat alone in the corner, drinking one cup after another.

This special cocktail tastes great, but it has a lot of stamina. No matter how good Bian Xiaoyu is, he will feel dizzy if he drinks too much.

In a trance, a figure walked towards him and sat opposite him.

"Handsome guy, why are you drinking alone here?" This was the voice of a middle-aged woman who still had a charm, she seemed to be only in her thirties, she was extremely beautiful and had an excellent temperament.

Bian Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes and glanced at her, beckoned to the bartender, ordered a glass of wine for her, and the two chatted without a word.

In the past, Bian Xiaoyu was very fond of this kind of sister type, but he never fell in love with this kind of people. They are usually married young women who are bored and looking for someone to relieve their boredom. Bian Xiaoyu can't afford to play , I just don't want to be a junior and cause trouble for myself.

But now, on the contrary, he felt that sitting down and chatting with such an older woman was much more comfortable than messing around on the bed with those little girls with big breasts and no brains.

The two chatted from the view of life to the view of relationship, from the view of relationship to each other's current situation, the more they chatted, the more they hit each other, and the more they hit each other, the more they felt that they hated seeing each other later. Before they knew it, they chatted from day to night.

This woman named Sherry is very attractive in Bian Xiaoyu's eyes. He likes to listen to her stories. He feels that from her stories, he can hear the part that makes him feel the same. For no reason, he likes this woman very much. It seemed that it was the first time he was willing to be quiet, just as a listener, to listen to other people's lives.

In the end, both of them chatted a bit reluctantly, so Sherry left a phone call with him and said goodbye.

Back home, Bian Xiaoyu was lying on the bed in a daze. He felt that he really should have a new start. This might be the best way to say goodbye to the past.

One day, Bian Xiaoyu got off work and was about to have dinner with Li Jiahang, when she received a call from Sherry, so the two naturally had dinner together, and the chat was still very pleasant.

After dinner, out of politeness, Bian Xiaoyu offered to take Sherry home, and she graciously agreed.

In the car, the two didn't say anything more, they just listened to the music quietly and felt the beauty of peace. Bian Xiaoyu likes getting along like this, with mutual equality and respect.

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