Louis

I comforted him: "No, no." "The world hates me." Louis let go, showing a smirk.I began to understand what Louis said, that we may be abandoned children, abandoned by the god of the world.Otherwise, why are we out of tune?

Soon, I took Louis and ran away, leaving behind our masterpiece and a word starting with F.Tomorrow's headlines will probably be this, we walked back throwing coats in the trash and burning a pair of trousers, mine.Once inside the apartment, Luis kicked off his shoes to run water in the bathroom we shared.The recorder "clicked" and I waited for it to play something, but it didn't.I went to turn off the tape recorder, and since then the tape recorder has not made a sudden "click".

"Hey, don't you come together?" Luis invited me, I hesitated and then agreed.The bathroom in the apartment is the place I am most satisfied with. The bathroom in the bathroom is separated by a layer of frosted glass. There is an open space behind the glass and then the bathtub, which is very large.Luis filled the bathtub, saw me standing by the glass door, showered me with the shower, and then he undressed himself.I turned my back and covered my face, I regretted it.

Soak in the bathtub for a while, and then come out and apply soap.Luis and I sat on the stool, paddling the water in the bathtub in a non-communicative manner.I said, "Bathing is social." "Yeah." Luis shampooed.It's strange that we see each other now.

"Louis, did you really hide from people when you disappeared?" "Of course," Louis said, rubbing out the shampoo, "once a guy with sunglasses stuffed a dick into my mouth and asked me if I was Louis. "I laughed: "What do you say." "I can't say anything, because the dick is in my throat, right next to it. So the killer took out the gun, and I said I was Louis." "Then How did you come back alive?" "Keep dying, and I ran when the killer was about to shoot." "Run?" "Yes, there was a street, and I ran while hiding, shouting 'Someone is going to kill Save me''Help me'." Louis finished, rinsing off the shampoo lather with the shower.

I don't believe Louis would have escaped the killer, but Louis does have scars on his face, and many more.Louis is my reflection of madness and absurdity. I have copied Lawrence, Storm, and Lamartine countless times... I envy him very much. He is smart and dares to do unusual things.And I, at best, sent short stories to porn magazines, sneakily.Louis would not be sneaky. He wanted the world to know him, and he didn't even bother to write a draft of a lie.

"Do you want to wash your hair?" Louis tossed the shampoo at me.I took it: "Louis did you have a first love?"

"Of course, in junior high, there was a blonde girl, and all the boys in school liked her. But she only liked me." Louis said, looking up, "Have you ever liked...a man before." "Uh...no."

"Connor is No.1." "Maybe."

"Have you confessed?" "I haven't"

"Why?" "Don't ask, I'm... afraid of being rejected." Louis turned his head with an unclear expression.

After washing my hair, Louis asked me if I wanted to take a bath first, and I didn't say no.While sitting in the water, Louis was flushing the shower. He closed his eyes and asked me, "Did I do something wrong?" "What?" "What happened tonight."

Louis smiled, sat up straight and said to me, "Close your eyes." I was puzzled, but I did.Then I felt Louis reach into the water and grab my left hand, and something below the temperature of the water slid my wrist.Louis said calmly, "Look at me."

I opened my eyes, still puzzled.It wasn't until I saw Luis holding my hand under the surface, it was blood red, that I realized that Luis wanted to kill me.I yelled: "What are you doing!" Louis grabbed my wrist tightly and put my whole hand under the water.I know that cutting your wrists won't kill you, but putting your hands underwater doesn't necessarily mean it.According to the current rate of spread, my life is not long.

"You're crazy! I'm going to die!" screamed, screaming, filling the room.Louis yelled, "Are you really afraid of death?"

"No one is not afraid of death!"

"Think about it, everyone is going to die." "This! It's different!"

"Do you regret it?" "Of course! Let me go! I'm going to die!"

"Regret ghost, regret this and that all day long, what is there that you can't regret, without turning back?" Louis said, my attention was still on the underwater hand.Louis slapped me across the face, and now I can really listen to him.

"Look at me, everyone's deserting you and me because you and I don't fit in." My usual 'three word' definitions don't work anymore because they're all:

Scared, scared, scared.

"Please, let go, please. I understand what you're saying, I'm going to die, really."

"Die and live." Luis slapped me again, showing me the scab from the gunshot wound through his left waist.I had only noticed the wound on his chest before, but not this. "You think I can really escape from the killer. No way. This almost killed me. I lay in the hospital for a week before I could get out of bed and toilet by myself."

"I understand, I understand!"

"What do you understand? You are dying now, what are you going to do if I let you go?"

"I……"

"miss you!"

So a man in black with a gun appeared in my dumb brain, and I said "I want to eat kebab" and killed me.I said "seek the boss to settle accounts" and shot again...for the last time, I tried my best to say "I'm going to confess my love".The man in black took off his mask, showed a smoky smile, and shot me again.The bullets turned into pieces of shredded paper, and from then on, the executioners of literature, prose, and novels applauded together, and the stars covered their shoulders.I know that tonight's sleep will be sweet and tomorrow will be the happiest day of my life.

"Confession, I'm going to confess." I said to Louis.Satisfied, Louis took my hand out of the water, and the blood that had turned into drops slipped across Louis' fingers and fell back into the water.I raised my wrist, still in shock, but there was nothing on it, Louis took out a strip of red paint that was squeezed out from the side: "Dangdang~"

Immediately I rolled my eyes like an epileptic seizure, presumably a freeze of my overloaded brain.This is not surprising, many people will faint when stimulated.In the watery emptiness, Louis appeared in my hallucinations and dreams.Generally speaking, the Louis in the hallucination is an animal, a common and ordinary animal.