The life of a vegetative cup

In fact, when the doctor told him about the other party's possible illness in the future, Zhao Juntong didn't feel much surprise.

After all, no matter what the situation is, it's much better than falling asleep all the time.

He has been guarding the unresponsive person for more than a year. He communicates, chats and reads to the person who is addicted to dreams every day, but he doesn't get any response. Sometimes he doesn't even know how long he can hold on. .

Compared with the days when you can never see hope and the future, even if the other person is paralyzed and stupid now, as long as you can give him a look to let him know that that person is paying attention to him and listening to him, he will feel very satisfied .

It's just that on the way to the ward, Zhao Juntong couldn't stop thinking of the appearance of the person he found in the dark room at that time.

There is no light, no freedom.

There are only chains and imprisonment.

The light from the outside poured on the man's graceful body, casting a faint silhouette on the ground along the slender and slender outline.

All the persistence, all the pride, all the dreams that are stubborn but unhesitatingly being practiced, have all been carefully polished and disappeared in unknown places without a trace to be traced.

The only thing left is the empty and numb eyes, a piece of ashes and blackness, lying there quietly and obediently.

To the touch, the slightly cool skin was as soft and smooth as silk, pale with a strange rhythm, when he bent down to caress the other's cheek, he unconsciously turned his face and licked the fingers of the person who came up, trembling and posing Seductive, even begging gestures.

Zhao Juntong closed his eyes, and for a moment he felt that his function of breathing air had been completely deprived, and he could only barely stand with the help of the wall.

He could no longer see the person standing there in the sunshine on the construction site with a straight figure, forbearing and clear, looking back at him with a slight smile.

The person who attracted him deeply, he was afraid that he would never see him again.

It's all his fault.

It is his unscrupulous attempt to obtain it through seizure and conspiracy, but he is unable to guard the crime of the treasure.

He took Jian Minxi back without notifying anyone, not even Su Hangwen and Wei Bin.

He knew that if the other party was sober, he would never tolerate anyone seeing him in his current state, even Zhao Juntong himself was the last person he wanted to see.

It's just that Jian Minxi has gone crazy.

He is so crazy that he lives in his fantasy world every day, constantly recalling the beautiful, ugly, happy and painful past.

So crazy that he didn't even recognize the appearance of the culprit.

As long as you give him a mirror, he can talk to himself in the mirror all day long and say things that no one can understand, without making noise or making noise, excluding everything from the outside world, and completely immersing himself in his own fantasies and fictions .

Zhao Juntong did not follow the advice of the psychiatrist and sent Jian Minxi to a better mental hospital for comprehensive examination and treatment.

No one was with me, no one cared about me, I was shackled in a closed compartment, I was treated like a different person, faced back and forth inspections, tests, and forced treatment, I was alone.

He must never hurt him again, and he must never let anyone have the opportunity to hurt him again.

But Zhao Juntong did not expect that although Jian Mingxi was crazy, she still had moments of sobriety.

Doctors, nurses, and everyone in the nursing home are very relieved of his quietness and obedience, even Zhao Juntong is no exception.

But Jian Mingxi escaped anyway.

He escaped while Zhao Juntong was away.

Zhao Juntong had never been so afraid in his life.

He was afraid that the demon would find each other.

He was afraid that he would not be able to protect him again.

However, within a few days of his frantic search, he received payment information from the bank.

And Jian Mingxi's text message that can be called a suicide note.

Zhao Juntong couldn't imagine how the other party could find a way to leave in such a pitifully small waking time, and it was also impossible to imagine how such a person who had been living in the light without any pollution or filth could rely on stealing With the few sedatives and drugs left, he kept his spirit tense until he was on the verge of collapse, found the underground black market hidden in the worst environment, and sold his kidneys in the transaction, and gave the other party the money he paid the rest of the public funds Also on.

Jian Mingxi disappeared.

With a resolute and proud speed, he rushed down the cliff with deep disappointment and hatred for this world.

He will find the dignity he lost until he dies.

He never owed anyone.

Zhao Juntong stopped in his tracks.

Although Jian Minxi chose him as soon as he woke up, but at this moment, he had deep fear again.

He was afraid, afraid that when the other party woke up again, he would look at him with the same eyes of hatred and disgust.

But there was a sudden earth-shattering cry from the ward not far away, mixed with some other people's comfort, which was useless, the noise was so loud that even he could hear it from his current position.

Zhao Juntong paused for a moment, then walked a few quick steps and pushed open the door, and saw Jian Mingxi who was pinned down on the bed by two or three nurses and kept comforting him.

In fact, his strength is very small, so small that he doesn't even have the strength to lift a hand.

But the moment he saw himself appearing at the door, he still stretched out his hands in panic, looked at him with teary eyes and screamed "ahhh".

Jian Minxi just woke up and hasn't spoken for a long time, even if she made this meaningless sound, it was as rough and dry as sand and gravel.

Zhao Juntong watched quietly, and the other party's tears came out more urgently and his cries became sharper.

He walked to the bed, Jian Minxi was like the moment he just woke up, showing a sunny and bright smile like a child, stretching out fingers that can't be closed, trying to grab his clothes.

Zhao Juntong embraced him and held him tightly in his arms.

He wants redemption, he wants the other party to be happy.

He wanted this person's face to show the happy smile that once touched him deeply.

Zhao Juntong brought Jian Minxi home again.

It was as if the other party had really been reborn from the ashes, all the pain and bondage had been burned and buried, and he was just like a child every day, laughing, being naughty, acting like a baby, and even making trouble for no reason.

Zhao Juntong felt that he had also been reborn.

He laughs with each other, plays with him, eats together, basks in the sun together, takes a nap together, he reads to him, and he laughs and rubs against him, grabbing his clothes and biting back and forth.

Zhao Juntong sometimes thinks, in fact, there is nothing wrong with this.

The other party only depends on him, and he only takes care of him.

They stick to each other in this small house, completely living in their own world, without paying attention to anyone or taking care of anyone.

There is no more harm and conspiracy, betrayal and use, only pure happiness is left, and they are all happy.

This is actually the best result they all desire.

However, Zhao Juntong did not expect that the false happiness between him and Jian Mingxi would be broken so quickly.

When Ji Tao got up in a mess among the debris of tables and chairs, and kept asking him what he had done, Zhao Juntong didn't pay any attention to his thoughts.

His sins can only be redeemed from Jian Mingxi, and no one is qualified to collect debts from him instead of Jian Mingxi.

Since the former Jian Minxi had forgotten that everything disappeared without a trace, the reborn happy Jian Minxi now belongs to her.

He didn't want to hand him over to anyone again.

It's just that when he pushed Jian Minxi out of the restaurant and lowered his head inadvertently, he found that the other party was looking back at Ji Tao who was still in the restaurant, with a faint, imperceptible mocking smile on his lips.

A real, sharp, sarcastic smile.

Zhao Juntong felt that his blood was frozen in an instant and could no longer flow.

The pain of dislocation, the abrasions on the body, these could not find the slightest influence in the other party's indifferent and mocking eyes.

In just a split second, when Jian Minxi raised her head to look at herself again, she cried aggrievedly again, pulling her clothes to hug her.

The look in that moment, like a fleeting illusion, can never be traced again.

Zhao Juntong didn't know how he carried the man into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the car home in a daze.

After coaxing people to sleep, he smoked on the balcony for a whole night.

The acrid gas choked into the throat and lungs, even causing bursts of burning pain.

Even the cool night breeze can't blow away, soothing the unsettled pain.

Zhao Juntong looked at the flickering flame on the cigarette at his fingertips and closed his eyes.

On the second day, he took the man to the park, and at the same time asked someone to install it in the bedroom where he and Jian Mingxi slept, the kitchen where they ate, the living room where they played, and almost any hidden corner that could be observed. camera.

And he also found a photo of the other party's parents who died accidentally due to the collapse of a substandard dangerous building, and placed it on the most conspicuous coffee table in the living room.

After waiting for them to come back, Jian Minxi, who had changed her clothes, crawled around the living room with a smile on her injured wrist, and "giggled" while tugging on his trousers.

While Zhao Juntong was numbly waiting for the verdict, Jian Minxi turned around and saw the photo on the coffee table the next moment.

Zhao Juntong saw that Jian Minxi's body froze instantly.

He walked up to him and knelt down, forcibly turning the opponent's body around.

The person opposite raised his eyes to look at him, full of coldness and indifference.

Zhao Juntong can't remember exactly how it started, everything is like a bizarre dream, only the noise is buzzing in his ears.

Hoarse anger, biting, wrestling, and even sharp crying made Zhao Jun into a mess. He only knew to grab the other party and keep this person. No matter how disgusted and painful he was, he was determined not to let him go.

I can't let him disappear again, let him not be found no matter how heartbreaking.

Those who conquered... those who plundered... those who repeatedly sought... those who never give up...

Jian Mingxi's weak body doesn't have much strength, it's easy for him to restrain the opponent.

The delusion that had been suppressed deep in his heart was also released by him in the struggle and kicking.

The indifferent and ruthless Zhao Juntong, who grew up in plots and tricks since he was a child, seemed to break through the gentle disguise and restraint of sanctimonious gentleness at that moment, and reappeared in front of Jian Mingxi.

That's a beast.

A beast who sends the people he loves the most to hell just because of his boring yearning for the good and the clean.

After Zhao Juntong regained his composure and calmed down while panting, Jian Minxi, who was still neighing at first, was already dying in front of him.

Ragged clothes, various red and white liquids, bruising marks, and weak breathing.

The opponent's wrist, which had already been connected to the bone, was twisted into an incredible shape again.

On the way to the hospital, Zhao Juntong hugged Jian Mingxi, his mind went blank.

The usual composure and self-restraint have long been out of control, and Jian Mingxi is his only variable.

It was a sweet dream that he had begged for, entangled, and chased for a long time, clung to and scrambled for, but couldn't get it.

Dignity, happiness, health, freedom.

Because of his longing, Jian Minxi has lost too much...

What right does he have to blame the other party for not opening his heart to him just because he thought he gave affectionately?

In fact, as long as the other party can still live a happy and worry-free life in a place where he can see it, so that he can see the other party at any time and know that the other party is always well, he should be satisfied.

If the other party is still willing to face him with a smile, he should be grateful for God's tolerance and mercy.

He shouldn't ask for more, and he shouldn't keep asking for more shamelessly.

It's just that the other party forgot.

After falling asleep for a few days, I forgot everything.

Forget how badly he had hurt him, forget the pain and anger that day.

Even when he saw the photo of his parents again, the other party did not respond.

They seem to have returned to their old lives just overnight.

Personality disorders, loss of self-awareness, unconscious memory fabrications...

Zhao Juntong was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, not even knowing what he was thinking.

He only felt more pain, the pain was so painful that even a simple breath could move the hidden wounds in his body, the bloody and ugly wounds were torn apart.

He really understood at this moment, and he has never been sober and clear like this time.

The other party is now strong, so strong that he can get rid of all the pain and hurt from his heart, and close the door tightly. No matter what he does, no matter how much he hurts this person, he will never be able to enter again. went.

Jian Minxi became what he most expected to be.

At this time, the other party was facing himself, the murderer who caused him to have a fever and made him so sick that he couldn't even get out of bed, and even showed him his wrist with a cast, like a child who was bullied outside Same, sue him.

The wounds on the body have healed, and the wounds in the heart cannot be left behind. This is the strong backing of Jian Mingxi's happiness and happiness.

Zhao Juntong looked at the person who was lingering in his arms like this, but he could only pull the corners of his mouth stiffly, and his hoarse voice had to slow down for a long time before he could make a normal sound.

He promised Jian Minxi that all the bad guys who hurt him will be punished.

Especially himself.

He just needs to guard him, guard his happiness carefully and prudently, so that the other party can stand in the sun and smile again, and give him a free and happy life.

Whether it's money or cheating, as long as the other party wants it, as long as it makes the other party happy, he doesn't care.

He doesn't need the other party to change back, and he doesn't need him to return to what "Jian Mingxi" should be.

He doesn't care about the other party's mental or physical problems. This is not punishment for him, but his salvation, because it means that he still has meaning and function for Jian Mingxi.

And he didn't dare to chase anymore, never again.

He will let him go, he will arrange everything for the other party, and even let him leave with no burden of hatred for himself in the end.

The only thing he has to do is to destroy everything that will hurt him, and rebuild a happy world for him.

This is the sin he should atone for.

So he only left the other party with a ring, which he got in return when he pushed the still comatose other party to participate in the parade.

He just needs to silently guard him on the side.

More than three years have passed, maybe I am doing perfectly now.

Even Cui Zhao, who was extremely resistant to him at the beginning, has already begun to take the initiative to disclose Jian Mingxi's information to him, even though he didn't ask for anything.

The beach, the ocean, the high mountains, and the deep valleys in the photos, the other party has been to many places in the past few years, and he smiled so recklessly and flamboyantly everywhere, as if the light of the whole world was concentrated on him.

Compared with Jian Minxi, who was always suppressed, gentle and self-sustaining, and struggling with the whole world, now he is brave and fearless, with high passion, loves adventure and excitement, and enjoys life forever. Can appreciate the joy of being alive better than the person himself.

After such a long time, Zhao Juntong no longer knew whether he still had the so-called love for him in other people's mouths.

Zhao Juntong feels that he is actually just used to putting the other party first, and his brain and thinking are always the first to consider the other party.

He is used to waking the lazy person up every morning, feeding him, reading to him, laughing with him, watching him challenge himself with his petty tantrum, scrambling for toys and tie clips, and then Kiss each other at night after playing all day and fall asleep in each other's arms.

That person has a completely different personality from before, but the essence of the inner existence and the dazzling light have not faded at all, and it is still so eye-catching that it makes people cry.

What the other party once attracted him deeply has never changed.

I probably never knew what liking was, what was possession, and what was love.

But when he fulfilled the obligations and responsibilities of the family and the company, attended those meetings, banquets, exhibitions, intrigues and transactions, or when he was lying in bed alone at night with his arms empty and unable to sleep, he could always think of him.

When seeing toys, barbecues, desserts, diamonds, and banknotes, he can always perfectly picture the other party's happy smile when they see these things in his heart.

Jian Mingxi with such a simple and happy smile.

The other party inadvertently appeared in my empty heart again and again, as if rooted in every flowing blood cell, so indispensable.

If this continues, he may be able to slowly learn how to truly love someone.

Moreover, the other party asked him to wait.

Then he just waited.

He has been waiting for a long time, and he doesn't care about waiting a few more days.

As long as he can come back, he can wait even longer.

Because it is his only hope.