my neighbour

It wasn't until Lin Jiang broke open Lin Wen's door that Lin Wen woke up from his lethargy.

It is hard to tell whether it is day or night in the bedroom, the air is turbid and hot, the only light source is the faint blue light from the computer screen, and the scattered fast food packaging bags are thrown all over the floor.

Lin Jiang frowned in disgust. He couldn't imagine that Lin Wen had lived in such a harsh environment for half a month.

She roughly dragged Lin Wen from the bed, and Lin Wen was roughly pulled to the ground by Lin Jiang, making a dull sound.Even so, she just groaned twice, slowly got up from the ground, and squinted at the person in front of her.

"Do you want me to collect your body?" Lin Jiang was furious.

"Ah..." Lin Wenhuan's dilated pupils slowly focused, and she scratched at her disheveled hair dully, "I'm sorry..."

"I don't want to... go to work..." Lin Wen buried his head in his arms, his voice muffled.

Lin Jiang's heart twitched in pain, she put her hand on the top of Lin Wen's hair, and patted it lightly, "Don't do this to yourself."

"You won't leave me alone, will you?" Lin Wen raised his head from his arms, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water, "I really can't do anything."

"Go home." Lin Jiang didn't say anything, but silently stroked the top of Lin Wen's head.

……

A week later.

Standing behind Lin Jiang, Lin Wen watched the staff of the moving company move his luggage onto the truck.The cool autumn wind blowing across his neck made Lin Wen shiver.

It turned out that a year has passed.

"I didn't have anything in the first place, and I have to throw it away when I move it back." Lin Jiang looked at the objects in front of him and said lightly.

"That's all I have left..." Lin Wen plucked the hair from his forehead.

Lin Jiang glanced at Lin Wen and said nothing more.

After the truck drove away with Lin Jiang's black car, a person walked out of the corner.

Song Yin's face was a bit haggard, his eye circles were reddish, and his fluffy curly hair was loosely scattered on his chest.Her hand holding on to the wall gradually tightened until her five fingers turned pale, before she loosened her grip.

Song Yin lowered his head, turned around and walked away.

……

Lin Jiang took good care of Lin Wen and almost responded to every request.

The sudden change and the favorable conditions made Lin Wen a little uncomfortable, but she didn't say much.

Like a programmed robot, she eats, exercises, watches TV, handles documents with Lin Jiang, sleeps, and nothing else.

In the garden downstairs, some red roses have been newly moved, which are particularly conspicuous among the light colors.

Lin Wen is a person who loves flowers, and she is very fraternal. She likes strong and innocent flowers.It's a pity that Lin Jiang doesn't like bright flowers. When she was still at home, Lin Jiang never allowed her to plant brightly colored flowers.

Unexpectedly, she actually planted red roses...

Lin Wen stroked the delicate petals of the red rose, but there was no disturbance in his heart.She calmly found that since that day, her heart seemed to have been poured with a thick layer of cement, which could not be resolved no matter what.

She stopped crying aloud, but she didn't want to laugh anymore either.

The fingertips that were caressing the rose suddenly felt a tingling pain, and bright red blood beads slipped from the fingertips and dripped on the flower mud under the feet.

At the same time, a drop of crystal dew on the rose petals also fell from the edge of the petals and was submerged in the flower mud.

"Are you crying?" Lin Wen knelt down and said softly to the rose in front of him.

"Lin Wen." Lin Jiang appeared behind Lin Wen at some point, and she stretched out her hand to Lin Wen, "Give me your hand."

Lin Wen obediently followed suit, Lin Jiang looked at the blood on Lin Wen's hands, frowned and said, "Idiot."

Lin Wen was speechless.

In the next second, the still sore fingers were wrapped in a warm and moist place, and the bloodstains on the hands were gently licked away, and even deliberately sucked the wound.

"Hmm..." Lin Wen snorted softly.

Lin Jiang raised his head, his eyes were very complicated, Lin Wen took the opportunity to pull his finger out of Lin Jiang's mouth, and brought out a shiny silver thread.

"Childish." Lin Wen flicked the marks on his fingers showing off, and smiled a little naively.

Lin Jiang did not respond.

Lin Wenshui lowered his hands, and when he was about to turn around and leave, his body was hugged forcefully from behind.

She lowered her eyes, but didn't move again.

After waiting for a long time, Lin Jiang did not speak again.

"Sister, what exactly do you want?" Lin Wen's expression was still calm, even a little indifferent.

"Just like before..." Lin Jiang's hands tightened even more.

"Isn't it now?" Lin Wen frowned.

"I want you to fulfill your promise." Lin Jiang turned Lin Wen around, and there seemed to be flames burning in the dark brown pupils.

"What?" Lin Wen tilted his head.

The flames in Lin Jiang's eyes were half extinguished.

"You can't... make me like this...but..."

"Isn't it you who said I was disgusting and told me to get out?" Lin Wen looked at himself through Lin Jiang's eyes, "Isn't it?"

Lin Jiang's hand holding Lin Wen's shoulder began to tremble violently.

"The current sister also disgusts me."

"To actually want to do this kind of thing to my own sister is really worse than a beast."

As soon as Lin Wen finished speaking, Lin Jiang raised his palm.

Lin Wen closed his eyes subconsciously, but did not wait for the familiar pain.

It was a suffocating kiss.

Lin Jiang closed his eyes, and kissed Lin Wen in a disorderly manner, tears flowed wantonly on his cheeks, and slipped into the entangled lips and teeth of the two, salty and astringent.

"Then let's go to hell together."

Lin Jiang was crying, but his eyes were extremely cold: "Don't ever try to run away from me again in your life."

Chapter30

"You still messed things up." The woman looked at Song Yin who was haggard in front of her, and put down the glass in her hand, "What are you going to do now?"

"Nothing." Song Yin stood expressionlessly.

Hearing such a direct and straightforward answer made the woman stunned for a while, but then she laughed again: "You were tricked by Lin Jiang, aren't you very cautious? You can also make such low-level mistakes?"

Song Yin didn't make a sound.

"Forget it." The woman glanced at Song Yin, her tone slowed down, "I don't plan to play anymore."

Song Yin's eyes moved slightly.

"I'm getting married next month, are you coming?" The woman crossed her hands and propped her chin, her eyes were clear, filled with happiness and satisfaction.

"No... no..." Song Yin couldn't accept that such a cruel and cold woman would actually be willing to be kidnapped by a marriage contract, and even showed such an idiotic expression.

"Hey, don't look at me like that." The woman raised her index finger and tapped the table, "We really love each other."

Song Yin lowered his head.

It's so ironic that people who clearly say they don't believe in feelings can still find so-called true love.

"You can continue to stay in the company, after all, the contract is still within the deadline."

"I'm so merciful." The woman covered her mouth and smiled, "Okay, you can go now."

Song Yin didn't take any action to leave, but stood there steadfastly.The woman looked Song Yin up and down for a while, and raised her eyebrows: "What? Don't you want me? It's okay, I will still play with you when I have time."

"Let me go." Song Yin looked directly at the woman in front of him, the hot and firm gaze made the woman almost have the illusion of being burned.

"Let you go?" The woman's eyes turned cold inch by inch, and her upper body leaned forward slightly, "It's a beautiful idea, you owe me so much money, and you still want to leave with a big swagger?"

"For so many years, what I have done... I have paid off everything that should be paid..." Song Yin's voice was a little choked up, but he still insisted on finishing the sentence.

"There is still interest." The woman smiled, "Didn't I tell you at the beginning, there is no chance of regretting it. You should have made up your mind long ago."

"Besides..."

"What kind of freedom do you need for such a trashy life?" The woman's smile was warm, but her tone was very vicious.

Seeing Song Yin's slightly trembling appearance, the woman admired it for a moment in satisfaction, stood up and walked slowly to the large French window, looking at the miniature version of the living beings and scenery under her feet, "I can let you go..."

Song Yin's breathing was stagnant.

"Unless you jump from there." The woman's slender fingers lightly tapped on the transparent glass, pointing to the sparkling sea near City A.

"Do you dare?" The woman's expression was provocative, like a sharp knife piercing Song Yin's chest.

It seemed that even time slowed down, the air began to condense, and there was only the sound of "thumping" heartbeat, which was especially obvious in the closed and empty space.

……

Woke up again not knowing where I was.

The chandelier above the head is gorgeous and spotless, and the decorative crystal lamp reflects colorful luster, which is extremely beautiful.It is precisely because of this flawless perfection that people feel extraordinarily unreal.

The mobile phone was called by the same call every day for more than a month, but Lin Wen never answered it once.

I just silently watched the incoming call reminder pop up to disappear, and then delete it indifferently.

Except for deleting the call history, the smartphone is no different from a decoration to her.

There are different kinds of clothes in the closet every day with novel styles, even if she can't wear that many at all, she still changes them every day.Instead, the white T-shirt she used to wear was thrown in the corner of the closet, curled up aside, covered by a bunch of gorgeous new clothes.

Lin Wen took out his T-shirt and put it on, opened the door and walked out.

Without work, life is more leisurely.The stomach, which is used to eating fast food, has gradually adapted to this kind of food that is more ornamental than practical.

Whenever Lin Wen saw less than 1/5 of the food in the middle of a large white porcelain plate, Lin Wen still felt a little uncomfortable.

This is natural, natural.

Just like when she was a child, she couldn't understand these flamboyant behaviors since then.

Finally finished eating, let's go to the garden to see the red rose.

When passing by Lin Jiang's room, the door was ajar. Lin Wen glanced in through the crack of the door. Lin Jiang was standing at the window, not knowing what he was doing.

"Give me another half a month..." It was Lin Jiang's voice.

Lin Wen stopped in his tracks.

"Half a month? It's been too long. That group of old men has almost set me up and stripped me for breeding. Besides, I've given up so much. I can't change it this time." A deep male voice said.

"Then... next week..."

"Okay." The man's voice slowed down a little, and he randomly resumed his playful tone, "I said, won't your sister be jealous if you do this?"

"She won't know." Lin Jiang hung up the phone and stood by the window for a long time.

Lin Wen somehow got to the garden. She knelt down and looked at the blooming rose, and suddenly stretched out her hand to grab its rhizome, and pulled it up vigorously.

The rose flower was uprooted, the petals were scattered all over the ground, and the tender palm was also cut by the thorn, and the blood dripped, blended into the dark ground, and turned into the most special nourishment.

Lin Wen threw the rose flower in his hand to the ground expressionlessly, turned around and left.

No one really cares about her feelings, and no one cares about the soul under her body.

Possession, control, deceit, she no longer wants to play this endless game.

No one loved her at all, and she probably should have known.