madness

Grandpa thought that Su Zhiyun would sleep when he came back. After all, he looked very tired. While urging the two children to take a bath, the old man prepared a change of clothes and hot water.

Gu Zehuan was still sitting on the sofa, his body was also soaked, water was dripping down, his black hair was soaked by the rain and stuck to his cheeks, the old man took out two clean towels from the cabinet together with the hot water hand it over.

"Thank you."

Gu Zehuan picked it up and wiped his hair with a towel. He lowered his head and drank the water in the cup. His lips were a little bloody from the steaming heat. He noticed that the old man raised his head and looked over.

Grandpa realized that his gaze was a bit presumptuous and impolite, so he immediately looked away. When he remembered Gu Zehuan's face, he frowned unconsciously for a moment, and then relaxed.

Gu Zehuan is good-looking, but it's not a serious good-looking, but a bit evil and weird, which makes people can't help but have some dark and dirty thoughts.

Although Su Zhiyun never mentioned where those hickey and bite marks on his body came from, those marks didn't look like they were left by a girl.

The old man guessed something, but he didn't say anything. He just made another cup of ginger tea and put it on the table, and said nonchalantly to Su Zhiyun who came out of the shower, "Ginger tea is ready, let's drink some. Just to get rid of the cold."

After Su Zhiyun drank the ginger tea, he thought it tasted bad, but he didn't say much. He was obedient and drank it down one gulp at a time.

The smell of ginger was so strong that Su Zhiyun felt that the tip of his nose and tongue were burning, so he went to the toilet to brush his teeth several times.

The puppy is very clingy, Su Zhiyun used to follow him when he was brushing his teeth, but now Su Zhiyun is going to go back to the room, and even stumbles to follow him into the room, as if he has become a half master.

If someone does not allow it to enter the room and lifts it up, it will struggle desperately, find all the gaps to get to Su Zhiyun's side, and as soon as it is released, it will immediately squeeze to his side eagerly.

In fact, when I first came here, I also had some new partners, and they always went out by themselves secretly, sticking to the backs of several big dogs as a little follower, but they really didn't want to see it.

Not only did he not treat him as a friend, but he also bullied him recklessly. After being bullied so badly, he learned to be good, and never went out to suffer. Willing to go, always hold.

The puppy still can't go to the toilet by itself, pees everywhere, and always wets the bed at night. Every time, he wets several beds, which makes people have a headache. He is timid and grudges by nature. After being scolded, he feels good for a long time Ignore people, not even wagging their little tails.

Grandpa always said that Lele was cowardly and clingy, that she could not be scolded even if she was beaten, and she would scream and pretend to be pitiful when she was scolded, and sometimes she would sob when she was scolded, and run crookedly to Su Zhiyun to complain, she was just crazy.

The puppy was put on the bed by Su Zhiyun and stroked its fur for a while, and soon fell asleep, with its belly stuck to the bedding, its nose twitched twice, and then it began to snore lightly.

The two masters were lying on the bed, each was silent, the room was not lit, it was very quiet, the moonlight outside the window was white, reflecting a sparkling pond.

Su Zhiyun was sleepy, every part of his body groaned due to the overwhelm, but he became conscious as soon as he touched the bed, and became clearer and clearer, as if all the drowsiness had been swallowed by the soft bedding and fluffy pillows.

The deep part of my brain is also throbbing and painful, and the seeds planted during the day are taking root and sprouting in the skull, and will bloom colorful flower buds at night.

Although Gu Zehuan has never mentioned it these few days, his face does not look like he is sleeping well. He often goes out alone during the day, and he can be seen standing by the ridge outside the house through the window, with the blue sky and white clouds winding in the distance. Winding and stretching, rice fields gushed out of blue waves, the young man was holding a cigarette, a little scarlet fire flickered, and the collar still had the smell of burning nicotine.

Gu Zehuan couldn't accept the approach of others, but Su Zhiyun couldn't stop approaching him. The two were like the positive and negative poles of a magnet, repelling each other and entangled with each other, but they couldn't fall asleep.

Originally, Su Zhiyun's symptoms of insomnia had been relieved a lot after returning to his hometown, but after going to the grave the day Su Zhiyun was beaten, the old illness began to recur, and even worsened.

At night, I often dream of the previous scene, the cold stream, the snow-white cherry blossoms, the cat and the young man under the tree, the girl running in the green field, and the blue butterfly specimen on the mottled wall.

Every single scene is not creepy, not scary, not as bloody and brutal as previous dreams, but like a literary or landscape scene.

At this time, Su Zhiyun would wake up profusely with sweat, his clothes soaked in cold sweat, his face was bloodless white, only his eyes were still black, and his eyelashes trembled in the night.

A girl who can never grow up is sealed in the crystal ball imprisoned by time.

Su Zhiyun couldn't restrain himself from imagining what the other party might look like when he grew up. Once he started imagining, his brain became entangled with pain, and his hair was wet with sticky sweat.

In the dim blue light of the night, someone passed a cigarette from the side.

He took the cigarette in the opponent's hand and lowered his head to take a puff, then slowly exhaled.

Su Zhiyun slowly finished smoking the cigarette, he pushed up the cuffs of his long sleeves and stretched them out, his dark eyes were very clear and calm in the moonlight.

"Bite me."

Gu Zehuan looked at him for a while, as if to discern how sincere these words were.

Su Zhiyun said: "You can do anything you want to me."

"Whether it's leaving bite marks, knife marks, or whatever."

Gu Zehuan lowered his head.

Su Zhiyun gradually felt the pain, the moon outside the window was still white, and the stars could not be seen.

There was a tooth mark on the young man's arm that could not be covered. He put on long sleeves, his skin was so pale that it had no blood color, his black eyes and hair always reminded people of plants that were gradually drying up and dying.

During the day, the wind blows the wheat waves, and the leaves rustle. Grandpa is not here today, so I took my grandma out for a walk in the morning, and I didn’t come back at noon.

Su Zhiyun took the cigarette from Gu Zehuan's hand, and gradually tightened his palm, the still burning cigarette butt died on his soft skin.

He was lying on Gu Zehuan's knees, looking at him from bottom to top, his soft black hair was hanging down, his fingers were slender and white and cold under the sun.

"Let's go back."

The sky light reflected on his eyelids, bright red.

Gu Zehuan didn't seem surprised by his words: "Why do you want to go back?"

"This place always reminds me of a lot of things from the past." Su Zhiyun stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and the bright red gradually turned dark: "I don't want to know about those."

Dust-covered butterfly specimens, dusty crystal glass balls, and green monuments in full bloom.

"It's enough to have you."

He said this in such a low voice that he could hardly hear himself.

The soft black hair hung down, and Su Zhiyun's hair was scattered on the floor in strands, like thin and shiny spider silk, so fragile that it would break if touched.

Gu Zehuan saw it, he picked up a strand, it was as cold as running water.

Su Zhiyun told his grandfather about his thoughts during lunch.

Grandpa said: "Are you leaving now? You haven't lived for a few days yet."

He was still hugging the puppy, his eyelashes were half drooping, his expression was restrained, he looked very tired, even his hair had lost its luster, and he was listless.

At first, my grandfather thought it was just because of the tiredness of the boat and the unacceptable environment, but it continued for many days, and he also realized that it might not be as simple as he thought.

After a long time, he sighed.

"Forget it, you can go back if you want to go."

Grandpa seemed to suddenly remember something when he was packing his luggage. He lowered his head and searched for a long time from the heavy key chain, and finally untied a piece of iron key and handed it over.

"This is the key that Mr. Tang left for you. He said that he left something for you at his house. Mr. Tang came back several times before, but you were always away. He also asked how you have been these years. It seems that I have been thinking about you all the time, and this time you are back, I just happened to go and have a look together."

When Grandpa said this, his posture seemed very natural and natural.

The keys in the old man's hand were cold, shiny, and chilly, so that Su Zhiyun looked at them for a long time, so long that even the old man thought he would not take the bunch of keys.

"I see."

However, Su Zhiyun finally took it, holding the key in his palm.

"I'll go and have a look," he said.

When Su Zhiyun said this, there was not much expression on his face, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

This old-looking house still maintains its original appearance, with red walls and black tiles, but some dark rust has grown on the door lock, and it will fall off a layer when you touch it.

Su Zhiyun took out the key from his pocket, and unlocked the door. The wooden door creaked and opened, a little damp smell came out, but the smell of dust was dry, astringent, and bitter.

The sofa and the wooden table were covered with a layer of white cloth, and the curtains were drawn tightly so that no light could leak in. The room was dim. Su Zhiyun groped for the switch and turned on the light.

Suddenly the bright lights reflected a room full of exquisitely packaged gift boxes, undelivered gifts were piled up in every dark corner, and there were even blessing cards carefully tied on them.

Each card is marked with time, starting at 11 years old - 12 years old, 13 years old, 14 years old, 15 years old, 16 years old, 17 years old, and finally.

Su Zhiyun unwrapped the presents one by one, and he didn't look excited at all.

However, these things are not as bloody and terrifying as imagined. They are all carefully selected gifts that ordinary boys will also be interested in.

He saw toy remote-controlled planes, game consoles, boxing gloves, sneakers, and then there were shiny earrings, lip rings, and tongue studs at the back.

There are many things that Su Zhiyun saw on the street but didn't buy.

He just opened it all the way. Shiba's gift box is a huge white box, which was carefully packaged and protected. After taking apart three layers of thick foam board and wrapping paper, the main body was barely exposed.

is a cylindrical object.

Su Zhiyun tore away the last layer of curtain covering it——in a glass jar nearly two meters high, there was a curled up female corpse soaked in formalin, whose face could not be seen clearly.

Kittens and sparrows with their necks cut off.

A letter and a diary were hanging from the cord that bound the curtain, previously tied into a bow.

Su Zhiyun opened the letter placed aside, and read it line by line.

Lele got out of the backpack on the side, and wanted to stick to it as eagerly as before, but Su Zhiyun ignored it.

After a long time, he clenched the envelope into a ball, and Su Zhiyun lowered his eyelashes.

"Let's go."

In the end, he only took the diary and letter with him, and the rest of the gifts were burned.

The blazing flames danced in Su Zhiyun's eyes, reflecting his black eyelashes as if they were orange, ready to burn together.

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