madness

A sharp knife slipped out of Su Zhiyun's cuff, and he held the handle tightly, pressing down inch by inch.

Seeing that the sharp point of the knife was about to touch Gu Zehuan's shoulder blades, the other party's eyes did not blink, looking at Su Zhiyun's eyes like a misty moon, he asked seriously: "Do you want to kill me with this knife? I?"

When he said this, his eyes were still watching from bottom to top, and he even seemed a little ignorant and innocent like a child, even his tone of voice was the same, as it should be.

It seemed that he really didn't understand why Su Zhiyun did this.

Su Zhiyun just looked at him deeply, not wanting to miss a second. He stared at this face that he hadn't seen for a long time, and then responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Gu Zehuan still looked a little confused and puzzled, looking so innocent and confused: "Why? Didn't you say you like me?"

Su Zhiyun froze, his fingers holding the handle of the knife ached from the force, and his veins burst out.

The two were in a stalemate, and no one spoke.

The orange light of the setting sun fell strangely in Gu Zehuan's eyes, as if a lamp suddenly lit up, the irises were reflected brightly, and a little bit of brilliance was breathtaking.

That color is really bright.

It's like the scorching sun on the playground today.

Su Zhiyun seemed to be burned by the light, lowered his eyes, and answered in a low voice.

"Yeah, I like you, but that's not contradictory."

Long-term insomnia made the young man look even more depressed. His black hair was soft, and only a single line of collarbone was exposed from the black collar. It was slender, cold and white without blood, and there was a faint shadow under the nest.

Almost unbearable fragility.

Gu Zehuan looked at him quietly, and suddenly approached him without warning, and went straight to meet him at the tip of the knife.

The strength with which he grabbed Su Zhiyun's wrist remained unchanged, as if it could break his wrist bone.

The knife in Su Zhiyun's hand fell from the palm of his hand to the ground with a bang, and it made a crisp sound, as if the master didn't intend to hold it tightly.

Neither of them picked up the knife on the ground.

The majestic and majestic sunset outside the window gradually disappeared into the horizon, and the classrooms where no one turned on the lights were also dimly lit, and even the bright orange light in Gu Zehuan's eyes gradually disappeared into the night.

Gu Zehuan said: "You can't kill me."

He didn't smile himself, but half of his face was hidden in the darkness, only the corners of his lips were naturally raised, as if he was smiling.

This person is really strange, even such a miraculous smile doesn't seem warm.

Rather cold and arrogant.

Su Zhiyun's wrist was still being held tightly by the other party, but his eyelashes drooped down, avoiding the boy's gaze.

Of course, he couldn't kill Gu Zehuan.

When Gu Zehuan came towards the tip of the knife, Su Zhiyun had plenty of time to press down on the tip of the knife, but he didn't. He chose to let go of the dagger in his hand.

This is an undeniable and naked fact, even Gu Zehuan has already understood and guessed it.

Su Zhiyun pursed his lips tightly, unable to speak, let alone refute.

"That's right, even if the knife has really fallen, I can't do it."

Gu Zehuan blinked his eyelashes, he observed Su Zhiyun's expression carefully and quietly: "Because you like me?"

Su Zhiyun said: "Yes, because I like you."

So Gu Zehuan stopped talking, he suddenly seemed to lose his character, and the strength of holding Su Zhiyun's wrist became weaker.

Su Zhiyun struggled twice, and naturally broke free from his grasp.

He didn't pick up the knife either, he got up and walked out, his back was hazy, he looked thin, and there was still a little glimmer of light on his snow-white earlobes, which was the abbreviation of Gu Zehuan's name.

Su Zhiyun didn't look back, just as his fingers landed on the doorknob, something cold was stuck to his throat silently from behind, very cold.

He heard Gu Zehuan's footsteps, but he didn't pay attention.

Gu Zehuan's voice was strangely warm in the night, like the blood flowing under his pale skin, clamoring for moist heat: "You said before that you are a good student, I don't know if you are learning quickly."

The blade was different from his voice, which made Su Zhiyun's skin feel cold. He held the doorknob, but didn't turn it down, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated: "What do you want to teach me?"

Gu Zehuan's voice was very close to Su Zhiyun, and the empty classroom was dimly lit, so his eyes were blurred in the night.

The breath floating over seems to have a sweet cherry aroma.

"Teach you to do things you want to do but can't do."

The blade cut in along the collar, unbuttoning the buttons one by one, Su Zhiyun's clothes were cut, his skin was scratched, and slender, bright red gashes opened.

Gu Zehuan's sense of proportion is very good, these scars are not too deep scars.

Su Zhiyun's breathing gradually became faster, but it was not because of pain, but because of excitement. He wanted to cover it up as much as possible, but Gu Zehuan didn't seem to see his embarrassment. Come here, pierce the heart, people will die in just a few minutes, if you are more accurate, you can die in an instant."

With the point of the knife pressed against Su Zhiyun's chest, he heard his own deafening heartbeat in the silence.

"If you want to choke someone, you must remember to choke him tightly, don't let go, don't hesitate, just like you killed Tang Hong at that time, in this way, the person you choked will die in five to 10 minutes. die within."

Gu Zehuan stared at the wound on Su Zhiyun's shoulder blade, his knife tip moved closer, and heard the other party's sudden and rapid panting.

The boy's skin was very fair, and the wound became more and more red.

He bowed his head and kissed the bright red crescent lightly, whispering like whispering to his lover.

"Your likes do nothing, so you get nothing."

Su Zhiyun's body was lowered, and Gu Zehuan was restrained from behind and leaned against the desk. He saw a mirror on the podium, and his cheeks that were gradually flushed due to suffocation were reflected in the mirror.

He wanted to step back and avoid his face in the mirror, but Gu Zehuan didn't allow him to do so. The other party let go of his fingers and asked, "You said your current appearance...is it very similar? What did you say to me before?"

"Bitch."

When Su Zhiyun heard these words, his eyelashes trembled suddenly.

Gu Zehuan stretched out his finger in front of him: "Lick it."

There was silence on the other side for a while, and then Gu Zehuan's fingertips gradually became hot, so he laughed and said in an innocent and clear tone - "You are so good."

……

The next day, Gu Zehuan went to school and studied with Cui Qingqing as if nothing had happened.

After the morning self-study, the math class representative came to collect the homework. Seeing that Gu Zehuan was still sitting in his seat, he asked him casually, "Have you recovered from your cold?"

Gu Zehuan nodded and raised his head from the table: "Okay."

His eyelids were still slightly red, but his nasal voice was almost gone.

The math class representative glanced at the snacks and cold medicine piled up on Gu Zehuan's desk, showing some envy, and sighed with emotion.

"If only I were half as popular as you. I don't know if I have received as much snacks as you in a day. It's really hard to compare people and throw away things."

But he was just expressing his emotions. In order to give some time to the students who copied their homework, he shrugged and quickly attracted the attention of the people next to him, and started chatting with other students.

A few people talked about Su Zhiyun in the class next door.

"It seems that Su Zhiyun didn't come to class today."

"Really? Hasn't he been absent from class since this semester?"

"When I was passing by the office just now, I overheard their homeroom teacher calling Su Zhiyun's home, but they couldn't get through. After more than a dozen calls, it seemed that Su Zhiyun answered the phone in the end."

When several people heard this, their expressions became a little subtle.

"His family hasn't taken care of him much."

"That's right. Otherwise, why would you agree to let students who are still in high school have long hair, tattoos, and pierced ears?"

Someone listened for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking curiously: "Is Su Zhiyun that tall and thin boy with long hair and very white hair?"

The representative of the mathematics class nodded repeatedly: "That's right, it's him, it's him, I heard that he seems to be sick these few days, and he has to ask for a few days off."

The other students showed surprise expressions.

It seems impossible to connect the word sick with Su Zhiyun.

"I bumped into him a few times before, he was quite cold, very pale, and his complexion didn't seem very good. No wonder he always looked weak."

"No way, how did I hear that he fights very hard and has never lost before. Will such a person also get sick? It always feels incredible."

"What is this? People get sick, feel pain, and have joys, sorrows, sorrows, joys, sorrows, and joys. Isn't it a very normal thing?"

The math class representative showed a very understanding look at this time.

"Maybe Su Zhiyun is just the same as us, there is no difference."

A few people smashed their mouths, and dispersed as if nothing had happened, chatting about other topics.

Su Zhiyun was only mentioned once by others.

Like tasteless tasteless chicken ribs that are a pity to discard, everyone's interest is waning.

Cui Qingqing came to Gu Zehuan after class and asked him if he had said something to Su Zhiyun.

Gu Zehuan's pen tip casually landed on the table, click, click, click, and many small black spots slid out. After a while, he seemed to hear Cui Qingqing's voice, and slowly raised his eyes.

Those bright eyes vaguely reflected Cui Qingqing's face.

Cui Qingqing asked that gaze to stare at him without blinking, her whole body was stiff.

He lowered his head and picked up a cherry from the plastic box and ate it. It was bright red and stained a little on his lips.

"No, I didn't say anything to him."

When Gu Zehuan said it lightly, Cui Qingqing let out a long breath, and she didn't know whether it was because of Gu Zehuan's denial, or because the other party finally moved away from staring at her.

"Don't tell him anything, don't forget our agreement."

"Ah."

Gu Zehuan picked up another cherry, put it in his mouth and crushed it, and raised his eyelashes a little.

"I won't say anything."

The unreasonable tone made Cui Qingqing feel nervous. She thought of Su Zhiyun's state for many days, and even she began to doubt whether what she was doing was correct.

Can this really help Su Zhiyun?

But she quickly put the idea behind her.

No one can live without him.

she thought so.

However, Gu Zehuan did not come to class the next day either.

……

A slightly old and dark room, clean and mottled wooden floor, fluttering white veils, only a little daylight leaked in from the closed curtains, two people were lying on the floor, one of them was lying on the knees of the other On the ground, like a child holding the corner of the other party's clothes tightly in the palm of his hand, his brows were stretched, and he fell asleep.

He was holding a dog in his hand, which was nearly half the length of an arm, nestled docilely in his arms, half-sized, and looked at the boy with two black eyes.

The little golden retriever lowered its head and sniffed around restlessly. After smelling the familiar smell, the tail on its back wagged even more happily. It struggled to jump out of Su Zhiyun's embrace, poked its head out to lick Gu Zehuan's palm, it got wet, and kept on licking it. He whimpered and acted like a baby, trying to wake up the other party to play games with him.

Gu Zehuan woke the puppy up by licking him up. He opened his eyes and saw an empty room. There was still pain on his forehead, and it was going to hurt even if he moved a little. As soon as he raised his hand, he heard a crackling sound at his wrist.

A silver chain stretched out from the cuff to the far foot of the bed.

Su Zhiyun pulled the hem of his clothes, closed his eyes and fell asleep curled up, his black hair covered most of his face, only his chin was exposed.

It was very quiet, just like falling asleep in the rental house before.

He seemed to have heard the sound, and his black eyelashes trembled and slowly opened.

Gu Zehuan's forehead was still tied with gauze, which was simply bandaged. The gauze was not a bright red color, but a dull red, as if it had been saved for a long time, solidified, and not fresh.

He stared at Su Zhiyun, unable to see what emotion it was.

It's intensely colored and should hurt.

Su Zhiyun straightened up, stretched out his hand to touch Gu Zehuan's chin, the skin underneath was still warm and hot, not at all like something in a dream, it was cold.

There is no temperature.

Gu Zehuan didn't hide either, he lowered his head and asked, "Where is this?"

"Our home." Su Zhiyun sat back slightly, hugged the little golden retriever at his feet, but still looked at Gu Zehuan, his eyes were as clear as a child's: "Don't you like it?"

Gu Zehuan didn't speak.

Su Zhiyun stroked the little golden retriever slowly, not surprised by the silence, he just said to himself: "It's okay, you will like it in the future, we still have a long, long time."

Last night, Gu Zehuan was attacked on his way home. A figure came out of the side alley without warning, and slammed a baseball bat at him.

The action was so clean, so unhesitating, so instantaneous that no one could react in time.

Gu Zehuan told him to hit him, and there was a sharp pain on his forehead, and there was a red mist in front of the dripping blood, and he could smell the fishy smell, and he became black and dizzy, and saw the man approaching gradually, wearing white sneakers, spotless, from Taking out a handkerchief in his arms still has a pungent chemical smell.

Su Zhiyun kissed Gu Zehuan's finger, and said excitedly like a child asking for a reward: "From now on, there will only be the two of us."

"There will be no one else."

After hearing this, Gu Zehuan still didn't show much expression, but closed his eyes, as if he was a little tired.

……

The days that followed were peaceful.

Most of Su Zhiyun and Gu Zehuan didn't do much when they were together, they just slept. He seemed to be very sleepy, always wanting to sleep, drowsy, sleeping during the day and at night, but the time of sleep was very short, and the quality of sleep was not good.

He likes to be close to Gu Zehuan, just like Lele wants to be close to him, he will wake up every hour and look up to see if Gu Zehuan is still there.

Because he always has nightmares when he sleeps, there are too many messy and strange things, occasionally he has to try to find the smell of lime washing powder between half-dream and half-awake, fumble for Gu Zehuan's clothes, and only when he clenches them tightly can he see an inch of the dark mist in front of him It spread inch by inch, covering the bloody and beautiful illusion.

When he can't sleep well, Su Zhiyun will eat Gu Zehuan's candy, but at that time even the candy is not sweet, it has a very weird taste, like rotten plums fermented in the sun.

But Gu Zehuan can eat candies with great taste.

He unhurriedly peeled off the candy wrapper, put the candy into his mouth, and chewed it carefully and slowly, with a crackling sound, the air diffused the sweet taste.

Su Zhiyun always felt that the candy he ate was better than his own. He wanted to say that he wanted to get some candy from Gu Zehuan, but he was always afraid that Gu Zehuan would not give it to him, and he was even more afraid that Gu Zehuan would hate it.

So Su Zhiyun just leaned over to kiss Gu Zehuan quietly on the lips when he was asleep, as if he could get some sweetness in this way.

His lips were dry and astringent, cracked, and he could only taste the smell of blood, but Gu Zehuan's lips were soft and moist, like flowers, trees, leaves, and all the natural and beautiful plants you can imagine. Produces lustrous honey, very sweet to lick.

Su Zhiyun licked Gu Zehuan.

I felt that the tip of my tongue didn't feel so bitter anymore.

There is a white medicine bottle on the table, the sun falls on it, and the reflection is also a vast expanse of whiteness.

Gu Zehuan's gaze stayed on the thing for a while, and then quickly moved away.

Su Zhiyun was keenly aware of it, and he began to explain on his own, regardless of whether Gu Zehuan listened or wanted to hear it: "I'm afraid you'll disappear after taking the medicine and falling asleep."

When Gu Zehuan didn't speak, Su Zhiyun would spout some unnutritious words, here and there, saying whatever came to mind.

It seems to be afraid to be quiet.

Since being locked up here and unable to contact the outside world, Gu Zehuan's words have become less and less, and sometimes he can not speak for a day, even if Su Zhiyun is trying his best to please him, he still keeps silent.

Later, when Su Zhiyun bought a lot of wine and came back from somewhere, he was drunk, so he boldly kissed Gu Zehuan.

The smell of alcohol was so strong that Gu Zehuan turned his head away.

Su Zhiyun seemed to be angry after being rejected, so he lowered his head to bite, biting like a puppy, he was not weak, and he bit seriously, biting bloody everywhere, and after going crazy, he raised his wet eyes again Looking at Gu Zehuan, she asked pitifully and confusedly, "Why don't you let me kiss you."

Gu Zehuan didn't speak, not a word.

Su Zhiyun, who was so courageous before, seemed to have vanished into thin air again. He was like a paper tiger that could break through without Gu Zehuan poking him, showing a lot of cowardly and restless expressions.

Even though Gu Zehuan didn't say a word, he was afraid, and lowered his head to flatter the wound he had just bitten on Gu Zehuan's lips. He tasted some fishy smell, and his eyes gradually turned red again.

"I want to do it with you."

No one made a sound for a long time, but Su Zhiyun laughed. He took Gu Zehuan's silence as acquiescence, and began to stretch out his hand to pull off the other person's clothes.

The cuffs stuck at the end and couldn't go down.

Su Zhiyun groped down the cuff until he found the cold iron chain. He didn't move and didn't speak.

The world became a mess in his eyes, and it took a while for Gu Zehuan's voice to squeeze into his mushy ears—"I need to go to the bathroom."

Su Zhiyun nodded, and stood up obediently to unlock the chain. He was a little staggered and opened the lock for a while.

But he insisted on handcuffing the other end of the shackles to his wrist before leading Gu Zehuan to the bathroom.

Even when Gu Zehuan was going to the toilet, someone would stare straight at him from behind, his eyes burning.

It would be unbearable to be looked at like this when another person went to the bathroom, but Gu Zehuan didn't seem to care much.

Su Zhiyun didn't stare at other places, but stared at his legs intently. He was fascinated by it. After washing his hands, Gu Zehuan walked towards him, and he counted silently in his heart, one step, two steps, three steps...

For a healthy person, it only takes about five steps to walk a distance of five meters, which is equivalent to less than three seconds.

It will be faster if you run.

So if it weren't for the chain, Gu Zehuan would definitely not have brought it here obediently.

He can run out very quickly.

Su Zhiyun remembered that when he was in school, Gu Zehuan ran faster than him.

So Su Zhiyun looked at his calf, unconsciously lost in thought.

His eyes were still dim, and after a while, he smiled softly and gently.

In the next few days, Su Zhiyun didn't go out. When Gu Zehuan was leaning against the window to smoke, he saw Su Zhiyun sitting not far from him, concentrating on reading a book.

With his back against the door, he curled his legs, and when he was quiet, he looked fragile, sick, and sensitive, like a melancholy boy in white, except that he didn't look like a mental patient who would forcefully lock people in a house.

Gu Zehuan's eyes fell, those books were all about nursing.

Pale smoke floated up from his knuckles, he only looked at Su Zhiyun for a while, then looked away again.

The red flames lit up his face, his eyelashes were so thick that he couldn't see clearly what he was thinking.

The soot fell down in a rustle, and was blown away by the wind in an instant.

At night, Gu Zehuan heard a rustling sound. He opened his eyes and saw Su Zhiyun walking towards this place, but his legs were wrapped in layers of blankets at some point and he couldn't move.

Su Zhiyun reached out to touch his face, which was a little cold.

"It will hurt a little, you can call, it's okay, this place is far from the city, no one will find you."

When he said this, he didn't seem violent at all, but very calm and gentle. The hammer in Su Zhiyun's hand was black and heavy, and it made a muffled sound when it was dragged on the floor.

"It doesn't hurt."

He whispered it hypnotically, and repeated it.

"It doesn't hurt."

……

Su Zhiyun lowered his head and kissed Gu Zehuan's blood-stained palm. His soft hair fell down and wrapped around his cheek, muttering to himself.

"That way you won't go away."

In the past few days, Su Zhiyun's spirit is much better than before. He is like a plant that has finally been irrigated, and suddenly becomes full of vitality, his eyes sparkle, so bright that it is frightening.

He took care of Gu Zehuan's daily life very carefully, tirelessly, and even got a wheelchair from nowhere.

Occasionally, when the weather is good, Su Zhiyun will push Gu Zehuan to the garden.

It was a desert outside, overgrown with weeds and nothing.

As if he didn’t see it, he pointed to a dead vine and said: “You can plant roses here, and you must plant white ones, because they will be beautiful when they bloom, and the petals will fall to the ground like rain. "

"If you prefer another color, we can change it too. What color do you like? Pink? Red?"

Gu Zehuan was covered with a thin blanket on his knees, his hair was blown by the wind, and he remained silent.

Su Zhiyun continued talking to himself.

"But it's not good here. The rainy season is too long. They all say that people with inconvenient legs and feet will suffer from bone pain in rainy days."

One day, two days, three days.

Gu Zehuan still didn't say a word. He was a prisoner whose tongue was cut off for a heinous crime, but the nerve to convey the pain grew in the intact Su Zhiyun. He was about to be driven crazy by such cold violence, and gradually became moody. go Ape.

The white porcelain vase in the house was smashed to pieces when he was angry, and the hibiscus flowers, lilies, eustoma, and red roses he bought were all scattered all over the floor. Su Zhiyun stepped on it with bare feet, and the blood did not feel painful when it pricked. Staring at Gu Zehuan.

"Why don't you talk to me?"

Gu Zehuan sat on the bed with his head tilted, dust flying on his eyelashes.

He's stuck in a corner with nowhere to go, like a princess trapped in a tower.

Looking so fragile, in white, it's almost impossible for anyone to criticize him.

Su Zhiyun walked over, he knelt at Gu Zehuan's feet, gently held Gu Zehuan with bloody fingers, then bowed his head and kissed.

If there were no accidents, the days would have passed so peacefully.

But this is impossible, his clumsy technique is not enough to cover up all the traces left by himself.

So when Su Tianlin broke into the door, Su Zhiyun's expression didn't look surprised.

The sun came out today, and the setting sun was warm and golden, covering Su Zhiyun's face, making his lowered eyelashes almost show a tender and sweet expression that Su Tianlin had never seen before.

His hair was grown long, even a bit too long, and tied at the back of his head, but his neck was slender. He knelt on the floor to help Gu Zehuan put on his socks, revealing his lonely and thin shoulder blades from the black skirt, like a quilt A dove with a broken neck and a dying dove.

"Do you know how long we've been looking for you?"

Su Tianlin's face was ugly, and he walked up to Su Zhiyun in a few steps.

Su Zhiyun was pulled up roughly like this, he slowly raised his eyes as if he just realized someone broke into the room.

His eyes lightly stayed on Su Tianlin for a while, then skipped over without hesitation, and landed on a place behind him.

Su Zhiyun was still holding a white sock in his hand, he pushed Su Tianlin away, squatted down in the silence, and put another sock on Gu Zehuan.

Su Tianlin couldn't bear Su Zhiyun's deafness to his words: "I'm talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

"Don't touch him."

Su Zhiyun grabbed Su Tianlin's extended hand.

The brilliant, scorching sunset was stored in his eyes, bright red and eloquent, almost covering his original pupils.

"What did you say?"

Su Zhiyun repeated it softly.

"Don't touch him."

……

Outside the operating room of the hospital, both Su Tianhe and Su Tianlin looked extremely ugly.

When Su Tianhe received the call, he had vaguely guessed that what Su Zhiyun committed this time was not a trivial matter. He asked Su Tianlin to stabilize Su Zhiyun first, and he contacted a private hospital with strong confidentiality.

Unlike Su Tianhe, who had a serious and dull face, Su Zhiyun sat on a chair, raised his head and looked at the ceiling, chewing orange-flavored gum, and did not appear nervous or uneasy.

Obviously just now, he had the posture of going to fight them desperately.

Su Tianlin couldn't help thinking this way.

The two of them spent a lot of effort in order to take Gu Zehuan away. Su Zhiyun seemed to have gone crazy, and he didn't allow anyone to get close to the two of them.

In the end, the three of them were all stained, and Su Tianlin didn't expect that Su Zhiyun would dare to attack him, and he became a little angry after hitting him, and the attack gradually lost its severity.

The whole family sat outside the door of the emergency room, silent.

Occasionally someone around cast a strange look, but they didn't see it.

Su Zhiyun was the most seriously injured, his whole body was covered with scars, and his right eye was severely wounded with a bandage, but he was the most relaxed one.

With his hands in his pockets, his intact left eye was illuminated by the light, almost showing a glass-like transparent texture, his eyelashes blinked twice, and then he looked at Su Tianlin and remained still.

Su Tianlin met his eyes, and was almost stared at by his motionless eyeballs, and a layer of goosebumps came down.

Su Zhiyun is not normal.

Although from the outside, he is really calm and nonchalant, except for the scars all over his body, he looks like an ordinary boy in the rebellious stage.

But his eyes were numb, numb, cold, and lacked energy.

His soul seemed to float out together, dangling in a place Su Tianlin could not see. For a moment, Su Tianlin had a strange illusion.

He felt that Su Zhiyun had already guessed that he would come and envisioned all this.

This is what he expected.

So at this moment his soul is not here, but drifts to other places, watching them with a critical, silent, bystander attitude.

He shook his head, pushing the thought out of his mind.

It's ridiculous.

Su Zhiyun had no reason to do this.

Time passed by, and Su Zhiyun, who hadn't seen Gu Zehuan for an hour, gradually lowered his head.His lips were a little pale, and a layer of dead skin had formed due to lack of water. He bit and licked his lips with his teeth, as if he was not at all worried that his lips would dry out and bleed.

The nurse at the side watched him for a long time, and poured a cup of warm boiled water from the water dispenser.

Su Zhiyun didn't seem to see the outstretched hands. He was wearing a hat, his head was raised up, most of his face was covered in the shadow, only his chin and lips were exposed.

The nurse was a little embarrassed, and took the water glass back embarrassingly.

Su Tianlin saw that he gradually began to tremble, then lowered his head, trembling even with the iron chair, and finally couldn't help frowning.

"Clap."

"Clap."

There were two soft beeps.

Something dripped from Su Zhiyun's drooping hair and landed on the clean floor.

It was a drop of blood.

Su Tianlin's pupils suddenly dilated. He walked over and pulled Su Zhiyun up.

Seeing the light suddenly, Su Zhiyun's eyes blinked unnaturally, but his gaze was still slack. He bit his finger nervously, the blood was dripping and he didn't respond, as if he didn't feel any pain. Makes weird creaking noises.

If you listen carefully, you can still hear him calling someone's name in a low voice.

Su Tianlin was so angry that he grabbed Su Zhiyun's collar tightly and slapped him twice.

"Be sober for me! Who will show this inhumane and ghostly appearance now?!"

Su Zhiyun suffered those two blows, and the wound on his forehead split open again, bleeding out, his face turned pale, he didn't say a word, his black hair was drenched in cold sweat, and he looked extremely weak.

After hearing the news, the doctor and security guard hurriedly pulled them away. The nurse glanced at the wound on Su Zhiyun's forehead, and turned to stare at Su Tianlin with some dissatisfaction: "You guys understand, this is a hospital, not a place for you to fight. .”

"There are still many patients here who need to recuperate, please stay quiet and calm!"

These two slaps seemed to have woken Su Zhiyun up. His eyes gradually became more focused, and he sat down against the wall. He tasted the dryness of his tongue and lips, and the smell of blood.

After a long time, he looked down at his fingers.

The finger was bitten by himself, full of scars and dripping with blood. The strange thing was that he didn't feel any pain at the time, but after a while, the pain seemed to gradually recover, and the pain was throbbing.

There was a dull pain along with the heart.

After a long time, Su Zhiyun licked his chapped lips: "Will he die?"

Su Tianlin glared at him fiercely, and said coldly, "Why didn't you think of this when you attacked?"

Obviously Su Tianlin misunderstood Su Zhiyun's meaning, he thought that Su Zhiyun's question was regretting what he had done to Gu Zehuan.

Actually not.

Su Zhiyun didn't regret it at all.

But he didn't say this, but took out a rubber band from his pocket, and tied up his hair that was knotted with dust and blood.

"It doesn't matter, if he dies, then I will die too."

Su Tianhe waited for a long time, but he did not expect such a reply from Su Zhiyun, his blood surged and his eyes turned red.

"I think you are really completely crazy!"

Su Zhiyun ignored Su Tianhe, those harsh words could not enter his mind, he just bowed his head and kissed the eternal flower rose earrings in his palm.

That was the one he bought earlier, and he forcibly put the other one on Gu Zehuan's ear.

"I will be good and be a good student."

He talked to himself for a long time, and then seemed to think of something happy. Yes, he smiled sweetly.

His smile is really good-looking, soft, with crooked eyes, and he doesn't look like a little lunatic at all.

Li Yanjiao came late when the operation was about to end. She didn't want to come, and she didn't want to see Su Zhiyun, but came here in a hurry after hearing that her precious eldest son was also injured.

She used to be a very reserved and elegant person, and everyone who met her praised Mrs. Su for her beauty and thoughtfulness, but after losing Xiao Hua, she became a little nervous, overjoyed and furious.

Wearing high heels, Li Yanjiao stumbled towards Su Tianlin who was sitting beside her.

The high heels knocked on the floor, which was even a bit harsh in the silent hospital.

She saw the disfigured Su Tianlin at a glance, and burst into tears, she pulled Su Tianlin, who was a little taller than herself, tightly to her chest, angrily and distressed: "Oh, my mother is here , don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid.”

Su Tianlin was very happy to see Li Yanjiao at first, but Li Yanjiao hugged her tightly before he smiled.

He is already an adult, he has long known the difference between men and women, and he is a little at a loss for his mother's excessive intimacy and protection. After being hugged for a while, he struggled out of Li Yanjiao's arms in embarrassment.

"I'm fine, Mom, I'm still outside now, you should also pay attention."

Li Yanjiao finished watching Su Tianlin and made sure that the other party was fine before going to Su Zhiyun on the other side. She walked over aggressively, as if asking for a crime: "Are you still a human being, and you beat your brother like this? What is he sorry for?" In your place, you want to bully him like this?"

"Or is there something wrong with our Su family that you want to harm us over and over again?"

Her voice also gradually rose, with great anger, which swelled to the extreme and almost made people feel strange.

Su Zhiyun was very close to them, and his ears almost had tinnitus due to the high decibels.

but he didn't look at them