Paranoid boyfriend doesn't want to heal

At the beginning, Xin Tang thought that this knife was the end, but he didn't expect that this knife was a cycle.

From this moment on, he found that he was no longer afraid of knives.

He pulled out the knife on his heart and walked out slowly.

This time, either he killed Ying Huan or Ying Huan killed him. There must be a break between them—a real break.

Looking back now, Xin Tang realizes that many of what he thought Ying Huan just said casually turned out to be true.

For example, when he asked how Xin and his wife died, Ying Huan's first answer was "I killed it."

Another example is that he said that there is indeed some secret about Xin Tang hidden behind the photo;

For example, when he was asked by Xin Tang, "You can't lock me up at home forever", Ying Huan replied "Why not?"

The more he recalled the details, the more Xintang felt the hairs on his back stand on end.

At this moment, he remembered another sentence that Ying Huan said to him: "When spring comes and there are more people outside, can I add your fingerprints back?"

Although Ying Huan never asked Xin Tang to register his fingerprints, Xin Tang just had the idea that he could open that door.

Xin Tang walked to the door and printed his fingerprints on it. After a slight vibration, the fingerprints were the same, and the door was unlocked.

For a moment, he didn't know whether to praise Ying Huan for his words, or blame him for why he never thought of coming to have a try.

Xin Tang walked out of the door, aimlessly, step by step towards an unknown direction.

There were almost no pedestrians and no cars along the way. Of course, even if there were pedestrians and cars, it would be of no use to Xin Tang, because they couldn't see him at all.

He knew in his heart that if he couldn't go far, Ying Huan would catch up to him sooner or later.

Xin Tang walked aimlessly and lost the concept of time passing. It was only when he suddenly looked up that he realized that it was getting dark.

His body was frozen cold, especially his hands and feet, which seemed to be soaked in ice water. After being frozen and stiff, they slowly ignited a pain like a burning fire.

Without warning, Xin Tang turned his head as if feeling something, and sure enough, he saw Ying Huan following him.

Ying Huan was still wearing a formal suit, and the black overcoat made him look extraordinarily tall, as if he wanted to blend in with the twilight.

Xin Tang raised the knife and looked at Ying Huan. He didn't know if he was crying, but he felt an unspeakable suffocation.

Ying Huan didn't stop walking, and just continued walking towards him.

"Don't come here." Xin Tang said in a low voice, he wanted more time to think.

I don't know if Ying Huan is sure that he won't do it or what, he didn't hesitate for a moment, but he kept approaching Xin Tang.

"I said," Xin Tang said with tears in his eyes, "Don't come here."

"Tangtang, why are you crying?"

Ying Huan tilted her head, her gentle smile looked sickly in the twilight: "Don't cry, come to me."

he is really crazy...

Xin Tang no longer had any expectations, raised the knife and stabbed Ying Huan, opening the curtain of this battle.

Ying Huan was more difficult than he remembered, with great strength, when he punched him in the stomach, he could hardly stand up.

At the moment when Xin Tang was exhausted in pain, Ying Huan grabbed Xin Tang's hand and flung it back vigorously, snatched the knife from his hand, then strangled his neck, pressed it against his ear, and tightened his hands While asking him fiercely: "Next time, will you fall in love with me completely?"

Xin Tang couldn't see the scene in front of him clearly, and he didn't know if it was because he was about to suffocate, or because tears filled his eyes.

He knew what Ying Huan meant. What Ying Huan wanted was not only for Xin Tang to love him when he lost his memory, but also for Xin Tang to love him soberly when he remembered everything.

If you can't do it once, it will be the second time, and if you can't do it the second time, it will be the third time. Xin Tang's bottom line will always gradually decrease.

But...Xin Tang doesn't want to repeat the painful process of collapse and reconstruction...

He struggled to take out another knife that he had secretly hidden long ago, and stabbed Ying Huan's neck with his backhand.

"There won't be another time..."

Xin Tang knew that he couldn't beat Ying Huan. From the beginning, he didn't intend to kill him with the knife in his hand, but prepared another knife to hide on his body.

This time, he finally exceeded Ying Huan's expectations and succeeded in killing him.

Ying Huan's hand loosened slowly, and he covered his neck, but the blood kept gushing out from between his fingers.

He opened his mouth, didn't make any sound, but choked out a lot of blood.

He staggered towards Xin Tang, and as he often did, he leaned peacefully on Xin Tang's neck and asked intermittently, "Now...are we evened?"

Is it even?

Xin Tang didn't know.

The matter between him and Ying Huan is too complicated, and it cannot be simply attributed to whose fault it is. Even, he always thinks that he is the one who is so wrong.

Ying Huan asked again: "Is it even?"

It's as if you can't close your eyes without getting an answer.

Xin Tang was not as paranoid as he was. When he died, everything would disappear.

He replied softly, "Yes, we're even."

Ying Huan finally fell to the ground, eyes still looking at Xin Tang, those distorted, crazy, violent, all dark emotions faded from it, leaving only the watery tenderness when he was liked by Xin Tang Gentle love.

Xin Tang suddenly realized that it wasn't that Ying Huan didn't want to lie to him for the rest of his life, but that he couldn't do it.

Ying Huan's nature is a trapped beast imprisoned in his body. If he can't fall in love with the beast in Ying Huan's body, they are doomed to destruction.

Would they have had a happy ending if he hadn't been sick?

No, if he had protected Ying Huan earlier and prevented him from suffering so much malice, if there was still a little sunshine left in his life, wouldn't he have been sick?

The most regrettable thing in this world is that there is no if.

Xin Tang will never know the other ending they might have.

Xin Tang left here.

On this desolate road, he unexpectedly encountered a car tonight.

But the car was old school, dangerous looking in every way, creaking as it ran, and looking like it was about to fall apart.

This is the villa area, and this car looked out of place, so he took a second look.

But in the end it failed to change Xin Tang's direction, he didn't like to look back, he was afraid that he might not be able to resist doing something wrong when he saw Ying Huan's body.

Xin Tang continued to walk forward, anyway, he wouldn't be tired, and it didn't matter if he didn't eat, and he could rest wherever he went.

After walking for a whole day and night, Xin Tang came to the city center.

He looked around, found a counseling room and went in.

Xin Tang stayed here for several days, and he didn't see a single patient with schizoid personality disorder. Most of them had problems like avoidant personality disorder or depression.

About half a month later, he finally saw a bipolar disorder patient, at least as aggressive as schizoid personality disorder, so Xin Tang listened very carefully.

The patient told the psychiatrist about his mental state, and Xin Tang understood how uncontrollable mental illness is;

He also told about his native family that caused him pain, the harm left to him by an insignificant incident is still there, and Xin Tang understands how much he has hurt Ying Huan.

It was right that Ying Huan would choose revenge.

After that, Xin Tang went to the mental hospital and saw all kinds of patients. Here, the impact of the patients on him was even stronger.

Some people will bang their heads against the wall when they go crazy;

Some people are still crying in pain in the middle of the night;

Some people retch so that their throats are swollen in order not to take medicine...

They are sick, they can't control themselves, and at the same time they are suffering because they can't control themselves, and the pain makes their condition worse...

In this vicious circle, Xin Tang was struggling, and it turned out that Ying Huan was also struggling.

Xin Tang finally left the mental hospital and went to Fujiang District.

This is the place where he used to live, where he saw off his father and reunited with Ying Huan.

Xin Tang suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he had nothing.

When he was still a human, he could still borrow a cigarette with his sad face, but now, no one can see him, and no one will lend him a cigarette.

"Little friend, are you looking for cigarettes?" Someone suddenly asked next to him.

Xin Tang didn't think this person was asking him, but he was still staring at the sky in a daze.

Then, a young man stood in his way and asked him, "Little friend, are you just looking for cigarettes?"

Xin Tang looked at him in astonishment.

The man sat down next to Xin Tang with all his back, and handed him a cigarette, "Why are you so surprised? There are ghosts, are Taoists not allowed to exist?"

"Are you going to accept me?" Xin Tang asked.

"No one gave me money, why should I charge you?"

Xin Tang took the cigarette, but the cigarette in the Taoist's hand did not disappear.

Afterwards, the Taoist lit the cigarette in his hand, and lit Xin Tang's cigarette conveniently.

Xin Tang couldn't help asking, "Taoists still smoke?"

"Ghosts can smoke, why can't Taoists smoke? Occupational discrimination?" He took a puff of cigarette, smashed his mouth and continued: "And the smell of the smoke was taken away by you, so I smoked a handsome man, and my lungs are recovering." .”

"Are Taoist priests as lively as you?"

"It's not true, because I have a destiny with you."

"What fate?"

"You were originally a wealthy man with a long life, but you died young and became a ghost. I counted, my good guy, it was a cigarette that changed your fate. I happen to have a cigarette in my hand , why don’t you come over and sit down?”

But Xin Tang's fate has been changed.

He thinks he knows which cigarette changed his fate——

On the day Xin He was found dead, he was sitting in the park without a lighter on him. He shouldn't have smoked in the first place.

But he was inexplicably irritable that day, and when he looked around, there was a smoking man not far away.

So Xin Tang begged a cigarette from him, put it in his mouth, and closed his eyes to rest.

The sky was a little dark, and when Ying Huan passed by, he saw the smoke that was about to burn out between his lips.

Ying Huan came over and saw his face.

He took the cigarette from Xin Tang's lips and said, "Xin Tang, long time no see."

Destiny started from that moment and deviated from the track.

Xin Tang recalled his thoughts from his memory, glanced at the cigarette in his hand, and murmured, "Can this cigarette of yours change my fate?"

"of course."

The Taoist pointed to a direction: "Go straight ahead, stop when you want to stop, the only condition is that you can't turn back. The place where you stop is your second turning point."

Sounds like it makes sense.

Xin Tang tilted his head, "I have no money for you."

The Taoist raised his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows: "Am I the kind of layman who talks about money in everything? I have said that I am destined to be with you!"

In fact, Xin Tang doesn't like fate very much, because most of his fates are evil ones.

But idleness is idleness, Xin Tang still walked in the direction pointed by the Taoist priest.

After walking for a long time, the population became less and less dense, and even entered the urban-rural fringe area, but Xin Tang never thought of stopping.

Day turned into night, and night turned into day again. On the spacious dirt road, several people appeared in front of them.

But they didn't look like good people. The person walking in the front chained the thin person in the hospital clothes at the end, and the other person would turn around and kick him from time to time.

"Go faster! What are you dawdling about?"

"Take it easy, didn't you see that he was so thin that only a handful of bones remained? Last time, he was kicked by you and broke his ribs, and in the end he pierced his internal organs and couldn't survive." The person holding the chain couldn't see In the past, I cursed.

The other person didn't care: "Anyway, he's so tall, probably no one likes him, he'll die if he dies."

"You fucking know what a fart! It's popular now, and those beautiful children are no longer popular. This time, you have to take good care of him, don't look at him now. I took a look at his facial features, absolutely They look better than the previous ones."

"Isn't that a fool too?"

"If it weren't for a fool, this kind of thing would not be in our hands."

For some reason, Xin Tang stopped subconsciously.

Although he doesn't like it, he has to admit that fate is really a wonderful thing.

At that second, he didn't think about anything in his mind, but subconsciously stopped.

Then he remembered what the Taoist said to him, stop if you want, but you can't turn back.

Is that skinny man in a hospital gown his second turning point?