After the sick top was forced to marry

When he woke up the next morning, Lin Zijin had a terrible headache.

It may be because he didn't take the medicine the night before, he felt a sense of powerlessness all over his body, and he couldn't breathe even with the tightness in his chest.

He subconsciously reached out to touch the phone, but he retracted his hand due to the heat.

What did you do with your phone last night?Burning into this virtue?

Lin Zijin lowered his head in doubt, and saw a voice call record left in the WeChat dialog between him and Pei Ming, which probably ended less than half an hour ago.

"Call duration 498:00:50."

So the two of them slept with the mic last night?

Lin Zijin stared at the phone interface in a daze, until the battery on the upper right corner bounced to remind him that the battery was low, he came back to his senses, threw the phone on the bedside table next to him like a hot potato, and then turned it off to charge.

The fragments are completely broken, and there is no impression left.

Lin Zijin collected himself, not knowing how to deal with the eight-hour call, so he decided to put his phone aside.

He slowly rubbed his temples and got out of bed. As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he saw Li Kui sitting upright by the door.

He bent down and scratched the kitten's chin: "What are you doing?"

Li Kui gave a very gentle "meow" and rubbed against his lap, the black home clothes were immediately covered with snow-white cat fur.

"What's the matter?" Lin Zijin pushed the door open and went into the bathroom to wash up, "Do you understand that if you don't have anything to do, it's either adultery or stealing?"

The kitten obviously didn't understand, and jumped onto the sink to rub his hand.

When he was not completely drunk yesterday, Pei Ming said that he would definitely go home today after finishing his work.

But it was already past eight o'clock in the morning, and the downstairs was quiet, obviously it didn't look like there was another person at home.

What about people?

Lin Zijin shook the water off his hands and went down the stairs, but as expected, he didn't find anyone.

The early morning sunlight quietly shines in from outside the glass, and falls inch by inch on the wooden floor, glowing with golden light.

He blinked, feeling inexplicably empty.

Li Kui followed him, jumped down the stairs in two or three steps, jumped to his rice bowl, and tapped the bowl with his paw.

Lin Zijin followed the sound and suddenly realized.

It turned out that he was running out of food, no wonder he came here to act like a baby.

Before Pei Ming didn't come, Lin Zijin usually prepared cat food for Li Kui early and then went out.

Later, there was an extra Pei Ming in the family, and the task of feeding the cat every morning fell on him unconsciously.

But Pei Ming didn't come home last night, so the kitten had nothing to eat all morning, and couldn't bear the hunger, so he could only lower his noble head to the shit-shoveling officer to act like a spoiled child.

Lin Zijin finished feeding the cat, then drank some cold water to swallow the medicine, and only after he swiped the cup did he feel a bit empty.

Emptiness comes from both the mind and the body.

Pei Ming has successfully cultivated his habit of eating breakfast during the more than a month by his side. No matter how early he starts filming every morning, Pei Ming will insist on taking him to eat breakfast together, at least there is a bowl of milk cereal.

Lin Zijin stood by the sink with both hands in a daze for a while, and suddenly felt that something was wrong with him.

From waking up to now, he has subconsciously thought of Pei Ming countless times.And this is quite an unusual signal for himself, after all, he has almost never missed someone so frequently in the past two years.

Do you want to ask Pei Ming what he did and did he encounter any trouble?

But if you want to ask, it's really a bit of a slap in the face.

After all, I was the one who said to play independently and not disturb each other, and I was the one who didn't tell Pei Ming the itinerary in advance.If you look like you're provoking a teacher to ask a crime, it's a double standard.

But without asking...

Lin Zijin scratched his hair, and finally threw the phone on the table, thinking he should forget it.

It's good not to tell yourself, so that the two of them are even, and neither owes the other.

He frowned and found two packs of potato chips from the small cabinet next to him, and then went straight to his private screening room with the chips.

There are no guest rooms on the first floor of this house. Apart from the kitchen storage room and bathroom, the projection hall takes up the most space.

Generally, when it is necessary to learn acting skills or directing style, Lin Zijin will stay in this screening hall for a long time, dig out all the content to be input, observe and study repeatedly, and occasionally watch the film to think about the shooting method.

And after he finished watching all the movies and TV series he should watch, the person who didn't know where he went still didn't come back.

Lin Zijin crumpled up two bags of potato chips and threw them into the trash can, unlocking the screen of the phone again.

He didn't know what he was expecting, but when he clicked on WeChat and found that there were still only routine work news, he was inevitably disappointed.

What is there to lose?

Lin Zijin put the tip of his tongue against his back molars and replied those few work news, then refreshed the screen aimlessly.

Before, I never felt how lonely it is to have only one living person in a huge house, but once I lived in a popular house and returned to silence, this supposedly familiar silence made me feel very uncomfortable.

The sky was overcast, and the light in the living room also dimmed. It was only after five o'clock in the afternoon, but the sky was as dark as seven or eight o'clock in the evening. Only the sound of the wind blowing the branches indicated that a downpour was coming.

Lin Zijin sat on the sofa and looked outside, his breathing gradually became short of breath.

Li Kui seemed to have noticed the master's uneasiness, jumped onto the sofa, stuck out his tongue and licked his hand.

And Lin Zijin's hands were shaking.

He couldn't control the trembling of his hands, cold sweat slowly covered his forehead and temples, then slowly slid down his cheeks and dripped onto his clothes.

The kitten gave a soft "meow", patted his arm comfortingly with its big fluffy tail, then stretched out its paws to touch his face.

Lin Zijin looked around the dimly lit living room as if awakened by its movements, and slowly stood up, ready to turn on the light in the living room.

But at the moment he got up, a small voice suddenly sounded outside the gate.

There was a rustling sound, as if someone was using a key to unlock the lock, but there was no way to insert the key into the lock hole correctly, and could only slide it quickly on the outer ring of the door lock.

A tense string in Lin Zijin's heart trembled suddenly, and he slightly raised his voice and called out, "Pei Ming?"

The rustling sound outside the door stopped for a moment, and then sounded again.

Li Kui jumped out of his arms, his fur exploded, and he bared his teeth and growled lowly towards the gate, his body stretched tightly into a bow shape, as if he was afraid of something.

Lin Zijin's heart pounded violently against his chest.

He calmed down his somewhat disturbed breathing, and said loudly, "Who is outside? Call the police."

It seemed that the word "call the police" touched the spirit of the person outside the door, and the rustling sound stopped suddenly, followed by some panicked footsteps.

A thunderbolt exploded, and it poured down with a torrent of rain.

Lin Zijin reached for a baseball bat placed behind the entrance, walked slowly to the gate, and gently pushed open the metal cover on the cat's eye.

No one was outside.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to snap back the cover of the cat's eye, but his gaze suddenly froze.

There seemed to be something at the door, and a corner of it could be seen through the cat's eyes.

Before he had time to decide whether to open the door to see what it was, he saw a figure walking slowly from not far away.

Lin Zijin's nerves tensed suddenly, the baseball bat in his hand was raised in an arc, his hand on the doorknob trembled violently, but the next moment he saw the man's face clearly.

It's Pei Ming.

He just woke up as if he had just woken up from a dream, and took a few steps back in a panic, almost stepping on Li Kui's tail.

When the key is inserted/entered into the lock hole, there will be a fitting "click" sound.

"Brother Lin! I'm back!"

Pei Ming's cheerful voice sounded, instantly diluting the dead silence in the room.

Lin Zijin breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt his legs and feet go weak, so he could only lean against the wall and wait for him to come in.

Pei Ming entered the room, but turned his head to look outside the door: "Eh? What is this?"

He said as he dragged a cardboard box into the house: "Brother Lin, is this your courier?"

Lin Zijin's eyes fell on the cardboard box, and he shook his head slowly.

Pei Ming raised his eyes, and gently wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand: "Why is your complexion so bad?"

Lin Zijin hesitated, "This box..."

"It was left at the door," Pei Ming said, "I thought it was your courier, so I brought it in. Isn't it?"

"No... not."

Lin Zijin took a deep breath: "Throw it away."

"why?"

"Before you came back just now, it seemed that someone was trying to open the door lock of my house," Lin Zijin said slowly, "After I said I would call the police, he ran away, and I didn't see who it was from the cat's eyes, but it seems that this box was left by him. down."

After Pei Ming heard this, the relief on his face slowly disappeared: "Thief?"

"I don't know," Lin Zijin lowered his eyes, "I just want to say...or I should throw it away."

Pei Ming denied his choice for the first time: "No, let's open it and have a look."

Lin Zijin suddenly raised his voice: "I don't want to."

"Brother Lin."

Pei Ming stretched out his hand and held his shoulder vaguely: "I just happened to be back this time, what if he barges in next time I'm not at home? Leaving aside whether he has good intentions or malice, at least we may be able to get back together from here." Find some clues about this person on the box, so we can know who he is, okay?"

Lin Zijin took a deep breath, only to feel that the hand on his shoulder was hot and hot, which dispelled the restlessness and fear in his heart.

"Go on then," he whispered, "I'll do it."

"It's okay, let me come, brother Lin, stand away."

Pei Ming took a pair of plastic gloves from the bathroom on the first floor, put them on, and slowly cut along the tape on the cardboard box with scissors.

Lin Zijin looked at his back squatting beside the box, and for the first time felt that Pei Ming was reliable and reassuring.

It had been a long time since he had relied on others to give him a sense of security, and this feeling of being protected was actually not bad.

The box was carefully cut open by Pei Ming. He held his breath and slowly spread the two wings of the box. After confirming that there were no living things, he slowly leaned forward and looked into the box.

He heard a "hum" in his head, followed by his ears congested with blood, and his eardrums vibrated with noise.

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Lin Zijin was worried that something happened to him, so he stepped forward a few steps: "What's wrong? Inside is..."

"Don't look."

Pei Ming quickly took off the gloves on his hands and stood up to protect him in his arms. He was about to cover his eyes when he keenly noticed that the body of the person in his arms became stiff for a moment.

His movements were still slow.

Lin Zijin had already seen the contents of the box over his shoulder when he got up.

It's all photos.

his photo.

Photos of him getting out of the car, going home, going out to throw out trash, and standing with Pei Ming.

Without exception, these photos are life photos that should not be exposed to the public. In the photos, Pei Ming's face was severely scratched with a knife, and as for his own face, an unknown liquid dried up.

Lin Zijin didn't realize what those unknown liquids were at first, but when he looked at the two knotted condoms next to the photo, he suddenly understood, and then a nausea swept over him

His hands and feet were cold, his fingertips were trembling, he couldn't help coughing twice, and almost retched.

In those photos, there is a greeting card upright, and the little angel on it is playing the trumpet with bare buttocks, looking very innocent and cute.

But the above content is not as friendly as a greeting card.

Two lines of rust-brown letters grimly wrote:

"I LOVE YOU."

"IAMWATCHING YOU."

The author has something to say:

Today is also the author who is begging not to get fat_(:з)∠)_

The epidemic here is so serious, help me, I will join you in the winter vacation

Can go home woo woo woo QAQ