sunflower love

Jiang Qing "Weng"'s mind went blank all of a sudden, he stood there stupidly, and couldn't even feel his breathing.

"Jiang Qing, Jiang Qing, are you okay?" Lin Kong shook Jiang Qing, and Jiang Qing began to tremble.

"Peng", Jiang Qing rolled his eyes to the back of his head and fell to the ground.

"Jiang Qing! Jiang Qing, talk! Don't scare me..."

Lin Kong's voice became more and more indistinct, and Jiang Qing's consciousness became more and more lax. He felt that his heart could barely beat.

When Jiang woke up, he found himself lying on the bed at Lin Kong's house, and Lin Kong was sleeping beside him.

He has no way to face Lin Kong now, since he knew that he killed Lin Kong's father.

"Lin Kong, I'm going home. You sleep well." After Jiang Qing got up, he covered Lin Kong with the quilt again. Unlike before, he didn't have the courage to give Lin Kong a comforting kiss.

"Dear Lin Kong, I have been ill recently, and the doctor said that I need to rest. I probably won't be able to visit you recently. You take care of yourself. I love you forever." Jiang Qing wrote a letter to Lin Kong after returning home , He really felt that his body was getting weaker and weaker, and the doctor couldn't find the cause, so he could only let him rest for a while, and prescribed some health-preserving traditional Chinese medicine, and asked him to cook a pack and drink it every day.

"Jiang Qing, you haven't written to me for a long time. Is your condition getting worse? Recently, the sunflowers in the flower shop have bloomed again. I'm going to bring a bouquet to see you."

Lin Kong stuffed the envelope into the mailbox in front of the post office.He now writes a letter to Jiang Qing every week, and Jiang Qing would reply to the letter before, but now Jiang Qing has not heard from him for several months.He really didn't believe in Jiang Qing's ability to take care of himself.Although Jiang Qing did ask Lin Kong a lot of questions before, he can cook noodles by himself now.But Lin Kong still felt that Jiang Qing couldn't take good care of himself.

"The young master said that there will be guests in the mansion today, so you are right." Aunt Zhang led Lin Kong to the door of Jiang Qing's room and said, "The young master is a little strange recently, and he doesn't come out to meet people. He also called us women Or the maid sent him to the door of the room and he took it in to eat. In short, you were the first person he allowed to enter the room! Boss Lin, what is your relationship with him? We old women watched the young master grow up Yes, I lost to you." "Hahaha, they are good friends." Lin Kong said.But he felt that the relationship between the two of them could never be described as just good friends.

He has been busy recently because he has to make arrangements for his father's funeral.Lin Kong didn't know why his father became inexplicably alcoholic. It was absolutely impossible for him to go to a bar to drink suddenly, and he didn't like drinking very much.

"Jiang Qing, it's me. I'm Lin Kong. I'm here to see you." Lin Kong pushed open the door, and a strong smell of blood came over his face, making people very uncomfortable.

"Lin Kong, come here and sit next to me, okay?"

"Jiang Qing? What's wrong with your voice? Why is it so hoarse? Can't you rest?"

Jiang Qing's voice changed from sonorous and forceful to hoarse and weak now, Lin Kong had no idea what he had experienced in the process.

"Sunflower? Thank you. Can I put it in this vase?" Jiang Qing sat on the bed and took a vase from the bedside table.

The room was very dark, no lights were turned on, only a few candles were lit, Lin Kong couldn't see Jiang Qing's face clearly at all.Following the sound, he saw the vase in Jiang Qing's hand, which was full of blood.

"Jiang Qing, is this blood? Whose is it? Don't scare me, you didn't do anything stupid!"

"Lin Kong, come in."

Lin Kong inserted the sunflower into the bottle with trembling hands, and the roots of the sunflower were immediately stained red with blood.

"It's so pretty." Jiang Qing sighed and said, "Lin Kong, look at me. Do you still like me?"

Lin Kong took a candle and shone it on Dao's face.

"what!"

Jiang Qing's face was so thin that it couldn't be any thinner, and he looked neither human nor ghost.And there are scratches all over the eyes, on the cheekbones, on the bridge of the nose, and on the neck.Some have not scabbed yet, and blood is still dripping from the wound to the neck.He only wore a home T-shirt, which made him look even more haggard.

"Do you still love me? I have become such a ghost, I don't even know if I am still alive, do you still like me?"

"Jiang Qing, don't ask such stupid questions. I like you not because of your appearance or your life experience. What I care about is 'you', whether 'you' is healthy, whether you have a good life, every day You are not happy. You tell me who made you like this, don’t do this, I will call you a doctor, they can cure you.” Lin Kong started crying again, and he hugged him distressedly. Jiang Qing.After all, Jiang Qing was younger than him, and he was still a little childish, and his mind was immature.If he is bewitched by someone, he still doesn't know where he will develop without Lin Kong.

"Lin Kong, I killed someone." Jiang Qing slowly began to cry along with Lin Kong's sobs, "I killed someone. I have become like my dad, do you hate me too, don't you?" He's starting to dislike me too."

"No, no. I know you can't help yourself." Lin Kong didn't care about the blood on Jiang Qing's body.Keep stroking his cheek.

"But, it was your father that I killed."