I became a substitute for my brother

Tao Heng was like a frightened bird, his phone fell to the bed with a slap, his hands were shaking unbearably.

His stomach began to churn again, and the familiar feeling engulfed him again. He frantically pressed the hang up button, threw off the quilt and rushed into the bathroom.

"vomit--"

He vomited everything he ate for dinner down the toilet.

The feeling of stomach cramps was too bad, but it was even more painful in another part of the body. He clutched the clothes on his chest tightly and couldn't help crying.

It was agreed not to shed a tear for Qin Wenyuan again, but again and again, time and time again, he just couldn't control himself.

"Why are you crying, why are you crying!"

Tao Heng slapped himself hard twice, and punched the mirror in front of him.

Bang!

A loud bang.

The mirror shattered like a spider web, covered with Tao Heng's blood, and fell into the sink below with a clatter.

Tao Heng lowered his hands, and blood and tears dripped at his feet, but he felt no pain.

The pain was so severe that I couldn't feel it anywhere else in my body.

He stayed in the bathroom for a long time, so long that he almost forgot the existence of time, as if he was the only one left in the whole world, and all the sounds that came into his ears were fake.

A certain nerve in the brain started beating without warning, and every time it twitched, it was painful, and I wished I could take a knife to pick this nerve.

Tao Heng opened his eyes. He looked at the glass shards in the sink and put his hand in.

He held a piece of sharp broken glass and slowly lifted it up. He raised his head, looked at himself distorted in the broken mirror, and aimed the glass at his temple.

Qin Wenyuan threw the phone to Ji Muqiao, "Call him again."

Ji Muqiao was pinned on his sofa by two bodyguards. He lowered his head and said hoarsely, "I won't fight."

Qin Wenyuan said without any expression: "Hit, if you don't want your clinic to fail, hit now and let him come back to save you."

"Qin Wenyuan," Ji Muqiao suddenly raised his head, looked at him and smiled, but that smile made people feel extremely uncomfortable, "You are so pathetic."

Qin Wenyuan frowned and said nothing.

Ji Muqiao sarcastically said: "Do you know that you are sick? You actually have the guts to bring Tao Heng to see a doctor, you are the one who is fucking sick!"

"What do you say!"

The bodyguard growled and pushed his shoulders down hard. Ji Muqiao bent over and coughed a few times, then giggled again, "Qin Wenyuan, you are so fucking pitiful."

Qin Wenyuan raised his hand, the bodyguard let go of Ji Muqiao, Ji Muqiao sat up straight and looked at Qin Wenyuan, as if asking sincerely: "Do you admit that you are sick, Qin Wenyuan?"

Qin Wenyuan said, "I don't admit it."

Ji Muqiao still had a mocking smile on his face, "You don't even know you're sick, so why don't you say it's not sad?"

Qin Wenyuan didn't speak.

Ji Muqiao said: "When you lose Tao Zhuo, you treat Tao Heng as Tao Zhuo. You do to Tao Heng what you did to Tao Zhuo. Do you think this will show how much you love Tao Zhuo?"

Qin Wenyuan's face suddenly became very ugly when he heard the word "Tao Zhuo", and his eyes were bloodshot almost instantly, but he didn't stop Ji Muqiao from continuing.

Ji Muqiao is a psychiatrist, and he is good at observing people's emotions. He saw Qin Wenyuan's emotional changes when he talked about Tao Zhuo, and he also saw the trembling hands beside him, but he still wanted to say that he almost brought With the joy and sense of revenge, he said:

"Don't be silly Qin Wenyuan, Tao Zhuo is dead, no matter how much you do, he won't see it anymore, all you have done is just that you still can't accept the fact that Tao Zhuo has left you."