Diazepam

Diazepam

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Chapter 1



I killed Chen Zhan.

His memory still stays in half a year ago when we wished we could stick together from morning to night every day.At that time, his father died and left him a lot of money, but we still lived like Siamese twins in a small and crowded rental house, ordering takeaway, playing games, and sex.

He really likes to see my expression immersed in sex, every time like this, he will close his eyes and whisper my name in my ear.Our sex life has always been harmonious.So today when he was tied to the bed by me, he didn't have any doubts. As always, he looked at me with burning eyes, and there was some faint excitement in it.I straddled him in my bathrobe, put my arms around his neck, and strangled him.

I have to say that this way of dying is really unsightly.He lay there motionless, reminding me of the first time I saw Chen Zhan, he was also motionless, but he was sitting on the school's rostrum.The light above was very uniform, not as dazzling as the spotlights on the stage. He sat upright in the middle, with a small black desktop microphone in front of him.But the immobility at that time was due to the fact that I was sitting far away from him. I couldn't see any changes in his breathing back and forth and the opening and closing of his mouth, so I felt that he was motionless.His voice was unhurried, flowing from the speakers on both sides to every corner of the entire hall.At that time, Chen Zhan was wearing a very ordinary black T with a plaid shirt over it, which was unbuttoned.

When I went to the lecture hall that morning, there was no one in the hall. When I woke up, he had been speaking for an unknown amount of time, and everyone around me was listening carefully. Only I was so asleep that I was about to slip off my seat.I quickly sat up, took out my phone and checked the time, there was still half an hour before the end, it was okay, I could endure it.

The reason why I especially remember what he was wearing is that I also wore it that day, the two of us belonged to Zhuangshan.But I have always disliked hearing such weird reports, so the day before that day, I spent the night in the Internet cafe, and came here to catch up on sleep without washing my face.I'm far away from him, so I can't see his facial features and skin clearly, but that kind of bone looks good from a distance, and I guess it won't be bad up close.As for me, my complexion is dull, my face is full of oil, and I wear the same clothes. He is an idol drama senior, and I am a man with low EQ and science and technology.While I have a clear understanding and feel a little uncomfortable, I also feel that this is indeed the case.Half an hour passed quickly, but everyone left the stage very slowly. I was not in a hurry, and continued to sit in my original position, bored, looking around casually.Seeing that it was almost at the end, I left. There was a small door in the long corridor at the back of the lecture hall, from which you can go directly to the cafeteria. Most people don’t know it. I know, so I walked through it as if nothing had happened. Go, being greeted by someone and led to the living room.I just passed him by.By the way, I can see what he looks like at a short distance.After getting out of the small door, I don't know why, I took a long way back to the main door.There was a poster posted there, announcing that Chen Zhan was coming to give a report. He was actually a senior, but I am not a low-emotional business man.I happened to know the person in charge. I turned on my phone and asked if I could add Senior Chen's contact information. She replied in seconds and said she could ask the senior for me.

I spent the next few days in regret, and I was really delirious after not sleeping for a day.Our two majors have nothing to do with each other. It would be troublesome and embarrassing if we really added it, but what if he agrees?Disagreeing is even more annoying. I have never asked for anyone's WeChat. It was the first time I was honored to give it to him, but he still refused me. Then I have to pay for it for a few days.Fortunately, nothing came to light, and there was no news. This was the best result, and I quickly forgot about it.

At that time, Chen Zhan was really young. Although he already had the composure of a social person, he could still see the arrogance and domineering in his bones.Now he died a terrible death, ugly and miserable, with signs of excessive struggle on his wrists and ankles.But this face is really ugly, ferocious and disgusting.I got off the bed, caught his towel between two fingers, and threw it in his face.I thought about whether to smoke here or go to the balcony - because he was struggling very hard, not to mention anything else, just the strength that burst out from the moment of life and death, I almost couldn't hold it down.It really took a lot of strength, I didn't want to move, so I sat on the edge of the bed.But I couldn't help myself to look at him, and as soon as I saw the face covered by the towel, I could recall the horror of his death.I sighed and stood up again, and went to the balcony to finish smoking the whole stick.

Chen Zhan doesn't smoke very much, at least not as much as I do, but he belongs to the kind that he doesn't care if he smokes himself. If you want him to smell second-hand smoke, absolutely not.He said he was allergic, and I said it was a psychological factor.Because as long as he said that he was allergic, he would definitely get small rashes on his body.After a long time, I also got used to not smoking in front of him.He doesn't care about me on this point. We sometimes go clubbing, and we often hear people complaining about such trivial things as their lover not letting them smoke.We are in harmony.

He can drink very well, but I can't.He often holds my drink outside, but it’s okay to change the cup secretly. When many people are playing together, it’s a disappointment to care about this thing.We quarreled over this, and he insisted not to let me drink, saying that he could still take care of me when we were together, and that it would be really dangerous for me to be outside alone.

I said, how dangerous is this? Besides, the person who can ask me out alone must be a reliable acquaintance I can trust, and it's not that kind of weird party.

He is not drunk for a thousand glasses, and I put it on my face.The thresholds are different.Sometimes at home at night, he would pour a small glass of white wine to make himself happy. I thought the wine he drank was spicy. Later, he studied plum wine and mulberry wine. I admit that it is indeed much sweeter than before, but it should be spicy. It's still a spicy voice, sweet and spicy are two systems, they don't conflict with each other, sweet and spicy.

After I finished smoking, I went to wash my body casually. I was sweating just now. It would be uncomfortable if I just slept like this.Chen Zhan was really dead. When I touched him in the middle of the night, he was already cold and stiff, so I didn't even have the courage to remove the towel.After dawn, I uncuffed his handcuffs and did countless mental work before removing the towel and completely exposing his face to the air.In fact, he kept his eyes open all the time, which was really scary.

No matter how scary it is, I can’t be indistinguishable from priorities. It’s more important to clock in at work. I bought a pancake fruit downstairs and rushed to catch the traffic lights without stopping.In order to take care of Chen Zhan conveniently, the unit is only a few minutes away from home, very close, but I got up late today.Fortunately, the last check-in was before 05:30.Then I secretly finished my breakfast and took away the garbage bags when everyone was a little passive and slow at work when they first arrived.In the cafeteria for lunch, there are oranges and yogurt for dessert. I chose oranges, which can be shared, but yogurt is not as convenient and trouble-free.After returning to my work station, I put the round oranges in front of the computer, reminding myself not to forget to bring them in the afternoon.By [-]:[-], I still have a form to finish, but it should be fast, and the battle can be resolved by six o'clock.I'm craving roast leg of lamb tonight.

The old grandson suddenly called me.He said, "Xiao Zhang, your brother is here to wait for you again."

When I turned around, Chen Zhan's shoulder was leaning against the wall, smiling very gently.He shook his head at me, signaling me not to worry.

I also squeezed a smile at him, and then threw him the orange at noon, and he caught it and left this chaotic area.It didn't take long for him to come back again, with a few seedless oranges spread out in his hands. I was busy typing data with both hands, and he fed me.

Chen Zhan couldn't eat mutton, he said it had a smell of mutton, and he felt uncomfortable smelling it.But when the two of us were still in an ambiguous period, he ate a lot of hot pot with me. Every time I ordered the bottom of the pot, lamb slices and hand-cut mutton were all my must-orders, and he never responded. Eat whatever you want.Later, I realized that it was mainly because at that time I was more important than mutton, and mutton was not as important as a man.After he confessed to me, I never ate mutton at home again. Even if I went out and got addicted to my mouth, I had to take a shower and change clothes first. Although it was not a big deal, I really didn’t want him to hold things back.But he was originally the kind of person who could hold back as long as he could.In fact, at the beginning of any relationship, everyone hopes that the other party will have no reservations about themselves, and tell them all about their joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys, so that the two hearts will be closer and the soul will be warmed.I did have such a hope, but after all, Chen Zhan is Chen Zhan, not the Chen Zhan I imagined. Moved to impose selfish will on him.But I really like to eat mutton. I just talked about hot pot. In fact, the mutton in the skewers is even better. The beef is lean, the pork is fat, and the mutton is just right. You can see the suet slowly dripping into the charcoal fire.

My original plan was to ask for a small leg of lamb, which I could just finish eating, and then go home after eating.Now that Chen Zhan is here, all my plans have come to nothing.I was even a little hungry at first, but when I thought of the leg of lamb I had dreamed of returning to the lamb and running away, the feeling of hunger turned into boredom.So on hand