deformed bone

Calvin briefly looked at the eyeball buried in the middle of his wound through the mottled and dirty mirror.

He had never seen such a terrifying thing before, the pupils surrounded by red flesh turned into that thick color because of the poison.Calvin's nerves almost froze, and for a second he couldn't even comprehend what he was seeing, all he could hear was the beating of his own heart—his heart was racing like a broken piston in his There was a beating in the chest, followed by a powerful fear and shock like a volcanic eruption.

Calvin's body swayed, and he plucked hard at the wound on his back, but he quickly lost his balance due to this movement.

"boom--"

Calvin slipped on the wet ground, his head hitting the edge of the pool with a loud thud.

"Fuck-"

He yelled out in pain.

Then he heard the sound of the toilet door being knocked open.

"Calvin?!"

Isaac rushed over.

"My back! There's something on my back!"

Calvin didn't care about the severe pain caused by the wrestling. He half-lyed on the ground and frantically tried to reach the opening of his back with his hands. Because of the violent and rapid breathing, his face turned purple, and his limbs were shaking weakly.

Some cold liquid with a metallic taste flowed down from his forehead, making his vision a bit blurred.

"Your back—calm down, Calvin, I'll show you!"

Isaac saved Calvin, and he turned over Calvin's body in horror—there were only two slender knife cuts on the large piece of white, delicate skin like marble.The incision was a little inflamed, and Isaac knew that it might bring some physical burden to Calvin, but it was absolutely impossible for the other party to have such a big reaction.

"You're inflamed, Calvin?! I don't see anything else—"

"Eyes!"

Calvin hissed, panting violently.

"what?"

"The eyeball is on my back, God, the eyeball...the eyeball is in my wound!"

Calvin shouted incoherently, Isaac's face turned livid, and he put his hand on Calvin's back.

"I really didn't see anything..."

"I saw it!" Calvin pinched Isaac's wrist and roared, "There is something moving on my back!"

"That's your hallucination!"

"The eyeball, it's the eyeball, God I have to get it out it's been looking at me it's been looking at me..."

"Calvin? Calvin... calm down!"

……

"Snapped--"

Isaac slapped Calvin, who turned his face to one side.

"..."

Finally, Calvin fell silent.

Calvin felt that his brain was still in a mess, and he was panting like a broken bellows... After a while, Calvin spoke hoarsely to Isaac.

"Mobile phone, take a picture with your mobile phone, take a picture of my back!"

Isaac did.

Calvin stared blankly at his red, swollen and inflamed back wound on the screen of Isaac's mobile phone. After a while, his body finally relaxed.

"For God's sake……"

He grumbled weakly.

"Calvin?" Isaac looked at Calvin with a stern expression, "How long have you not slept?"

Calvin cast his gaze at him dully, without answering.

"...when was the last time you ate?"

Isaac's face became more gloomy, he asked.

Calvin thought for a while, then said hesitantly, "Yesterday?"

In fact, he couldn't remember the last time he ate. He only remembered the deserted funeral, with the smell of embalming agents and lilies in the air.

Isaac looked like he wanted to slap him again.

"You're hallucinating, Calvin."

The detective suppressed the anger in his voice and said.

"You're killing yourself."

Calvin lowered his eyes in silence.

……

After half an hour—

"Crack-"

The key turned weakly in the lock, and Isaac pushed open the thin, cheap wooden door with his shoulder. The door was only half opened before being blocked by the sofa.Isaac squeezed into the room through the crack of the door with difficulty, and threw Calvin, who was on the other arm, onto the sofa. Then he turned around the room panting, and tiptoed a box full of unknown people. The cardboard box of sundries sat down tiredly.

The cheap apartment Calvin rented was on the second floor of the building opposite the Cross Bar.Looking out the grimy window, I could see a corner of the pub's gawdy neon sign through the crack of the fire escape.Apart from being close to work, this apartment has no advantages. Isaac feels that even the prisons he has seen are more spacious than this room. It is old, dirty, and not soundproof, and the air is moldy. The smell of dust.

Isaac sat akimbo on the cardboard box angrily for a while, he almost wanted to curse God and beat Calvin, but when he saw the bright blood on Calvin's forehead, he was as slow as a needle stuck through a life buoy. Slowly droop down.

"You'd better go to bed and sleep."

Isaac throws a Band-Aid at Calvin.

"Take care of your wound by the way... Dad won't be happy if he knows that's how you treat yourself."

"Well, there's no way he's going to nag me now anyway," Calvin said.

Then both he and Isaac fell silent.

After a few seconds, Calvin stood up staggeringly. He turned sideways and moved from the narrow aisle towards the bathroom, holding the band-aid in his hand.

"You can do whatever you want."

Calvin said to Isaac dryly.

Isaac rubbed his face, he squeezed his body into the kitchen with great effort, and opened the refrigerator.

He only intended to get himself something to eat, but to his surprise, besides beer, there was a pot of red wine goulash in Calvin's refrigerator-this very delicious stewed meat dish was carefully prepared. Packed in a red enamel iron pot, the lid of the iron pot has a bow made of smoky pink ribbon.

"My God, what is this?"

Isaac twisted a piece of cold beef stew with his hands suspiciously and put it in his mouth, then he was a little dazed by the too good taste.

"Why do you have this stuff in your freezer - and it's fucking delicious?"

Isaac returned to the sofa with the pot in his arms.

"I don't know who gave the gift—"

Calvin's voice muffled from the bathroom.

Perhaps some admirer, Calvin guessed.

He does not lack the experience of being pursued. In fact, no matter whether he is happy or not, he will receive gifts from suitors almost every once in a while. Flowers, various high-end gifts, top sports cars - beef stew may be a bit weird , but it was nothing compared to the diamond made from the suitor's ashes that Calvin had received before.

What's more, Calvin knew that there were indeed several women in the bar who were very attracted to him.

In fact, when he finally finished with Dr. Holden's funeral and returned home with a tired body, but saw such a beef stew at the door that was still boiling hot, he even felt a little bit of comfort.

[I know you are going through a difficult time, I hope you can get out of the sadness as soon as possible and regain happiness.

love you baby]

Also pressed next to the enamel pot is a simple comforting card.