he killed himself

At the moment, Mr. Zhou is wearing a suit and leather shoes, standing at the crossroads where the sycamore tree extends to the boundless blue sky, looking at his watch, he seems to be waiting for someone, frowning slightly, waiting for someone to come - it is also because of this expression that Feng Zhen Continue to walk forward, say hello to this customer, and thank you for your help.

Obviously, Zhou Chen was a little surprised, "Why are you here? Could it be that we are in a meeting, but you are invisible?"

"Mr. Zhou is really interesting. Things ended early today, so I just came back early for nothing." Feng Zhen stood a little far away from Zhou Chen, but this man didn't realize it, but moved closer, "Thank you for your support two days ago." Suggestion, the negotiation went smoothly today.”

"If you are interested, there will be a negotiation in 2 hours." Zhou Chen blinked his eyes. These eyes were too affectionate and interesting, like the temptation of a devil.

"I have something to do tonight, I'm sorry."

"Yes, it's a pity." Zhou Chen didn't mind either. When the phone rang, he looked down at the phone again and sighed, "Doctor Feng, why do you think women are always so late?"

"Ladies always have a lot to do before they go out."

"Aren't you curious about who I'm waiting for?" Zhou Chen at this time was more lively than the Uncle Zhou when he was with Joe.

To be honest, Feng Zhen is not curious at all. Now he is rarely curious about anything or anyone, but he still asked who it is very cooperatively.

"If you're willing to wait 15 minutes, you should be fine."

Just as Feng Zhen was about to refuse, Zhou Chen grabbed his wrist, "It happens to be next to a cafe, go in and get warm?"

Feng Zhen's first reaction was to break free, only to find that Zhou Chen was stunned for a moment when he grabbed his wrist, then changed to a more gentle way, and pushed the man's hand away with the other hand, with a warm and firm voice, " Next time, I have an appointment today."

"Oh?" Weiwo's eyes are full of interest.

Feng Zhen just smiled, "I have a chance to take you to meet."

The winter in Nanjing is still very cold. Feng Zhen felt a little frozen and stupid after buying gifts. He looked around, chose one at random, and left.

In fact, he didn't make an appointment, he just wanted to go for a walk with such a person.

Every Friday after waking up, he spends almost every Friday in this way, until he feels tired, he will choose to go back to the place where he lives-then take a shower, read a book, and sleep.

He would record the time when he returned to the house every Friday. For example, today, it was 22:37, which was earlier than before, but he was still not tired, so he decided to read a book after taking a shower.

The house he rented was the assigned room of Chu Yuan's family here before, with two bedrooms and one living room, and the other room was lived in by his younger sister Xia Wei. However, Xia Wei has been busy with graduation and internship since this fall, and rarely has time to come back, so Even if I take a shower at night, read a book, and turn the TV on loudly, I don't worry about someone knocking on the door.

At 1 o'clock in the morning, he finally felt tired and curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

At 1 o'clock in the morning at the same time, Dr. Chu Yuan had already played two games of chess with Zhou Gong, and was woken up by the doorbell.

The chess game was undecided, and he was naturally in a bad mood. He opened the door and saw a tall young man standing at the door. He was covered in black and covered himself tightly. His body was cold and hot. He didn't know how long he had been running. Guess what it is, "I'll talk about it tomorrow, I still have 4 hours before I wake up."

"Xiaoheng's condition is not very good." The young man unbuttoned his mask and hat while speaking, revealing a white face that seemed to have been carefully carved, especially his nose was extremely upturned, but he was born so tough, such a delicate face His face was not feminine, his voice had calmed down, his voice was low but could not suppress the anxiety inside, "He needs you, Yuan."

"Yi Zheng, you know, Yan Wang won't accept him, don't worry." Doctor Chu was not in a hurry, poured two cups of hot water, and reminded Yi Zheng to throw away the cups after drinking.

"The doctor said that his desire to survive is very low." Yi Zheng stared at Chu Yuan closely without drinking water, "What did you say to him last time?"

Dr. Chu glanced at the young man, did not speak, did not look at the man, went into the room and washed his face, and when he came out he had already put on a sweater, the light brown turtleneck pulled him a little indifferently, When he came out, he took his coat, and he didn't say a word, just glanced at his friend lightly, and then went downstairs together.

The two of them had nothing to say along the way, and when they arrived at the hospital, Yi Zheng told where the ward was, and Chu Yuan went straight there.

He has been to this hospital too many times, sending people away, picking them up, and visiting sick people, so he is really familiar with the road, and Yi Zheng followed along along the way, and he knew that Chu Yuan was angry.

Xiaoheng lives in the intensive care unit, with 5 cameras in one room. The style of these friends has not changed much, so it is really normal that the relationship between these few people has not improved in the past few years.

He entered the house, closed the door, and entered without letting go.

On the hospital bed, it was rare for the pale-faced young man to lie down so quietly, but it made people feel an inexplicable prayer, and there was nothing wrong with just sleeping like this.

"Sometimes I hope you are like Feng Zhen. It's okay if you don't remember anything. Sometimes I hope you remember these things and at least know what you have to struggle with." Chu Yuan sat down beside Xiao Heng. Heavy metal things, gastric lavage and intestinal lavage and a lot of nerve-activating drugs were used to pull this person back from the gate of hell, "Didn't you always shout that you should live better than Feng Zhen in the past? If Feng Zhen knew about this, I'm afraid he would look down on you even more."

The North China game nine years ago, no matter how I recall it, it was very noisy. This young man who always liked to wear red T-shirts just returned to China. Although he didn't play hard, he practiced a lot of cool skills. Stealing the ball and dunking, coupled with deliberately handsome movements, any action is highly anticipated.

The young man staring at him was extremely stable, only paying attention to his every move, and reacted very quickly.You enter and I advance, you retreat and I follow, the competition between the two attracts everyone's attention - even the commentator is very excited for these two.

However, only unrelated people like them will look back on this match under the lights. The two parties will never have any recollections, and it is hard to say whether they should be happy or worried.

"Xiaoheng, if you want to forget those things, you can choose not to come back. We won't blame you, and neither will Feng Zhen. Maybe, you can still meet Feng Zhen who has forgotten everything, and confess to him, sorry. "

Yi Zheng didn't know what Chu Yuan said. Not long after he went to work the next day, the security guard in the video said that Mr. Wei had woken up. He woke up, and the person who woke up was also Xiao Heng.

After a while, Xiao Heng's agent called to say that he was awake and in good condition. He would take a rest after lunch and was going to shoot a commercial in the afternoon.

"Push it."

"Mr. Yi," the agent's attitude was milder, "It's easy to break through."

So in the afternoon, Xiaoheng's commercial was filmed normally, but there was a doctor and a black-clothed bodyguard by his side, except that during the filming, he never left, and his face was quite pale before the makeup was applied, so that people in the shed spread rumors that this man was Some time ago, he was hospitalized because he was persecuted.

In the evening, Xiaoheng took over the team, and Yi Zheng came to pick him up, driving a flamboyant purple Ferrari, which was quite eye-catching for a while—after all, no one with taste would buy such a car, and there will probably be another bunch of them tomorrow Rumors arose.

In short, Xiao Heng didn't care, he got in the car quite simply, and didn't give too many suggestions on where to go, because he fell asleep when he got in the car.

The place Yi Zheng went to was a medicated food restaurant, and the doctor was the fifth uncle of the Yi family, who was also a strange person who knew a little bit about everything, so Yi Zheng brought Xiaoheng to ask for some prescriptions and the subsequent medicated food score, so he could go back recuperate.

The location here is within the white walls on both sides of the Qinhuai River. You have to cross a bluestone road to get there. It is not easy to drive in and out, so I parked the car outside. Seeing that Xiaoheng was still sleeping, I didn't call him, and drove away. The air conditioner, by the side, handles the mail.

The end of the year is approaching, and there are more emails. It has been almost an hour since I finished this, but I didn't notice that Xiaoheng had woken up.

"Love work, can't extricate myself." Xiaoheng teased him, his expression was very much like a normal young man.

"Sorry, there are a lot of emails."

"It's okay, you keep going." Xiao Heng took out his pocket, and Yi Zheng handed him the mobile phone and apple candy in the small cabinet, "Let's go see Uncle Wu."

"Without some courtesy?"

"Uncle Wu doesn't like ordinary things." Yi Zheng put on cotton-padded clothes for Xiao Heng, surrounded him tightly, and surrounded himself tightly, and the two got out of the car, but Xiao Heng was still shivering from the cold, so he supported him Let's go together.

The Qinhuai district in Nanjing is actually relatively colder. It’s not because of those weird explanations. In fact, it’s mainly because there are many old buildings here, and the water vapor is heavy.

Xiaoheng already felt his teeth shaking, but he had only walked 600 meters, but luckily he had already reached the door.

He knocked on the door, and the door opened automatically, so he went straight in, "Uncle Wu, Uncle Wu! Your Xiaoheng is going to be frozen!" As soon as he entered the room, he felt the warmth, and his whole body was pumped with adrenaline Same, full of energy, "Uncle Wu, where are you?"

Yi Zheng didn't stop Xiao Heng from making such a fuss, but let him make a fuss, so when Uncle Wu came out, he said that Xiao Heng, who was so rampant, was spoiled by him.

"He's rarely happy."

"He has to be really happy." Uncle Wu asked them to take off their coats and go upstairs together, "You all know how to choose a date. My little apprentices just went to the team building, and you ran away one by one. Come join in the fun—have you had dinner yet?"

"Nope." Xiaoheng put his arms around Fifth Uncle's shoulders, "Fifth Uncle, I'm about to starve to death, and I'm shivering from the cold all the way here."

"You are weak, you need to take good care of it. You come out every now and then to catch the cold." Uncle Wu lowered his head and kicked the child's leg. Someone's trousers had already wiped his ankles, and the one who taught the lesson was the quiet old man behind. A tall young man, "You can't show your ankles in winter, you can't remember how many times you have said these two."

Yi Zheng was not in the mood to argue, he rubbed his palms to warm up, squatted down and tore off Xiao Heng's trousers, "Will Uncle Wu come today?"

Uncle Wu had the expression of who else but you, and Yi Zheng guessed that Zhou Chen was there.

The author has something to say:

Mood disorder: Two years of unhappiness will enter a mood disorder, which can also be said to be mild depression.

The most common reason for young people to fall into mood disorders is low sense of accomplishment and confusion about the future. Many girls also have emotional factors.Maybe life is not such a happy thing, more than 80% of young people have gone through this stage.

If you are also at this stage, please also believe that life is born to suffer, and it is recommended not to focus too much on details, right and wrong, success or failure, intrigue, turning heads are empty, and being kind to yourself is the real king.