Cold violence

The author has something to say: (If you don’t die, you won’t die x2.)

Let me talk about it first, the plot of this chapter is actually very divorced from reality. I didn’t think much about it when I wrote it, and I discovered it after I finished writing it.Please don't get to the bottom of it. (bow)

In addition, I hope that all children will treat emotional problems rationally.

Ah, I feel that these few chapters are really quite long. (waiting to be praised)

If Wang Zhi were to use two words to describe Zhou Yu's actions these days, it would probably be "death".

On weekdays, Zhou Yu seemed calm and calm, and he was just pretending to be afraid, just because those things didn't touch the point that would make him uncomfortable.When he really felt uncomfortable, he just forgot to toss and do everything he could.

In fact, it is not surprising that the more rational and restrained people are, the more insane they are when they really want to vent their anger than those who often cannot control themselves.

It's just ridiculous that he tossed himself this time with a high fever and stomach bleeding because of a broken relationship.

Falling in love, it turns out that even someone like Zhou Yu will fall in love.

Thinking about it this way, everyone is actually a mortal, no one is more noble than another, and everyone is the same when they have feelings.

But fortunately, nothing major happened to Zhou Yu this time. Wang Zhi was worried that he could sum it up in two words - being cheap.

Sure enough, playing flowers is the last word, any love is bullshit, and if you take it seriously, it really is called a cheapie.

How did you say that non-mainstream saying?

——Whoever gets serious first loses.

At the time, I thought this was nonsense and non-mainstream, but now that I think about it, it seems to be true.

He felt that he was suffocated and panicked, so he pointed at the bed and cursed a few times before Zhou Yu woke up.

To scold this kid for not knowing how to take care of his body, to scold him for being like this because of a broken relationship, it's really his fault.

But he was also angry that Zhou Yu was torturing himself like this, and angry that he believed what He Chu said at the beginning, thinking that he was really a long-term person.

The age difference between him and He Chu is not much, but he has not been with them all the time. He doesn't know the various reasons. In fact, he has no position or reason to criticize something.

But as a good friend, he is just angry, especially when both sides are his good friends.

He was angry, but he still did his duty as a good friend, instead of being a shopkeeper, he sat by Zhou Yu's bed and waited for him to wake up.

He helped Zhou Yu press down the quilt, and felt that his quilt was not warm because he was sleeping, so he bent down to feel the temperature of his soles, it was frighteningly cold.

Where does it look like the body temperature that a child at an age that should be full of vigor should have?

He sighed, and called the nurse over to ask her to help add a hot water bottle to Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu closed his eyes, his face pale with capital letters.

But he is still good-looking, with a high nose bridge and well-defined facial features. Only black and white colors are left on his face to describe his eyebrows and eyes. If those two slender eyebrows and small fan-like eyelashes also lose their color, It will probably blend in with the sheets.

Those eyes...if they were a little brighter, what would they look like...?

It's a pity that during the time he spent with Wang Zhi, his eyes were always deep and hollow, without any expression. The light could illuminate his facial features, but not his eyes.

Only when he saw He Chu, those eyes would be radiant and bright like stars.

Now... Wang Zhi sighed, seeing Zhou Yu like that in the future... I'm afraid it will be difficult.

He recalled the mess in Zhou Yu's house, and it was not hard to imagine how Zhou Yu got here these days.

A person with strong self-control can forcibly turn his home into a garbage dump, with wine bottles piled up on the ground, nothing more than going to sleep when he is drunk, and continuing to drink when he wakes up.

Back then Wang Zhi did the same thing, as if drunk and dreaming.

But even so, he still didn't forget to charge the phone, and then called the no longer used phone number over and over before he was confused...

What's the trouble?

He Chu even changed his phone number, it was really heartless.

When he hugged Zhou Yu yesterday, he could faintly smell the fragrance of shampoo. It must be because Zhou Yu didn't forget to clean himself up when he was awake.

It's really hard to imagine that a person who is so calm on weekdays would become like this because of one person.Maybe rationality is too much, and only an emotional vent can relieve the uncontrollable sadness in my heart.

In the past, he had always thought that if Zhou Yu's personality hadn't been with He Chu, he might have been single for the rest of his life, but only a person like He Chu could move Zhou Yu's heart.

They were so well matched that they could even break up.

The young man who was once so noble is actually troubled by love.

Wang Zhi shook his head, in fact, everyone is just layman.

Zhou Yu didn't wake up until the afternoon, and the physical pain made him a little dazed the moment he opened his eyes.

How long has it been since you slept well?

After such a long day and night of intoxicated life, he even forgot the time, but he remembered that he never had a good dream.

He repeated the dream of sitting on the single-plank bridge, and lost consciousness again and again in the fall.

He even forgot what he did when he was drunk countless times, but the phone call records reminded him of it.

He was so humble, with the desire to get that person's eyes back, he dialed the cell phone number that had been given up by the owner over and over again.

Probably in He Chu's world, everyone except himself knows about this.

You're so stupid, Zhou Yu, look at yourself like this, do you still deserve the name "Zhou Yu"?

He tilted his head, rarely awake, but his mind was in a mess.

He saw Wang Zhi sitting beside his bed, looking down at his phone.

He lay silently, looking at the flirtatious young man beside the bed.

In the past, he always felt that he was living in a very chic way, with a smile on his brows and eyes, but now that he stopped talking, Zhou Yu inexplicably felt that there was actually a slight sadness in his eyes.

In fact, everyone is not as easy as imagined, but everyone likes to disguise themselves.

Wang Zhi quickly noticed him, stretched out his hand and waved in front of his eyes, and asked him, "Are you awake?"

Then he helped Zhou Yu sit up and poured him a glass of water.

Zhou Yu's throat was dry, but the headache was even more uncomfortable, so he stretched out his hand and pushed it away.

Sitting in front of him, Wang Zhi mocked bluntly: "You are capable, Zhou Yu, can you drink yourself to death at home if I don't come?"

"No. I just don't want to go to school."

The pale boy lowered his eyes, staring at the bed sheet in a daze.

Just don't want to go to school?Still don't want to see that person even more?

"You can't accept it?"

Wang Zhi frowned, and said bluntly: "It's just He Chu. If you split up, you will split up. In the future, there will be many people around you. If you are afraid that there will be no one around you, then no one else needs to fall in love. Chinese homosexuals are not Legal, you have to know that no matter how good a boyfriend is, it is possible to add a word "before" in front of it. What is that little bastard, can he be better than the tens of thousands of other people you will meet in the future?"

"He's different." Zhou Yu whispered.

No matter how many people he meets in the future, he will never treat them the way he treats He Chu. He Chu is the only person he has ever confide in since he was a child, and the only one who has ever liked him this way.

Even if He Chu said that he likes his face, there will be no one in all circles in the future who will love him so purely as He Chu likes him.

So He Chu is different, he will always be a different person.

But in fact, given so many reasons, he just couldn't let go of this person.

"Do you still want to hang yourself from a tree?"

Zhou Yu didn't answer.

Maybe, is there really such a possibility?

"If you can't let it go, just chase it back. Make yourself sick, do you think that little bastard comes back and takes the initiative to love you? If he comes, he will be called pity you. If you can't catch up, brother will help you Isn't it okay?"

But Zhou Yu just shook his head, and he didn't think it was enough, so he added: "Don't bother me. Don't tell him either."

Forget it, let's just forget it, don't bother him, and live in peace, which is fine.

He also didn't have the heart to find someone who didn't want him to pity him, and let him take him in for a while, that's really... too humble.

Sure enough, I am now... still too emotional, so emotional that I can feel sad for a person and make things difficult for myself.

What about the previous encounter?

Does he have a calm attitude towards this matter?Wouldn't that make me feel much better?

But he didn't want to lie to himself.

Can't let it go, just can't let it go, deluding yourself...that's so stupid.

"Have you seen Wang Jiawei's "Evil and West Poison"?" Zhou Yu suddenly asked, his hoarse voice sounded in the warm single ward, and he said a question, but he didn't wait for Wang Zhi to reply, he just looked at himself Said himself:

"It said 'When you can no longer have it, the only thing you can do is not to forget', I think it is quite right. If I forget, no one will help me remember gone."

He knows that it is impossible for a person to remember something forever, but the pain on his body will remember it for him.

Such self-abuse-like behavior will probably not be done for another person in the future.

Wang Zhi listened silently at the side, and suddenly understood what Zhou Yu meant. His heart moved slightly, he stretched out his hand to rub the ends of Zhou Yu's hair, and said:

"'Actually, drunkenness is just a joke she played with me. The more you want to know if you have forgotten, the more you remember.' I understand what you mean, don't you just want to have a drunkenness? Not happy Just come to me, brother will not only accompany you, but also help you vent your anger."

Zhou Yu finally looked up at him.

"Aren't we good friends? I'm happy to do something for you. Don't worry, others are not here, but I will always be there."

When he said this, he completely took off the coquettish energy on his body, and what was shown in front of Zhou Yu was the most primitive face of this young man, without any concealment, and he gave all his most gentle side to this young man. His distressed teenager.

So in fact, what everyone sees to outsiders is what they want others to see. Only those who treat each other sincerely will find that there is such a person under the gorgeous appearance of this person.

Zhou Yu smiled at Wang Zhi and said, "Okay."

Speak seriously and solemnly.

It was a smile that really belonged to Zhou Yu, a smile that belonged to him so young, it seemed that even the lights in the room were not as dazzling as his smile.

The sentence in the movie is also true, "The wine will get warmer the more you drink it, and the water will get colder the more you drink it."

"You torture yourself like this, he can't see it."

Wang Zhi suddenly tapped his head and asked him: "Do you think it's worth it to treat yourself like this for a person?"

"What do you think is worth it?" Zhou Yu asked back.

What he likes this person can be said to be without hesitation, and it has nothing to do with whether it is worth it or not.

"If you think something is valuable, if you think it's worth it, it's worth it, but these things shouldn't be described by whether they're worth it, nor can they be measured by their value."

After he finished speaking, he was a little groggy again, leaning against the head of the bed and fell asleep.

Yes, love is actually something that has nothing to do with whether it is worth it or not. One is willing to give and the other is willing to accept. If the accepting party has no feeling, it is called wishful thinking of the giving party. If the accepting party learns to respond, it is called two feelings. Pleased.

This kid, at such a young age, seems to know a lot.

Zhou Yu was forced to stay in the hospital by Wang Zhi for a week before he was allowed to go home.

Life in the hospital was mostly boring, but fortunately Zhou Yu was not a very interesting person, sometimes when Wang Zhi came, he could see Zhou Yu staring blankly at the wall or ceiling for a long time.

His body was very thin, so thin that Wang Zhi felt as if he would be blown away by the wind.

Later, he recalled that he had known Zhou Yu for so many years, and that was the only time he showed himself in front of him as a show of weakness.

Wang Zhi couldn't figure out what Zhou Yu was thinking about every day, he could even be in a daze for so long, and he could often stay silent for half a day, if Wang Zhi didn't take the initiative to find him, he could say no more than ten sentences a day.

He remembered that when the doctor was chatting with him, he asked him to pay more attention to Zhou Yu's psychological problems...

That's right, he thought, that boy would not even speak like Zhou Yu?

He Chu didn't know these things, and he wouldn't take the initiative to tell Zhou Yu before he came to Zhou Yu.

When he was discharged from the hospital, Zhou Yu still insisted on returning the hospitalization fee for the past few days to Wang Zhi, so stubborn that Wang Zhi had to accept it.

He is always like this, he doesn't want to owe others a favor.

Living in a single ward for a week is a lot of money, but Zhou Yu sent the money to Wang Zhi without even thinking about it.

That way you don't owe anything, which is pretty good.

That day, Wang Zhi said goodbye to Zhou Yu at the door of Zhou Yu's house. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Zhou Yu what he had said countless times. After Zhou Yu responded, he had nothing to say. , he suddenly remembered something, called him to stop and said:

"Wang Zhi. Thank you."

"Thank you." Wang Zhi stopped and waved to the boy to let him go back.

So far, all of Zhou Yu's behaviors have been extremely normal.

He opened and closed the door and changed his clothes with slippers in one go. Then he put the medicine on the shoe cabinet and looked carefully at his house.He doesn't call this place "home" anymore, just a house.

In fact, he could hear Wang Zhi chatting with the doctor outside the ward, and he heard that he was asked to pay attention to his psychological problems.

Psychological problems...if there is one, then who cares?

He looked at the house that had already been tidied up, and suddenly threw all the bags full of medicine to the ground.The sound of the pill boxes scattered on the ground made him feel surprisingly pleasant.

He felt that there should be some tyrannical factor in his bones, but he had insisted on doing things rationally for so long and he couldn't vent his anger. He could only vent it to himself. He knew that this kind of psychology should be very sick, but Over the years, he has maintained his sanity and restraint, so that he can't stop when there is something for him to vent.

It seems that he has found the point that allows him to do whatever he wants, and he knows that he is not restricted by others, so he becomes unscrupulous.

He even had the idea of ​​self-torture, because he seemed to have become a person who didn't know how to feel hot or cold, and only the sensation of pain could make him feel that he was still alive.

Just like when he was drinking that day, his stomach hurts so much that he is dying, but he can clearly feel that this is the real thing.

He must have been crazy.

Wang Zhi felt that drinking to stomach bleeding was the limit of Zhou Yu's death, until two days later he received a call from the hospital, using Zhou Yu's mobile phone.

At that time, he was still sleeping late at home, and when he heard the news, he cursed directly into the phone.

"Zhou Yu's fucking brain is sick! He wants to die, why do you take him to the hospital, you crazy people! You still call me, did that idiot Zhou Yu tell you!"

He was so fierce on the other end of the phone that he didn't dare to make a sound at all, and it took a long time for the little nurse to say submissively: "Wang...Mr. We also want to find someone to deal with it quickly..."

"Can you throw that idiot out of the hospital for me? Don't save him, can you?"

Sitting up from the bed, he shouted into the microphone: "Arrange the best ward for him and I'll be there later!"

"Fuck. That idiot is sick!"

Wang Zhi felt that if Zhou Yu came like this twice, he would really suffer from a nervous breakdown, but he was cursing, but he didn't dare to act too slowly.

He finished washing as quickly as possible, and ran through two red lights along the way before rushing to the hospital.

On the way, he wished he could greet the eighteen generations of Zhou Yu's family ancestors.

The little bastard is capable, and he will continue to work without dying. If he has to go into shock directly, if the situation is not right, Wang Zhi would like to ridicule "exciting".

Exciting, really exciting, unexpectedly, Zhou Yu has such a heart of "self-sacrifice for others" to donate his own blood, Wang Zhi, a son who "saves the dying and heals the wounded, is none of my business", can't help but want to applaud Zhou Yu .

Rolling his eyes and applauding.

This idiot, I'm afraid he was deceived.

When Wang Zhi arrived at the ward, he had no chance to applaud him immediately, because Zhou Yu hadn't woken up yet.

So Wang Zhi sat in front of Zhou Yu's bed and stared at him for a long while with a "motherly smile" on his face, suddenly feeling a little hurt.

It turned out that Zhou Yu was a person when he was serious, but he was worse than a lunatic when he was crazy.

He inexplicably felt a little lucky. Fortunately, Zhou Yu and He Chu hadn't been together for a long time. If the relationship was deeper, wouldn't Zhou Yu just die?

What the fuck is this all about?Could it be a little serious for this little brother to die?Do you really have to kill yourself to be happy?

What psychology?

With a long sigh, he went out into the corridor to smoke a cigarette.

It suddenly occurred to him... Zhou Yu had so few contacts on his cell phone, even if he had to call him, his parents didn't care?

In my impression... Zhou Yu really didn't seem to have mentioned his parents.

So Zhou Yu's appearance...is it related to his parents?

Wang Zhi was smoking a cigarette, feeling a little irritable, thinking that one day Zhou Yu would give him an honest account.

It was already afternoon when Zhou Yu woke up, Wang Zhi was laying on the table to catch up on sleep, and he was silently staring at the ceiling.

This time he really didn't mean it.

It's just that when he was going out today, he happened to run into a "blood donation car", and he suddenly had the idea to donate blood, and got into the car by accident.

When he got in the car, he felt that there was something wrong with the car. He had never been in a blood donation car, and he didn't know what the requirements for blood donation were. It was just his sixth sense, and he hesitated to feel that the atmosphere was not right.

But the nurse in the car had a good look, with a sweet and gentle smile and asked him if he wanted to donate blood or something like that.

Zhou Yu didn't know much about this matter, so he stretched out his arm after answering a few questions. He didn't dare to draw too much blood, so he told people to pump 200cc.

The needle was pierced into his vein with cool air. He watched the dark red blood flow into the blood vessel from his body. He could even feel the sound of the blood flowing out when it rubbed against the blood vessel... like a machine working smoothly. machine……

He watched his own blood flow out bit by bit, and suddenly had an extremely distorted thought, what would it be like if the blood was used for drinking?

Is it sweet?Or sour?Or does it have a slightly sticky feeling that makes people's mouth turn red after drinking...?

Scared by the thought of himself, he started staring at the readings of the plasma bags instead.

The process of drawing blood was not long, but ever since Zhou Yu had this idea, he felt more and more disgusted. The concept of time seemed to be stretched, and suddenly days seemed like years.

The moment the needle fell out, more coolness poured into his chest, he took a slow breath, and felt that his whole body was suddenly empty.

No one told him that minors could not donate blood, and no one told him that people with anemia could not donate blood either.

There is something wrong with this blood donation car, but he doesn't know it.

Fortunately, everything ended so simply.

His mind went blank for a moment, and when he stood up again, his eyes were dark, cold sweat covered his back at that moment, he had a feeling of falling into a weightless space, and even the noise was far away by his ears.

What the "nurse" said in his ear, he just felt it was buzzing in his ear, he quickly dealt with it and fell off the car.

His footsteps were weak, and he really fell.

He stood in the middle of the street, surrounded by silence.

He wanted to leave.

However, physical problems prevented him from even moving his feet.

And then...he went to the hospital.

After being rubbed by the motorcycle, he fainted. At that time, the motorcycle driver was probably scared to death, and he was sent to the hospital without delay.

How can I describe the feeling at that moment...

It's like when you are in the clouds and someone pokes you from behind and you fall into the layers of clouds, if you can ignore the strong desire to vomit and the uncomfortable feeling of chills all over your body.

Exactly the same feeling as that in the dream.

But now when he thinks back to the feeling when he drew blood, he feels sickly and incomparably happy, watching a certain part of his body slowly appearing in front of his eyes...

He shook his head, throwing all these thoughts out.

"Are you willing to wake up? You will really do it for me, young master."

"Hmm..." Zhou Yu replied vaguely, looked at Wang Zhi with a smile on his face, and explained with a guilty conscience: "I really don't know this time."

"Minors can't donate blood, don't you know?"

Zhou Yu shook his head honestly.

"People with anemia can't donate blood, don't you know? Didn't you have a blood test before donating blood?"

Zhou Yu: "...I don't know, no."

Wang Zhi felt that he was going to be blown up.

"Can you fucking have some common sense in life? Dare to go out without knowing anything?"

"I……"

"Shut up! Let me tell you this kind of thing. Fortunately, you haven't met any drug trafficking organization to inject you with some drugs. If someone casually infects you with AIDS, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"

"Isn't it..."

"It's probably a black car. It took your blood and went out to sell it. Let me tell you that you are fine. If something happens to your mother, I..."

"I'm sorry, I really don't know." After being yelled at by Wang Zhi, Zhou Yu finally had a chance to apologize.

Yes, there are so many people who care about me around me, why do I have to torment myself so much?

Without He Chu, why did I feel like a different person in the past few days, and I felt strange in retrospect.

Is it really impossible to live without this person?

No... no.

You still have to move forward, Zhou Yu, you have to work hard to make yourself stronger... You can't be looked down upon anymore.

To die, one time is enough.

The people around you are so nice, how can you make them all feel sad for you, running around and tired?

He remembered the feeling at that time, as if he was going to die.

No pain, just emptiness.

Seeing that Zhou Yu was fine, Wang Zhi felt at ease, and couldn't help complaining: "You don't know how to take some money before leaving? Are you a fool?"

"Are you talking like a human?"

Zhou Yu can always quickly adjust his emotions, which he honed at home over the years.

In fact, as long as he can think about it, he can accept it immediately. Now that Wang Zhi is trying his best to enliven the atmosphere, he just made a joke with him as he wanted.

Who doesn't want to have a good time?If he can be happy, he will not make himself unhappy.

"Why are you not human anymore? You don't need money to sell blood? You need money to sell water."

"Can you not say such a thing?"

"why?"

"Talking about this kind of topic with you makes me feel like I'm lowering my moral bottom line."

"???" Wang Zhi stood up, pointed at Zhou Yu, and said, "Can you have some conscience? Look at who is the person next to your bed right now?"

"I don't know, I can't see it."

After Zhou Yu finished speaking, he retracted into the quilt, only showing his head on the outside.

It was rare that Zhou Yu would joke with Wang Zhi, but Wang Zhi was not annoyed, so he sat down again and asked Zhou Yu:

"Is your condition back?" He lifted the small piece of quilt on Zhou Yu's head, and Zhou Yu just happened to look up at him.

Those eyes were slightly bent, and he heard Zhou Yu casually say with a smile, "I'm back."

He laughed as if the decadence of so many days was just an illusion, the little alcoholic lying in the pile of wine bottles and the silent patient in a daze on the bed never existed.

After thinking about some things, I came back.

His mind turned quickly, and it only took a moment to think clearly.

"Do you still dare to do stupid things?" Wang Zhi looked at Zhou Yu with a smile, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and he said, "If you dare to be my father, I will break your legs."

"Not anymore."

Doing these things... is nothing more than trying to remember it better.

Remember the past events clearly, and remember every word that person said.

So these things will not be done again.

Not anymore.