Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

Song Xiu didn't want to show it to Dr. Xu, but Dr. Xu said it bluntly, and it would be strange if he kept it secret. He smiled, paused, and said, "Okay."

He raised his hand and unbuttoned his shirt, exposing some of his shoulders, and the bandages were already soaked in blood.

"Is this what you mean by scratching the skin?" Dr. Xu looked at Song Xiu in disbelief, and said, "Take off the bandage, let me take a look at the wound."

After Song Xiu responded, he untied the bandage on his shoulder, revealing the hideous wound on his shoulder. The flesh and blood turned out, which looked a little scary. Doctor Xu's face darkened, and he said, "The wound has become like this, you said Is this an abrasion? The wound is almost inflamed, no wonder there is a sudden high fever."

Dr. Xu got up and walked to Song Xiu's side, looked down at the wound on his shoulder, and cleaned his wound with a cotton swab. Song Xiu gasped in pain, and Dr. Xu looked up at him After that, he immediately said, "You know it hurts now? Your wound doesn't look like a fall, does it? What's going on?"

"I made it myself." Song Xiu laughed, and said, "I made it by accident."

There was a slight smile on his lips. It took a while for Dr. Xu to clean up his wound and re-wrap it with a bandage. He said, "I probably know something about what happened between you and Jiang Fei, young man, I think What I'm telling you is... your body is your own, if you hurt your body like this, you will be the one who suffers."

"Thank you." Song Xiu smiled politely, and when Dr. Xu was about to leave the room, he suddenly whispered, "Don't tell Jiang Fei, he is not in good health recently, I don't want him to be sad because of it, besides... …It’s not a big deal either.”

After much hesitation, Dr. Xu nodded and said, "Remember to take the medicine and take it on time."

After finally sending Dr. Xu away, Song Xiu breathed a sigh of relief. He turned and went back to his room, with his hands on his shoulders, feeling a dull pain.

Suddenly, he stopped, and the corner of the light yellow skirt in front of him fell into his eyes again, and Song Xiu could feel that his whole body was slightly stiff.

"Why don't you look up at me? Keep avoiding me? Can you avoid it?" The girl's voice carried a smile.

Song Xiu raised his eyes to look at her. Jiang Fei's younger sister was still wearing the yellow dress she had when the accident happened, with a little blood on it. The girl looked somewhat similar to Jiang Fei. She laughed and said, "I'll live In your heart, you can't escape, wherever you go, I will go, as long as you live for a day, you will never get rid of me."

Song Xiu's stomach throbbed slightly, he swayed and knelt down on the ground.

The girl also squatted down, holding her chin, looked at him curiously, and said, "Does it hurt? Does it hurt? Why does my stomach hurt every time I see it?"

Song Xiu said hoarsely, "What exactly do you want?"

"I don't want anything, I just want to watch you and see you live forever." The girl's voice contained indescribable malice, and she said, "It's been three years, have you forgotten? You won't forget , I will remind you."

Song Xiu covered his mouth and retched. He pressed against his convulsed stomach tightly, and the cold sweat dripped down his chin to the floor, his face was pale.

After the girl giggled, she disappeared in front of him, and the feeling of suffocation was over.

Song Xiu fell on the floor. He curled up, hugged him tightly, and murmured softly, "Don't be afraid...you can't be afraid...it's not real...it's all an illusion..."

He didn't dare to reach out and touch anything, the cold floor made him feel a little bit more secure.

After Dr. Xu left his room, he told Jiang Fei about his illness, but only concealed the wound on Song Xiu's shoulder. Jiang Fei nodded and said, "I see, thank you for your hard work."

When Dr. Xu left, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at Jiang Fei, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with Song Xiu recently?"

"No, he has always been like this." Jiang Fei replied.

Dr. Xu nodded and said, "However, I still suggest that he go to the hospital to have a look."

During dinner, Jiang Fei didn't see Song Xiu come down either. He thought for a while and asked, "Is he going to starve himself to death?"

"Master Song Xiu said that his appetite has not been good for the past two days and he just wants to sleep." The nanny thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's a cold that hasn't recovered yet?"

Jiang Fei only asked this sentence in passing, so he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he said, "I'll make some soup for him later, so he can take good care of his body."

When he went back, he passed by Song Xiu's room, the door was closed tightly, and through a door, he couldn't see Song Xiu cowering in the corner, with broken glass in his hand, blood running down his hand It fell down and gathered into a pool under the body.

He also couldn't see Song Xiu's pale face, looking around wearily, as if he was not in a room, but a cage full of demons and ghosts, and he might see something he shouldn't see when he turned his head .

The glass had already cut open his palm, and it was deeply embedded in his palm, but he seemed to be completely ignorant of pain, leaning his head against the wall in pain, his chest heaving violently, and suddenly he stretched out his hand tightly. Clutching his clothes tightly, with a pained expression on his face, he trembled his arms, raised his hand and aimed the sharp side of the glass at his left heart, his hand was trembling all the time, like He was struggling for something. After a while, the glass fell to the ground with a crisp sound. He reached out and grabbed his clothes, and a suppressed moan came out of his throat.

Uncomfortable...It's too uncomfortable...It seems to be suffocating...It seems that I can't control myself...I want to die, I really want to die...It's too painful, why is it so painful...

There was an intermittent sobbing sound in his throat, and blood was all over him.

"Song Xiu." Jiang Fei thought for a while, then knocked on the door and said, "Are you inside?"

"I'm here...I'm too tired and want to sleep." Song Xiu's voice came through the door, Jiang Fei paused, and replied coldly, "I'm here to remind you that if you want to starve to death, you should Let me tell you, this way you don’t have to prepare your meals, saving wastage.”

After Song Xiu responded lightly, Jiang Fei walked away.

A door separated the two worlds. Outside the door, Jiang Fei left slowly in a wheelchair. Inside the door, Song Xiu gritted his teeth while suppressing his emotions. When he said such words, his eyes were red and tears It keeps falling.

He didn't dare to turn his head to look at him. The girl in the yellow dress was squatting beside him. She looked at Song Xiu curiously, tilted her head, and said, "Is it so uncomfortable? You're crying."

Song Xiu pulled out an ugly smile, and said, "You're dead...you're an illusion."

"Yes, I am dead." The girl did not hesitate, but continued, "You will die too, is it uncomfortable? Do you really want to die now? Come on, pick up this glass, and stab it at your heart Go in, and say that it’s okay for the main artery in your neck... No matter how bad it is, it’s okay for this wrist, anyway, this is not the first time you have done this, right? This time, as long as you hit harder, you can end yourself... You see, you are an orphan, and no one cares about you anymore. Maybe my brother would care about you before, but now he doesn't like you, and he hates you so much. He wants you to die, so when you die, he will happy."

Song Xiu didn't refute the girl's words, but after the girl finished speaking, he pulled the corners of his lips, raised his eyelids, looked weakly at the girl in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are fake, I can't believe you."

He closed his eyes and raised his head slightly. The suppressed thing in his heart seemed to explode, almost cracking his chest. He faintly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Fear, fear, irritable, depressed, dull...

He felt that he was almost unable to recognize himself, his Adam's apple moved up and down slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Jiang Fei, I think I can't hold on anymore, maybe I have to walk ahead of you."

When he opened his eyes again, the yellow girl beside him was gone. He stood up staggeringly and walked to the bathroom. The wound on his hand was washed by cold water, and the blood almost turned reddish. , but can't see the color.

In the mirror in front of him was a man with a handsome face and a thin figure. He was washing his hands, or the wounds on his hands. Song Xiu didn't know how many times he had self-harmed himself.

Every time, he wanted to die.

But every time, he insisted on surviving.

He bandaged the wound on his hand with ease, changed his clothes, wiped off the blood on his body, and threw the blood-stained clothes into the trash can.

He used to be a very clean person, and he also paid attention to his image. He had a lot of clothes, even if he wore two sets a day, he could wear them for a while.

Song Xiu looked at the wardrobe in front of him, couldn't help laughing, and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wear these clothes until the day I die, right?"

【666: Host, the wound is not well dressed, and it is easy to get infected. 】

[Song Xiu: You are about to die, so you are afraid of infection? 】

[666: ... If you say that ... it is not unreasonable. 】

666, who could not find a reason to refute, could only choose to remain silent.

When Lu Heng came again, Jiang Fei suddenly said, "Song Xiu hasn't been well since that day, do you think he's just pretending, or is it real?"

Once bitten by a snake and afraid of well ropes for ten years, Jiang Fei was really deceived by Song Xiu.

Lu Heng thought for a while, hesitated and said, "That face can't deceive anyone, can it? I feel like I'm sick. If you really want to find out, send someone to the hospital for a full-body examination. Isn't everything clear?"

"I just asked casually." Jiang Fei laughed, turned his eyes through the window, looked outside, and said, "No matter how serious the illness is, it won't be more desperate than mine... right?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-2123:59:09~2019-12-2223:01:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: 2 Xiao Qiuqiu; 1 Rouroujiang, Shandong Jialing, and Jubenju;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of Autumn Momo; 5 bottles of Jianmang; 2 bottles of Sending Letters to Bei, Xian, and Yexu; 1 bottle of Shandong Jialing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!