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

After Zuo Chen finished speaking, he watched Song Xiu leave the hospital. Instead of chasing him out, he stood there, motionless. Fingertips dripped down.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, he lowered his eyes to look at his hands, and pulled out a pale smile.

uncomfortable.

wanna die.

It's about to crash.

I'm calling for help, anyone hear me?

Please, help me...I can't breathe.

He had a lot of things he wanted to say, but he couldn't say anything, as if everything was blocked in his throat, and he seemed to lose the ability to express for a moment.

forget it. I'm done here.

Shouldn't have said it.

After staying in the hospital for one day, he was discharged from the hospital. There were too many things for him to deal with in the company, and his younger brother fell ill again.

He was tired, but he couldn't talk, and no one would care if he said it.

In fact, he didn't joke that day, he really envied Zuo Yi, envied that he could be carefree, envied that he could still maintain his innocence, envied that so many people cared and loved him.

As for Zuo Chen, there are only documents, only meetings, and only living in the midst of intrigue and gaining a reputation as an upstart in the business world.

No, there is one more thing now.

He also had more medicine and injuries all over his body.

How many years have you been sick?He couldn't remember clearly, the doctor prescribed medicine for him, and he took it on time, but it didn't seem to work, and his condition was getting worse and worse. He was about to collapse all the time, but he had to endure it desperately.

He knew that he was surrounded by his relatives, but he just felt that they were all fake, they didn't love him, they never cared about him, and they didn't know him well... Zuo Chen couldn't tell that they were his relatives.

He became more and more anxious and afraid, and he had to hide all his fears so that no one would find out.

He seems to be walking on the deep sea. The land he walks on is a thin layer of ice on the sea surface. He doesn't know when the ice will shatter and he will fall into this bottomless sea. , falling and falling, sinking forever and ever.

A meeting just ended, the secretary put the documents on his desk, Zuo Chen waved his hand, indicating that he could go out, the secretary nodded and exited the office, closing the door.

After Zuo Chen sat on the chair for a while, he stood up again and paced back and forth in the office. He didn't want to touch these documents, he was afraid that he might not be able to resist destroying them all, but no, these are the documents of the company. Important documents, he has to calm down, he has to be rational, he can't touch these documents.

Zuo Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, trying to calm himself down.

But it didn't seem to have any effect. His anxiety became more and more serious, and his hands trembled slightly. He tried to hold the cup, but he couldn't hold it. The cup fell to the ground with a loud bang and fell into pieces. debris.

The secretary standing outside asked, "President Zuo? What happened?"

Zuo Chen's voice came from inside, saying, "It's okay." His voice was very stable, and there was no problem at all.

Hearing this, the secretary didn't open the door to go in.

Inside the door, Zuo Chen squatted down halfway. He held the fragment under his hand and held it firmly. The fragment cut through his palm and embedded itself deeply in his wound. Blood flowed from the wound and gathered on the ground. Beach blood.

He looked at his wound in silence, and said hoarsely, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Probably... something wrong with him?Why can't he feel pain?It was okay before.

The cell phone rang next to him, Zuo Chen picked up the phone, and immediately asked the secretary to prepare things for the business trip, he thought for a while, and said one more thing, "Help me find a lawyer."

The secretary didn't know what Zuo Chen had said to the lawyer, so he didn't dare to ask more.

Zuo Chen traveled alone this time. He left here with his suitcase. He often travels on business, and no one paid attention to this, let alone seeing him off.

What should have been solved in a week, he solved it all in three days, but he didn't go back directly, but stayed in the hotel alone. He didn't know when the medicine was finished. The pill bottle was thrown in the trash.

Familiar anxiety surged up again. He walked to the bathroom and tried to wake himself up with cold water. The phone vibrated next to him again. He looked down. It was a message from his father, which roughly meant that Zuo Yi was sick again. Yes, the doctor issued a critical illness notice, so let Zuo Chen take full responsibility for the affairs of the various branches.

Zuo Chen didn't reply for a long time, he looked up at himself in the mirror in front of him, and vaguely felt that the person in the mirror seemed to be laughing at him.

He can't recognize the person in the mirror, sometimes he thinks it's him, and sometimes he thinks it's his own illusion.

He wanted to smash the mirror in front of him, and in fact he did so, the mirror shattered all over the floor, the fragments scratched his hand, and blood dripped down from his wound.

With the shattering of the mirror, it seems to break all illusions.

A low sobbing sound came from his throat, and he knelt down half-kneeling while leaning on the sink, not caring about the debris on the ground under his knees, his whole body was shaking, he was so painful that he could hardly speak, and he was so sad that he couldn't make a sound.

He couldn't even cry.

Emotions completely burst at this moment, and he completely collapsed.

Reason told him that he couldn't go on like this, but his emotions had become a blur, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking, as if he had lost his ability to think and judge at this moment.

He didn't know how long he knelt, but finally stood up slowly, but looked at his bloody hands blankly, filled the bathtub with water, and lay down in it.

Glass cut his wrist, and blood flowed from his wound, but he felt a moment of pleasure.

This hotel is a property of Zuo's Group, and now it is Zuo Shen's private property. Even if he dies here, the hotel will at most be closed and will never open again.

Don't bring trouble to others, don't want to be a burden to others.

He did this until his death.

More than 20 years ago, he was a young man with high spirits, but it was only for one day, because that day, his mother said with a smile, "You have to treat Xiaoyi well, Xiaoyi's health is not good, he will not be able to inherit the company in the future, you have Everything, a healthy body, a prominent family background, and great wealth, so you must fulfill your due responsibilities.”

"sorry."

In the end, Zuo Chen sighed. In the end, he still chose to give up on himself.

In the bottomless quagmire, he struggled for too long, so long that he didn't know what happiness and relaxation were, and so long that he finally killed himself with his own hands, and he didn't feel sad.

It's a pity that what he wanted to give to someone could never be given away again.

That's fine, that person will never know.

Zuo Chen felt a sense of exhaustion almost surrounded him. He was too sleepy and tired, so he just wanted to have a good sleep. He had to go to the company for a meeting tomorrow, and he had to go to the hospital to see Xiaoyi, and he wanted to see him again. Song Xiu took a look.

He slowly closed his eyes, and quietly lay his pillow in a pool of scarlet blood.

No one is sorry for him, he is tired, he is really tired, Capgras syndrome makes him unable to recognize the people around him, he almost divides himself into two people at all times, one says "these people are False", another said "It's all true, you are crazy".

So, he killed himself and was finally free.

Song Xiu lived in this express hotel for a while, as if he was revisiting his childhood. He didn't want to disturb the peace here, but when he was about to go back one evening, he met the former dean.

The dean wore the same hat as before, but his body seemed a little shorter. He bent over, waved to Song Xiu, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect to see you here. When I came back today, I met a magpie. I figured there was always something lucky going on."

"You said that before." Song Xiu smiled.

The two went for a walk by a pond behind the orphanage together. The setting sun dyed the earth red. The dean said as they walked, "Why are you back all of a sudden?"

"If you don't understand something, come back and walk around." Song Xiu said.

"Then have you figured it out now?" The dean smiled and said, "If you haven't figured it out yet, why don't you tell me, no matter how difficult it is, it will be easier if you say it."

Song Xiu paused, he was silent for a moment, and then said, "A person who has lived with me for a long time, he said he likes me, but I can't be with him."

"You don't like him?" asked the dean.

"No, I like him. People like him...I like him." Song Xiu couldn't help laughing when he thought of Zuo Chen's appearance, and said, "But...his brother is sick, and his parents are very worried. Okay, so I can't put him on the back burner."

"What about him?" The dean sighed and said, "What about him? You think of his younger brother and his parents, but you forget that the most important person is him."

Song Xiu was stunned for a moment, he really didn't think about Zuo Chen's feelings, because he...

Because...he is powerful enough, powerful enough, so...

So does he deserve to be forgotten?

"It's true to think about his family, but you also have to think about him and yourself. You've been a smart kid since you were a child, so you should know this truth." The dean looked at Song Xiu lovingly, Said, "If one day, you lose him, will you be sad?"

Song Xiu squatted on the spot.

"Accident or tomorrow, you will never know which will come first." The dean glanced at the pond in front of him, and said, "Think carefully so that you don't make a decision that you regret."

For some reason, Song Xiu felt a little regretful now.

He regretted that day in the hospital, why he didn't hold Zuo Chen's hand, he clearly saw that Zuo Chen had... hidden something in his hand.

"Have you figured it out? Is it a lot easier to come here this time?" the dean asked with a smile.

"Okay, think it over." Song Xiu looked at the pond in front of him, and said, "Accident and tomorrow, I don't know what will come first, I think... I want to choose tomorrow... Yes, I will tell him tomorrow. "

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-2619:20:35~2019-12-2623:59:43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 threw the grenade: 1 Gu Moyan;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 King of Doudou;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of coriander and excerpts;

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