MTL - The Decade of Deep Love-Chapter 39

Chapter 39

He Zhishu wakes up very early. When the eyes are blinking, the sky outside the window is still black and lacquered. From the upstairs, there are still street lights and the signature signs of the store. He Zhishu has not slept for a long time, and it has become more serious. He has been suffering from insomnia recently. He is also very easy to wake up after sleeping. It is good to sleep for three or four hours.

He Zhishu stood in the bathroom and looked at the pale and sick people in the mirror. The tone of voice went to the light and asked: "Have you lived a good life in your life?"

No one answered him, He Zhishu smiled, and laughed and spit out the blood of the sink.

He knows that his illness has begun to deteriorate. When he first looked into the eyelids under the eyelids, he began to hate looking in the mirror, but even if he didn’t look at it, his body was getting more and more. The traces of blue and purple are all under the ribs. At first glance, it seems to be like a domestic violence.

He knows that sometimes he doesn't want to think too much, but he can't always control it. He will tell himself, OK, Jiang Wenxu goes out to play is not a day or two, willing to go home is good, what are you still making, but also noisy movement? However, self-hypnosis has not been done. He has become more and more sensitive and has become more and more out of control. The physical and mental torture has caused him to slowly lose the appearance of being gentle and clear.

Already at this point, He Zhishu told himself that he should die. Two people have been away for 14 years, and they have been peeled off by the life to decorate the beauty of the body. They have to smash the last old feelings into the reality of unrecognizable reality. Finally, some people are willing to wake up, and it’s time to die.

Dead heart is not not love. Just love does not move, just give yourself a point of self-respect. To put it bluntly, it’s like this, secret love is good, and both emotions are good, and there is still a little bright hope in the end. Whoever is willing to say dead heart will die.

The gauze on the finger has been stained with blood, so it is good to stop the blood overnight. He changed himself to a clean gauze and wanted to not hurt his hand next time. It would be inconvenient to do nothing.

He didn't have the appetite to eat, but the cats didn't do it. He Zhishu gave them a slap in the face, and the cat food didn’t touch it. When it came to the meal, it was all sorts of things.

You can only do some cat meals after you have taken the medicine.

When he heard the doorbell, He Zhishu was still stunned, and he heard a few knocks on the door and he reacted to it.

He turned off the fire to open the door, thinking that it was the property to check the water meter. But I did not expect a strange boy standing outside the door.

It’s really a good looking boy. The facial features are exquisite, the skin is very white, the tip is squatting, the peach eye, but the eyes are still red and swollen. He Zhishu’s thoughts faintly passed, and he did not grasp it at all.

"You...who are you looking for?"

"Are you a He Zhishu? I am intoxicated and come to you."

The vague shadow of He Zhishu’s heart finally appeared in front of his eyes. He had just thought of a moment—the child grew better than Jiang Wenxu’s preference.

He knows that he never thought that he would be brought to the door by three children. He didn't quite understand this kind of thing. The hostess is still able to bring people to the scene, but now she is being picked up by the three children. It is hard to say that it is difficult to handle. The dull and dull pain in my heart affects the reaction of He Zhishu. He is really afraid of losing face, even now it has become a joke.

"Let me go in and sit down?" The clear, sweet voice, even the tail sounds seem to be young and clean.

He Zhishu’s slight sideways could not be lifted by the heads that he had long lost. “Then you are advanced.”

Intoxication has always been looking at the knowledge book. He knows that this is the irreplaceable master of Jiang Wenxu. He has also been very curious, but he was warned by several friends of Jiang Wenxu’s friendship in seven or eight years. He wants to be with Jiang Wenxu for a long time. .

Later, I heard people say it a few times. He looks a bit like the He Zhishu of the year. He always remembers that he always feels that Jiang Wenxu’s people can be very good. But today I was taken aback.

A pale man, not even good-looking in his heart.

He knows to indulge in a cup of hot water: "It’s cold, you should drink some plumbing and warm."

Intoxicated and looked at He Zhishu with some surprises. Just now, the reaction of He Zhishu must be to know his identity. Normal people can't look at the three children who are not fluent. It is rare that they don't talk badly. He really didn't expect He Zhishu to Let him enter the house to drink hot water.

Intoxication is not bad, he just wants to stay with his loved ones. Who is not?

"I have been with Jiang Ge for a long time." The intoxication to see the eyes of He Zhishu is a bit of a point for He Zhishu to feel inexplicable pleading: "You don't want to circle him."

He knows that he can't understand what he said, and he sat on the side. After a while, he realized it. This is to ask him to complete. The key is to be able to fulfill what they are? The dominance is never in his own hands.

"You have to tell yourself that the man can't keep it." He Zhishu is like a hypnotic himself, and he is also intoxicated.

Intoxicated and not talking, the grievances are not like the little three children. He is like a child who comes out with his father. It makes people feel helpless and makes people feel annoyed.

He knows that he can't stand such silence, but he can't rush according to his temper. So He Zhishu revealed his wounds: "How long have you been with him?"

"I have been with the university since I graduated, and I have been with him for three years." There are so many indescribable joys and sighs that I can't tell the truth. It seems that I can be very good with the man for three years.

He Zhishu has no more sorrow, and his psychological preparation has always been useful. He gently returned: "Three years? Three years..."

"I think about it, the third year we are together..." He Zhishu slightly licked his lips, and he really hated this self-abuse recollection.

"The third year we were together, 2003, SARS." He Zhishu laughed: "When you were in your teens that year? It’s good to be young at the time. At least you know less and think less. panic."

"In that year, Jiang Wenxu was not the boss of Jiang Zongjian, not even Mr. Jiang. He was still a small and small electronic technology company. Xiao Jiang. When the SARS broke out completely, Beijing was completely blocked, but it was also the time when the people returned. The hospital is absolutely inaccessible."

"At that time, the hospital was crowded, and the isolation area was just a strict glass door than the ordinary ward. The infusion was on the patio. It was really terrible at that time. Every day, there are dead people, many patients, medical care. It is not uncommon for people to see the disease. Even when the Minister of Health came to visit the visit, they were infected and died."

The temperature of He Zhishu is mild and plain: "I was in the hospital at the time."

"My boss, a family of three got sick, which boss is very good, the most care for me on weekdays, he was the first to die, I have to take care of the nephew and the little girl. So I stayed in the hospital, even the suicide note Ok, it’s nothing more than letting Jiang Wenxu feel sad and forget about me. But I didn’t expect that Jiang Wenxu had sneaked the isolation belt and dragged me home that night.”

He knows that for a while, he is afraid that he will be defeated by the memory of the forcible storage: "That was the most angry thing in my memory, Jiang Wenxu, and the one that he was the least scary. He slaps his hand and wants to fight. I ended up pumping his own face. He didn't talk, he cried, and the golden beans fell. I could only marry him. I said, what happened to you, I didn't bully you."

He said: "If you have something to do, how can I live?"

"The last one is still dead, but I am fine. Later, when the lawyer came over, I realized that the boss left me his small company." He Zhishu smiled and said: "Jiang Wenxu is now big."