Life is precious

Chapter 5.Relying on the author's willfulness with few readers...

Chapter 6 Chapter 6

Since I was brought here a year ago, the state of life has changed almost step by step.In the first three months, even the time and space for washing were fixed, just like a young child who can barely take care of himself.After that, I was free to wash, but I was locked in a small room and couldn't get out, so I could only pass the time by writing dog blood every day.Sanmao once wrote a character, a dumb slave.The dumb slave said that although his body is restricted, just like Prometheus being bound, his mind is free and his heart can fly in the vast world.

me either.I can use my imagination to create a lively and free world, and unless you can imprison my thoughts, I am free.After six months, I began to think about acting, a skill that is needed everywhere in life.Although I perform repetitive content every day, I can have different tensions in my demeanor and body language, and the performance has a different feeling.For example, the same is happiness, which can be curious seeking knowledge, pure joy, being moved by the richness and splendor of life itself... Even if the content is similar, the meaning is completely different.

I admit that my performance in front of Zhou Shiyun just now did have an element of acting in it.But in daily social life, isn't it normal to wear a mask?I didn't say a few words to Zhou Shiyun, but he laughed three times, which showed that he was very satisfied with me, otherwise he wouldn't let me live in the same villa with him, and he said that when he was free, he would take me out to play.

Because he observed me for a year and found that I was very good?Because I'm cute?Because I'm just right for him?Because he found new toys and found new pets?

I have no way of knowing, Zhou Shiyun refused to say anything.

While writing and drawing on the paper, I suddenly felt an unprecedented anger.Anger seemed to have been suppressed for too long, and it burst out from the bottom of his heart, flowing through his body like hot magma.I was so angry that I grabbed the pen holder on the table and threw it on the ground.

A layer of beige patterned carpet was laid on the floor, and the bamboo pen holder rolled on the ground and stopped slowly, spilling the pen all over the floor.

I slid off the stool little by little, knelt on the carpet, and gathered the scattered pens together little by little.

What if I vent my anger with the pen holder?Where did I offend Zhou Shiyun, why did he take a fancy to me, can I change it?

I packed up the scattered pens and put them back into the pen holder, but the tears flowed down indiscriminately.She's too sissy, she's not a man at all if she drops golden peas or something.

I grew up with a mother but no father since I was a child, and I grew up without knowing it until I met Pan Xiao and his parents.But no matter how close the godfather and godmother are, they are not biological.At least they often yell at Pan Xiao but never say a single serious word to me.It's also because I have a thick skin and call someone's parents with a shy face. I thought I was really someone's son. I want to make my parents crazy!

Go to your sister's pen holder, I won't clean it up anymore!The more I think about it, the more sad I become, I can't hold it anymore... Mother, let me be mother, I just cried because of my love!what!

No one wants me, no one cares about me, and everyone turns a blind eye when they see me!Why why why... why!Is it really because I'm not worth it!Am I not worthy of their attention?Should I be imprisoned by Zhou Shiyun like a prisoner?What am I doing wrong!What did I do wrong!Did I kill and set fire in my previous life!But I've always obeyed the law all my life... I didn't do anything, why did I have to bear this, why!

Ah ah ah ah ah……

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

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I don't know how long it took, but when I woke up from the cold, I found myself lying on the floor.His hands and feet were cold, but his face was hot.It was getting dark, and I stood up top-heavy, only feeling dizzy for a while, I couldn't stand firmly on my feet, and almost fell again.

I sat on the chair, and for a moment I couldn't tell where I was.It wasn't until I saw the notebook with words scribbled on the table that I realized that I had been changed.I looked around, found the light switch, reached out and pressed it, the light turned on, and a pale light fell on my face.I felt uncomfortable, so I pressed it back and turned on the lamp on the table.The orange light is much softer.

I don't know what time it is, and I don't feel hungry.But the body is the capital of the revolution. After thinking about it, I got up and went to the kitchen.The kitchen is very small, and it would be too crowded if I was alone.But everything is complete, pots and pans have everything.When I opened the refrigerator, I found that it was full of things.

Tsk, Miss Lily is really considerate.

I washed a tomato casually, didn't even bother to beat the egg, just smashed it into pieces and threw it into the pot, and fried it with the tomato.After taking off the pot, I threw a few noodles, cooked them, and then turned off the fire.I'm really too lazy to put onion, garlic and soy sauce, so I sprinkled some salt on it, which means I'll just eat it.

I don't really have much appetite, but I made it myself, and I have to finish it on my knees.When I used to live in a single room, the meals and dishes were prepared there and brought in directly.It tastes like it was made at the level of a chef, and it is very delicious. The tomato topping noodles at the level of a beggar like me are a heaven and an earth.But I don't know why, after eating such a tasteless thing, tears flowed down my face.

This feeling, I was moved.

Too lazy to wash the dishes and pots, just soak in the water.Afraid that he would catch a cold after lying on the floor for too long just now, he rummaged through the box to find the medicine box, dug out a few packs of heat-clearing and detoxifying granules, and drank it.

Still had a fever in the middle of the night.The fever was so bad that I woke up in the morning with a swollen throat so I couldn't speak.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and suddenly found a person sitting at the end of the bed. He was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat, and found that the person was Zhou Shiyun, and he shrank back in a cold sweat.Terrible!Can't you be considerate of the patient, what should I do if the illness gets worse?

Seeing that I woke up, he pinched the cigarette in his hand and pressed it directly into the flower pot.I didn't pay attention last night, only to find a pot of mimosa on the windowsill.I know this pot of grass because when I was in biology class in high school, when I talked about the stress of plants, Pan Xiao said that this kind of grass looks like me, and it itches when I touch it.Now this pot of grass that looks like mine is being used as an ashtray.

"If I hadn't come to see you last night, you'd be crazy right now." He stood in front of my bed, looking down at me.I don't know if it's because of the backlight, but his face doesn't look very good.

My throat was so sore it was so swollen that I couldn't make a sound.I had no choice but to nod, indicating that I already knew.

"Let me install a surveillance camera here. In case you die here one day and no one collects your body." His words were ugly, even a bit vicious.

I widened my eyes, looked at him, and shook my head instinctively, "Don't." It was too difficult to speak, and the swelling and pain of my vocal cords stimulated me to cough non-stop. When I coughed, my throat hurt even more.It must be because I cried for too long yesterday, and my voice is no longer good.

After coughing for a while, he stopped coughing when he couldn't move.He watched me finish coughing, and then said: "Then you live with me, and I will ask someone to make a room for you."

As soon as I heard this, I coughed again, it was heart-piercing pain.I probably still have a fever and my head is buzzing.It's okay if he doesn't talk, but when he talks, his head hurts so much that his eyes are staring.I couldn't speak, I just shook my head while coughing.

He finally closed his mouth, was silent for a while, and left.

The world is finally quiet, I thought.

In fact, I have been alone for so many years, and it is not uncommon for me to catch a cold and get sick.Anyway, you are young and have a good foundation. If you have a fever, you can go to sleep. Even if you have a cold, you can take medicine for a week.And in my daily life, I pay special attention to my health. Whenever I go out, I must cover it tightly. When I buy things, I will never buy three-no products.I don't even go to KFC McDonald's very often, unless it's with Pan Xiao, who loves junk food.

I think Zhou Shiyun is really making a fuss out of a molehill.It's just a sickness, but you still have to install surveillance and live with him?If it weren't for my sore throat that I couldn't speak, I would definitely not slander, and I would just go straight to it!

I actually regretted my life very much.For me, it is really "life is precious", because I cherish life, so I also attach great importance to life.And love and freedom are just a part of life, not enough to reach the height of life.For me, as long as I am alive, I still hope to see the sun tomorrow. Even if it is cloudy tomorrow, I can wait for the next tomorrow, and the next tomorrow.As for today, find a way to make yourself live more comfortably.

My biological parents gave birth to me and then abandoned me.It's not that I don't resent, I'm just too lazy to argue with them.At least I didn't starve to death when I grew up, and I went through elementary school, middle school, and university well, oh, I haven't finished my university yet.I would like to believe that they had some compelling reason to abandon me, for example, I am a descendant of a martyr, and in order to protect my only seedling, they let me live in seclusion in the city or something.I was so happy that I got used to it and accepted it.It was business as usual.If no one loves me, then I will love myself; if no one cares about me, then I will care more about myself.

So Zhou Shiyun's worry is really unreasonable.I have been living well for 21 years, but I don’t know when my body smells bad when I live here with you?Bah bah bah!

Yesterday's emotional breakdown was just a vent, and I'm sure to be alive and well in the next year after the vent is over.But now that Zhou Shiyun suddenly appears here, I can't take a good rest if I don't think about his reason for coming.Even though I was still dizzy at this point, I struggled to organize my thoughts.

To be honest, he said he came to see me last night, which surprised me.And to my surprise, I didn't feel anything at all.I looked at the bruised needle holes on the back of my hand, tsk tsk, there was salt water hanging on it, it looked like it was burning badly.So Zhou Shiyun was worried about me just now?Why didn't I know when he cared so much about me?Jiang Jie, Jiang Jie, even if you are sick, you are still a sick handsome guy...

Cough cough... The topic has gone far.I have raised goldfish before, and one day when that kind of creature with no eyelids and short memory turned its belly up and died, I was so sad that I almost cried.I'm not used to putting gold on my face. Although admitting this incident makes me very uncomfortable, in Zhou Shiyun's eyes, I am still just a pet.There are a lot of stray cats and stray dogs on the street, who knows if petting them now will be an eyesore next time.

As for installing surveillance or living with Zhou Shiyun, I don't want to choose either.I also clearly rejected it just now, but if I have to choose the less rotten one among these two rotten peaches, then I would rather live with Zhou Shiyun, stay under surveillance every day, normal people will be fucked crazy.What's more, if you are with Zhou Shiyun and understand his temperament, it will be easier to find a chance to escape.Why not do it?

After making up his mind, the strings in his mind were loosened, and he immediately fell asleep and lost consciousness.

The author has something to say:

I don't want to say anything anymore... Anyway, no one cares about me if I'm cute. PS: Why did I think the instant thing was okay before?It's almost a few days away from the earth!

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