People die every day

It took a long time for this emotion to pass away. The fiery red sunset gradually appeared in the sky. Su Dong lowered his head and stroked the big book in his hand again

His fingers slid across every word on the page, and a drop of tear fell on the paper

When he put away his books and was about to leave, Su Dong suddenly saw something different

page number!

No.70 two pages!

The book was originally only 71 pages?

"How could this be?"

Su Dong's eyes were scarlet, and he eagerly flipped through the big blue book

He just posted a page, and in the story that was already filled in the middle, a whole new page appeared, and it was already stained with black writing

Exactly the same as the previous ones!

Su Dong's heart skipped a beat for an instant, he rubbed the book like crazy, and then threw it on the ground angrily

The movement was quite loud, and many people around turned their heads to look this way

But he didn't care, he staggered to his feet, stepped back desperately, his eyes fixed on the book

It seems to be some evil curse!

"impossible, impossible"

Su Dong kept chanting these words, his eyes gradually became empty, he covered his head with his hands, and kicked the wall violently

"impossible!"

"impossible!"

He roared, his eyes turned completely scarlet

Although he hadn't thought about what would happen when all the blank pages disappeared, he held the expectation of being able to leave this damn place

But he never thought that fate would deal him such a heavy blow!

New page numbers are constantly being produced. This story already has a beginning and an end. How many pages will be written in the middle story?When will he be able to leave?

Su Dong couldn't help crying, and let out a cry like a wild animal

The blank papers that were about to be born did not leave him a glimmer of hope.

Only at this moment did the medical staff realize that something was wrong, and quickly sent a few people over to send Su Dong back to the ward with a tranquilizer

Woke up again, still facing the silence of this room, Su Dong slowly opened his eyes

he feels hopeless

calmly shed a tear

Where is this place?

Why am I here?

Su Dong desperately asked himself in his heart, roaring continuously, heart-piercing

Why do I have to accept all this?Why?

"why?"

he yelled, his roar resounding through the room

Yinhe, who was standing outside the door and was about to push the door, couldn't help shaking. What happened to Su Dong?She seemed to have never seen him like this before, she was a little scared for no reason, she withdrew her hands and walked back, planning to come back later

"why?"

"Why?"

"Why did I come to this world?"

The corners of Su Dong's eyes were red, and tears flowed down drop by drop.

He obviously looks all right, but he seems to be tortured

Su Dong understands that there is nothing more cruel than dragging an extremely painful and sad heart to live bravely

What did he do wrong?Must be punished like this?

He hated it so much, hated this damn fate, which made him unable to hide and retreat, his heart was riddled with holes, and he had to be strong and work hard to live!

Clenching the quilt tightly with his fingers, Su Dong closed his eyes tightly, sobbing in pain

It seems to be leaving...

really want to leave

Could it all be over with his death?

There was pale and distant light from the sky coming in through the window, but he seemed to have disappeared, stood up unsteadily, and picked up the fruit knife placed by the table

Su Dong exposed the arteries on his right wrist, his eyes blurred

Just cut your wrists and it'll all be over

This sentence echoed in his mind like a mantra, and he seemed to have seen a big red flower blooming on his wrist

Will it hurt?

but it will pass soon

Do it!

Su Dong's consciousness became more and more persistent, and every cell in his body was tense to the extreme. He stared at the long silver knife carefully, and gradually brought it closer to his wrist

"boom"

The door of the room was pushed open, and Yinhe walked in

She looked at Su Dong who was sitting alone on the edge of the bed with his back turned to her, looking strange, and asked carelessly, "Are you up?"

"Um"

Su Dong's voice is hoarse, perhaps caused by excessive tension

The moment the woman came in, he put down his cuffs

"Want some fruit?"

Yinhe looked at him naturally, there was no trace of strangeness on his beautiful face

"Um"

Su Dong replied again, taking out an apple from the basket a little unnaturally, as if he really planned to eat the apple

Yinhe didn't speak any more, just sat alone and read a magazine, but occasionally peeked at the man who was serious about peeling apples, with a bit of caution.

Su Dong really peeled off the apples one by one. His tall back looks extremely weak, like a tree that has been drained of water, extremely withered and withered.

His expression is not concentrated, he is thinking unconsciously in his heart, and the ground is covered with sadness.

Feeling aggrieved, he thought, why didn't Yinhe ask him what happened yesterday?

Then he can have a reason to talk about his pain, and he doesn't have to be alone to keep everything in his heart, why doesn't she ask herself?

Su Dong felt that he was like a container full of sadness, as long as someone was willing to gently and effortlessly open a gap, this huge sadness would pour out

It's a pity the woman never asked

He put the peeled apple aside, hid in his quilt again, and angered for no reason at the woman sitting beside him, "Can you turn the pages of the book a little softer?"

Yinhe raised his forehead in shock, and finally stopped flipping through the colorful magazine

Su Dong in the quilt closed his eyes, getting angry didn't make him feel better, but it was difficult for him to control his emotions, and he also thought that he shouldn't treat others like this, and suddenly the sadness swept over even more wildly

Two days later, the guards came to the hospital again to interrogate him. This time the interrogation was more stringent, with audio and video recordings available.

But no matter how they asked, Su Dong only said one sentence from the beginning to the end.

He raised his eyes, looked at the group of guards indifferently, and said softly, "It's okay if I want to admit it, but I will never allow it! A femme fatale who killed her husband and child with her own hands is at large, Yuan Sangjie He is the real murderer! No matter how many times you ask, I only have one answer here."

Several guards suddenly showed contemptuous expressions, but only Yinhe knew that Su Dong would not lie

"Since you want to investigate the case, naturally everyone should be cleared of suspicion. I can kill people, why can't Yuan Sangjie? She was also there, not to mention I didn't know when his husband and eldest daughter died."

"You keep saying that you are not a murderer, so I also want to ask, what reason does Ms. Yuan have to kill her relatives?"

A guard sneered, his cold face was full of doubts

"This is something you need to find out"

Su Dong drooped his eyelids, and his tone was careless and pitiful

He suddenly thought of something

"What's more, I didn't see Yuan Sangjie when the dentist and Xiaomei died."

"Do you have proof?"

Su Dong briefly recalled that he was hiding around at that time, waiting for Zhilian's answer to the ending incident

"no"

he replied

The disdain on the guard's face became more obvious, and the interrogation broke up again

“We will be back!”

Although I didn't dare to offend easily, I still didn't forget to speak harshly

Seeing their skeptical looks, Su Dong found it ridiculous. The few bombs that were accidentally planted at that time have now become amulets that have always protected him

really!In this world, whoever is ruthless will speak up!

He smiled sarcastically, but looked so pale

"Liang Yibing woke up"

Looking at the man in a daze in front of him, Yinhe kindly reminded

"Oh"

Su Dong came back to his senses, "I'll go see him later"

The sun is warm and warm, this spring seems to be extraordinarily long, the beautiful flowers bloom one after another, and the intoxicating wind seems to never end

People who blow it during the day feel drowsy, and those who blow it at night feel cool

Stepping into this gentle spring breeze alone, Su Dong couldn't feel any happiness, but only a trace of gratitude for Liang Yibing's waking up deep in his heart.

He knocked on the door and walked in. Liang Yibing has been transferred out of the intensive care unit and is now in the general ward, two rooms away from Su Dong's ward.

There are three patients in his room with very different grades, Liang Yibing is the youngest

When Su Dong entered, he was leaning on the edge of the bed in a daze, looking at the light red magnolia flower outside the window

"Okay?"

The man sat down and asked quietly, like an old friend.

"passable"

The painter also replied gently, and smiled playfully at him.

"It's all like a dream"

Liang Yibing said this suddenly, and turned his head to look out of the gentle window again.

They suddenly came to this book world, got to know each other, each experienced different things, and finally came together. The fate is really wonderful.

But Su Dong looked at him, his heart was even more sour, some words that should have been said, but he couldn't say anything

This is too cruel, even if I just say it, I can't bear it

"Have you read that book?"

Su Dong subconsciously changed the subject, pretending to ask casually

"no"

Liang Yibing came back to his senses and looked at him strangely, "What's wrong?"

"I found a new problem"

Su Dong's appearance became silent, and his face returned to the original deep look.

"what?"

Liang Yibing frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking first, "Could it be that I want to go back alone, and you go forward?"

This is the question he has been most worried about!Although I haven't said it usually, I always have this possibility in my heart. The magic of the big book is uncertain, and it is very likely that this kind of messy thing will come out

"No"

Su Dong lowered his eyes, and his voice became slightly colder, "The number of pages in the book is increasing."

"what?"

Liang Yibing didn't seem to understand, and asked with a slightly confused expression

Su Dong didn't answer any more, just kept his head down and kept silent, even his brows and eyes were full of sadness

Liang Yibing became agitated instead, and subconsciously reconfirmed, "You mean! The number of pages is still increasing?"

Su Dong nodded

"Any new departure time clues?"

He asked unwillingly, his frail face suddenly surprised

Su Dong silently shook his head, Liang Yibing completely fell on the bed

"How could this be?"

He asked desperately, looking up at the quiet ward

Su Dong was also silent. Regarding this question, he and Liang Yibing were suffering from the same unsolvable pain.

The author has something to say: Sometimes, asking one more question can be useful beyond your imagination, and pretending not to see it is the most indifferent approach (depending on the situation)

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