sick and delicate

The closet was empty.

Xia Tian stood in front of the closet with an unbelievable expression on his face.

--wrong!

There must be something in here!

The things she stuffed, the things she didn't want to see again—

It should be stacked and easy for others to carry.There should be lines of text written on it, and the lines between the lines make people not very satisfied, even anxious to violent.It is piled up like a mountain, and one can hardly breathe——

as it is now!

Xia Tian suddenly felt a dull feeling in her chest, and the abnormal picture in her memory no longer flashed by, but was always shrouded in front of her eyes.The wardrobe with stacks of documents also appeared in her memory in the form of hiding behind the door.

She looks to the side.

I didn't notice it before - now it seems that this room is bigger than her room.

It is also a circle larger than the season's room.

... This room is the master bedroom in this house!

Before the picture in front of Xia Tian dissipated, he was driven to cold hands and feet by this cognition.The drowsy brain was stimulated by the memory to wake up a little, but immediately felt the pain again.

With a muffled snort, she opened the sliding door of the closet, took two steps back, and fell on the bed behind her.

When consciousness returned, Xia Tian could barely open his eyes.

She struggled to open her eyes, adjusting to the dim light outside.The first thing she saw was a ceiling, and her dull brain couldn't tell her where it was for the time being—then she looked down and saw the only curtain with light in the distance.

But the light was also unusually dim, and it seemed that it was no longer morning.

After sleeping for a long time in too much darkness, when I wake up, I only feel pain in my eyes and brain.Xia Tian frowned and tried to get used to it, opened his eyes, and then sat up with one hand supporting the soft cushion at hand.

She looks around.

living room.sofa.

A dull brain can only process this information.She moved her feet, but found that there was a force pressing on her feet.

Xia Tian subconsciously looked in that direction and saw the person lying there.

season.

She seemed to have taken care of herself for a long time, and she had already fallen asleep tiredly.The originally fair skin was almost transparent in the dark night, and her red lips turned pale from her fright.When you close your eyes, you can see the beautiful eye contour and thick black long eyelashes.The eyelashes trembled twice with Xia Tian's movements, and then returned to calm.

Xia Tian did not dare to move.

A strand of hair slid from the corner of her forehead to the front, and was resisted by the high bridge of her nose.Xia Tian has never seen Season's appearance when she closed her eyes and rested. She should be outgoing and lively, not so quiet.

Xia Tian's rapid breathing slowly returned to calm under Ji's sleep, and her dull brain began to function—she remembered what happened before she lost consciousness.

And that inexplicable memory.

sleeping pills.

The fruit knife in the study.

Almost exactly the same room as in memory.

These are all their own things.

Some of these memories are fleeting, and some last for a short period of time.There seem to be seasons in these memories, but there is no shadow of seasons.

Xia Tian wanted to find out if he recognized the seasons when these memories occurred—but he could only get a vague effect.

Like knowing, but not knowing.

"……Well……"

She sat up for a while, and the eyelashes that were trembling just now slowly opened.Ji Ji's eyes, which were always bright, were confused, but they flickered when he saw her.

"Xiao Tian, ​​are you alright?"

Ji Ji didn't even have time to tidy up her current appearance, so she hurriedly asked, "When I came back, you actually...are you uncomfortable somewhere? Headache? Is it a sudden attack or has it been like this all the time? Is it..."

"I'm fine." Xia Tian interrupted her, vaguely said, "I'm just a little sleepy."

"Even if you're sleepy, you shouldn't fall asleep in that kind of place!" Season stood up from the ground and sat on the edge of the sofa.She just raised her hand but put it down again, as if she was worried about Xia Tian's body and didn't dare to make too many movements.

"Well," Xia Tian replied, "It won't happen next time."

She responded so readily that Ji Ji's eyes became suspicious.Xia Tian calmly pulled the corner of his mouth and showed her a smile.

She whispered, "Why did you close the curtains?"

"Xiaotian, don't you like dark environments?" Season asked.

Xia Tian froze for a moment.

The dark environment - she doesn't think she likes it, but she is more used to it.Compared with daytime, she is more used to doing things in the dark, so that she can concentrate.

Xia Tian responded softly.

Ji heard something from her hesitation.She turned around and went to the curtain and pulled it open, and the dim light was immediately exposed to Xia Tian.It was estimated to be in the evening now, and it was approaching nightfall. The sound of car horns could not reach the high-rise building where she was now. Only the firecrackers sounded in the distance for unknown reasons, which brought some surprises to the calm sky.

Xia Tian looked at this dusk.Something flashed before her eyes.

She fell down the stairs.

That's right, she remembered - she stepped on the empty stairs, and then rolled down one floor after another.

She fell in the morning.

This is wrong, she ran away in a hurry when she came home in the evening and found someone in the house, and stepped on the empty stairs.

She was taken to the hospital in the morning.

——This is all thanks to the kindness of the seasons.

She looks at Season standing in front of a darkened background.Her every move is the perfect camera lens, no matter which angle you look at, you will be intoxicated by her delicate face.The smile on her face was now completely facing Xia Tian, ​​and there was a little light in her black eyes, which was a worried look.

Season is genuinely caring about her.

Xia Tian looked back anxiously.Most of her memory has come back, but there are still some details—details that may affect the key details, which cannot be revealed.

She looked at the season with a happy smile in front of her, and slightly pulled the corner of her mouth towards her.

"Ji Ji, you are really simple."

It is not difficult to find time to go to the study again.

In this family, there is only Xia Tian alone most of the time.She has confirmed that the nanny is a privately fabricated existence by Ji Ji, and of course she will not let other people appear in this home.

Xia Tian found the locked cupboard.When she saw it that day, she knew that this lock could be easily opened by her—but, she didn't want Xia Tian to know.

Is there no other way?

Xia Tian's eyes fell on the corner of the bookshelf.The book that made her feel extremely uncomfortable still lay there quietly, without the slightest displacement.The moment it appeared in Xia Tian's field of vision, I felt a nausea, and even the darkness fell for days, and the despair of struggling but not being liberated was also suppressed at the same time.

Her legs are heavy.

She walked over to the bookshelf and picked up the book.

The packaging of the book is exquisite, the text is beautifully printed, and there is no possibility of dyslexia.Every time Xia Tian reads a line of text, she feels extremely familiar - she even remembered everything in the book after reading the first paragraph.

She wrote it.

The story—hers!

The expected content made Xia Tian's hands tremble, and the book fell in response.The hard corner of the book collided with the ground, leaving a dent while making a sound.

Xia Tian has made good mental preparations, but has not completely made good psychological preparations.

She ignored the books lying on the ground, but strode out of the study.After she remembered and wrote this story, her life changed dramatically!

Its popularity won several awards in the summer, and a remake was announced shortly thereafter—with the famous season playing the leading role, which raised its popularity even further.

Immediately, the anticipation of her new work undoubtedly oppressed Xia Tian's nerves.

After she left the study, she frantically searched in the living room.She has searched for all the parts that she can open, and occasionally there are a few locked grids. In order not to make Ji Ji suspicious, she did not forcefully open it.

And then in the storeroom by the door, she found—

The scraps she discarded.

Drafts and waste that should be discarded all over the floor were carefully picked up from the garbage station, the folds on the top were neatly smoothed out, and they were stacked in the storage room.Xia Tian knew what was written on it without looking at it - those boring stories that were squeezed out under her nervous nerves.

The despair of not being able to write a good story.

as well as--

After Ji Ji played this drama, he announced his retirement.

Her fans are crazy.They approached themselves and blamed all the reasons for their resignation on that gloomy script.They did everything they could to discredit the only known work, killing what little inspiration she had left at the beginning of her life.

Xia Tian felt that she might know what was in that locked cabinet.

She bought sleeping pills.Bought a fruit knife.

She wanted to kill herself, but couldn't.

She is timid.

Therefore, she conveyed her thoughts of wishing to die to the season that was secretly observing herself because she was looking forward to the new script too much.

Season, as expected, came to kill her.

She waited at the door, kitchen knife in hand.It wasn't ferocious on the face, but with obvious excitement—a little bit of excitement for being able to participate in reality, Xia Tian didn't quite understand her train of thought.

Even if he didn't kill himself completely in the end, but chose to send himself to the hospital, Xia Tian couldn't fully understand this point.

But at least—

All of this was guided by her.

Leading the simple seasons.I hope that after her death, she can be charged with murder.

This is her weakest resistance.

"Well, then please."

"I'll tell her there in summer."

Season hangs up the phone and smiles softly.

You've figured it out, she's so smart.

However, readers who have seen the ending know best.

Thinking of the stack of manuscripts in the study cabinet, her mood suddenly improved a lot.

Wanting to charge myself with murder——

Of course not.