Don't look at your phone when crossing the street

"How about it?"

I tried my best to swallow the unrecognizable food, stroked my chest and said, "It's not delicious."

He said in dissatisfaction: "If someone cooks for you sincerely, even if it's because it's the first time you can't do it well, shouldn't you encourage me a little bit?" As soon as he entered the mouth, he trembled, spat it out again, drank some water, and said, "Okay. It's hard for you to eat it just now."

"It seems that we were poisoned to death. You should always be merciful and don't stay away from the chef on a whim."

He twitched his face: "So, are we going back to the days of eating raw rice and scrambled eggs every meal?"

I shrugged my shoulders: "Otherwise, you can go and catch that old hen, blanch its feathers and we will roast the chicken for dinner."

"I won't go, I want you to go." He lowered his head resignedly.

I once again recalled his fear of being dominated by the old hen that day, and I smiled with a "poof", and there was a mist of blood in front of my eyes, and suddenly I felt the heat in my nose and the coolness in my chin. , hurriedly bent over to apologize to him, and pinched his nose.He jumped from the table and hurried out of the house.

I leaned forward and pressed the wings of my nose, and said to myself: "It is said that nosebleeds are caused by too much anger, and I only eat two eggs every day, which is not nourishing. Maybe it is because my cholesterol exceeds the standard." As soon as the person turned to the back, I subconsciously grabbed my neck and wanted to lower my head, and then I heard a voice from above: "Don't move, the bleeding will stop after a while." Holding the calluses on my fingertips, I still couldn't help but said: "It's wrong to do this, let me do it myself."

"Don't let go." I felt as if my face was going to be pulled down by his fingertips, so I had no choice but to admit defeat, leaning my head up on his belly, rubbing him round and flat in my heart angrily.After a while the bleeding stopped, he let go, I rubbed my neck and said, "Can you be gentle next time? What if the nosebleed doesn't stop and your neck is broken?"

His eyes suddenly dimmed, and he turned his back to me and said: "The news has come from the army that the replacement and deployment of manpower has almost been completed, and the organs in the palace are also ready. The overall planning and arrangement are already stretched out."

He suddenly said such a thing, which made me a little confused, so I echoed: "It's great that it's going well now." There was an inexplicable burning pain in my heart.I thought of the empty medicine bottle, my body seemed to be stuck in a sticky quagmire, the growing mud had spread to my chest, and was about to climb to my lips, he suddenly shrank into a white shadow under the sky, I wanted to reach out to him Huh, but can't move.

"By the way, Mr. He has followed your order... what's wrong with you?" He turned around again.

The stagnant air disintegrated in an instant, I took a few deep breaths of air, shook my head and said, "It's nothing." I'm just about to have another seizure.

I don't know if it's because of the poisonous poison or the onset of depression itself, or both. I developed a fever and fell asleep all day long. The only criterion for distinguishing real dreams is the existence of Murong Yue. When he was awake, he could only hear his voice, and his vision was full of illusions - bright red blood, game screens, chaotic singing and crying, as if multiple channels were turned on at the same time.

In a daze, I was on a strange rooftop, surrounded by layers of corroded vermilion iron frames, with a few rags of invisible color hanging on them, fluttering slightly under the gloomy sky.I instantly understood where this was, and rushed straight to the edge of the roof, only to be blocked by an invisible wall within a few steps.I tried to click the button, and the chaotic scene in front of me became clear, like a curved screen in a movie theater, every pixel rushed into my eyes crazily, there were still sporadic stars in the distance, and in the middle of the screen was a woman wearing Crayon Shin-chan pajamas .

This girl who is about to step on the edge of the rooftop is my sister, Chen Kaicheng's only biological sister.

Even though my eyes were blurred, I still raised my hands and wiped my eyes and stared at the front. She sat on the edge of the platform at her ankles with her nightgown on, and took out her mobile phone. Most of the face.I suddenly realized that my elder sister, the demon who had been above my grades and dignity since I was born, is actually a very good-looking girl with well-proportioned features, a fair face, and a pair of eyes like two deep pools.She stopped the movement of dialing now, and watched intently while holding the phone.

I turned around, and in the blurred tears, I saw the blurred scene behind me—beside my pillow, the phone screen lit up, and the caller ID on it was "Dinosaur", and the green call button trembled on the screen, but whimpered No sound.

She waited patiently until the screen of her mobile phone went dark, and then turned it on and played it again.My head seemed to explode, my cell phone rang and vibrated, and I kept hitting the wall in front of me in pain, and then I heard a "ding—" in my head, and everything fell silent, like The inexplicable pause in the movement abruptly tore off the worrying fishing line, leaving the audience at a loss due to the broken thoughts.

She put down her phone, took off her slippers, and stepped on the gray, rough concrete surface, as if she was just stepping on a bump on the road, and after crossing it was solid land again, she just skipped carelessly.

The wall in front of me suddenly disappeared, and I ran towards her, and the distance between us was suddenly opened again when it was almost within reach, as if another gravitational field intervened to block me from the incident, she went down The falling figure disappeared from sight without any hesitation.

I couldn't stand anymore, I knelt down, almost crawled, climbed to the edge of the roof without any hindrance, and sat up with difficulty.Even though I knew it was a dream, I was still powerless to stop what had happened. I wanted to cry a little, but my heart seemed to have been hollowed out, like the repetition of the nerves after the pulp was removed. Only the coolness spread to the limbs. A dull pain, as if I heard myself saying: "Who are you crying for?"

"You always rely on the fact that you are three years older than me, go to elementary school before me, go to middle school first, become a college student first, then get depressed first, and then make choices before me. You have to take everything first Well, you are the most favored one at home, and you are always the smarter one in my life, why do you have to be one step ahead of me?"

I was sitting on the edge, looking at the road below which was painted with chalk figures, and when I looked down, I saw a bloody zombie like my sister, with her hair covered, climbing the wall, moving to my feet, and then dragged her away. Kicked down, fell to the ground and turned into a ball of pink plasma.

It seemed that the heartless days of the past two years had crushed me again. I stood up, facing the rosy red sky in front of me, but something sounded on my body.I took out my phone from my pocket, pressed the answer button, and a female voice slowly flowed into my ears: "Xiao Kai, I'm sorry, I'm leaving, and I can't cover you in the future. Don't stay up all night playing games, it will hurt your body and kidneys; Eat as lightly as possible, and don't always make your parents angry. Once there is something you really want to hold on to, don't let it go anyway. That's it, I'm sorry."

After I finished listening, I threw the phone down.

It turned out that this phone call was not the distress letter I always thought it was, but her farewell words.

I closed my eyes and jumped, but was stopped by something, and the tall buildings collapsed in an instant.

I woke up.

But my abdomen was indeed tightly hugged, so I had to try to open the arms around my waist. Someone behind me sighed and said, "It's easy for you to break free. Move inside. You're already on the edge of the bed. If you go any further, you're going to fall."

My throat was so dry that I couldn't speak, but he dragged me in a few inches.He didn't ask me what happened, but just blamed me lightly: "Liu Rong, can you think about others before you commit suicide, I was almost taken down by you just now."

My soul seemed to shrink into a ball suddenly, and I felt that everything was empty in the huge body. Those chattering and lingering emotions made me feel extremely empty as if they had never existed.After a long time, I struggled to speak out: "Don't touch me. Although it takes a while for the poison to take hold, maybe I will break out in the next moment, and it will affect you."

He trembled, then let go, pulled me up from the bed, and said with a wry smile: "Could it be that you still refuse to trust me?"

I pushed his hand away and fell back on the bed, tears streaming down my face involuntarily, without the desire to speak at all.

Probably in a dream, I was walking alone on a snow field, and the black snow was rolling in the air, and I let out a shrill laugh when I passed by my ear.In the wilderness ahead, there was a snow-covered thing, which was very dazzling. I was so tired that I couldn't breathe, so I sat next to it.

The black snow gradually fell off, and the blue sky returned to its original gloomy appearance, and then the white snow continued, first mixed with the black torrent, showing white streams, and then it became bigger and bigger, like an avalanche of thousands of troops about to fall The old scene is trampled to the ground.But such a large amount of snow clearly filled the air, but fell on me lightly and silently. I raised my sleeves and saw them as five-petal or six-sided ice crystals lying on my clothes.I gradually feel a little cold.

The snow-covered thing in front of me suddenly moved, and the snow slid down one after another. First, he stretched out a hand and stroked my stiff face. It turned out to be a person, and he spat out a cloud of hail ice while speaking: "Liu Rong, let's go back!" .”

As the ice melted and the snow melted, the world in front of my eyes began to pulsate with pixels of various colors. Large swathes of blue and green invaded my eye sockets, and finally a silver-gray figure smiled at me.

Unexpectedly, my legs went limp, and he held me up in time: "I've got you."

He said so.