A brain hole, another brain hole

One day at the end of March, Lin Lian woke up inexplicably in the middle of the night. He opened the door, stood in the corridor, and heard the sound of a young man crying from the opposite room. , Straight into people's hearts.It went on for a long time.

He just stood there silently, listening quietly. After a long time, his voice gradually weakened. The young man seemed to be tired from crying and fell asleep. Then, he went back with a chill in his body.

The next day, he put a rice porridge on the opposite side, rang the doorbell, and left.When I returned in the evening, the rice porridge had already cooled down and remained untouched.On the third day, he put another copy and came back, still unmoved.After so many repetitions, no one accepted the warmth, and he did not give up.

On April [-]th, when he returned at midnight, the rice porridge was gone.The next day, he saw the cleaned lunch box, smiled and took it back to the house, filled it up, and put it in front of the door. For a week in a row, what he sent out was sweet rice porridge, and what he took back was a clean lunch box.

Today, when putting away the lunch box, he was still thinking about when the door would open, and at midnight, he saw Gu Tong.

Gu Tong is much thinner than in January. He is covered in empty clothes, his thin waist can be seen vaguely, his skin is very white, the kind of whiteness that does not see the sun with gray, his expression is very lonely, and his eyes are dim. Light.

Depressed, thin, and pale, like a lifeless plant, it suppresses its growth, but it still surprises Lin Lian, his chest is burning hot, just like the throbbing when he first saw her.

He silently thought that there would be no need to put lunch boxes in the future.

At ten o'clock at night on the second day, Lin Lian saw Gu Tong again.

Gu Tong was wearing long sleeves, walked over and put yesterday's medicine expenses on the table, turned around and left without saying a word.

Lin Lian called his name from behind, with a soft voice like love words.

Gu Tong stopped hesitantly, but didn't turn around, and lowered his head to forcefully pick his fingers.There were heavy footsteps behind him, he was a little uneasy, he tried hard to suppress the urge to run, closed his eyes, his sleeves were slowly pulled up, pulling the wound, and there was a tingling pain.

Lin Lian stared at the arm that was scratched and bleeding and there was no intact skin, his eyes darkened instantly.Gu Tong closed his eyes, keenly aware that the scorching gaze on his skin could burn him, so he hurriedly pulled off his sleeves.

"You didn't apply the medicine." Lin Lian said in a deep voice, both a statement and a question.

Gu Tong's lips squirmed a few times, he hesitated to speak, and finally his eyelids slowly drooped down, remaining silent.Lin Lian pressed him on the chair and brought cotton swabs, disinfectant and ointment.

Gu Tong turned his head and looked outside the door.It was late at night, the street lights were dim, there were no pedestrians, and the silence frightened him.

Lin Lian half-kneeled on the ground to apply medicine to Gu Tong, with a concentrated expression, gentle movements, and tenderness in his slender eyes.Afterwards, Gu Mian left, and when he came, he wanted to ask Lin Lian why he no longer brought him porridge every day.

Now, in such a situation, there is no need to ask again.

A few days later, Lin Lian closed the pharmacy and returned home at two o'clock.He washed up and was about to fall asleep, when he heard a knock on the door, very soft, with long intervals, but very persistent.

It's Gu Tong.He didn't wear shoes, and stepped barefoot on the cold concrete floor, which was still cold in the middle of April night.Lin Lian pulled him into the room and pressed him on the sofa, took the slippers and knelt on the ground for him to put them on.

After a while, Gu Tong's voice came faintly from above his head. He seemed to be still asleep, almost whispering, "Lin Lian, I can't sleep. I can't sleep anyway." There were sadness, fragility and struggle in the words.

Lin Lian was stunned, and lowered his voice, "Is it itchy?"

Gu Tong said in a very slow voice, his eyes were confused, "It's itchy, there are other things, slowly, little by little, as if to crawl into the blood and bone marrow." Knife cut off.

Lin Lian didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, got up after a while, took out ice cubes from the refrigerator, and asked Gu Tong to lie down on the sofa.The buttons of the shirt were slowly unbuttoned by a pair of big hands. The cool touch was very comfortable. Gu Tong closed his eyes.

Under the bright light, there is nowhere to hide all the scars.

The erythema spread from the arms to the neck, back, waist and abdomen, and even every part of the body.Strips of scratches, blisters, broken skin, coagulated blood spots, and overflowing blood are densely gathered on the fattened skin, like fine white jade decorated with red flowers, which is shocking, and also produces a distorted charm, bewitching people's hearts.

Lin Lian couldn't help breathing harder, and stuck the ice cubes that were steaming in the cold mist.As soon as the ice was attached, Gu Tong shrank and couldn't help but exclaim.

He was very allergic, and he didn't apply ointment. He knew it was useless, but he couldn't bear it. Anger emerged from the corners of his eyes, and fierceness was born in his heart. Itching until it's bloodstained.

He enjoyed this pain, like a kind of silent comfort, allowing his irritable heart to have a moment of tranquility.

At this time, his bare back was trembling slightly, his skin was burning like fire, and an inexplicable strong emotion almost forced him to tears.Lin Lian rolled the ice cubes back and forth on his back, one place was hot, another place was cold, and the cold finally suppressed the heat.

Gu Tong sighed comfortably, and each sound seemed to be groaning.

The room was dimly lit, and Gu Tong buried his face in the sofa, only seeing the moisture in the corners of his eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you so nice to me?"

Lin Lian smiled, the ice cube in her hand had already melted, she naturally touched his waist and leaned towards his ear, "Of course I have something for you."

Warm but cold fingers caressed the fragile waist, Gu Tong couldn't help but lick.He was already sensitive, and his body became even more sensitive after allergies, even the slightest breath could make him tremble uncontrollably.

He straightened his toes, held back the numbness and sweetness that seeped into his bones, opened his eyes wide, and asked persistently, "What are you trying to figure out?"

Lin Lian turned him over, and carefully painted the eyebrows and eyes that made him intoxicated in the void, "Naturally, he is the one who plots for you."

Gu Tong blinked, his thick and slender eyelashes fluttered, and the corners of his eyes were suddenly stained with water. He smiled happily, charming and self-willed, "Then I'll give it to you."

Lin Lian stared at him obsessively, and the hand on his thin lips trembled a little. After a long time, he possessed him, his eyes were as bright as the sun.

Gu Tong closed his eyes, feeling an unprecedented peace in his heart.

He thought, I have no relatives or friends in this world, as if no one needs him, and he does not need to rely on others to live.However, loneliness, loneliness, despair, and depression are everywhere, making him unable to breathe.

If, if there is such a person who expects something from him, he will naturally be happy and willing to give him his body and even his whole heart.

In this way, being loved and loving others can prove that he is still alive.

The author has something to say: From August to now, intermittent allergies, ointments and injections are ineffective. During this period of time, it is so itchy that I can’t sleep at night, my body is burning hot, and I often wake up at three or four in the morning with sticky hands It was warm, turned on the light, and was frightened by myself covered in blood.

Going to work during the day, feeling drowsy, and being scolded by the leader.

In the middle of the night, when I called my mother, I couldn't help it anymore and cried.

The physical pain is like a black hole, swallowing pride, courage, confidence and hope until it collapses.

But I know that all this will pass, and before that, you just have to endure silently.