Two flowers bloom, one dead branch

When Jiang Yuchu woke up in the middle of the night and stared at the ceiling for a long time, he realized that he was in the hospital. He moved his eyes to the infusion bag next to him and looked at the small bubbles slowly floating up to the liquid surface. No tears came out until my eyes were dry.

All kinds of emotions squeezed into the mind at the same time, drilled into the limbs and bones, making people suffocated.

He sat up slowly and woke up Gu Changze who was beside him. He didn't care why he appeared here, his eyes were as empty as if there was a snowfield, and he just said, "I want to go home."

The two returned to the house where Jiang's father used to live. Jiang Yuchu got into the bed, curled himself up into a ball, and then stopped completely. Gu Changze stood by and kept silent.

The quieter he was, not crying or fussing, the more worried Gu Changze was, he dared not close his eyes for fear that something would happen to him while he was asleep.

Emotions cannot be suppressed. There may be turbulent waves behind the calm seas, and once they become raging, they will be out of control.

Gu Changze pulled him into his arms and patted him on the back, his voice was unprecedentedly gentle.

"Cry if you want to cry."

Jiang Yuchu didn't resist, but he didn't say anything, let alone cry.

Deal with the problem first, then the emotion.

Deal with the problem first, then the emotion.

deal with...

But no matter how many times he recited this sentence in his heart, he still felt that his mind was in a mess and he couldn't concentrate. The hand holding Gu Changze's front was clenched more and more tightly, and his brows frowned.

Father passed away a year ago.

Died from cancer.

He finally healed his legs, and came back with a healthy and complete body, with countless words to say, regret and self-blame, and gratitude to his father for forgiving him, but in the end, he was full of joy and left. All he was given was an unpopular house.

A letter in the room was dusty, and the writing was like a person's, every stroke was vigorous and powerful, penetrating deep into the wood.

The letter is full of instructions, and every line is full of love as deep as mountains and seas.

Jiang Yuchu read it word by word, and finally locked his eyes on the few sentences at the end of the letter, unable to move his eyes away.

"Do you still remember the games you played when you were young? Adopt a child and teach him in the future. Don't forget to bring your boyfriend to my grave and let me meet too."

He stood silently for two seconds, then suddenly rushed into the bedroom and began to rummage through the cabinets. The flying dust choked his throat and coughed until he finally found a bottle of iodine tincture not expired in the medicine box in the corner.

He spread out the letter paper, poured iodine into a small watering can, and sprayed wildly on the letter.

Writing with a brush dipped in rice soup and spraying it with iodine to develop it was a game his father often played with him when he was a child.

Gradually, the purple handwriting appeared in the gap between the lines.

A few words hit his chest like a cannonball, blowing him bloody and painful.

"It's not my father's fault. You got involved in pornography, gambling and drugs. It's the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life. But your mother has already passed away. Even if I have no conscience, I can't watch you go to jail again! They spy on me, threaten me with you, and threaten me to hand over the evidence. Xiao Chu, the way forward, whether you surrender yourself or just go on like this, is your own choice. But you need to know the truth, your mother died of power , money, those ghosts who died outside the law, I shouldn’t blame you for this, but I can’t control it. Go check (2017) Zhuo Xing Zhong Zi No. 140! Go and see the right number on the balcony Under the second wooden floor, your mother is wronged!!!"

The final exclamation marks are bigger and more shocking, as if the author burned his soul and poured life into the pen tip, and with the determination of the soul, he fell into the endless abyss without hesitation.

Jiang Yuchu gripped the letter tightly and didn't slow down for a long time.

The gust of wind and torrential rain set off turbulent waves in my heart, leaving only broken walls and ruins all over the place.

He was in the ruins, and his heart was chilled by the downpour, and his thoughts were broken and his sanity could not return.

Mind buzzing, Jiang Yuchu almost rushed to the balcony, pried open the floor anxiously, and took out the memory card and photos underneath with shaking hands.

It was a photograph that had been torn apart and then glued together with scotch tape.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and he flipped through the photos, feeling as if someone had hit his chest hard, and he was immediately out of breath.

In the photo, he was trading something with someone else.

The distance is very far, and the picture is not clear.

He knew the man in the picture, the man who had first unmasked him during his last spy, the man who had first shot him.

He suddenly gasped for breath, but he gasped so hard that he lost everything in his mind.

He took out the letter again, and he broke apart a hundred or so words, crushed them, chewed them carefully, "it's the son's fault for not teaching his father", "he died unjustly", each word kept magnifying in front of his eyes, impacting one after another Retina, knocking on the skull, a heavy stone weighed heavily on the heart, as if to grind the internal organs into bloody mud before giving up.

Jiang Yuchu knelt down and hit the ground with a thud.

He has been good at learning since childhood, and has never disobeyed his parents in anything except coming out of the closet. Did his father think he was involved in drug smuggling until his death?Do you think that you didn't teach your son well until you died, and you left this world with regret and unwillingness?

He suddenly clenched his fists and beat his chest several times, the veins on his forehead throbbed, his eyes were dry, and the pain was severe, but he didn't shed a tear.

calm down.

deal with...

Deal with the problem first.

He shook his hands and inserted the memory card into the phone. Inside was a black-and-white surveillance camera. The shooting angle was very familiar, and the scene inside the house was also familiar. He suddenly remembered that this was the surveillance that was installed when his family tried to raise a cat for the first time.

The cat was given away after two days because he was allergic, but the surveillance system was not removed, so it was used to prevent thieves.

Someone sneaked into his house, bumped into his mother who was returning home while rummaging through boxes and cabinets, the two had an argument and moved their hands, the mother panicked, was pulled by her hair and hit the ground heavily, twitched and twitched twice. The man panicked and jumped out from the third floor through the window. Jiang Yuchu looked at the black screen of the mobile phone and realized that the video ended here.

A cold air hit from the soles of his feet, and he felt cold all over.

That person, he knows.

The author has something to say: I listened to a song today, which is "Breakdown" by Yinque Shi. I have never heard it before. As soon as the climax came out, I was confused when I saw the lyrics, and I felt... ... This is Xiaojiang's true inner world.