After divorcing the male god

I always thought that my life would be better without Duan Jingsheng.

But before I learned the truth from Zhao Chuan's mouth, this was not the case. I thought that if I liked someone, I would not leave him, and I would not think that one day we would meet strangers.

In fact, right now, I am trying to figure it out all the time, to kill Duan Jingsheng.

Don't get me wrong, it's not for revenge, but because I feel threatened from him.

That kind of threat to life.

Sometimes, I would still dream of the moment when I found Cats hidden in my body, as if the end of 2012 predicted by the Mayans was long overdue and finally came to me, I couldn’t even struggle and felt suffocated.

If Duan Jingsheng spends three years killing my liking, then Cats is the last straw that will overwhelm everything.

To put it in a very exaggerated way, in my heart, Duan Jingsheng is already dead.

But this dead man is still a threat to my survival, so I want to kill him, peel off his skin and throw it in front of Qi Qing's tomb, roast the remaining flesh and blood into coke, buy ten ferocious big wolf dogs, and let them eat him .

Duan Jingsheng aroused the darkness that had been hidden in my heart for many years.

In the morning, when the first ray of morning light swayed into the room, I woke up.Duan Jingsheng was still asleep, he kept hugging me, he said Lin Duan many times, don't leave me, I felt extremely tired and irritable.

The scalpel has always been hidden in the interlayer of the bedside table. I hold the knife familiarly. My slight myopia does not prevent me from identifying his capillaries and carotid arteries at close range.

so easy.

It was too easy to kill him when he was unprepared.

I have killed people before, and I am no longer afraid. After the first time, there will be a second time. What a pity, maybe I am no longer suitable to be a respectful and law-abiding policeman.

I'm just an ordinary person. When faced with threats to my life, I still feel frightened and sleepless at night.

One day, Duan Jingsheng joked that he really wanted to lock all the doors and windows of this villa so that I would never be able to leave his private domain. The smile on his face was very dazzling. A fruit knife. In short, the smile on Duan Jingsheng's face faded instantly, and he shouted, "Lin Duan!"

The point of the knife was only a little, a little bit away from being inserted into his eyeball.

I can cripple him and fly away.

Since then, my life has been really, completely, ruined.

Duan Jingsheng tightly pinched my wrist, he was so stubborn that I would not pierce his eyes, he stared at me in horror and pain.

There was a long stalemate.

"Sorry." I threw the fruit knife away.

After that day, I never saw blades of that sort anywhere in the house.

Duan Jingsheng said to me very solemnly: "Lin Duan, you need a psychiatrist."

"No need." I declined.

If the psychiatrist and Duan Jingsheng were in the same group, if he hypnotized me and pulled out all my invisible evil intentions from my mouth, he would definitely tell Duan Jingsheng, and then Duan Jingsheng would tear up the current peace, he would definitely——I Very sure - kill me again.

It is impossible for me to give him such a chance.

It's always been clear to me that I'm a little -- just a little -- neurotic.

Don't openly encourage me to live a good life, pour me those boring chicken soup, and swear by my IQ that I can enter the Mensa club, my current life is a mess and illusion, Duan Jingsheng destroyed my world, those ruins are not A few words of comfort can rebuild.

Didn't Alan Turing swallow his red apple know that it's terrible to die?

No, just survival, embarrassing.He didn't have Christopher, even if he made a machine named after him.

All good things are illusions, how can I... survive?

That day I sat cross-legged on the sofa thinking about life. Allah ate up his dog food and circled around me to show that he was hungry. I took out the dog food from the refrigerator and filled his dog bowl.

Allah wagged her tail in thanks and went to eat her dog food.

My teacher once told me that all the troubles in this world are caused by not reading enough books.

So I locked myself in the study room of the villa, read a lot of books, and browsed through them at a glance. I didn't care what they said and what kind of content they were. I just needed a way to make myself less troubled. That's all.

I used to like Yeats's "When You Are Old" very much, but now I am extremely disgusted with myself who is chasing delusion and growing old with Duan Jingsheng.

Duan Jingsheng came back, and I heard the sound of the door opening.

"Lin Duan, you have to go back to work after the National Day." He said, taking off his coat and hanging it on the coat rack.

I walked out of the study, stared at him, and nodded.

"hungry?"

I shook my head, and he said like a dog wagging its head, "Come here."

Ala rushed towards Duan Jingsheng cheerfully, I thought for a long time, then stepped to his side, he asked in a low voice, "Did you take a shower?"

I nodded, and Duan Jingsheng took me to bed.

On the second day of National Day, I happened to be on duty.

Duan Jingsheng didn't come to pick me up as usual, I rode my bicycle back to the villa, and when I passed Starbucks, I saw him and a woman.

They laughed happily.

In the early morning of the next day, I finally mustered up the courage, and with great anger, I cut his arm.

After that, Duan Jingsheng finally hid my only remaining murder weapon - the scalpel - away.

Later, he took me to many places, both at home and abroad, in Geneva, basking in the rare sun in London, went to Antarctica to see penguins, and went to the Sahara desert. Duan Jingsheng said that Sanmao’s Jose left early Go, leave her alone, he said he would never leave me.

I think there is a problem with this sentence.

First of all, I don't want him at all.

However, I will not throw him to others, otherwise how can I be worthy of my three years of torture.

I might, need to see a psychiatrist.

It's just depression. Everyone has a little mental illness. After all, modern society is complicated and complicated. People come and go in a hurry, so it is inevitable to be anxious or something.

Dad woke up, and he was with Aunt Wang again.

I have nothing to worry about in this world.

That day, Dad said, "Goofy, why don't you smile now? You're so gloomy, and you always have a dead face." I shook my head and didn't say anything.Maybe Lao Lin realized something, stared at me for a long time, and sighed aloud: "If you are not happy, just walk around, Dad is just a son like you, think about your mother, think about me, you live an honest life for me. "

I got some prescription medicine, extracted some high-dose ingredient, and made soup for Duan Jingsheng.

He was so moved that he drank the soup bowl in one gulp.

It won't kill people, it's just addictive.

Duan Jingsheng couldn't go to work anymore, he kept this from everyone, even his parents didn't know, he locked himself in the bedroom, and I happily threw him the thermos bottle filled with that kind of soup across the balcony.

Duan Jingsheng was like a very hungry wolf, uncorked the bottle and poured it down, the juice soaked his clothes, he was very embarrassed.

I looked at him, slightly parting the corners of my lips.

He doesn't touch me anymore.

When he was addicted, Duan Jingsheng smashed his head against the wall. I slept in the guest room downstairs, and I heard him roaring, like a beast that fell into a cage and was slapped by a barb, hoarse.

I was shaking.

Duan Jingsheng bled a lot. In order to control himself and keep his consciousness clear, he cut his skin with the shards of the thermos liner.

I opened the door and he was lying on the carpet dying, he seemed to be asleep, it seemed like he wasn't.

He opened his eyes slightly: "Lin Duan..."

Enough playing, I thought.

I took out my mobile phone and called 120. Duan Jingsheng rushed up and surprised me. He knocked over my mobile phone and shouted sharply: "Okay, don't tell me!"

There is a whole set of equipment for making that thing hidden in the villa, and the city bureau must not let it know that they are upright, selfless, just and bright forensic doctors, and they are only a few millimeters away from committing crimes.Duan Jingsheng pressed my arm, panted and asked, "Have you had enough trouble?"

I nodded.

Once Duan Jingsheng became addicted, he would carry me and throw him into the big bed in the master bedroom, and lock the door.

I woke up in a daze, Duan Jingsheng hugged me and lay in the bathtub, he looked at the bruises on my body, and asked while crying, "Can the two of us live well?"

"I don't deserve to be a policeman." I said, "I broke the law, Duan Jingsheng."

"Bah," he said, "you're one of the most righteous people I've ever met."

"Who else?"

"your mom."

"Oh..." I raised my hand to wipe the tears on his face.

A little bit, just a little bit, tired.

"Forget it." I curled into his arms.

Forget it.

It is impossible for me not to hate this man, to the point of death.

but--

It is impossible for me not to like this man until I die.

Lin Duan, you stupid idiot, you are going to be entangled with another idiot for the rest of your life.