After marrying evil, I can't leave

This morning, Zhou Wu lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, feeling as cold as winter, just like it has always been.

He's used to it.

The heavy snow is almost closing the road. Early in the morning, various news stations broadcast news about the road conditions.

The scenery outside the window is frozen for thousands of miles. The city has never been so covered in silver. There is a strip of snow on the iron bars of the anti-theft windows, which can fall with a light sweep.

The gaps in the windows are not tight enough, and you can hear the "whoosh" sound of the wind drilling in.

What day is it today.

Sunday.

Zhou Wu looked at the slit that wasn't covered tightly by the curtain, and couldn't remember, what did he do yesterday?

He slowly sat up from the bed, his eyes were dull, he touched his phone, and murmured to himself: "Remember to have breakfast."

Holding cereal and yogurt, he walked from the kitchen to the living room like a ghost.

What should we do at this point in time?

He turned on the TV, sat down slowly, and changed channels dully.

"Some time ago, the newly excavated tomb aroused the curiosity of many viewers on our station. Let me talk more about the history of Dayu."

"But basically the official history, everyone can find it in books."

"We are here today as an entertainment topic, and we will talk about the unofficial history that the students have always been curious about."

"The royal city has a ridiculous history, and Dayu is no exception."

"We also said before that we have seen many strange utensils from other royal tombs unearthed in Dayu."

"It's not easy to say this kind of thing in the open, but some experts believe that Dayu is more masculine."

"The rumor of the male queen is not groundless."

"Emperor Yu Cheng has a male queen, there is some evidence, but in the eyes of historians, these are some improper evidence."

"The most shocking thing is that Emperor Yu Cheng's mother, that is, the queen mother called her own nephew, as for what she did..."

"This nephew had a relationship with Princess An Yu again..."

Zhou Wu listened to the program on TV, looked down at the cereal and yogurt, he was thinking, when did he buy these?

"There is also a paragraph about the relationship between countries. During the heyday of Dayu, the neighboring country Anguo asked Dayu for a proton, and then this proton was passed down as a "sick beauty"."

"Why Sick Beauty?"

"A proton is usually a man, but this one's appearance has broken the boundaries of gender."

"It is said that when we arrived at the main capital of Dayu, the common people heard the news and came to meet them on the street. When they saw this young man sitting in the car, they couldn't help but exclaim."

"To use the current popular words, it means that men and women take all."

"This one is not ordinary. They say that a beauty is a disaster. In the unofficial history, this young master can be called a troublesome beauty. I will stop here for today. See you in the next episode."

The show ended, Zhou Wu chewed the oatmeal in his mouth, did not change the channel, and ate all the yogurt and oatmeal in the bowl little by little, and then he slowly stood up to wash the dishes.

There is nothing in the refrigerator.

That's right, I don't know how to cook, so I order takeaway.

At the end of January, when the Spring Festival was approaching, the strange talk program team went back on the road, and it was another heavy snow day. Everyone put on heavy down jackets, and they looked as bulky as a group of grizzly bears, white bears, black bears, and Malaysian bears.

Zhou Wu always felt that there was a tall and thin figure in a thin coat in his mind.

Maybe it's a TV show character, he just thinks that he should be very cold.

The accumulated snow in front of Taili Gate had just been shoveled, and everyone rubbed their hands and waited for Huyu to drive.

Zhou Wu came late, and in the cold wind, cracks appeared on his lower lip, and blood oozes out just as he opened his mouth to speak. He didn't notice it at all, and took a bite of the bun, and a trace of blood red appeared on the white bun skin.

Ding Cheng frowned: "Didn't you tell me to go to a Chinese medicine doctor to prescribe medicine? Why is your face still so pale?"

Zhou Wu muffled his throat: "The medicine is too bitter."

"There is no medicine that is not bitter."

Zhou Wu nodded aggrievedly.

In just half a month, the young man who had just had a tinge of blood these days suddenly became thinner.

The smooth black hair seems to have lost its luster, scattered messily on the forehead.The rosy cheeks became pale and transparent, and through the skin of the side neck, it seemed that the superior jugular vein could be seen, and the blue color coiled around his immature neck was particularly eye-catching.

His dark eyes were slightly sunken into his sockets, his lips were chapped, his thin body trembled uncontrollably in the severe winter wind, and his exposed wrists and palms almost merged with the white snow on the ground.

He followed silently at the end of the line, sat in the last row, and showed a professional smile when he was on camera.

He had an illusion, as if the other party's vitality had been drawn away, and he was so numb that he was almost walking dead.

Wu Yao was the first to ask, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhou Wu: "What's wrong?"

He shook his head: "It's just that I can't sleep well."

I remember that in the exterior scene that day, Zhou Wu said his lines wrong five times, smiling and laughing, but sometimes it was uglier than crying.Followed the team to the end, suddenly fell behind, and it took a while to see him running up from the end.

He Hai stopped, called Zhou Wu aside alone, and asked him if he was not in a good condition.

Zhou Wu opened his dark eyes, shook his head, his eyes turned blue, and said, "Sorry, I've been having insomnia lately."

I don't know when it started, falling asleep and waking up again, I can sleep about three or four hours a night intermittently, but these three or four hours are not effective sleep.

always dreaming.

Intermittent, passionate, sad dreams.

When he woke up, he couldn't remember what kind of dream it was.

But the fiery emotions in the dream were conveyed, making his face always full of tears every time he woke up.

He Hai sighed and patted him on the shoulder: "Why don't you go see a doctor."

Zhou Wu: "Wait until the work is over."

The city is fast-paced and busy, and Zhou Wu, who is juggling two programs, has no time to recuperate his body. After the first program of the Spring Festival ended, when he walked down the stage due to acute hypoglycemia, his eyes became blurred and his world was spinning. .

I was hurriedly sent to the hospital, hung up the water, and woke up. The doctor who worked overtime during the Spring Festival gave the answer, stress, overwork, lack of sleep, and uneven nutrition.

Soon, the doctor prescribed medicine, and also gave a treatment plan, diet, and supplementation with medicine.

The pressure can only be resolved by yourself, if necessary, you can go to the psychology department.

Zhou Wu shook his head. There was still a decoction at home. He showed the doctor the prescription, which was suitable for his symptoms and he could continue to take it.

After leaving the hospital, huddled in a scarf, Zhou Wu slowly went against the flow of people to the nearest subway station.

In the crowded subway station, pedestrians hurriedly walked, because they were absent-minded, they were bumped twice, and they took the elevator to go down, and there was a "queue" in front of them queuing up to pass the security check.

He forgot that there is also a bus station here. It should be the time when the flow of people is the most, and many people have already entered the Spring Festival holiday.

Zhou Wu raised his head and slowly followed the flow of people. He saw a figure standing out from the crowd in a trance. He couldn't help looking over it. When the man turned around, the fog in front of Zhou Wu instantly dissipated.

He was in a daze.

After resting at home for a day, Zhou Wu went to work on time the next day and devoted himself to work.

Once immersed in mechanical action, time will be like snowflakes falling on the air conditioner, fleeting.

After the Spring Festival program ended, I took a shower at home, changed into pajamas and sat in front of the TV. It was already New Year's Eve, and the countdown to the gala was about to begin.

The scene was booming, and the hosts in red and festive costumes were all smiling.

“10、9、8……3、2、1！”

Compared with other companies, Taili's holiday benefits are quite generous, with a total of 11 days for the Spring Festival holiday.

Zhou Wu didn't go back to his hometown, and his younger brother could only meet after the year because of some things in his girlfriend's family. They chatted in the video for a while and said goodbye. Before turning off the video, Zhou Wu heard the voice of his girlfriend's parents calling for dinner.

The aunt next door passed away, and the children did not spend the Chinese New Year here, but took the remaining old man back to their hometown.

Wu Yao was caught by his mother and went to Sanya for vacation, leaving him the ps5.

At that time Wu Yao said: "Why don't you go with me?"

Zhou Wu refused, he wanted to go, but the wallet didn't allow it.

During the Chinese New Year, it is not convenient to order takeout. Zhou Wu looked out the window, and the city full of people seemed to turn into an empty city overnight.

During the Spring Festival without the sound of firecrackers, he was so lonely that he could hear his own heartbeat. He fell on the sofa, looked at the lampshade on the ceiling, and listened to the sound of the TV conversation in his ears. Suddenly, his stomach growled.

He laughed, got up, walked to the sink, and glanced at himself in the mirror.

His cheeks were sunken, the faint dark circles under his eyes made him look like he had painted smoky makeup, his hair was long, and his eyes were a little pierced. He slowly picked up the lip balm and slowly applied it on his chapped lips.

There was no quick-frozen food in stock in the refrigerator, so Zhou Wu had no choice but to pack himself tightly, took his wallet and walked out.

At the bus stop that was crowded with people, there were only three or two sporadic figures left at this moment. With the departure of a bus, he was the only one left.

This winter, a city that never snowed has ushered in a different kind of heavy snow. The weather forecast has issued an early warning, and there will be heavy snow in the next few days.

The weather was gloomy, and during the 5 minutes of waiting for the car, it snowed again. The hot air he exhaled slowly rose and disappeared in the cold air.

After getting into the car, it was a little warmer, Zhou Wu found a back seat and sat alone.

There were only three or four people in the car. At the second stop, there was an extra passenger beside Zhou Wu.

"Hello."

Zhou Wu was a little surprised, but also nodded: "Hello."

The passenger showed his small canine teeth and smiled at him: "Long time no see."

Zhou Wu turned his head to look at him, with a straight face, but he never knew him: "Do I know you?"

The man shook his head, showing a look of nostalgia: "Come to say goodbye to you."

"what?"

"It's nothing."

Zhou Wu felt strange in his heart, did he meet some strange person.

The bus announced the stop, and the person beside him got up: "Goodbye."

Zhou Wu responded politely: "Goodbye."

The man got out of the car and the car drove away. Zhou Wu suddenly felt a strange feeling that forced him to look back. There was no one on the empty sidewalk outside the car window.

A feeling of uneasiness rose in my heart, but I couldn't feel the trace.

Zhou Wu got off the car at the next stop, and the freezer in the supermarket was well stocked, probably for people like them.

Sweeping goods, fresh shrimp dumplings, pickled cabbage fish dumplings, corn pork dumplings, half a roast duck.

The doctor said that he wanted to buy some fruits, so Zhou Wu walked to the fruit area.

In the bright and spacious supermarket, there are few people at this time. They should all be waiting for the reunion dinner at home, and there are fewer types of fresh fruits. Zhou Wu slowly chooses from the shelves.

Suddenly, a line of words appeared in my mind: don't eat mangoes, don't eat kiwis.

In the empty shelf area, Zhou Wu stopped in his tracks, his eyes were a little blurry, and a strange emotion surged up, causing him to squat down slowly while clutching his stomach.

what happened.

Want to see a psychiatrist?

Zhou Wu looked at the ground, wiping away the inexplicably shed tears.

"Are you all right?"

Zhou Wu woke up suddenly: "It's okay, a little hypoglycemia."

Looking up, a little brother who was tidying up the shelves looked at him with concern. Seeing Zhou Wu raised his head, he blinked and froze for a moment. He took out something in his pocket and took out a candy: "Eat a candy!" pieces."

Zhou Wu said thank you, slowly peeled off the candy wrapper, lowered his head, and saw a milky white nougat.

Another note was stuffed into the palm of his hand, and he opened it up to see that it was a line of mobile phone numbers, with a smiling face drawn on the back.

The man gave him his mobile phone number...?

Zhou Wu crumpled the note into a ball, put it in his pocket, and threw it away when he went out.

After shopping, Zhou Wu slowly returned home with a big bag of things. His palms were red, but he was numb from the cold and didn't feel it. He just glanced at it and didn't care.

The phone on his waist vibrated suddenly, making his soft flesh numb, and he couldn't help shaking.

Pull out the phone with his knuckles, it's Wu Yao's call.

Wu Yao's voice was very loud, coming from the other end of the phone, giving Zhou Wu the feeling of being alive for a moment.

Wu Yao: "Zhou Wu, let me tell you one thing, don't be afraid."

"What?" Zhou Wu finally opened his mouth to speak. He reached out and slowly opened the kettle, wanting to make a cup of tea. He felt numb from the cold, and his hands were not his own.

"Do you still remember the few days when we went to the mountains?" The sound of waves came from Wu Yao's side, giving Zhou Wu the illusion of sinking into the joy of nature for a moment.

Zhou Wu slowly entered the living room and sat down, vaguely saying: "Um..."

"Wo Cao, Wo Cao, let me tell you, there is a strange photo on my phone." Wu Yao lowered his voice.

"What picture."

Wu Yao: "I sent it to you on SNS, don't be scared."

"Ok?"

Zhou Wu did not hang up the phone, clicked on SNS, and clicked on Wu Yao's new message.

A photo appeared in front of his eyes, and the moment he saw it, Zhou Wu's pupils trembled.

The TV was on, and there were the joyful sounds of various party hosts inside, and the snowflakes outside the window rustled on the glass of the window.

The eyes seemed to become blurred, and under the warm yellow light, the vision was distorted.

In the frozen photo, his chin was clasped by his slender knuckles, and he was almost wrapped in his arms, while the person who took the picture around him...beautiful and pale.

He looked at the sight of the camera, like the mist floating on the water surface, I don't know if it is warm or cold.

His fingertips were trembling, and Zhou Wu felt his whole body start to tingle uncontrollably.

Wu Yao: "Did you see it? Do you know this person?"

"Wo Cao, it's too scary, that village is evil."

"Are you still listening?"

"By the way, do you still remember the master we met in the hot spring together on New Year's Day? I remember he left you a business card. If you feel something is wrong, you might as well ask him..."

"Zhou Wu, are you still listening?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Wu's voice was muffled, and Wu Yao frowned.

Wu Yao: "Do you know the person in the photo?"

There was no sound from the opposite side for a while, Wu Yao thought that Zhou Wu had hung up, and wanted to leave the microphone to look at the screen, but heard a voice from there.

The voice was very soft and slow, as if it would dissipate with one breath.

He said, "I don't know."