People who love me are crazy

Zhuo Junyu refused to go to the hospital no matter what he said, Qiao Mai tried his best, but he, who has always been very obedient, showed his persistence in this matter.

"I'm fine, I'll be fine soon."

In fact, Zhuo Junyu really got better soon. After all, he is a sports student, and he is strong. His body's self-repair ability is very strong. After Qiao Mai took care of him at home for two or three days, he was almost completely healed.

On Saturday, Zhuo Junyu was fine. As for why he suddenly had a headache, Qiao Mai still didn't understand, and the other party refused to tell him the reason.

Qiao Mai never felt that everything must be transparent between lovers, but he still refused to tell himself the reason for this kind of thing, and he felt a little dissatisfied.He didn't want to question the other party, inquire about the other party's life, he just wanted to know why this happened to the other party, he was just caring about the other party.

But Zhuo Junyu refused to reveal it, so he had no choice but to give up.

"What do you want for lunch?" Qiao Mai washed his hands, poured a glass of water for the two of them, and sat down on the sofa.

"You decide." Zhuo Junyu looked at him without blinking.

"Then let's go out to eat." Qiao Mai thought about it, it seemed that the two hadn't gone out to eat for a while, and they just took advantage of this time to go on a date.

Zhuo Junyu nodded, the smile on his face became brighter, revealing the dimples on his cheeks.

Qiao Mai turned around and changed his clothes, and put a scarf on himself. His eyes swept over the shoulder bag on the side, thinking of the electric baton inside, a doubt appeared in his heart, and it quickly disappeared.

If you eat with Junyu, you shouldn't need to bring this.

After hesitating for a moment, Qiao Mai still decided to go out to eat with Zhuo Junyu in a light suit. He carefully looked at his appearance in front of the mirror, trying to ensure that nothing would go wrong. Suddenly, a figure flashed by in the mirror. It made him break out in a cold sweat instantly.

Before he had time to think about it, Qiao Mai turned his head and wanted to catch the figure, but when he turned his head, he saw Zhuo Junyu standing quietly at the door of the bedroom, half leaning against the door frame, looking at him silently.

"You startled me." Qiao Mai heaved a sigh of relief and complained, "What are you doing standing there?"

Zhuo Junyu looked at him and smiled: "I want to look at you."

The lover's dependence made Qiao Mai's brows and eyes stretch. He went over and touched Zhuo Junyu's face: "Okay, let's go out."

They haven't gone out together like this for a long time. During this period of time, Qiao Mai found that he seemed to have really neglected the other party. He was busy with work and did not take into account Zhuo Junyu's feelings. The other party was always so silent. Not to mention, in fact, I also hope that I can spend more time with him.

It seems that in the future, we still need to spare some time to accompany Zhuo Junyu.

Zhuo Junyu held Qiao Mai's hand and stuffed it into his pocket. The two walked along the road for a while, talking, and finally their faces were flushed from the cold, and then they turned and went into the hot pot restaurant beside him. .

It was very warm inside, and white mist rolled up, disturbing Qiao Mai's sight. The diners were very quiet, and the sound of the hot pot rolling could be clearly heard.

Hot pot in winter.

Zhuo Junyu and Zhuo Junyu chose their favorite dishes, and waited for the waiter to add the soup base before slowly throwing in the vegetable meat rolls little by little.

"Your shrimp dumplings should be cooked." Looking at the food tumbling in the soup, Qiao Mai felt his appetite whetted. The smell of food lingered in his nose, and his stomach was already rumbling. He couldn't help but grab a piece of it. Mutton, stuffed into his mouth.

"It's so hot!" Qiao Mai quickly spat it out again, and blew several breaths on it vigorously before stuffing it back again.

Zhuo Junyu couldn't help laughing, Qiao Mai looked up at him, but felt that he couldn't really see his expression through the white mist that rolled up.

"Today Ruan Qing, the vice president of the famous Xingyu Co., Ltd. in our city, held a press conference to give a detailed explanation on the mental problems of the president Gu Yanxin. According to Ruan Qing, the vice president, Gu Yanxin died three years ago. There are signs of mental instability, but it is not very obvious, and the group's senior management deliberately concealed it, so no one outside knows. But a few days ago, Gu Yanxin had an obvious attack intention in the Xingyu Group's internal office, and soon thereafter With the assistance of the police, he was sent to the hospital for a series of examinations. According to Ruan Qing, the results were not satisfactory. Gu Yanxin was diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder, highly aggressive and impulsive, and accompanied by He has auditory hallucinations and a slight split personality, and is currently unable to take over the internal affairs of the group, but it is still possible to recover under the control and treatment of drugs. The specific results will depend on the follow-up reports sent back from the scene."

The local channel was playing on the TV in the hot pot restaurant, and it was talking about the incident that Gu Yanxin suspected of going crazy before. He thought that the other party kept saying that he was not crazy, maybe it was the same as a drunk person saying that he was not drunk , Crazy people think they are not crazy.

"What are you looking at?" Zhuo Junyu asked him.

Qiao Mai was still watching the TV, and Gu Yanxin's figure in the hospital flashed across the screen, still wearing that black suit, with an indifferent expression that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The camera only lasted about a second, Gu Yanxin's figure disappeared in a flash, and the camera refocused on Ruan Qing's face, Qiao Mai lost interest and looked away: "The TV is talking about our company's thing."

"Will it affect your work?" Zhuo Junyu asked.

Qiao Mai thought for a while: "Probably not, the finance department is not easy to play tricks, besides... it seems that they are all from Mr. Ruan..."

Thinking about it this way, it is indeed true. Either the finance department is not some old people who have worked for a long time and has won the trust of the board of directors, or some young people who have been handpicked by Ruan Qing. It seems that there are only a few who have not shown a clear line. Among them is myself.

"It's okay, it's not important." Qiao Mai smiled, took another piece of shrimp slip from the soup, blew it and threw it into his mouth, "I've only been working for half a month, what do you know, he can't fire me .”

Zhuo Junyu hummed and lowered his head to eat.

Qiao Mai's cell phone vibrated suddenly, and he took a look at it, the screen was on, showing a message from the senior.

Ding Qiurong: Are you there?

Qiao Mai: Yes, what's wrong with Qiu Rong?

Ding Qiurong: Where are you?

Qiao Mai: eating

Ding Qiurong: Alone?

Qiao Mai: And Junyu

Ding Qiurong: Oh, call me after you finish eating

Qiao Mai: Is there something wrong?

Ding Qiurong: I received a threatening letter from that pervert.

Qiao Mai's hand trembled, the chopsticks slipped from between his fingers, and fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

"What's wrong?" Zhuo Junyu was stunned for a moment, and reached out to replace Qiao Mai with a new pair of chopsticks.

Qiao Mai's hands trembled, he didn't bother to answer Zhuo Junyu's words, and directly called back the phone.

"Where are you?"

Ding Qiurong hesitated for a moment: "Otherwise, you can talk about it after dinner."

"No need." Qiao Mai's attitude was very tough. He would know all the news about this pervert, even if it was a clue, without delay, "I'll go find you."

"Then let's go to the coffee shop last time." Ding Qiurong smiled, "You don't have to pay too much attention to it, it's actually fine."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Mai was about to leave when he remembered Zhuo Junyu who was having dinner with him: "Junyu..."

Qiao Mai looked a little embarrassed, he really wanted to have a quiet meal with Zhuo Junyu, but he couldn't wait to know the news about the pervert who had been following him.

"Where are you going?" Zhuo Junyu asked.

Qiao Mai explained the matter briefly.

Zhuo Junyu's eyes flickered: "I'll be with you."

As the saying goes, three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, and Zhuo Junyu may come up with a better solution if there are more Zhuo Junyu. and go.

When we arrived at the cafe, Ding Qiurong was already there.

When Ding Qiurong was stirring the coffee in front of him, he seemed a little uneasy, and his brows were slightly wrinkled together, as if he was in some distress.

"Qiu Rong." Qiao Mai greeted before approaching.

Ding Qiurong looked up and was obviously surprised to see Zhuo Junyu next to Qiao Mai, but he soon put on a smile and stood up: "Junyu is here too."

There was no smile on Zhuo Junyu's face, he just hummed coldly, his attitude was so cold that Ding Qiurong even showed a little embarrassment.

Qiao Mai was a little strange, the two had known each other before, and their attitude and way of getting along were not so indifferent, but soon, he put this issue behind him, because at this time there were more important issues to deal with. in front of him.

"Where's the threatening letter?"

Ding Qiurong took a deep breath, took out an envelope from his pocket, and pressed it on the table.

Qiao Mai reached out and took it.

It was a blank envelope with no addressee or sender on it, nor any words, it was clean.

"I found it at the door when I got up in the morning." Ding Qiurong explained.

Qiao Mai nodded and opened the envelope.

Before I could take out the paper inside, I saw two thin pieces of paper slipping out.

Ding Qiurong's photo was cut from the neck with scissors, as if his head had been beheaded.

Qiao Mai's face turned pale.

He collected himself, pulled out the folded paper inside the envelope, and slowly unfolded it.

On a piece of A4 white paper, there is only one line of words typed by a computer.

Friday, January 2016, 1 was cloudy and windless

leave him.

or die.