What if the object of the gift is a paranoid?

Zhang Jinlin didn't like the smell of the hospital, but his brother insisted on sending him here, so he had no choice but to compromise.

When he came out of the bandage, he saw his brother lying on the lawn of the hospital, as if he was looking for something.

"Did you lose something?" He looked down at Zhang Jincheng and asked calmly with no expression on his face.

Zhang Jincheng shook his head, and pulled the lush Sijiqing in the flower garden with one hand, "I saw a stray cat, and I was a little curious."

Zhang Jinlin didn't say anything, but stretched out his hand to help him push away the dense Sijiqing plant.

"Found it!" Zhang Jincheng shouted in surprise, a dirty, black-haired, skinny stray cat huddled in the grass.

It's hard to imagine how many days it had been starved before it turned into this skinny appearance, with every rib clearly highlighted.

"Meow, meow." He tentatively stretched out his hand towards the kitten.

Zhang Jinlin frowned slightly, "Go back, don't do unnecessary things, father will not allow you to raise it."

Zhang Jincheng is always like this, squandering his kindness recklessly, as if he is willing to give all his kindness to others, to give people warmth, but he has no ability to protect this warmth, and the result is only to give people hope, but this hope is in vain It's just...it's the same for myself...

"Meow—" The kitten in the corner was extremely vigilant, when Zhang Jincheng's hand approached, it suddenly stretched out its paw and scratched him, and then ran away.

Zhang Jinlin's expression turned cold in an instant, and the two returned to the hospital and gave Zhang Jincheng a tetanus shot.

The next day, Zhang Jincheng saw the stray cat who scratched him yesterday at the door of his house. It was already dead. It was crushed by a wheel or something. Its head and body had been separated, and its intestines and body were flattened. , the blood has also coagulated.

Zhang Jincheng immediately covered his mouth and ran into the bathroom to vomit. The impact of that scene was too strong for him to ignore.

Zhang Jinlin, who was doing homework in the basement, heard the movement above, but didn't do anything. Instead, he glanced at the blood-stained rope and continued to do his homework...

The cat was strangled to death, then thrown to the place with the most traffic on the road, and was crushed for a day and a night before it was brought back.

Standing at the stairs, Zhang Jinlin vividly remembered the scene when he was lying on the table and took off his shirt, and was mercilessly beaten by his father with a ruler.

He closed his eyes, and the sound of the whipping seems to be still echoing in his ears, waking him up every time in his nightmare.

"What are you thinking?" A clear voice sounded from behind, Zhang Jinlin subconsciously turned his head and looked back defensively, and found that it was his brother, he couldn't help letting go of his guard.

"It's nothing." Zhang Jinlin showed a normal expression to numb the opponent's nerves.

"Aunt Liu is not here, what should we have for dinner tonight?" Zhang Jincheng pretended to be in trouble, but in fact he just wanted to chat with his brother who hadn't seen him for a long time on more familiar topics, so as not to embarrass him.

Since his younger brother went abroad, they haven't seen each other very often, and they haven't even made a few phone calls. He doesn't know whether this cold younger brother recognizes him as an older brother.

I didn't expect him to come back so suddenly, but it's good to be willing to come back, at least he will go home.

Zhang Jinlin said lightly, "Cook the noodles, I'll cook."

"it is good."

Zhang Jincheng gave up the position of the chef to his younger brother, and he helped him by the side, washing the onion, passing the garlic and so on.

The oil was gurgling in the pot, Zhang Jinlin's spices were heavily applied, and the aroma was rising from the smoke. After tossing for about half an hour, the noodles were cooked, but this time he only cooked a large bowl.

When Zhang Jincheng saw that he only brought out a bowl of noodles, he couldn't help laughing, as if his younger brother still remembered that.

However, both of them tacitly picked up the chopsticks and ate the noodles from the same bowl. After a while, they found the same noodle again.

Without Zhang Jincheng's reminder, Zhang Jinlin took the initiative to get closer, getting closer and closer, and when he almost kissed Zhang Jincheng, the other party immediately backed out, blushing, "I'm really afraid of you! It's so despicable."

Zhang Jinlin put the rest of the noodles into his mouth and ate them with relish, as if this noodle was a hundred times more delicious than other noodles. I don't know if it was because he thought the ones he snatched were the best.

At this moment, Zhou Suyi is shooting an outdoor scene in Hainan Island. He is wearing a short-sleeved shirt without buttons, the clothes are wide open, revealing lean muscles, and a pair of colorful beach shorts.

He was lying on a beach chair, under the shade of a sun umbrella above his head, and a fan was blowing beside him.

He was wearing sunglasses, resting his head on the back of his head with one hand, and swiping his phone with the other, as if checking Weibo.

On the table next to it was an open coconut with a straw inserted.

Xiaoji crouched next to the fan and was quite comfortable at first, but suddenly there was a loud clap, and Xiaoji turned her head to see that a female star was beating her assistant.

"Damn you! You bought me hot milk tea on such a hot day, do you want to scald me to death?" She has a hot body and a savage personality. She has such a beautiful face, but her heart is so vicious .

She pulled the corners of her mouth into a sneer, opened the lid of the milk tea, poured the milk tea directly on her assistant's head, and laughed wantonly while holding on to her sunglasses.

The rest of the crowd was no stranger to this female star's behavior, their eyes were full of disgust, the female assistant couldn't bear the humiliation, she covered her mouth and ran away.

The female star stomped her feet angrily, "You still dare to run away! Come back to me! Believe it or not, I will deduct all your salary for this month!"

Xiaoji secretly clenched his fists, feeling as if he saw the bullied self. He raised his eyes to Zhou Suyi, hoping that he could do something, but unfortunately, Zhou Suyi turned a deaf ear to him and swiped his phone, as if nothing had happened own posture.

Xiaoji was a little disappointed, but he kept comforting himself that the female star was going to cooperate with Brother Yi later, maybe Brother Yi had his own standpoint, and it's not good to be stiff now.

After a while, when Xiaoji went to the bathroom, she heard a burst of sobbing. It was the female assistant just now. Her hair was wet, and it was obvious that she had just washed it.

When the female assistant found Xiaoji, she suppressed her crying, raised her sleeve and wiped her crying face, then bowed to Xiaoji, "Sorry, I made you laugh."

Xiaoji was stunned, and quickly helped her up, "It's nothing, it's because she went too far, I can understand you very much."

The female assistant looked at Xiaoji suspiciously, "Does Mr. Zhou treat you like this?"

Xiaoji waved his hands in fright, "No, no, brother Yi is not that kind of person. Brother Yi is very good to me. He is an artist I used to work with. When they have a bad temper, they will take it out on me, which is much more than you ,

For example, let me stand in line for three hours to buy ice cream, but he didn’t eat it when he got it, and threw the ice cream directly into the trash can, told me to queue up to buy cold skin with sauce and vinegar, and put the cake all over my face on my birthday,

I was buried in the sand when the beach was shooting exterior scenes, and when the tide rose, the water waves covered my head. That time I almost suffocated, and there were many miserable experiences, followed by bad-tempered artists, that’s it of. "

He tried his best to describe his experience, trying to comfort her, the female assistant gradually stopped crying, "Thank you, I am much better."

"Actually, you don't have to do it with her. If you can't stand it, you can resign." Xiaoji wanted to persuade her to resign and find a decent job again, as if she was making up for her lack of courage to resign.

The female assistant shook her head, "I'm uneducated, and I'm not good-looking. I don't know what else I can do other than an assistant."

Why was I not like this at the beginning? Xiaoji saw her in a difficult situation and wanted to help her, but he didn't have the ability.

"It's okay, you can think about it slowly, this kind of thing can't be rushed." Xiaoji comforted again, and then left.

After Xiaoji walked away, the female assistant took out a recording pen from her arms, pressed the stop button, stuffed it back into her pocket, went to the mirror, and smoothed her wet hair.

This time, I was careless and ignored that if the cup is too hot, it will be hot. If that woman finds out, she will definitely not miss it again next time.

With a cold smile on the corner of the female assistant's mouth, she looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes became deeper...