She flirts with the mistress every day

Yu Qiling didn't speak, her eyes followed the girl walking towards her weakly.

Cen Zixiao sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed, propped her hands on her knees, and asked with concern, "Sister-in-law, how do you feel? Is it hard?"

Yu Qiling's breathing was very weak, and there were faint blue veins on her slender neck, as if she could die with a pinch.

Cen Zixiao unconsciously felt a throbbing pain in his heart.

Yu Qiling showed no expression, her eyes were empty, as if she didn't hear what Cen Zixiao said, and after another ten seconds, she said, "I'm not your sister-in-law."

Her voice was very weak, her tone was faint, but it was clearly audible, as if she was very resistant to this title.

"Well, you are not my sister-in-law." Cen Zixiao obeyed her in everything, she did whatever she said, "My brother is not good enough for you."

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Yu Qiling's eyes, and then she lowered her eyes again, and her hair covered half of her profile.

The ward is dimly lit, giving people a lifeless atmosphere, lifeless.

Cen Zixiao looked at her and said nothing.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

She stood up suddenly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, held onto one side of the curtain, and with a "swish", a large swath of sunlight shone in.

The sun at eight o'clock was warm and did not bask in the sun. The originally lifeless ward had a kind of warmth that radiated from the heart.

Cen Zixiao sat back in her seat with a smile on her face.The sun shone on Yu Qiling's face, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the cute fluff was clearly seen.

There is more tenderness and vitality than before.

"Sister Yu, let's have some porridge." Cen Zixiao opened the pork liver porridge on the bedside table, took a spoonful, and fed it to her mouth.

Sister Yu.

Yu Qiling's heart trembled, and she raised her eyes to look at her, with faint doubts in her eyes, as if she was confirming whether this person was Cen Zixiao.

Obviously, yes.

"Sister Yu, this is pork liver porridge, which nourishes blood, eat some." Cen Zixiao's tone was very restrained, very soft, as if he was talking to a child of yours.

According to the system, depressed patients are very fragile and lack a sense of security, and an overly heavy tone can also make them fearful.

She raised her hand in the air for a long time, feeling a little sore, Yu Qiling still didn't open her mouth, or nodded her head.

Under the empty and emotionless appearance, Cen Zixiao couldn't tell what she was thinking.

"Don't you like eating this?"

Yu Qiling didn't answer her question, but suddenly said:

"who are you?"

Cen Zixiao's expression was slightly stiff, her eyelashes trembled, she withdrew her hand from feeding the porridge, and answered her with a smile:

"I'm Xiaoxiao."

In the original owner's memory, before Xu Jing appeared, Yu Qiling always called her this way, just like a sister calling her a younger sister, gentle and a little doting.

"Xiaoxiao..." Yu Qiling murmured softly, looked at her, with eyebrows and eyes slightly bent, and smiled ironically: "Don't you want me to die the most?"

Cen Zixiao was stunned, and couldn't help but recall what the original owner had done to her.

Three months ago, Yu Qiling carefully prepared the art exhibition for several months, but the day before the opening, she was suddenly notified that it could not be opened.

She didn't know what was going on at first, but later, seeing Xu Jingyao appearing majesticly in the exhibition hall where she was being cleaned up, with the original owner following behind, she understood everything.

The original owner said: "I really hope you die, so that my brother won't think about breaking up with his sister-in-law."

The sister-in-law she was talking about was Xu Jing. Of course, she didn't want Xu Jing to break up with Cen Ziang. The resources and contacts Xu Jing brought her could make her put down her moral dignity and become the most licking dog.

In the memory, Yu Qiling was holding her painting, leaning against the corner weakly, watching those people tear down her painting, her eyes were full of pain and helplessness.

That kind of misery, recalling it now, Cen Zixiao's heart was stabbed severely.

She wanted to speak up to defend herself, or to apologize, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them again.

From her Yu Qiling's perspective, because of Xu Jing, her few friends all alienate her, and everyone she can get in touch with wants her to die. Her life is a mess, these things accumulate little by little, and one day she sits After sitting in the studio all afternoon, she found that she couldn't draw anymore.

This world only hates her, this world does not need her, and the only thing that can support her to live has disappeared.

She used to force herself to draw, but when the brush stained with paint touched the paper, she would suddenly become very irritable, so irritable that she made a mess of the whole studio.

After time and space passed, she huddled in a corner alone and cried until her eyes were red and swollen.

Looking back, no matter how tired she was, she could only clean up the studio by herself, repeatedly, exhausted.

Cen Zixiao blinked her slightly sore eyes, looked down at the pork liver porridge in her hand, stirred it a few times, looked up at her again, and smiled: "Sister Yu, I don't want you to die."

"I want to accompany you."

The sun shines on her, and the words she speaks have the taste of sunshine, warm and soft.

As Yu Qiling listened, everything she felt when she was dying yesterday loomed in her mind.

Someone hugged her and kept telling her, don't die.That person's voice was the same as that of the person in front of him, but it was more urgent and tense than hers now.

There was a wave of turmoil in her heart, which was quickly smoothed away, Yu Qiling lowered her eyes: "Wouldn't you feel uncomfortable if you said something against your will?"

The tone was a little weak, the voice was very soft, and it was full of bitterness, "Xu Jing knew you said that, would she still film you?"

"Or, are you dissatisfied and want to continue to torment me so that I can't live or die?"

We must continue to suffer endless pain in the world with them.

For depression, sometimes being alive is already a torture.

This is a disease and needs to be cured.

Cen Zixiao couldn't refute Yu Qiling's words, couldn't defend herself, and knew that she couldn't convince her now.

No matter how much it is said, it is nonsense, and it can only be proved by actions that she exists in this world to heal her.

Without answering Yu Qiling's words, Cen Zixiao put the cold pork liver porridge aside, "This is cold, what would Sister Yu want to eat? I'll buy it for you."

Yu Qiling didn't speak.

She has no appetite.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Cen Zixiao naturally didn't force her to ask, so she put the pork liver porridge back on, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I remember what sister Yu likes to eat." Then he took out his mobile phone to look for takeaway.

In the memory of the original owner, the sister-in-law is a woman who likes to cook. She likes to drink porridge and eat noodles in the morning. In the memory, seafood porridge and seafood noodles appear frequently.

After ordering a seafood porridge with the highest rating, the doctor just walked in, checked Yu Qiling's body, and said that she would be discharged from the hospital in two days. Before leaving, the doctor hinted to Cen Zixiao to go out with her.

After closing the door, the doctor said solemnly, "It's come to this point, I suggest you wait until her physical condition improves, then transfer to the psychiatric hospital for treatment."

Cen Zixiao frowned and nodded.

The best way is the same, but she is afraid that Yu Qiling will not agree.

In the original story, the heroine has never been treated or taken medicine.It should be that she is very resistant to these things, or that she doesn't want to be treated at all.

Back in the ward again, Yu Qiling was still sitting there blankly, not knowing where she was looking, her mood was fairly stable, at least on the surface she didn't show any thoughts of suicide.

Cen Zixiao wanted to try to talk to her, and asked the system to play Yu Qiling's preferences, and suddenly caught a word "iris".

In her paintings, many of the protagonists are irises.

I don't know why, Cen Zixiao is particularly fond of this kind of flower.

Laughing suddenly, Cen Zixiao quickly swipe on the screen with her fingertips, and after a while, the operation is completed, and she continues to smile at Yu Qiling, smiling very silly.

Yu Qiling didn't know what Cen Zixiao was thinking or what she wanted to do, or rather, she didn't care anymore, and she didn't have the strength to care anymore.

What else?

Rescuing her is just to let her continue to suffer, not to let her be free.She had no room to resist whatever they wanted to do to her.

Ups and downs in the whirlpool of pain, she really wished she was drowned.

Xu Jing's ferocious face appeared in his mind, Yu Qiling's pale fingers tightly pinched the quilt covering her body, she really wanted to escape, wanted to escape...

She began to blame herself, why she was so weak, why she was so useless, why she was born to restrain her father and mother, and why she provoked Cen Ziang...

About half an hour later, the takeaway arrived, not only seafood porridge, but also a large bouquet of purple irises in the hands of the deliveryman.

"Thank you." Cen Zixiao took it with a smile, hoping that her favorite iris and seafood porridge could make her feel better.

Cen Zixiao put the porridge away first, Yu Qiling lowered her head and didn't look at her, a large purple area suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, with a faint aroma that she liked very much.

"Sister Yu, do you like it?" A girl's playful voice was next to my ear.

Only then did Yu Qiling slowly realize that it was already May, when irises were in bloom.

She liked it very much at first, and raised a lot at home, but all of them withered. Every time she looked at the balcony, she could see a row of withered green plants, which were lifeless in the sun, just like herself.

Back in time to the present, she didn't make any moves, and she didn't say whether she liked it or not, and the words were always in front of her without being taken away.

I couldn't help but look up at the girl. There was a slight smile on the girl's face, the dimples were very shallow, and the lying silkworm was very big, as if she was leaning against the sun, she carried light wherever she went.

Who would have thought that a girl who looked so pure and harmless lived in her body with an extremely dirty soul.

Yu Qiling turned her head away.

Cen Zixiao didn't force her, put the flowers on the bedside table, carefully opened the seafood porridge, blew on it, and the temperature was just right.

"Sister Yu, I remember that you like seafood porridge very much. You made it for me before. I ordered the one with the best rating. I don't know how the taste is, but it should not be as good as yours."

Cen Zixiao murmured, and fed the porridge to Yu Qiling's mouth.

She knew that Yu Qiling must have no appetite, but no matter what, she still wanted to eat a little, just one bite.

The faint aroma of seafood porridge came over her nostrils. It was true that Yu Qiling hadn't eaten for a long time, but she didn't feel hungry, nor did she have any appetite.

"Don't eat."

Cen Zixiao was not discouraged, nor did she force the porridge into her mouth, but acted coquettishly with a nasal voice: "Sister Yu, why don't you eat~"

"Just eat a little, okay?"

"Eat a little, it's delicious~"

"One bite, just one bite, okay?"

Yu Qiling just glanced at her, seemingly unmoved.

"........"

The coquettish voice stopped suddenly, Cen Zixiao put on a weird smile, leaned close to her, and said quietly: "Sister Yu, in fact, I have poisoned this porridge."

system:【.......】

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, Yu Qiling looked up at her.

Finally got some reaction.

Cen Zixiao was very relieved, and continued to use that tone: "Are you really not going to eat?"

Yu Qiling couldn't tell whether what Cen Zixiao said was true or not, looked at the porridge, and slowly raised her tightly bound right hand, trying to take the spoon.

Cen Zixiao knew that she was willing to eat it, and her distress was unavoidable. She was willing to eat the porridge only after she knew it was poisoned. How much did she resist living?

"Sister Yu's hand hurts, let me feed you."

The hand really hurts, and it hurts even to move the fingertips, Yu Qiling put down her hand, and slowly opened her mouth.

Cen Zixiao carefully fed the porridge to her.

Yu Qiling chewed and swallowed it, and Cen Zixiao diverted her attention while feeding the second spoonful of porridge, "From today onwards, I will live with my sister, I am very good at playing games, let me teach you Is it?"

Yu Qiling unknowingly took the second bite, swallowed it, and said sarcastically, "Are you watching me?"

Cen Zixiao replied gently: "No, I said I wanted to be with my sister."

"Afraid that I will commit suicide again?"

Cen Zixiao answered immediately: "I'm afraid."

To put it bluntly, I didn't say why I was afraid, but I was afraid.

Yu Qiling's pupils trembled slightly, she swallowed the porridge in her mouth, she didn't know what she was thinking, when the spoon touched her lips again, she opened her mouth unconsciously.

After being fed one mouthful, two mouthfuls, or about five or six mouthfuls, Yu Qiling finally realized that the feeling of nausea came up, she closed her lips tightly, and stopped eating.

It's good to only eat five or six mouthfuls. Cen Zixiao looked at her dazed and angry look at the moment, and she couldn't help laughing. She guessed that Yu Qiling must be thinking at this moment: Why haven't I die?

Yu Qiling turned her head away and stopped looking at her.

Cen Zixiao prepared a lot of things in the ward, including mobile phones, tablet computers and TVs. Yu Qiling didn't play, but sat on the hospital bed in this position, staring out the window in a daze.

Cen Zixiao didn't force her to do something, leaving her her own space.The system will watch her every move, and Cen Zixiao will do her own thing, which can relieve her feeling of being watched.

One sitting is a whole day.

Yu Qiling really hated the hospital, hated the atmosphere of the hospital, hated the smell of the hospital, it was so depressing that she wanted to leave immediately.

In the evening, Yu Qiling was no longer coaxed by Cen Zixiao, and did not eat a single bite.

"Sister Yu, let me wipe your face for you." Cen Zixiao took a basin of warm water and moistened it with a clean hot towel. Seeing that Yu Qiling didn't resist, she helped her wipe it off little by little.

The face that was wiped by the hot water seemed to be peeled off, but it was very tender, and it was slippery when touched accidentally.

After helping her wipe her face, Cen Zixiao went into the bathroom with a playful exhortation, holding the towel in her arms.

.......

The light in the room was turned off very dark by Yu Qiling. Now there was no one else, only a thin figure sitting on the bed, and there was no other sound. The windows and doors were locked by Cen Zixiao, and no sound from outside could come in. The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom.

Abandoned by the whole world, no one loves her and no one wants her.

Yu Qiling was really afraid of this feeling. Every time at this time, many images would flash in her mind. Grandma died, she was broken up, the art exhibition was destroyed, and she was far away from friends like a plague god. She was abandoned by the whole world. .

Originally, she still had paintings, and she could immerse herself in her own world, but slowly, her mind was filled with those things that made her miserable, and she could no longer paint, and she began to fear painting.

She is the most useless person in the world.

She has no expectations of life.

Tears flowed out inexplicably, accompanied by tightness in the chest, breathlessness, crying more and more, but the throat seemed to be choked and breathless.

Yu Qiling couldn't help but hit her chest with her hand, and waved her injured hand indiscriminately, hitting the railing, the bed, the wall, and the gauze gradually overflowed with blood, but she couldn't feel the pain.

But it was so painful that I wanted to die immediately.

When Cen Zixiao heard the movement, she put her bathrobe on her body and ran out without tie. Seeing the scene in front of her, her pupils trembled and her heart throbbed.

He rushed up to hug her into his arms, controlled her injured hand with one hand, and patted her on the back lightly with the other. The person in his arms was trembling non-stop. Cen Zixiao frowned, did not speak, and comforted her silently.

"Why, why, everything is unsatisfactory, everything will become bad, I obviously didn't pester him anymore, why are you targeting me everywhere, why are you saving me..."

Yu Qiling choked up and struggled, every word contained grievance and despair, "No one loves me, everyone hates me, and doesn't want me well, every piece of my pure land will be deprived and occupied by you, this world doesn't need I, nowhere can accommodate me..."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I was wrong, let me go..."

She talked a lot indiscriminately, and struggled fiercely. She pinched Cen Zixiao's shoulder and continued to grab it, but she couldn't control it.

Cen Zixiao could only endure it, and after an unknown amount of time, she gradually stopped struggling, and let go of the hand that was pinching her, only sobbing remained.

Cen Zixiao just wanted to continue hugging her, comforting her silently, and hugged her for a long time.

Until she started pushing her again.

"I don't hate you, and no one will bully you anymore." Cen Zixiao stepped back, wiped her tears with the sleeve of her bathrobe, and said softly, "Sister Yu, I need you, I'll be with you."

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