Tocheng

In the evening, when A'Du came back, he saw a person lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, and he didn't care, and planned to go to the room to check on that person.

"A'Du." Mori leaned his head on the back of the sofa with a sad expression on his face.

"What's wrong? Did he do something?"

"Done."

He stood up suddenly, pointed at his own neck, and said helplessly, "Does he really like cutting people's necks?"

"How is he?" The other party was obviously a little anxious.

"Wait, you should care about me first, I'm almost finished." He was still gesticulating in his throat.

A'Du walked over, stood behind the backrest, looked at this person, "What's going on, why didn't you inform me?"

"Before he confiscated the mobile phone and threatened us, there is no way."

He told everything, very carefully, including all the punctuation marks in the dialogue, and he didn't know why he suddenly swung the knife at himself.

A'Du let Sen go back, stood by the door for a while, hesitated, then knocked on the door, but there was no response, he pushed the door open, the room was dark with no lights on.

The person sitting by the window looked over. He was still wearing the bloody clothes, his long hair covered his face, and he couldn't see any expression, but he looked very gloomy. The person standing by the door did not approach.

"You didn't eat at night, I'll go to some hot dishes."

Ah Hai glanced at the man's back, then turned to look outside again. He didn't look back until the light in the room was on, and looked at the man holding a small folding table in front of him.

The food was placed on the table, and he just stared at the light dishes without doing anything.

"Let's drink some soup first, it's a bit lighter, try to drink some, and hurry up to improve your throat." He persuaded carefully beside him.

Ah Hai still stared unresponsively, with no intention of eating.

Afraid he would mind, A'Du said, "Then I'll go out first, and I'll collect the dishes later."

But Ah Hai suddenly picked up the bowl and stuffed it into his mouth desperately. A'Du stood there watching him pour the soup, but he was not drinking soup, he was clearly drinking it desperately. It dripped on the clothes, but still drank desperately.

A'Du hurried forward to grab the bowl, "Don't drink it."

But that person grabbed the rice with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth, even swallowed it without chewing. A'Du moved the bowl away, and he grabbed the food and stuffed it into his mouth again.

He grabbed the hand that stuffed the food into his mouth and shouted, "Don't eat it."

This person stopped, and the oil stains were all over his face, hands, and clothes.

"..."

Ah Hai shook off the hand full of food, covered his mouth, and rushed into the bathroom quickly.

A'Du glanced at the mess all over the floor, and felt a different kind of feeling in his heart, uncomfortable, and the sound of that person vomiting came from the bathroom.

Looking at the vomited person sitting on the ground leaning against the toilet, a feeling of heartache and pain struck.

The feet moved on their own, and squatted down to pat the painful man's back. The man slapped his hand away angrily, stared at him, and began to vomit some acid water again, his internal organs seemed to be vomited out. Tears were directly hanging on the frame, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The person behind wanted to pat his back, but the hand that was stretched out was cold in the air, and finally he put it on and patted his back, but he didn't shake it off again, and pressed the flush switch, but it didn't move for a while. He stood there without moving, his head slowly lowered, something was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

Ah Hai's hand moved to his stomach, his whole body became a little convulsive, A'Du turned his face away, only to find that his face was pale, sweating profusely, he bit his lips tightly in pain, stubbornly unwilling to make a sound .

He hurriedly carried the struggling man back to the room, took off his coat, and slowly massaged his abdomen. The man seemed to be unconscious, closed his eyes, but still clenched his teeth, holding a hot water bottle Clinging to the abdomen, waiting for the man to calm down.

Not long.

Ah Hai had already fallen asleep, and his body seemed to be calming down gradually. He fed him some hot water, sat on the side of the bed and helped him change his clothes and wipe his body.

After touching the woodbone-like body, the countless ribs, the skin seems to be attached to the body. This kind of body makes people feel so distressed that they can't speak, and feel uncomfortable like being crushed by a big stone.

He hugged the sleeping man, touched this aging face, the person has changed, maybe the heart has also changed, after all, it has been almost ten years, enough to make a person lonely and change his heart, Enough to make a cheerful person become melancholy and depressed.

Although I still don't know what happened in these years, who the dead are, and how they escaped, why didn't they contact their family, friends, and who were the people who troubled him that Mu Gen said, there are many things, It's still not clear, and it can't be found, because this person is too small, and no one will pay attention to it.

However, what is certain now is that he is not taking drugs, he is still breathing and living well, it doesn't matter, his body can be maintained, and he doesn't care about anything else, as long as he is alive, he is happy.

He held his hand, stroked the calluses on his hand, each one seemed to be burned into his heart, engraved on his hand, pressed his hand against his face, and looked at the sleeping face of the man until the morning .

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22, 23, and 24 are invalid, because the online review has been four days, and I haven't got it for me. I can't delete or change it. If the review is passed, I will lock those three chapters.