winter suicide plan

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Bypassing the busy pedestrian street, the abductee got into a small alley, and in a building behind the convenience store, the door was hidden in the dark with warm yellow lights, as if to attract the attention of passers-by.

The inside is bright and bright, and the girl with ponytails in front of the reception desk saw us coming in and said, "Do you want to make a reservation? There are still many rooms to choose from."

It is not the tourist season, basically there will be rooms.

"Well. A double room, this."

Tang Fengxing went back to the dormitory to get the medicine and my ID card. It was not too late, and the clock on the wall just passed 7:00.

After we registered, we went up to the third floor smoothly.The third floor is winding, a corridor is endless, and no one passes through the narrow corridor.The wall at the entrance is covered with Polaroid photos of the event. There is a gym and a large kitchen on the fourth floor, which seems to be used for events.

It seems that there is more than just a hotel here.

Tang Fengxing put me on the bed, took off my shoes, and looked at me: "Is it very quiet here?"

I looked around, except for the sound of the heater, I really couldn't hear a sound at all, as if the world was compressed, and I was compressed into this small room.

I nodded: "How do you know this place? Have you been here?"

"A friend came to visit me before. I didn't have a place for him to live in. I just wanted to save him money. Unexpectedly, this place is not bad. It costs 120 a night, and I can sleep until 12:00 when I check out."

I looked around, microwave oven, washing machine, the overall look like new decoration, a simple Nordic style.Tatami-style double bed, soft ivory white bedding and fluffy pillows.

It's the bathroom...

The bathroom is surrounded by transparent glass, so it is clear what people are doing inside.

Facing the bathroom is a washstand with a huge glass mirror.

"Friend, is it a man or a woman?" I looked at the transparent glass bathroom and asked unconsciously.

Tang Fengxing took off his coat, asked "Huh?" in doubt, and then answered "Boy."

I nodded, regretting asking this question a bit, he patted my head and said: "There are two people coming to play, and they live together. Isn't it a waste of money if I have a dormitory?"

I grabbed his hand that was about to leave, put it on top of my head again and said, "Touch for a while."

Tang Fengxing gently stroked my head, which was very comfortable. I like the feeling of being touched, and I feel loved.

Warm and cozy.

It's very quiet here, there is no sound at all.

"Do you want to take a bath today? I'm afraid it won't be good for the wound."

I looked at the blood stains on my clothes: "I need to take a shower."

After I finished speaking, I began to dislike this dress. My body was so hot that I wanted to take off my clothes. I took off my coat and started to take off my sweater, because the sweater would scratch the wound and it was not easy to take off.My waist felt a little chilly, so I simply took off my sweater and undershirt.

Tang Fengxing went to the schoolbag to dig out things, and when I took off only my trousers, he took out a tissue and wrapped it around my arm, twirled it around with the plastic wrap and asked me, "Is it tight, will it hurt?"

I shook my head and began to take off my pants by myself. After the cast was cast on my feet, the pants were all loose. If I pulled the rope around my waist, it would slide down from my waist.

I now have a kind of dislike for the clothes on my body. If I want to wear nothing, it will be uncomfortable to wear on my body. After throwing it away casually, Tang Fengxing looked at me blankly.

And I looked at him generously, and stretched out my arms: "Help me take a bath."

He curled up his fingers, grabbed his trouser legs, and prepared to hug me up.The temperature of his palm was so high that it was pressed against my waist.Putting it on the seat, he bathed me again like last time, but he was much more relaxed than last time.

But why is he blushing again?

When I was taking a shower, I started to work restlessly. I touched his red face and his red ears with wet hands. It was hotter than my hands, and the water on my hands slid down my jaw into my neck. He stopped for a moment, took me by the evil hand, and said nothing.

The fog in the bathroom didn't cover the transparent glass with a layer, and I was completely indifferent to the big mirror in front of me.

After rough washing, the whole big towel wrapped me up, wiped it clean and stuffed it directly into the mattress.The bedding and bed were a bit cold, and I shivered, and he turned up the heat.

He brushed away my wet hair: "I'll apply medicine to you, bear with it."

He unwrapped the plastic wrap and threw the bloody tissue into the trash can.He took out a small bottle, and the cotton turned purple-black.

"There's only this in the infirmary, bear with it, it's closed."

I watched the cotton touch my wound, it was hot, burning and stinging, I couldn’t help grasping it, and he held his other hand for me, interlocking his fingers, and when he rubbed it on me again, I was so painful that I had to withdraw my hand reflexively. He grabbed my shaking hand and blew on me.

The cool breeze miraculously did not cause burning or pain.

After wrapping the bandages, he went out to buy a bowl of porridge and came back with a bowl of rice noodles.

I kept looking at the door and waiting, watching the clock pass by a little bit, he came back according to the fixed time, I was relieved, and smiled at him.

"Welcome back."

He saw that I was naked and asked me why I was not wearing any clothes.

I said I didn't want to wear clothes.

I stubbornly don't want to wear clothes. Wearing clothes makes me uncomfortable, cumbersome, and irritable. He puts them on for me, and I take them off and throw them on the ground. I have to throw them as far as possible.

"No clothes."

"I'll catch a cold."

"No."

I wrapped myself tightly in the quilt to avoid putting on clothes. The quilt began to warm up with my body temperature. Suddenly I was picked up, the quilt wrapped around me, and my head was exposed, standing like a rice dumpling.

He opened the porridge and said, "Then you can finish the porridge with bare buttocks, and you will take the medicine later."

I looked at the porridge on the table, and watched him sitting on the side of the porridge and opening the rice noodles. My heart ached and I covered my chest. I commanded that I would eat it with me.

He sat next to me with the rice noodles. I watched him paw and pull the rice noodles a few times, and took a few mouthfuls. His mouth was full of oil. I said I want to eat rice noodles too.

He handed me the chopsticks, I shook my head and said my hands hurt, feed me.

He smiled, stretched his brows and eyes, took the lid of the porridge, picked it up a little for me, blew it and fed it to my mouth.

I choked on it when I swallowed it, it was so spicy.Breaking free from the shackles of the quilt, he gave me a bottle of mineral water to drink, and said with a smile that I forgot that I don't eat spicy food anymore.

I hurriedly swallowed the water, and then the porridge. Fortunately, the porridge was warm, and I finished a bowl of porridge in a few seconds, just to offset the spicy taste in my mouth.

He rewrapped the quilt for me and wiped my mouth. My mouth and chin were all stained with porridge water, and the food on the table was a mess. I ate it all on purpose.

He wasn't annoyed, on the contrary, he enjoyed it a little bit, rubbed my hair frantically and said to me: "Troublemaker."

I also feel that my behavior is very mentally retarded, but I just want to throw something away, throw something away, and make things look messy to be comfortable.

He boiled water for me, and I heard his phone turn on, and a memo reminder was displayed on the screen—reminding Chen Shuning to take medicine at 8:00.

I grabbed his cell phone and hid it under the quilt, took a picture with my cell phone, and threw it out of the quilt.Shrunk under the quilt and couldn't come out.

He patted my quilt, and I rolled it into a spring roll without showing my head, and he told me to take the medicine.

"No. I don't take medicine."

"Chen Shuning, be obedient, take the medicine, and you won't feel bad."

"I'm not feeling bad now, I'm fine, and I don't need to take medicine anymore."

I was back at the top, happy, thinking about weird things, thinking about what to do next, and not feeling tired at all.I rolled around, not letting Tang Fengxing grab me.

I couldn't see anything under the quilt. Tang Fengxing suppressed my quilt, pulled my head out of the quilt, rubbed my face and said, "Take medicine. Hurry up."

"That medicine is so bitter, I don't want to take it."

"This time it won't make you feel bitter, trust me."

I dubiously picked up the medicine, stuffed it into my mouth, and drank water, but the bitterness in my mouth was still terribly bitter, and the bitterness was tightly attached to the root of my tongue.

"It's so hard, you lied, Tang Fengxing, you lied. You lied..."

Tang Fengxing took my waving hand, put his lips close to me, pressed the back of my head, and stuck his tongue in. A warm sweet taste replaced the bitter taste of medicine. The viscous liquid mixed with my saliva, and he gently I pulled my tongue gently, swept across a row of teeth, and accidentally touched the soft part of the upper jaw, I couldn't help panting.

My Adam's apple slipped, he let go of my hand, wiped my water-stained lips and asked, "Is it still bitter?"

I shook my head.

"Did I lie to you?"

I then shook my head.

I blushed and looked at him, a little overwhelmed.

Because the kiss was so comfortable, my heart turned into a soft feather, floating, my head would be dizzy, but it was more like a drunk satisfaction, I would want to fall asleep and continue to kiss.

But I was too embarrassed to say it, and after looking at him a few times, I didn't dare to look at him again.I licked my lips, the sweetness still remained in my mouth just now, I asked him: "What is this?"

"The syrup in Guiling Jelly, I just went down and bought it."

He stuffed it back into the quilt and patted me on the back: "Sleep when you're sleepy."

I shook my head: "I'm so energetic, I'll wait for you to take a shower, I want a photo quiz."

He looked at the time, and it wasn't too late, so he gave me the book and the pen, and I lay down on the pillow and began to review the forgotten knowledge points one by one.

In order to concentrate, I began to read the wrong answers to the multiple-choice questions.

"In terms of level management rules, the administrative agency and the reconsideration agency that made the original administrative action..."

I heard the sound of water falling to the ground, I searched for the sound and looked up, Tang Fengxing's back was facing me in the transparent glass bathroom.

The shoulders, scapulae, and the back of the waist, the skin color is considered healthy, not too dark, I stared at his powerful back for a long time, as long as I move, the muscles will be pulled apart.There was a little mist inside and water droplets on the glass, he wrapped in a towel and opened the door, and I was caught straight.

On the contrary, he was embarrassed and began to get dressed quickly. I, who was the culprit, immediately looked down at the title and the words, but I couldn't see it at all. It was all the picture just now.

Squeezing in with his hot and humid body, he looked at the title I wrote: "How long do you plan to write?"

"At least finish writing these two sides."

As a result, I started to feel drowsy when I finished writing the first page. The effect of the medicine took away my strength aggressively.I picked up the pen again, and Tang Fengxing took it away.

"sleep."

I lay down on my back and said, "I'm not sleepy."

"It's really not sleepy, not so sleepy that I have to draw on the topic, look, it's full of black spots."

I half-opened my eyes and watched Tang Fengxing clean up: "I'm sorry, I let you see today's incident, I will apologize to Wang Gaoxu, I really have bad intentions."

Tang Fengxing carefully pulled me over, close to his body, he brushed my hair away, and stroked my cheek: "Now you have calmed down, and you have realized your mistakes, so Ah Ning must learn to control next time. Hmm... ...What did he say that caused your mood swings so much, can you tell me?"

I started to think back on the conversation and found that the demented memory was blown to pieces by the juicer, the words were all broken and couldn't be pieced together.

"Can not remember."

He kissed my forehead: "Hey, just forget it.

"That's why he said something that made you angry first?"

"Ah."

"It's up to him. I'll let him apologize to you first. Go to sleep. I'll take care of this matter." Tang Fengxing patted my back like a baby.

Feeling sleepy, I closed my eyes and fell asleep unconsciously.

I don’t know where to start the dream. There is dark and thick ink in front of my eyes. I am holding something in my hand. I look. It is a hand. I look up along the hand. A woman with long hair like seaweed is facing me. I can't see the face clearly.I tried my best to brush her long seaweed hair, but I didn't have the strength to raise my hand, and I didn't have the strength to let go of the hand that grabbed me.

The lily wall stickers with white petals crawling all over the wall in front of me, the blue background has been oxidized and grayed out over time, but it looks sacred and noble, but the white on it is dyed red, becoming a red lily, bright and eye-catching, as if in full bloom withered.

Lily, lily, oh, it is my mother's favorite flower, she said it was because I gave it to her.

I felt something, I seemed to want to break free from the hand that was holding me, the blood flowed down the arm to my hand, I screamed and shouted, but I couldn't hear myself making a sound.

Countless lilies and the woman crowded towards me, oppressing my face.

I opened my eyes instantly, Tang Fengxing looked at me anxiously, and grabbed my hand: "Chen Shuning, are you okay?"

I said I'm fine.

He said that I talked a lot in sleep, what lily, don't kill me, save me.

I shook my dizzy head, afraid to grab his hand: "I don't want to sleep anymore, a woman hanged herself in the dream."

He put my head on his shoulder, stroked it and said, "It's okay, it's a dream, it's because of the medicine. I started to cry, and I said, "Tang Fengxing, can you sing for me? "

Tang Fengxing's voice vibrated on my shoulders, and I kept getting close to him, for fear that someone behind me would kill me.With a trembling voice, I pulled his hand behind my back and said, "Can you hold me tighter? I'm a little scared."

He pulled me into his arms, our feet and legs intertwined, cheek to cheek.

"Can you sing "Insects Fly"?"

"Ah."

"I want to hear it."

He looked at me, wiped my tears and said, "You have to pay for every song you order."

I kissed his lips lightly: "Is this enough?"

"Sing immediately."

He patted me on the back and started singing "Insects Fly"

**The black sky hangs low**

**Bright stars follow**

**worms fly**

**worms fly**

**Who are you missing**

**……**

The a cappella echoed in this dark room, like the voice flowing from a music box, soothing my tense voice, and the hand that had been clinging to him was slightly loosened.

He patted my back rhythmically, and the singing sound engulfed me. I was finally willing to fall asleep in his warm singing.

There seemed to be someone singing in the dream, there were no red lilies all over the wall, and no hanging woman. I was lying on the soft haystack, and I heard someone sitting next to me, singing to me:

*stars in the sky weep*

*the roses on the ground wither*

*cold wind blows*

*cold wind blows*

*as long as you are with me*

*bugs fly*

*flowers sleep*

*One pair after another is beautiful*

*not afraid of the dark*

*for fear of heartbreak*

*tired or not*

*It doesn't matter whether it's north, south, east or west*

*…*

Before me was a quietly flowing river.

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Chen Shuning's perspective