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When the cry for help exploded in her head, Lin Ziyue barely trembled, and reflexively inserted her index finger into the palm of her hand. The nails that were deliberately trimmed too sharp brought obvious pain, which could wake her up.

But this time the cry for help was too long, and her mind was blurred. She reached into the pocket of her jacket and found a small blade. The blade was far sharper than a fingernail. The palms are bleeding continuously.

But anyway, her mind is much clearer, at least she can feel the scene that is too quiet and slightly embarrassing.

"Hmm..." She quietly forgot the words, and asked a random question: "What do you think you can bring to the company?"

The young people who came to participate in the interview were obviously prepared for this kind of question, and began to answer the questions fluently like reciting poems. Lin Ziyue looked down for the paper, but didn't listen to a word.

"What's the matter with you?" The team leader next door obviously didn't understand why she asked such a sentence, and turned his head to see her wiping blood, which was a little bit profuse, staining a piece of paper red with blood, "You...! "

Lin Ziyue slapped his hand with her arm in time before he came out after raising his voice, choking his voice into his throat.

"Accidentally." She glanced at the interviewer who was still bragging about her miraculous effects, and she felt a little headache, "I'll go out after the interview, you guys face it first."

"..." The group leader next door had a lot of exchanges with Lin Ziyue, but he only knew that Lin Ziyue was a pretty calm girl who did things neatly.

I have never seen a girl bleeding like this, and she can still be expressionless as if nothing happened, just grab a piece of paper and press it to stop the bleeding. She is too calm and crisp, so shocked that he can't speak for a while.

"...Then I'm going out." The interviewer finally told himself that he was tired, and also completely overwhelmed the desire of the surrounding interviewers to ask questions. Lin Ziyue's delay collapsed, and she felt the pain dullly.

When I went out, there was a person standing against the wall at the door, holding a piece of paper with obvious creases in his hand, as if he had prepared a self-introduction in advance.It was probably the next interviewer, so she stood at the door and waited when she was almost there.

Lin Ziyue couldn't see her face covered by the paper, but this person made her feel very comfortable even if she couldn't see her face, so she couldn't help but take a pityful look at this girl who should have lost face.

It just so happened that the girl folded the paper and put it in her pocket, and when she raised her head, she met her gaze.

When the girl stood up straight, she could be half a head taller than Lin Ziyue. When she leaned against the wall to stand up with strength, Lin Ziyue's instincts began to yell for her to look away.

Did not have time.

Lin Ziyue still met those eyes, the shrill cries for help in her head came out completely uncontrollably, her consciousness was completely occupied by the cries for help, but there was no way, the caller had been separated from her by more than ten years, There was no way she could go around and save this person.

The cries for help in my head were louder and louder, never more shrill than today, making people want to pull out their heads and stuff them in the trash can to be quiet.

Lin Ziyue frowned and nodded to those who were still looking at her, and ran to the bathroom without even a polite smile.

The girl seemed to want to follow up to help, took a step forward and then stopped, but finally failed to follow.

This time the wound was a bit deep, Lin Ziyue brought the knife to keep herself calm, not to torture herself for nothing.She grinned and flushed the water for 3 minutes, turned around when she got out of the bathroom, didn't go back to the interview room, and went directly to her office.

Lin Ziyue hides a bottle of iodine in the innermost drawer, but it's not interesting to hide it. She and Yi Jiu are the only ones in the office.

Her skin was fair, and it was very obvious with a band-aid, but it was not so white that Yi Jiu could not see it with a piece of gauze.

Yi Jiu was the first to discover that Lin Ziyue had a problem.

In fact, it's not a big problem. Lin Ziyue herself said that it was a little shadow when she was a child. Occasionally, she would get a headache when thinking about it. She needed a little external force to concentrate and stimulate herself. Under normal circumstances, she would not be injured.

Yi Jiu believed in a ghost but there was nothing she could do about it, she could only control her so as not to get wounds as much as possible.

Speaking of which, Lin Ziyue didn't expect Yi Jiu to find out about it.

Yi Jiu is a wonderful person, she usually can only focus on one thing.Even when she is doing a certain thing, talking to her is like an artificial intelligence answering a question, and her answers are all instinctive rather than brainy, as if they were set in advance.

So you always thought this person was offline, but you didn't expect her to move from one thing to another so quickly.

Lin Ziyue had not worked with Yi Jiugang for a long time at that time, and she didn't realize her ability to quickly shift targets, and she was still secretly glad that she got an intern and an independent office by the way.Unexpectedly, the person who moved in was really not simple, but the word plague god was written on it from head to toe.

Yi Jiu seemed to bring work into the group. Since she came, no matter how big or small the work was, all the tasks that should be done by them or not were all thrown in here, as if there was an all-powerful army hidden in the small office.

In fact, there are only two of them, and both of them have some problems in their minds.

Yi Jiu is a little better, she can listen to one thing and do one thing at a time, but she does things efficiently and beautifully.Lin Ziyue couldn't do it anymore, as long as things exceeded her maximum load, her head would start to hurt, and the cries for help would be played back and forth in her mind. .

There was really a lot of work during that time, she worked overtime day and night, and even set up a bed next to her, so she didn't have time to go home for a few nights.

Every day when Lin Ziyue started to have a headache, she would pick a place on her arm to gnaw on, but then she had no place to bite, and she bit a scar on her arm. In fact, it was very difficult for Yi Jiu not to notice it.

On the day when she was discovered, Yi Jiu held her hand and looked at her for a long time, so long that Lin Ziyue suspected that she was going to call her parents to sue her before letting go.After that day, her life basically returned to normal, but Yi Jiu had to check her arm every day before leaving get off work.

Lin Ziyue didn't cause any injuries to herself anymore. Her condition is much better than when she was a child. When encountering difficulties in normal work, she can at most find a toothpick to poke the palm of her hand. It's just a little red mark, which can disappear in three to two minutes.

It's just that today I don't know why it's a bit out of control.

The scar on the palm of my hand is a bit long, and I don't think it can be covered with only bandages.Lin Ziyue disinfected it with iodine and cut gauze to wrap it around herself.

It was too conspicuous, Lin Ziyue frowned, picked up her mobile phone and sent a text message to the group leader next door, saying that she was not feeling well and couldn't get over it later, and asked for help from personnel to meet her with a better overall ability.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, the personnel department sent the resume of the person he liked to Lin Ziyue's mailbox.

In the column of the name, Yu Yue is written in black and white.

The wound on his hand suddenly seemed not deep enough, and the cry for help exploded in his head.

Relapse of old disease.