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After a week, someone was scratched.

After this incident, Jiang Wenxu discovered something more terrible for himself - he couldn't dream of a good knowledge book. In the past, occasionally dreams

You can see the He Zhishu, although most of the time it is invisible, you can see it. Now nothing is gone.

Jiang Wenxu is afraid that He Zhishu is angry and someone is going to join him. He even quits all the communication with the erotic. But he is a dream

To the knowledge of the book, there is no way.

Jiang Wenxu began to drink alcohol, drinking at home and drinking in the dead. He thought that drunkenness could illuminate what he wanted to see before his eyes. At last

Still not useful.

One day, Jiang Wenxu was drunk, and in the bathroom, he took a blade and put a hole in his mouth. When he was faint, he seemed to see He Zhishu appear, see him.

The eyes are full of distress and tenderness.

Jiang Wenxu began to self-mutilate.

When Zhang Jingwen saw Jiang Wenxu again, he was picked up. In the early autumn, Jiang Wenxu wore a rigorous formal suit and his face was poor.

Like a dead man, the whole body is surrounded by the sorrow of cold and loneliness. He is indeed alive, but Zhang Jingwen’s heart is clear, and He Wenshu’s walking Jiang Wenxu’s

The soul has been taken away, and now only a body is left behind.

Jiang Wenxu does not say, does not admit, but he really does not know that He Zhishu will never come back? Zhang Jingwen knows that Jiang Wenxu is at the atonement, Jiang

Wen Xu Rong can not be painful, he even thinks that only the painful waiting forever is best for himself.

Jiang Wenxu looked at Zhang Jingwen: "I will leave after two more months. I will go around the world. The company will help you to look at it. You see it yourself.

Give yourself a salary. ”

"You fortunately didn't have a mouth to open this company." Zhang Jingwen looked at him deeply and sighed weakly.

Jiang Wenxu shook his head and handed over a document: "I can't bear it... you know that this company is actually a book."

Zhang Jingwen suddenly blinked, and when Jiang Wenxu reached out, Zhang Jingwen saw a trace of his dark shirt cuffs wet, close

You can smell the bloody smell.

Zhang Jingwen grabbed Jiang Wenxu’s wrist and forced his sleeves up. He suddenly stopped. Jiang Wenxu’s arms were all deep.

Deep and shallow knife wounds, old wounds with scars, new wounds that have not stopped bleeding, mottled staggered on the arm, shocking.

Zhang Jingwen fiercely pushed Jiang Wenxu and gritted his teeth. "Are you stupid?! How many adults have learned the self-harm and self-destruction of middle school students?! You and him

Mom is going to die! "Wen Wenyu's papers in his hand are on the ground: "You fuck now know that love is holy, when you are in front of you, you die."

Where have you been? ! ”

Jiang Wenxu stood silent and looked unpredictable. Let Zhang Jingwen wrestle and vent all things on his desk.

When a pack of things fell out, Zhang Jingwen’s hand was stopped, and a big man was shocked. He slowly picked up the little one

The transparent plastic bag with white powder is packed, and Jiang Wenxu’s eyes are strange and sad.

Jingwen couldn't even send out the fire. He watched Jiang Wenxu for a long time and whispered, "You tell me, what is this?"

Jiang Wenxu's chest violently fluctuated a few times. When he slowly lifted his head, Zhang Jingwen actually saw the man crying. It was that.

A very sad cry, even to the point where you can only make a sound by clenching your teeth. Jiang Wenxu suppressed the voice, the kind of desperate crying

People suffocate: "Jing Wen... I... I really don't know what to do. He knows not to see me... I don't want to see me in my dreams... You know,

I can only see him after I get drunk and my body and mind hurt to the extreme. But I really can't satisfy it... the people who use drugs don’t all say that they can be there.

Did you see the most desirable illusion in the process? As long as I can see you clearly, I will see him again... What am I doing when I am dead? ”

Zhang Jingwen sighed softly: "How can He Zhishu be willing to see you in this unfamiliar look? Even this kind of thing touches, He Zhi

The book is alive and does not want to see you, and it is too much to die. ”

This is not a light word, but Jiang Wenxu’s lethality is bigger than that of his head. His teeth are starting to tremble and tremble: "I still... still

Didn't touch...you don't want to say it, you know it and you should blame me..."

Zhang Jingwen can't say anything else. He doesn't know how long Jiang Wenxu can stay like this? He put the bag in his pocket, tired

Closed his eyes: "When you do stupid things later... think about it."

Jiang Wenxu had a rest at home for half a month and there were no new injuries. He began to clean up the house, make dinner for two people, and read what He Zhishu had seen.

Books and movies, sleeping in the evening with the clothes of He Zhishu. He has lived himself outside the world.

After the body was a little better, he turned over a lot of travel tips, and after he had paid for the big things, he booked a far-off ticket.

For nearly a year, he went to many places, saw a lot of scenery, met many people, but no matter how beautiful and lively

Hua, as soon as he turned around, Jiang Wenxu still had to bear all the loneliness.

Later, Jiang Wenxu fell in love with writing letters to He Zhi. He liked to drop pens on the long-distance green leather train. In the off-season, the car was empty.

Swinging, Jiang Wenxu puts a pen down, and the sun slanted on the tip of the pen to cast a faint shadow on the manuscript paper. At that moment, Jiang Wenxu’s heart was like being charged.

It’s mad, full of bloat, it’s a long-lost happiness.

That feeling is very close to He Zhishu, they share the secret emotions together, even when the mail is sent out, there is even a warm

The warmth of love and thoughts.

Jiang Wenxu’s letter to He Zhishu has not been burned. In his opinion, He Zhishu is only drifting alone. He does not fill in the address, he is blind





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