Roommate split personality how to do?

"Who is ruining that child? Mr. Jiang, you ask yourself, you and your wife forced your son to drop out of school, locked him in a room that refused to turn on a light all day long, said useless words, deprived Have the childhood he deserved, have you ever asked him if he is happy?"

Jiang Shangxian shivered, took a small step back, and said in a trembling voice, "I'm all for his own good!"

"How many parents keep saying that it's for the good of their children, but to satisfy their own selfish desires?" Cheng Yan took a step closer, but he couldn't tell why, but there was a dark fire in his chest, and the words that came out turned into bitterness. Sharp Blade, "You are a pathetic person, a pathetic husband, and a pathetic father. You don't do well at work, you fail at anything, and when you come home, you are angry with your wife. She makes more money than you, is better than you, and she often complains about you, Look down on you and make you say that you can't accomplish anything. You can't refute him. On the surface, you comfort yourself and let her go, but in fact, you think that you know in your heart that what she said is right. You are such an incompetent mediocrity .Then one day you find that your son is different from ordinary people. You are overjoyed immediately and regard this abnormality as a talent, or even your own talent. When you feel that life is gloomy, how many times have you prayed for it? Going to heaven can bring a little improvement to your life? Now you think that your son is that little improvement. You hold that poor child in your hands like a life-saving straw, squeeze him, and torture him. Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang Sir, you have deceived so many people, in the end, the person who deceived you the most is probably yourself."

Jiang Shangxian leaned his back against the wall, his limbs became softer and weaker under Cheng Yan's aggressive gaze.Fear spread in his gray and empty eyes, but mixed with a little bit of the last light.His lips curled into spasms and curled, revealing a little bit of space between his teeth.He shrank in the corner and begged hoarsely: "Stop talking."

Cheng Yan still didn't look away.

His tone was cold, like a scalpel.He clearly knew what he was doing. He was using the psychoanalysis method he never wanted to use, turning words into weapons, stabbing into the brain of the man in front of him bit by bit, dismembering his spirit.Jiang Shangxian had suffered a crushing defeat, but Cheng Yan felt that this was not enough.

"You lied to yourself and your life changed. It was a lie and you knew it, didn't you? You were still you, a total failure. More failure than the people you lied to. They were still thinking how Make life better with your hands, unlike you, who voluntarily drowned in the dream of self-deception.” Cheng Yan thought of Lao Yu and Zhu Zi again, and the fire in his heart became even more intense. The knife stirs deeper. "By the way, you let your wife control you again. She knew long ago that your son doesn't have God's eyes at all. She made these gloves and earphones, and even you were involved. You are just a tool for her to make money. "He said slowly, and sighed at the right time, "Jiang Shangxian, I have never seen such a pathetic person as you."

The light in the man's eyes was constantly squeezed, shrinking into a sharp ball.He held his head in his hands, his mouth half-opened, as if screaming silently.

It's time, Cheng Yan thought.

He pointed to his temple, and reminded Jiang Shangxian as if he just remembered: "By the way, most of the synaesthetes are having a bad time. The brains of normal people are an efficient network, and their brains, what happened? Confusion is like a train going the wrong way, and a car accident will happen if you are not careful. Your son is not a genius, as I just said, they are likely to be sick."

Jiang Shangxian's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he exclaimed like a trapped animal: "No..."

Only then did Cheng Yan take out his phone, glanced at it, ignored the dozen or so missed calls on it, and clicked on the earliest short message.

"Autism. Your son has autism and can't communicate normally with others. You know it very well in your heart, right? Not only is he not a genius, but he may also suffer from intellectual disability." He put the phone back and said lightly, "He really Miserable, isn't it?"

Jiang Shangxian didn't move.The man's whole body froze into a scorched black dead wood, only his hands were twitching unconsciously.

In the dead eyes, the light condensed into a point.A constantly pulsating, explosive critical point.

Cheng Yan put the phone back into his pocket as if he didn't notice, and waved to Jiang Shangxian as he walked outside the house: "If you are sick, treat it as soon as possible. Forgot to mention, you can come to us."

Before he took a few steps, he felt a chill in the back of his head.The smoothness of the air was broken by something that was roaring towards his head.

Cheng Yan dodged to the left, not taking as far as he could with one step.He felt a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and the thing hit his shoulder blade so hard that it almost shattered the bone, and maybe a small part was embedded in his flesh.Before the pain could actually spread, he smelled a whiff of blood.

The blow made him stagger a few times, and he had to fall forward.It's too dangerous to show your back to the other party.Cheng Yan wanted to turn over, but half of his injured body was numb, which made him far less agile than usual.He could only use his intact left shoulder to prop against the ground, forcefully turned half his body, and looked behind him from the side.

Jiang Shangxian held up the candlestick that was still in the corner just now.There was no candle on the candlestick, and the sharp metal edge on the top was a bit dirty at the moment, and the viscous red liquid was still dripping down.It was Cheng Yan's blood.

He even forgot there was a candlestick.Cheng Yan cursed secretly in his heart, he was really careless.He glanced at the five centimeter-long spike in the center of the candlestick used to hold the candle in place.Fortunately, it wasn't that stuff in his flesh just now, otherwise the blood he bleed would not stop at this puddle on the ground.

Jiang Shangxian wanted to rush over, his expression was as ferocious as if he was wearing a mask with rough knife workmanship.Cheng Yan struggled to balance his body, raised his leg and kicked over.He accurately kicked Jiang Shangxian's wrist, the man staggered, the candlestick he was holding fell out, and collapsed a pile of building blocks.

Cheng Yan took the time to look at the wound on his shoulder.There is still no feeling in the shoulder, and most of the arm looks like a fake that was pressed on by someone, not like his own original.He wasn't that conceited, thinking that after suffering such a serious injury, he could subdue a crazy big man with his bare hands.He stretched out his left hand to reach for the phone that fell to the ground.

He plans to call the police.

Jiang Shangxian didn't give him this chance.The man gave up the candlestick and kicked Cheng Yan in the ribs.

Cheng Yan was kicked and rolled around in a circle, and the mobile phone he was about to touch was suddenly thousands of miles away from him. He couldn't help coughing, and the rib that was kicked was throbbing with pain. Against his heart and lungs, even if it wasn't cracked, it wasn't far behind. Every time he exhaled, his lungs felt as if they were hit by a knife's edge, and the smell of blood penetrated his nostrils.

If he miscalculates one move, he will lose everything. After all, he overestimated himself. Let alone retreating completely, it is a question of whether he will survive to get out.

Jiang Shangxian swayed from side to side like an angry bear and rushed over. Cheng Yan could tell that the man had lost his mind and really wanted him to die.

Immediately afterwards, his stomach was stepped on again, and his whole body curled up uncontrollably, shaking like Parkinson's from fingertips to calves.

The floor seemed to be a red hot iron. Cheng Yan lay on it, feeling that everything from his viscera to every inch of his skin was on fire.The glasses fell to one side, and he could see several dark spots on the floor beside him.Is that something dirty, or his blood?

He might really have to explain here.

Cheng Yan vaguely remembered that someone seemed to have reminded him not to provoke mental illness easily.When he dismantled Jiang Shangxian's rationality, he forgot to stay behind. In Mu Mu's words, he treats others and himself too harshly, and sooner or later he will suffer.

Now the pain really came.

At this time, he was forced to bend his spine, with half of his face pressed against the ground, breathing in the smell of dust and rust, and couldn't help but think of the time when he was lying on his junior brother's lap.

He thought that sooner or later he would tell Li Dongxing that there was really only one faulty person in this world that he was most willing to provoke.

He vaguely saw a piece of dangling strips in his sight, and heard the sharp sound of metal scraping the floor, Cheng Yan knew that Jiang Shangxian had picked up the candlestick again.

He closed his eyes.

It could be fast, it could be slow, he heard several other voices.

The door seemed to be knocked open, and then there were two consecutive sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, and a man's painful cry.

Someone helped Cheng Yan up.

Cheng Yan rested his head on a place that was much more comfortable than the floor, and the tactile sensation was very close to what he had just imagined in his mind.

Looking at the face that was blurred and pleasing to the eye, he moved his lips, trying to say hello, but almost coughed again.

"I haven't answered the phone for a long time..." The young man looked down at him condescendingly, stroked his bloody cheek with one hand, and couldn't tell what emotion was in his voice, "You just made yourself so miserable?"

☆, God's Eye ([-])

The man who was like a mad dog just now shrank in the corner, like a lifeless mud.Cheng Yan was helped up and sat against the wall. He pressed his ribs with one hand, and felt that his lungs had been revived, his breathing was smooth, and there should be no fractures.There was some feeling back in the shoulder, which was both good and bad, as the pain returned with it.

Grinning his teeth in pain, he heard the siren approaching and the sound of footsteps in the corridor, Li Dongxing stood up from him and walked in front of Jiang Shangxian.

"Trash." Cheng Yan's head swelled so much that he couldn't be sure if Li Dongxing really said this sentence, or if it was just his own hallucination.There was still blood on his cheek, and when he was kicked over just now, his forehead hit the floor, and his left eye was still swollen.He stared wide-eyed, as if he saw Li Dongxing kick Jiang Shangxian with his toes, just like treating a dead dog, causing the man to turn over and squat down on the ground.

Li Dongxing was still holding the candlestick that he had just snatched from him in his left hand, with the spiked end facing downwards, shaking, as if it might stab the heart of the man on the ground at any moment.

For a moment, Yanzhen was worried that the younger brother would do that.His body bounced, and he wanted to stand up as soon as he tried his best, but he fell back because he had no strength, so he could only yell "Winter Walk" in a low voice.

I don't know if Li Dongxing heard this sound, but he didn't really do anything, he just put the candlestick upright and put it by the wall, so as not to let the metal continue to roll around on the floor.When he retracted his hand, he seemed to have lightly rubbed the blob of dark red on the edge, and then sniffed his fingertips.

Cheng Yan remembered that it was his own blood, so he inevitably felt a little weird, and the corner of his mouth twitched lightly.

Before the police came in, Li Dongxing quickly took something from Jiang Shangxian and put it back in his pocket.The man let out a soft cry, and his body slid down again.It was only then that Cheng Yan realized that Jiang Shangxian's hand had just been locked on the leg of a chair beside him.Things like that could only be handcuffs.

He didn't discuss with Li Dongxing in advance how to deal with this unexpected situation. Not only did the junior brother come to the rescue in time, but he also remembered to borrow the handcuffs from Wang Shasha?Cheng Yan was slightly shocked. While admiring Li Dongxing's thoughtfulness, he also felt a little uneasy.

The policeman who came was not Wang Shasha, but the situation at the scene was clear at a glance. They pulled Jiang Shangxian up, and Li Dong walked back to Cheng Yan's side.

"Brother." He stretched out his left hand to pull Cheng Yan up, and passed Cheng Yan's glasses with his right hand, "Shall I take you to the hospital?"

Cheng Yan leaned against Li Dongxing and stood up, not stopping him from putting his fingertips lightly on his waist.Cheng Yan turned his head to the side and finally saw Li Dongxing's expression clearly.

He didn't have the coldness that Cheng Yan had just imagined on his face at all. He was frowning at the blood on Cheng Yan's shoulders and arms, his eyes were slightly red, and he seemed anxious and worried.Cheng Yan could feel that his arm around her was still trembling.

All of this happened too quickly, Cheng Yan only thought about it as he was dizzy, and didn't ask about the handcuffs, he thanked him in a low voice, and Li Dongxing accompanied him to the hospital.

The examination results came out, and he was lucky, the ribs were not broken, and the soft tissue of the shoulder was contused. The doctor said that if the wound was a little bit more biased, it might hurt the nerves, and his hand would be shaking constantly.Other than that, I just lost some blood and had a slight concussion, just go home and rest for a few more days.

Cheng Yan refused to delay in the hospital any longer, insisting on going back to school with Li Dongxing.

As soon as he entered the small red building, Mu Mu rushed out with red eyes, and after confirming that Cheng Yan was not missing an arm or a leg, he scolded Cheng Yan.

"Do you know that you are very prone to mental illness?" She forgot that there was a sick person standing next to her, and raised her hand to twist Cheng Yan's forearm that was not in a plaster cast. Is it okay to hand over the bad guys to those professionals?"

Cheng Yan let her scold, submissive for a long time, squeezed out a flattering smile, and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you tell the teacher?"

Mu Mu glared at him, then shook his head angrily.

Cheng Yan remembered that Mu Mu had just broken up in love, so he probably didn't want to take the initiative to contact Xu Mowen in a short time.Although he still sympathized with Mu Mu, he was still relieved, at least he didn't have to be the same as last time, and if there was any trouble, he would be taken to listen to the training immediately.

He was so anxious to come back because he thought that Jiang Zhongmao was still in the mental health center.

Before going to Jiang's house, he and Li Dongxing had made a plan, and they would split up.Li Dongxing cooperated with Xue Zhan Wang Shasha to dismiss Lu Ping and take Jiang Zhongmao away.The investigation of autism does not take too long. The Mental Health Center has a professional inspection system. After he stayed at Jiang's house for a short time, he received a text message from Li Dongxing to notify him of the results.

Jiang Zhongmao is indeed quite serious with autism.

Children with autism often have typical symptoms.When Li Dongxing met Jiang Zhongmao for the first time, he might have become suspicious when he met his eyes.The second time they went to Jiang's house together, Cheng Yan was in charge of dealing with Jiang Shangxian and Lu Ping's couple, and Li Dongxing took the opportunity to observe Jiang Zhongmao carefully.During the quarter of an hour they talked, the child remained sprawled on the floor, smearing the paper with crayon.The patterns he painted are very simple, just large areas of color, without any specific image or pattern.When Li Dongxing tried to talk to him, or picked up a toy next to him to attract his attention, he didn't respond.As long as Li Dongxing walked within his line of sight, he would look away, as if Li Dongxing didn't exist, and he was still painting on his own.

Children of this age should be curious about their surroundings, but Jiang Zhongmao is stuck in his own world.

He is now staying in the office of Xiaohonglou, still quiet and not noisy at all.The child was probably not used to sitting on a chair, so Li Dongxing spread a small blanket for him on the ground, and he sat on the ground.The small schoolbag that was brought out was put aside, half opened, and it was indeed filled with paper and brushes.

Jiang Zhongmao is not painting now.He was holding a remote control plane in his hand, which looked familiar.

Cheng Yan sat down on a chair beside him, looked at the plane for a while, then raised his head and asked Li Dongxing, "Did you get it at home?"

Li Dong walked up to the child and said, "Well, Amao is not very willing to cooperate with the inspection. I just want to make him happy in order to appease him."

Jiang Zhongmao kept fiddling with the plane, then suddenly stretched out his hand, tugged at Li Dongxing's trousers, and opened his mouth to call, "Ah, ah."

Cheng Yan didn't understand at all: "Huh?"

Li Dongxing: "He asked me to sit down and play with him on the plane."

How can two identical syllables contain such complicated meanings?Cheng Yan stared, watching Li Dongxing sit cross-legged beside Jiang Zhongmao.

"Maomao, this is how you should play with an airplane." As soon as he sat down, Li Dongxing's tone changed drastically, and his words slowed down, "Come on, come with me, fly this way, do this again..."

Cheng Yan reacted immediately.That's Xiao Wei.

The last time Li Dongxing asked Lili to communicate with Yu Xiaoyu for him, he lost his temper once.Li Dongxing promised him that he would never call out other personalities as a means of empathizing with patients.However, at this moment, Cheng Yan looked at the children in front of him, one big and one small, but their souls were about the same age, and he suddenly didn't want to stop them so much.

Xiao Wei smiled happily, that smile was quite different from the expression when she was with him.He never knew that Xiaowei was willing to say so many words in one breath.Xiaowei taught Mao how to play the remote control plane, and many of the things he said were what Cheng Yan said back then.It's as if the roles have changed, and Xiao Wei has become an older brother himself.

After thinking about it, Cheng Yan knew that Li Dongxing must have never had any playmates of the same age when he was a child, let alone the opportunity to be an older brother.The plane that is usually so precious that even I am reluctant to play with it will take it out as soon as I say it, and I am willing to share it with another child.Xiao Wei must really like this little friend who just met not long ago.

"Plane, woo woo woo—green." Jiang Zhongmao held the plane, raised his arms and waved it back and forth, a smile appeared on Mumu's face, and by the way, he showed a missing front tooth.

Green plane.

Cheng Yan knew that the plane was white, and normal people knew it.He also knew that what Jiang Zhongmao was talking about probably wasn't the color of the plane's shell, but the little wind sound that others used to ignore when the remote-controlled plane flew by, and the wings scraped the air.That voice, in Jiang Zhongmao's eyes, was green.

People with autism have their own world in their hearts, which is difficult for ordinary people to step into.At the same time, this child who is a sensate not only has another world in his heart, but also a different world in his eyes, which is equivalent to casting a high wall.How lonely should Jiang Zhongmao live alone in this fortress?

The master Xuanzi in the eyes of this believer may not have the kind of magical power that his father expected far beyond the world, but he will still feel the loneliness of a high god.

But anyway, at this time he was playing happily with another child trapped in an adult's torso.Even if this pure happiness didn't last long, Cheng Yan couldn't bear to interrupt it.

Half an hour later, someone knocked on the glass window outside the office.

Lu Ping stood outside, followed by Wang Shasha.The woman completely lost the vigor she had during the day, her hair was in a bun, and her thin cheeks were pale, like half-fermented overnight steamed buns.She looked at her son with slightly wet eyes, and when she reached the door, she didn't dare to act rashly, she glanced carefully at Wang Shasha and Li Dongxing before she took a step.

Li Dongxing immediately stood up, as if he wanted to stand in front of Jiang Zhongmao and prevent the woman from taking him away.

The situation fell into a stalemate for a while.

"Mom, mom." No one expected that Jiang Zhongmao, who was silent and living in another world, suddenly jumped up.He put the airplane in his hand back into Li Dongxing's hand, ran up to Lu Ping, opened his arms, and hugged Lu Ping's leg.

Lu Ping bent down slowly, embraced her son with trembling hands, and squeezed out a sob like a sharp and hoarse stone scraping glass: "Ah Mao...Ah Mao, it's my mother who is sorry for you..."

Five minutes later, Jiang Zhongmao led his mother by the corner of his clothes and carried his small schoolbag. When he walked out the door, Jiang Zhongmao looked back at Li Dongxing.

Li Dongxing was still standing there in a daze. Seeing Amao looking at him, he tried his best to put a smile on his sad face.

Cheng Yan jumped up, raised his right hand, remembering that he couldn't move because of the plaster, so he changed his left hand and patted Li Dongxing's shoulder lightly.He originally wanted to comfort Xiaowei by saying "Brother Yan is still there", but when he looked up and saw that Wang Shasha hadn't left yet, and he wasn't sure if the younger brother had come back, he had no choice but to swallow the slightly nasty words.

"Uh, so, this is the end of the matter?" Wang Shasha clapped his hands, walked into the office and looked around, looking like he wanted to say something to break this subtle embarrassment, "We have educated our minds, Lu Ping promised not to cheat on her son again, and to treat the children well. The police will supervise her to return the money she has cheated. By the way, Brother Cheng, have you found someone there?"

Cheng Yan regained his senses, took his hand away from his junior brother's shoulder, and said, "Oh, I asked Mr. Tian Zhu to write the manuscript, and I will briefly introduce the scientific principles involved, and post it on the Internet later to ensure that no one will be fooled again. .”

Wang Shasha rubbed his hands and said, "Brother Cheng is still thoughtful. By the way, how did you find out about the synesthesia you mentioned on the phone, such a mysterious thing?"

Cheng Yan smiled and said, "Thanks to Mu Mu. I saw the painting in her hand, and felt that the color of the painting was very similar to mine, and it didn't seem like a mere coincidence. There is no need to draw so regularly. Then Dongxing, he said that when I was touching the crystal ball, Jiang Zhongmao was not looking at me. It means that he was observing me through other channels. Later I was in the room of Jiang’s house Seeing the headphones reminded me of the possibility of synaesthesia."

Wang Shasha's eyes straightened when he heard it: "It's amazing, it's amazing."

Cheng Yan shook his head, took his hard-wrapped arms and sat back on the seat, and said, "There's nothing magical about me, it's just a bit of knowledge you're not familiar with. If you can't prove it, no matter how wild your guesses are, they're just nothing. It’s just a guess. It’s all up to my junior brother to come up with a way to bring little friend Jiang out.”

Jiang Zhongmao, who is a liar, is also a victim in this case.Without Li Dongxing seeing Jiang Zhongmao's strangeness and guessing that the child is autistic, they would not have thought of threatening Lu Ping with child abuse.

Cheng Yan knew very well that most of the time, Li Dongxing could do what he couldn't.It's not just that Li Dongxing has a pair of more careful eyes that can see what he can't see, it's also because the younger brother has a softer heart.It was precisely because Li Dongxing cared about Jiang Zhongmao equally that he could notice that when the child was being deceived by his parents as a tool, he also suffered unimaginable pain.

Stopping Jiang Shangxian and Lu Ping will not only save the innocent people who were deceived, but also save Jiang Zhongmao.

Thinking about it this way, Li Dongxing is such a person, how could he be driven by the hatred of revenge for Lao Yu, and really take revenge on Jiang Shangxian viciously?

Cheng Yan muttered something in his heart, laughing that he really judged the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.

There are also pitiful things about hateful people. In the final analysis, that man is also a poor person who is driven crazy by the heavy reality.

Even a stingy person like him can not bear the grudge against Jiang Shangxian, the younger brother should not look down on him.

Cheng Yan said good things about Li Dongxing from the bottom of his heart, and Wang Shasha really opened his mouth, hesitatingly saying thank you to Li Dongxing.He made up his mind not to be old, put aside the grievances accumulated for more than ten years in the past, and take advantage of this case to bring his relationship with his sweetheart's natal family above the passing line.

Li Dongxing was quite flattered when he heard the kind words from Wang Shasha's mouth. For a while, he couldn't say anything other than "you're welcome", and he was afraid of disappointing Wang Shasha by treating him coldly, so he turned his head and looked at Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan smiled, wrapped his left arm around Wang Shasha's neck, and said in a low voice, "Officer Wang, our senior sister is in a bad mood recently, don't keep asking Xue Zhan to deliver things, she might not even accept them."

Wang Shasha said "ah", and the flowers blooming on Li Dongxing's face immediately withered.

Cheng Yan told him to turn his head further away from Li Dongxing, and said, "I heard that there is a new Italian dessert shop opened on South Street. If Police Officer Wang is not too busy, you can go and have afternoon tea." He touched Touching the phone, "I'll send you Mu Mu's latest class schedule later."

"Brother Cheng!" Wang Shasha yelled, tearfully grateful, and looked at Cheng Yan and his parents with tears in his eyes, "You are such a buddy, how can I thank you?"

Cheng Yan: "..."

What kind of gift can he ask for?A photo of Li Dongxing when he was in middle school?

This kid really can't read the air.

He purposely kept his voice down, not just to prevent Li Dongxing from knowing that he was just selling out his senior sister without hesitation.

Cheng Yan didn't really want to trouble Mu Mu, it's just that his impression of Wang Shasha has changed a lot in the past few days, thinking that Mu Mu must be in a bad mood recently, and he broke another arm. It is always a good thing who can take her to relax, maybe help her out of the quagmire.

Seeing Wang Shasha blushing with excitement and wanting to jump up and down, he began to doubt, with Mu Mu's heart, can he really fall in love with this little boy?From Cheng Yan's harsh eyes, comparing his teacher's temperament with Wang Shasha's is like nothing.

Anyway, he is responsible for pointing out the way, and everything after that depends on nature, so he can't control it.

Wang Shasha was finally willing to go out, put on half of the police cap, and suddenly turned around and said, "By the way, Brother Cheng, I have something else to tell you. We were thinking that the evidence was insufficient, and we were afraid that the Jiang and Lu couples could not be ruled by law. Now that guy Jiang Shangxian dares to do something to you, the crime of intentional injury is a certainty. Coincidentally, who would have thought that a weak man who looks like a strict wife would suddenly go crazy? It's a coincidence, it's not a coincidence, it's really wronged Brother Cheng."

"Yes, what a coincidence." Cheng Yan laughed dryly, and pushed Wang Shasha out with his left hand, "Goodbye."

He was thinking wrong, Wang Shasha's level is not called not being able to read the air, but clearly called a professional household with black eyes and screwed up.

Li Dongxing was bending over to pack the toys brought by Xiao Wei, but when he heard Wang Shasha's words, he stopped his hands.

Cheng Yan coughed lightly, shook his uninjured arm, and wanted to change the topic: "It's been a long day, let's go back too."

Li Dongxing grabbed him as he walked by.

"Brother, I wanted to ask you." Li Dongxing stared at Cheng Yan with dark eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was distress or blame, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Cheng Yan stiffened his mouth and said in a hilarious tone, "What is it on purpose?"

Li Dongxing pursed his lips, ignored Cheng Yan's signal that he didn't want to talk, and asked persistently: "You deliberately provoke Jiang Shangxian. He is a mentally dangerous person, and I have already reminded my brother."

Cheng Yan lowered his eyes, his smile faded, and he said dryly, "I forgot at the time."

"No, you haven't forgotten." Li Dongxing gripped his fingers even harder, as if trying to shake Cheng Yan's sanity back, "You figured out that he has been suppressed for a long time, and if he is stimulated, he will lose control. You just want to He hurt you so that the police would have a reason to punish him."

Cheng Yan said impatiently: "What are you talking about now? Wang Shasha has said it all, everyone is happy."

Li Dongxing was startled, and his voice was rarely raised: "What if? What if senior brother is injured more seriously than now, what if I... I didn't arrive in time?"

Cheng Yan will be seriously injured, and may even die.

"There are so many contingencies." Cheng Yan said calmly, pulling away Li Dongxing's hand, "Don't think too much."

Li Dongxing turned around, frowned lightly, clenched his hands into fists, as if he was suppressing something, and said to Cheng Yan's back after a few seconds: "Brother, don't you care about other people's feelings at all?"

Cheng Yan's footsteps stopped suddenly.

There was a thorn in his heart that grew up and went on a rampage, and it hurt even more than when he was kicked.

"Yes, I don't care. Didn't Mu Mu tell you? I'm just a cold-blooded pervert." He twitched the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and said, "I don't need others to care. Mind your own business, Leave me alone."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Li Dongxing, turned around, opened the door of the office with his left shoulder, and walked away like that.

☆, Eye of God ([-])

When Cheng Yan returned home, he didn't turn on the light, and sat alone in the dark living room for half an hour. Then, because he couldn't bear the headache, he had to jump up to find medicine.

He found the cabinet where the medicine box was in his memory, and searched it four or five times, but he didn't see the shadow of his medicine bottle.Several beads of sweat were lingering on his eyelids, and just after wiping off, they trickled down again, making the lenses white.The more he looked, the more upset he was, and he slapped the cabinet door, but he forgot that his right hand was still in plaster. His newly injured muscles and bones could not withstand the impact, and he almost cried out because of the pain.

The shoulder was connected to the chest, and the pain was excruciating, but he managed to divert the pain away from the part of the brain.Cheng Yan felt as if he had fought with himself and had lost the battle. He was in a mess and sat down against the cabinet door panting.

A few seconds later, he put his left hand on his forehead and suddenly laughed out loud.

"Cheng Yan, Cheng Yan, why don't you tell people to leave you alone?" He smiled and said to himself, "Look at what you have fallen into now, like a waste, have you left that person? Can't you survive?"

The rug under him was bought by Li Dongxing, as were the slippers, sofa cushions, reclining chairs, pots and pans in the kitchen, which one did not come from Li Dongxing?Every inch of this house was filled with that person's breath, and so was his life.Like a frog boiled in warm water, he was used to the presence of that person.Once he took off his armor and gave in, the influence of that person took root and sprouted in his heart, and if he wanted to pull it out again, he would inevitably bring out a large piece of flesh and blood.

The pain was excruciating, and Cheng Yan laughed. When he laughed, his breath kept colliding in his chest and trachea, and his whole body trembled.Every trembling seems to be actively facing the sharp knife against his forehead, making the pain hovering in his body deeper.

What are you afraid of?Cheng Yan thought to himself in a daze, the injured arm was too painful, so he threw away his right arm together with the arm.The head hurt too much, so he dug out the brain inside and threw it away.If it hurts too much to pretend to be that person, he can also dig out the bits and pieces about that person and throw them away.

Anyway, he was nobody and had nothing in the first place.

Cheng Yan couldn't remember how long he sat on the floor, it was so long that the pain became numb.When the door lock rang, he thought it was an illusion.

He thought the man would not come back.

"Don't turn on the light yet." As soon as Li Dongxing pushed the door open, he heard a hoarse voice from the floor, and his hand touching the ceiling light switch paused.

"Senior Brother?" He was a little startled, and he located Cheng Yan's figure on the floor, and hurriedly walked forward, "Is there something wrong with you? Do you want to go to the hospital again?"

The concern in his voice didn't fade in the slightest compared to before, as if Cheng Yan didn't say those ugly words to him at all.

Cheng Yan also woke up with a start and calmed down.This person hasn't left yet, what's the point of him crying like an abandoned woman?Thinking of this, he sat up straighter, wiped the sweat off his face, and said, "It's cool on the ground, so just sit for a while."

From Cheng Yan's tone, Li Dongxing keenly discerned that his senior's pretense skill was on the line again.He guessed where Cheng Yan was sitting, but he didn't intend to say anything, but went to Cheng Yan's room, took out the white medicine bottle with the label torn off from the bedside table, and walked into the kitchen. , poured a bowl of warm water and brought it to Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan took the two pills poured out by Li Dongxing with his left hand, put them in his mouth, drank half a bowl of water, and finally recovered.

Li Dongxing stood up and put the bowl and medicine bottle on the table. He still remembered Cheng Yan's order, and without turning on the overhead light, he turned on a small wall lamp installed next to the dining table.

The soft yellowish light hit Cheng Yan, but Cheng Yan still closed his eyes subconsciously.

Li Dong walked back in front of Cheng Yan, ignored the sofa half a meter away, and sat down on the floor together.He put his hands on his knees, glanced at Cheng Yan, lowered his head again, and whispered, "Senior brother, I was wrong."

Cheng Yan's eyelids twitched.

The kid preempted the words of apology again, and he swallowed the words he was brewing, feeling even more ashamed.

Li Dongxing went on to say: "I said that brother doesn't care about other people's feelings. This is not true. Even if brother doesn't talk about it often, I know that brother cares about us."

Cheng Yan really wanted to laugh at him, but you know that again?However, for some reason, he was so blocked in his heart that he insisted on not speaking.

Li Dongxing raised his eyes and said earnestly: "If it wasn't for Lao Yu, brother wouldn't rather ask Jiang Shangxian to pay the price for his own injury. Lao Yu is my friend, and brother has worked hard for him, yet I still say that, really Extremely excessive."