He is sick, I am the medicine

Ning Xin didn't dare to take chances after seeing the note. He sat directly on the sofa. He is the editor in charge of the Suspense and Thriller Channel. With just one eyeball and one sentence, he can make up small horror theaters in his brain, not to mention It was Jiang Chaqing who encountered it. He was in a state of confusion at this moment. He took out the cigarette case from his pocket and lit one. The cigarette rod was held between his fingers, and the smoke from his mouth filled with a faint smell of tobacco.

Jiang Chaqing didn't speak either. The tense atmosphere became more and more unbearable as time passed. After a long time, Ning Xin finally made a decision. He took out his mobile phone and said in a hoarse voice, "Let the police intervene in the investigation."

Ning Xin's cell phone was taken away as soon as he dialed. Jiang Chaqing hung up the screen to connect to the cell phone in the call. His eyelids drooped slightly, and his tone was calm like the person involved. "It's useless to call the police. We don't know the other party's intentions."

"What are your plans?" Ning Xin's tone was a bit heavy. He also often learned that some radical book fans would send strange things to the author. He clearly checked the gifts this time, so why did Jiang Chaqing still receive such things? .

"He won't end like this," Jiang Chaqing's mouth curled up, revealing a slight curvature. He was clearly smiling but still couldn't soften his indifferent lines. "Just like the beginning of my writing, everything has just begun."

When Ning Xin saw Jiang Chaqing's half-smile, he knew that the other party was really angry, but that's right, it's not a pervert, who wants to receive such a thing?

Subconsciously, Ning Xin wanted to reach out and pat Jiang Chaqing on the shoulder to comfort him, but then remembered that the other party didn't like being touched, so he clenched his hands into fists and shrank back in mid-air, "I'm going to the set the day after tomorrow, I don't trust you. I will stay with you for two days."

Jiang Chaqing glanced at Ning Xin, and pretended not to be ignorant of the latter's subtle behavior just now. He had lived in Ning Xin's house for a while before.

Those were Jiang Chaqing's most desperate days.

His father passed away and his mother was hospitalized. At that time, Jiang Chaqing was still in high school, and the sudden feeling of the sky falling almost made him collapse. During that time, he sold the house for all the expenses of his mother's hospitalization, dropped out of school and went to do rough work on the construction site. Under the moon, the whole person is dark and thin, lifeless as if his soul has been sucked out, living in the dust like a walking dead.

Ning Xin was the one who witnessed that time and pulled Jiang Chaqing out of the abyss with his own hands. Not only did he persuade his family to take Jiang Chaqing in, he also paid for Jiang's mother's hospitalization after Jiang Chaqing resumed her studies. After graduating, he wanted to write articles, but he didn't know how to become the editor of that website, and signed Jiang Chaqing.

And Jiang Chaqing did not disappoint Ning Xin, now in the eyes of outsiders he is a male god writer, and his unbearable past seems to be buried deep in the soil with time.

Six years later, Ning Xin proposed to live in Jiang Chaqing as if nothing had happened. Jiang Chaqing understood that Ning Xin was worried about something happening to him, but this kind of concern was sweet and painful to him. His expression fell into a trance, and his lips moved. Dong seemed to want to say something, but in the end he gave a soft "hmm".

Jiang Chaqing couldn't refuse Ning Xin's request, just like Ning Xin had never refused his request.

"I'm going to buy some daily necessities before the supermarket closes. Do you need me to buy anything?" Ning Xin was obviously very happy. His raised eyebrows were as bright as the moon in Jiang Chaqing's eyes. He turned around and squatted on the ground to tie his shoelaces.

"Buy me some Pu'er tea." Jiang Chaqing looked at Ning Xin's back, his indifferent eyes were dyed with a layer of soft light by the lamp, which seemed to have a little more warmth, and when the latter turned his head, he seemed to disappear again, looking like The surface of the water without ripples.

"It's tea again... Uncle Jiang gave you a very suitable name." Ning Xin teased like a joke. He originally wanted to ease the atmosphere, but he quickly realized that he had said something wrong when he saw Jiang Chaqing's ugly face. Finally, he said dryly "Let's go" and opened the door to leave in a hurry.

The living room was quiet again. Jiang Chaqing got up and turned off the lights. The sliver of popularity brought by Ning Xin just now was instantly swallowed by the darkness. He stepped on the soft blanket with bare feet, and the shimmering light reflected from the window hit On his delicate side face, his pale as snow face has only a touch of bright red on his lips, which gave him an extra gorgeousness that caught people's hearts and souls.

When Jiang Chaqing walked to the balcony, he could still hear the soft chirping of crickets. He leaned his hands on the guardrail and looked up at the sky. At this time, there was no star accompanying the crescent moon, only the crescent moon hanging alone In the sky, the endless darkness is like a net, as if it will capture the crescent moon at any time.

Only at this time, Jiang Chaqing felt an inexplicable sense of belonging to her surroundings.

Jiang Chaqing looked down, and Ning Xin's figure quickly appeared in his sight, and the warmth in his eyes quickly faded away, he frowned, and focused more on walking side by side with Ning Xin. on the man.

Because his back was facing and he couldn't see his face, the man with slightly curly black hair looked a head taller than Ning Xin who was 1.8 meters tall. The light cast a huge shadow behind the man, the shadow of the man and Ning Xin was almost the same Together, it seems that they are about to attack at any time.

who's that person?

Jiang Chaqing felt inexplicably palpitated, and dialed the number from his pocket without even thinking about it. Ning Xin downstairs stopped to answer, and a familiar voice came from the phone, "Ginger, is there anything else you want?" I bought it?"

"Who is that man beside you?" Jiang Chaqing held the phone tightly with one hand, staring at the man. When Ning Xin stopped walking, the man also stopped. Seeing this, his breathing suddenly became heavy.

"How do you know?" Ning Xin was stunned for a moment, thinking that Jiang Chaqing had also come down, he turned around and looked around but saw no one, "We met in the elevator, it just so happens that he is your neighbor across the door , He happened to go to the supermarket too."

"I'm at the door?" Jiang Chaqing's pupils shrank, and the fingers holding the phone turned white from the force. He just received an eyeball and a note with an unknown meaning, which made his nerves tense to the extreme. Hearing Ning Xin say that Almost completely cold, he restrained the emotion of fear, but his lips were still trembling, and his voice, which had never fluctuated much, became sharp at this moment, "No one lives in the door opposite me for a long time, how could he live in the door opposite me!"

Ning Xin was also taken aback by Jiang Chaqing's words. Just as he was about to say something, the phone was snatched by the man. The man pursed his thin lips lightly, and the words he spit out were accompanied by a magnetic and deep voice like a piece of sweet music.

"Hello, Writer Jiang, I do live opposite your door, and I will be checking in today."

The man raised his head and caught Jiang Chaqing upstairs. Jiang Chaqing was stunned when he met those deep eyes. Let out an intoxicating smile.

Jiang Chaqing really doesn't go out very often, but he can be sure that he has never seen the man in front of him before. The man's handsome facial features can be seen by anyone and he will never forget it. The old couple who used to live opposite him have moved with their family. After leaving the country, he couldn't tell whether the man was telling the truth for a while, and the deep voice of the man on the phone interrupted his thoughts.

"My name is Jin Xun, please take care of me."