Maybe in the dark

Lin Qiao was really crying. Except when he was sleeping, he was crying almost all the time. It was hard for him to hold back when there were many people, but he could finally cry when he was alone.

"Would you like some hot water?" Jiang He said, "My heart aches for you being like this."

Lin Qiao stood in front of the mirror with a cup in his hand. The strange monster in the mirror had distorted facial features and an ugly expression. Lin Qiao tried to control the muscles on his face, trying to make himself cry a bit more decently. He suddenly found it very funny, and he couldn't help it. Laughed.

"It's so hard." He said.

Jiang He seemed a little angry. He locked the door, took out a white medicine bottle from his pocket, and poured all the pills into Lin Qiao's glass. The pills piled up at the bottom of the glass, releasing a lot of bubbles and gradually melting. And the residue is there, like tattered cotton wool.

"It won't be bitter if you drink it, okay?" He said, as if comforting a child who doesn't like to drink medicine. You are together, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

Tears flowed from Lin Qiao's nearly dry eye sockets, his chapped and pale lips moved, something broke, and he said, "Okay."

He raised his head and drank the liquid in the glass, it was the taste of hell.

Then Jiang He held his hand, talked to him softly, and put him to sleep. Lin Qiao lay on the bed and saw colorful clouds rushing towards him from all directions in his field of vision. In the scene, he heard the laughter of a child, very happy, just like the silver bell often described in the book.

He seemed to wonder if there was anything he hadn't done.

Kind of misses everyone who's ever been in his life.

He literally closed his eyes, at this moment Jiang He started screaming.

The devil began to settle his previous sins. The hot iron was stuffed into his mouth, his flesh burst, and he couldn't cry out. He felt his stomach was stretched, and the magma was pouring down his head, and his eyes were burned so painfully. I'm guilty, he thought, when will it be paid off.He has lived to this day, has been rich, poor, homeless, dependent, flattered, discriminated against, and he also understands that only the four words of peace and joy are the most difficult to find.

Dimly, he saw Zhao Qianmin trimming the quilt for him. "I'm sorry," he said, "I'm sorry Auntie." He didn't know if he had made a sound, but he twitched violently and vomited, his ribs squeezed the internal organs desperately, and a foul, foul black liquid flowed out of his mouth.

"Doctor, he should be able to go to school in a few weeks, right?" It was Zhao Qianmin's voice. "How many weeks? I want to recover for at least two or three years," the doctor said with a disdainful smile. "Children nowadays can't stand a little setback."

not like this!He struggled to get up, but felt his body swell.What the hell happened?He only remembered that he was sitting by the bed, with a bright white lamp above his head, and the light was shining in every corner, as if there was another himself standing under the lamp, crying and laughing while standing under the lamp...

He fainted again.

If there really is a god in heaven, he begs for forgiveness.

The medicine in the glass bottle fell drop by drop, and the cold, sticky snake crawled into his body along the catheter and swam around.

Lin Qiao was horrified to find that he was incontinent, and he felt despair creeping up from the bottom of his heart. He didn't know if he would become a cripple without the ability to take care of himself.When the nurse came to make the ward rounds, he even adjusted the quilt. He wanted to find something from that young face, such as ridicule, disgust or sympathy, but there was nothing. "You can tell us what's on your mind." said the girl.

Zhao Qianmin sat by the hospital bed with a cold face: "I called your mother and she said she was very disappointed in you." "Jiang He was scared to tears by you. He has studied abroad and will not contact you again." .”

As if the valve had been opened, Lin Qiao finally realized what happened on that terrible night. He clenched his fists tightly and cried weakly: "It was he who gave me the medicine! He clearly knew that I was abnormal, And induced me to drink the whole bottle of medicine!"

"People may think it's a cold medicine, but it's also a good intention. Don't blame others. Look at yourself. You don't look like a ghost or a ghost."

Then Lin Qiao found out, and no one would believe it.

The name Jiang He has a different feeling when I pronounce it now, and the usual longing and dependence seem to have not changed.

Zhao Qianmin gave Lin Qiao a one-year leave of absence from school. "You should have gone to a key university, you should think about it yourself," she said.However, Lin Qiao has degenerated into a lowly creature who can only howl and vomit. His memory is declining and he has a high fever.

Lin Qiao lived in Lin Jing's room. He talked to the wall, and sometimes beat the wall furiously, until his hands were bleeding. He couldn't concentrate on doing anything, and all his emotions and perceptions were messed up. .

"You should go out for a walk." Zhao Qianmin said.So he smashed the bowl angrily, kneeling on the ground and howling in pain like a desperate lion.

He smashed things like Lin Jing back then. One day he found that there were actually two rows of books on his sister’s bookshelf. Journal.

Lin Qiao watched carefully, he could only watch a small clip at a time, saw her hatred and understanding for her promiscuous mother, saw her growing up alone, and saw that she finally welcomed a partner, a cousin, with her Living together in the scary empty shop, seeing her keen on chasing stars and luxury goods and going to sex, she yearned for fatherly love especially, and developed a wonderful feeling for those men.

He also saw what she wrote, Jiang He gave me his father's contact information. His father always pesters his mother, which is not conducive to his smooth marriage into a wealthy family. At the end, he wrote enviously, rich people are really rich OK, three big exclamation marks are drawn in black pen.

Uncle Jiang, what Lin Jing once said, Uncle Jiang.

I want to tell my brother, my brother ignores me, I bullied him like that before, he is definitely not willing to help me, I actually don’t want to do anything, it’s good to have someone talk to me, my brother and Jiang He have such a good relationship, He certainly won't believe me.

Lin Jing wrote on the last page, I hope everyone is well.