The ivory tower has no autumn

Before Ji Huaizhi went to bed, Lin Zhiyuan brought her a cup of hot milk and said, "You are in a bad mood today, you will feel better after drinking a cup of hot milk."

"Ah."

This time, Ji Huaizhi slept very comfortably and had no dreams until the next morning, when she woke up the next morning, she saw a big 20 written on the TV wall with red paint, she couldn't figure it out, and froze on the spot.

The peaceful days are not too long, at least it can make her temporarily forget why she met Lin Zhiyuan. During her stay here, it was like a beautiful dream that was given to her. Breaking it into pieces made a hole, and someone had to remind her outside: "It's time to wake up from the dream."

Lin Zhiyuan, who woke up right after her, was standing behind her, but looking at the scarlet numbers on the TV wall, he had a completely different expression from hers.

"It's time to wake up from the dream." The tone was a little cold, but also somewhat expected.

Ji Huaizhi immediately checked all the doors and windows in the house, and found that they were all locked and there was no trace of damage. When she entered the studio, a bucket of paint was kicked to the ground, and a paintbrush was drowned in the half-dried paint. In, like a driftwood in the sea.

"Call the police!"

"and then?"

"Then?"

Lin Zhiyuan stared at Ji Huaizhi expressionlessly, there was a coldness in her eyes that she didn't bother to hide.

"They can't find anything because there is no surveillance or witnesses who saw someone break into the house."

Ji Huaizhi was speechless. What Lin Zhiyuan said was not unreasonable. It's not that she didn't call the police, but the police did not pay attention to the incident on the grounds that there was no evidence and no substantial harm was done in the previous investigations.

Then I have to say the last sentence: "Is it a mental illness with persecution paranoia?"

"Then you can't just let it go, can you?" Ji Huaizhi still felt that it would be better to live in another place.

Lin Zhiyuan said instead: "My principle is to solve the root of the problem, not to avoid it."

Every day after that, Ji Huaizhi always pretended to be asleep and wanted to catch her when the criminal came to commit the crime, but every time he waited and waited, he fell asleep, and after waking up, new numbers would always appear on the TV wall.

From 20 at the beginning, 19 was added the next day, then 18, and with each new day, the number became less and less.

Like a countdown.

On the fourth day, Ji Huaizhi pretended to be asleep, but no one came in after midnight.

"Sleep! You have to go to work tomorrow morning."

Lin Zhiyuan seemed a little abnormal about this, he didn't seem to care much about it, as if it was someone else's wall, and he wasn't the one being threatened.

Judging from the other party's attitude, although Ji Huaizhi is not a very competent policeman, she finally discovered Lin Zhiyuan's weirdness.

Every day, I get tired without knowing it, and then I fall asleep.

Every day, I slept well.

Every day, Lin Zhiyuan would prepare a cup of hot milk for her.

On the fifth night, Ji Huaizhi was sitting and watching TV. There was still mottled red paint on the wall of the TV. From the third day onwards, they stopped wiping it, because it was useless, and just let the numbers continue to add up.

Ji Huaizhi secretly placed a camera in the corner, but she didn't tell Lin Zhiyuan that she had some concerns.

Lin Zhiyuan was warming the milk in the kitchen. After warming up, she filled a glass. She held the milk, and the sound of her footsteps clattering on the floor made Ji Huaizhi feel creepy for the first time. Then she handed the milk to Ji Huaizhi .

Ji Huaizhi took it with a smile and said, "Thank you."

I thought it would be the same as usual, Lin Zhiyuan would watch her finish the drink, and then wash the cup for her, but her cell phone rang, Lin Zhiyuan answered the phone, and then walked into the study.

Ji Huaizhi quickly poured all the milk into the sink, turned on the tap and rinsed it off.

After Lin Zhiyuan finished talking on the phone, he came out and asked her with a look of surprise, "Have you finished drinking?"

"It's finished! Do you want to drink too?" Ji Huaizhi shook the cup up and down to wipe away the remaining water stains. She frowned, reached out to open the refrigerator, and muttered as she moved: "Do you want to drink?" Why don't you get some more, I'll make it for you now..."

Lin Zhiyuan reached out and pushed the refrigerator door back, and when Ji Huaizhi looked back at her, he kissed her. The tip of his tongue skillfully penetrated into the slightly opened gap. Ji Huaizhi took a deep breath, and then instinctively turned his head to respond to her.

When the breathing gradually became short, Lin Zhiyuan reluctantly parted from each other, and she said in a hoarse voice, "Don't bother, I'll drink yours as well."

"You..." Ji Huaizhi couldn't hold it anymore, that little spark seemed to be ignited.

"I'm going to sleep, you have to go to work tomorrow." Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand, leaving her with a back view.

"Huaizhi, good night."

Looking at the closed door, Ji Huaizhi felt mixed feelings, and the taste of milk in his mouth had disappeared.

Ji Huaizhi was lying on her bed. She opened her eyes and listened to the movement outside. After a long time, she heard footsteps, very soft. The sound was getting closer and closer to her. She quickly closed her eyes and calmed down. own breath.

Someone opened the door, and she came to her bed with the soft sound of soles of feet on the ground, and she could feel the other person's gaze.

She was staring at her.

She tried to calm herself down, pretending that she had fallen asleep, and after a long time, she left.

The sound of footsteps went outside, seeming to be heading towards the study.

Lin Zhiyuan usually walks silently, and it's not her who can walk with such fanfare and make noise.

So she lifted the quilt and quietly opened a crack in the door. Her bedroom is at the end of the corridor, next door is an empty guest room, and on the opposite side are the master bedroom, studio and study from inside to outside. I saw that the lights were on in the studio, and someone was humming a song, I don't know what they were doing.

After a long time, suddenly an unfriendly voice came.

"Grass!"

Lin Zhiyuan never swears, so the person who swears is not her.

I saw that person wearing Lin Zhiyuan's skin came out of the studio. She took a paintbrush in her hand, which was covered with red paint, and she walked towards the living room with a palette in the other hand.

Ji Huaizhi quietly closed the door and lay back on the bed, but she couldn't fall asleep anymore.

Now, she urgently needs Lin Zhiyuan's warm milk.

The next morning, Ji Huaizhi appeared in front of Lin Zhiyuan with dark circles under her eyes, and she could feel her frown slightly furrowed and then unfurled.

Lin Zhiyuan showed a concerned expression on his face, and asked, "Did you not sleep last night?"

"Slept, but I didn't sleep well, I had a nightmare."

She lied, she didn't sleep, and she was still awake until dawn.

"What kind of nightmare?" Lin Zhiyuan asked.

"I don't even remember that..."

"You really can't lie." Lin Zhiyuan's eyes were indifferent for a moment, and then softened again. She looked away, reached out and took a piece of bread from the table, put it into the toaster, and said: "Is it because I kissed so hard yesterday that you couldn't sleep?"

"Tsk! You need to show some face..." Ji Huaizhi pretended to stare at his toes, and said, "It's time to cut your nails."

She didn't dare to look at Lin Zhiyuan anymore, she was afraid of being exposed by the other party.

Fortunately, Lin Zhiyuan didn't bother her anymore, but walked into the study with the freshly baked bread in his mouth. Ji Huaizhi came to the living room, took back the camera, turned on her mobile phone, and watched the replay.

In the picture, Lin Zhiyuan walked into the picture with a paintbrush, her expression was not warm at all, even a little impatient, unlike the Lin Zhiyuan she usually saw.

It's very strange, but it has the feeling that Lin Zhiyuan should have.

Lin Zhiyuan took a paintbrush and wrote new numbers on the wall that was already covered with various numbers.

Looking at the surveillance screen, Ji Huaizhi couldn't help thinking of Wei Yun's words: "It's like there are two different people living in her body."

Footsteps sounded, Ji Huaizhi locked the phone, she saw Lin Zhiyuan appeared in sight, she frowned at the wall, she was still chewing the bread, she held the bread with one hand, I rubbed it with my fingertips, as if talking to myself, and said, "I don't know if I can wash it clean."

Suddenly she turned her head, stared at Ji Huaizhi and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ji Huaizhi replied a little stiffly: "Just... think about something."

Lin Zhiyuan nodded, stopped looking at the TV wall, swallowed the last bite of bread, turned around and went into the bathroom.

It wasn't until the bathroom door closed and the sound of water came from inside that Ji Huaizhi breathed a sigh of relief.

If it was normal, she would go up and question her with the video, but Lin Zhiyuan's expression just now seemed to be totally ignorant.

Lin Zhiyuan, are you sick?