wife addiction

I didn't eat at noon, I woke up from hunger.

When I awoke, I was lying on a bed with maroon drapes that had been drawn back to give a view of the room.Due to the mahogany furniture and decoration, the room presents a black-red color, which makes people easily think of blood, but there is no bloody smell in this room, but a faint scent of flowers. Through the clear glass windows, I I saw a large forest outside.

I don't know where I am now, and I don't want to think about where it is. If I really meet some bad people, I can die justifiably, and then it's over, and I don't have to endure the torment of my conscience. So I closed my eyes again, Prepare to resign yourself to fate.

Soon, I heard the door open, someone came quietly, something was slowly placed on the bedside table next to me, followed by the sound of carefully moving the stool, and then everything was quiet.

— except, of course, for the faint rumble in my stomach.

I wanted to see what was going on, opened my eyes, and was startled.

The man in white in the forest was sitting by the bed, his face paler against the black and red tones in the room.

"hungry?"

He picked up the bowl on the bedside table, he seemed to be talking to me, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

I turned my head to one side, closed my eyes, and thought, starving to death might be a good relief.

Tears couldn't help but flow down, I can no longer owe others favors, I can't afford it.

For a long time, I couldn't hear a sound. I turned my head and saw that he was still holding the bowl, as if lost in thought, with no expression on his face.

Suddenly, a crazy idea flashed in my mind inexplicably, I immediately struggled to sit up, grabbed the bowl in his hand, and ate it with big mouthfuls. Cover your head and you will fall asleep.

If there is poison in the rice, wouldn't I be freed faster?

But I couldn't sleep, I had a bad cough.

I was coughing so hard that I heard him say, "Take some medicine, you are very ill."

He brought a large bowl of herbs and handed it to me. I sat up and took a sip without hesitation. The smell of the medicine almost made me vomit, but I insisted on finishing the medicine without leaving a drop.

I firmly believed that I would be free immediately, so I didn't think about anything anymore, and I didn't remember anything.

I don't know how long it took before I woke up again. My whole body felt much more relaxed, and my head didn't hurt anymore.

Are you free?

I looked around, disappointed to find that it was still the same house, and sighed deeply, knowing that I would have to face the harsh reality again.

The bright sunlight came in from the window, and the black and red room looked more elegant. I reached for the phone in my pocket, but couldn't find it.

"Did you forget to bring it?" I thought while touching other pockets.

"He can go back this afternoon, that's good, hang up."

At this time, the door opened, and he hurried in, handed me the phone, "You can go."

Inexplicably, I took the phone, got off the bed mechanically, and followed him down the mountain.

As soon as he reached the grove halfway up the mountain, he turned his head and said to me coldly: "You should know the road below, but don't come here again in the future."

This is the sentence again.

I glanced at him, nodded, and walked back in a daze.I feel like a rabbit being chased by hunters, there is no place for me in this world.

On the way back to school, I suddenly remembered that sentence. I quickly took out my mobile phone and looked at the call records. It turned out that the call was from the director of the teaching office.