From the mirror, it can be vaguely seen that a man with a good figure is wiping his upper body with a towel. Although the picture is not very real, it can be determined that the upper body is full of muscle lines.
His slender fingers rested on the bathroom doorknob. Before he could twist down and wait for the door to open, Chen Linong let go as if he had been stimulated.
He turned around and leaned against the cold wall behind him, sweating profusely. His hand tightly covered the position of his heart, and his body slowly slid down the wall. His butt sat on the watermarked floor, and his whole body curled up there.
Chen Linong closed his eyes, as if he was tolerating the pain from somewhere. He bit his lip and refused to make a sound. Blood flowed out from his lower lip, and the smell of blood permeated his entire mouth, and he didn't mean to let go.
It hurts... it hurts...
It was more painful than a knife inserted into his heart. His fingers were clasped on the floor, but it was tiles, and his fingernails were scratched with blood. A cold sweat fell to the ground, and his breathing began to tighten and uneasy.
chenlinongneixinDid this... begin?
He stood up again along the wall and looked at his pale face in front of the mirror, chuckling weakly and making a sound, but listening carefully was mixed with painful cries of grief...
Chen Linong, that's all you have! Isn't your body just a little sore? You are a man and there is nothing to be afraid of, remember to be strong! He kept cheering himself on.
When he came out of the hospital the day before yesterday, the answer on the test sheet jumped in front of him again. Chen Linong looked at the white paper in the air with scarlet eyes. In fact, it didn't exist in the first place. He wanted to reach out and grab it and tear it to shreds.
However, it was as if his strength had been taken away. He couldn't lift his arm. It hurts... it hurts...
I don't know how long it took, Chen Linong woke up from the ground, some golden eyelashes struggled a few times, and when he opened it, he looked blankly at the messy bedroom, with the toothbrush cups on the ground.
The pain came from his fingertips. He stretched out his hand and found that there were more or less blood stains between his fingernails. He put his hand tentatively to his heart again and felt its weak beating rhythm.
chenlinongIt's okay, okay...
Chen Linong sighed, stood up, leaned against the wall, reached to the door handle to open the bathroom door, but saw that the clock on the wall was already past ten o'clock. He remembered that he entered the bathroom after nine o'clock, and the first time He had an attack for an hour...
He grabbed the bathroom light. It seemed that the whole person was in a bad mood. He shuffled to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay on the bed. The colorful lights of the high-rise building outside the window projected into me, which made the room not so dark..
Chen Linong stared blankly at the ceiling, lying flat on the bed of the black series, something flashed in his eyes, flowed out, slipped hot on his neck, and wet a large piece of fabric under his pillow. He raised his hand to stroke the wet face.
I... It seems like I haven't seen my family for a long time, right?
It seems like... I haven't been home for a long time, right?
These strange questions lingered in Chen Linong's mind. He didn't know what he was thinking. The days passed like this, and there would always be an end...
