The next day, Xu Baichuan packed up a few clothes casually, and really went on a trip to the mountains and rivers as he had said in an excuse.
With something pressing on him, it was difficult for Xu Baichuan to enjoy the looseness of getting out of the reins as originally planned, and he couldn't enjoy playing to his heart's content. As long as he thought that he would have to see Tang Jin again, he had to pretend nothing had happened, and even Perhaps seeing Tang Jin's relieved smile when he heard that he was leaving, he couldn't take in the scenery in front of him no matter how rare it was.
This shows what? Never fall in love! Falling in love affects play!
If Xu Baichuan's alma mater invites him back to give a speech, he will definitely walk up to the rostrum in a suit and leather shoes. Tell them: Students, don't lend a helping hand to others casually!
Before Tang Jin rescued Xu Baichuan, he never knew that he had made several suicide plans, including cutting his wrists, taking sleeping pills, jumping off a building, jumping into a river/river/lake/sea...
Xu Baichuan was afraid of pain and tried his best to minimize the pain level.
He was the first to rule out sleeping pills. First of all, no doctor would prescribe a lethal dose of sleeping pills. It would take at least a year or so before he saved up one pill at a time. In addition, suicide by swallowing sleeping pills is not like dying peacefully in sleep as imagined, it is very painful. It's fine if you die, if you can't die, you have to repeat gastric lavage... pass.
Jumping into rivers, lakes and seas or hanging himself, they are all suffocated to death. He committed suicide in order to relieve himself, not to find guilt for himself. He passed this without even thinking about it.
He had tried cutting his wrists, but it was quite difficult to cut through the arteries. After several cuts, he grimaced in pain and had to pass.
Until he was locked in the basement, feeling hunger and thirst getting stronger and stronger bit by bit, Xu Baichuan gradually recovered from his boredom, he actually didn't want to die. Fear of pain is just an excuse for wanting to live no matter what.
At first he pinned his hopes on his parents, but after thinking about it, he thought he was quite funny. He gave up his fantasy and actively saved himself, and regarded the little iron ruler as his brother who fought side by side, trying to escape and ascend to heaven with the same patience as the Count of Monte Cristo who escaped from prison. As time passed, his hands shook more and more, and his heart became more desperate. His body tensed up to the extreme because of fear, as if a cold war could break his collarbone.
Tang Jin's appearance was undoubtedly like a divine soldier descending from the sky. He lived in his own home and took care of three meals a day... Although Tang Jin only wanted him to take care of all the group homework, Xu Baichuan was not a person who cared about motives. It will only count how much he got from others, whether it was thrown by others or not.
Xu Baichuan has been ignoring one point, Tang Jin never cared about how much he threw out, nor did he care about his unspoken but practical repayment.
There was a sudden chill on his legs, and he suddenly came back to his senses, only to see a young-looking mother pulling a four or five-year-old girl, the little girl was holding an empty cone in her hand, and her mouth was puckered twice , Want to cry or not, the grape-like eyes soon filled with tears.
The young mother hurriedly took out a tissue from her bag and wanted to squat down to help Xu Baichuan wipe it, but felt a little abrupt and apologized rather awkwardly: "Sorry, I was walking..."
Seeing that the ground had turned into a puddle of sticky pink liquid under the scorching sun, Xu Baichuan reacted, took the paper towel, did not wipe the melted mucus on his legs first, but squatted down two or three times and folded the paper towel into a The limp little fox handed it to the little girl and coaxed, "I'll see you off."
The little girl looked up at her mother, and after seeing her nodding, she sniffed, took the little fox over, stared intently at Xu Baichuan, and said softly, "Thank you."
At that moment Xu Baichuan really felt that his heart was about to be sweetened.
Everyone thought he was a vicious supporting role, but who knew that he had nowhere to put his tenderness
Seeing Xu Baichuan's preoccupation, the young mother apologized over and over again, handed over another tissue, and waited until Xu Baichuan wiped his calf clean before finishing.
Thanks to this little episode, Xu Baichuan was able to suppress the mess in his heart, and finally saw some color. On the spur of the moment, he simply visited all the surrounding Jiangnan towns, and when he returned to City H again, the one-month deadline came in a blink of an eye.
He got off the moving car, first went to the handicraft workshop to get back the baked handicrafts, then found a courier to send them to Tang Jin's house, and then returned to his apartment.
However, there was no one living in it for less than two weeks, and the house of more than 70 square meters was completely cold. Xu Baichuan stopped at the door for a moment, then threw the bag on the sofa, walked into the bedroom humming to himself, carried the bed that had not been used for a long time to the balcony to dry, and put the spoiled food in the refrigerator. Throw it away, and then order a bunch of cooking ingredients in the app.
Xu Baichuan specially ordered a lot of chili peppers. He loves spicy food and loves all kinds of spicy food, but Tang Jin is the legendary white tofu. He can drink several glasses of water after one mouthful of spicy food, sweating and hissing non-stop. During the few years he lived with Tang Jin, he never put chili in his dishes in order to cater to Tang Jin's taste. After accommodating Tang in this way for nearly seven years, his taste has not changed substantially. He still likes what he likes, and he still doesn't like what he doesn't like. Just like Tang Jin treated him and Song Yiyu.
Not long after the order was placed, the takeaway was delivered. Not long after he took the things into the kitchen, he received a call from Tang Jin.
When he saw the two words on the screen, Xu Baichuan panicked for a while, as if a fire was ignited, and his chest was so weak. When he came, it was true that the city was full of ups and downs. When he left, he just wanted to wave his sleeves without taking away a cloud. This was what he thought was the best way to leave the scene. But out of compensatory psychology, if Tang Jin wants to see another curtain call, he will accompany him to the end.
Xu Baichuan swiped his finger to the small phone on the right, and his voice was as usual, omitting the nonsense that Tang Jin hated, and asked directly: "What's the matter?"
Tang Jin's deep voice came from the receiver: "Have you played enough?"
His tone was rather strange, as if he was displeased, but he also seemed to be smiling... Xu Baichuan quickly drove this terrible thought out of his mind—when did Tang Jin call him not perfunctory, how could he? laugh