July 17, 2004, Saturday, in a psychological clinic.
Wen Yu put the two teacups on the table, and glanced at Ning Ning's pocket: "Aren't you going to pick it up?"
Since sitting here, the phone in Ning Ning's jacket pocket kept ringing, she pressed the phone off again, but said to him helplessly: "I'm one of my suitors, using suicide as an excuse to ask me to go see him. "
Wen Yu snorted: "Then are you going?"
"I don't want to go." Ningning sighed, got up and said, "But I have to go... Thank you for your chrysanthemum tea."
Ning Ning pushed open the door and walked out. About a minute later, a staff member knocked on the door with an electric kettle in his hand: "Doctor Wen, the tea is ready."
The guests are gone, just pour a cup of tea.
The tea was poured into a cup with a few golden petals mixed in it.
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows and looked in the direction where Ning Ning was leaving. It was strange, how did she know it was chrysanthemum tea
Of course Ning Ning knew.
Because this is the third time she has stepped into Wen Yu's office.
The first time she refused to answer the phone, the second time she refused to leave, but she drank chrysanthemum tea both times, and both times brought her back to the beginning.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xinai actually cares about this innocent young man, and she must answer his phone and see him.
"Hello." After exiting the door of the clinic, Ning Ning answered the phone and said helplessly, "Don't cry, I can't hear what you said."
"You haven't answered my phone." Li Shanzhu's voice was hoarse, "I thought you would ignore me again."
"Didn't I tell you yesterday that I'm not feeling well, so I went to the hospital for a minor operation." Ning Ning defended.
"Then why don't you tell me which hospital it is and don't let me go to see you?" Li Shanzhu asked, "You... Who did you ask to accompany you to the hospital?"
Ning Ning's heart suddenly burst, and he forced a smile: "Can't I go by myself?"
Li Shanzhu remained silent.
"...Okay." Ning Ning laughed at himself, "How could someone like me go to the hospital by myself."
Her most vulnerable and pitiful side has always been used to win men's sympathy. How could she hide her wounds and cry secretly
"...Where are you? I'll come to pick you up now." Li Shanzhu seemed unwilling to dwell on this question any more, and he began to ask the answer he most wanted to know.
"No, I'll take a taxi by myself..."
" Where are you
Ning Ning reluctantly reported the location of a restaurant.
Li Shanzhu took a taxi soon, got out of the car and rushed in front of Ning Ning, grabbed her wrist and walked back.
"Don't leave in such a hurry." Ning Ning felt that his current appearance was too wrong, and pulled his arm back, "It's so late, let's go back after dinner."
Li Shanzhu, who was walking in front, paused for a while, then turned his head slowly, his eyes were full of blue and black, trying to squeeze out a simple smile as usual: "Didn't you say that you want to eat the food I made, come back with me, I will cook it for you. you eat."
Li Shanzhu's craftsmanship is very good.
Not long after the two returned home, the aroma of the fish head pot wafted out of the kitchen, accompanied by Li Shanzhu's sentence: "How many peppers do you want to put?"
"... Just leave it alone." Ning Ning replied casually.
The sound of chopping chopping quickly sounded, the very ordinary sound of chopping vegetables, placed at this time, placed here, but made Ning Ning inexplicably horrified.
When the last fish head was on the table, Ning Ning glanced at the six dishes and one soup on the table, then raised his head and stared at Li Shanzhu opposite.
He wore a floral apron around him, which looked a little cute. He used chopsticks to pick up a piece of snow-white fish meat and handed it to Ning Ning's mouth: "Sister Ai, try my craftsmanship."
Although Ning Ning had already had a hunch, when her stomach really hurt, she was still surprised and angry.
"...Why did you do this?" She clutched her stomach and broke into a cold sweat. "Why did you poison the dish?"
"Because I know." Li Shanzhu walked over slowly, carefully wiping the sweat on her face with a napkin, "No matter how delicious I cook, you will never agree to be my girlfriend."
Ning Ning began to vomit blood.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Li Shanzhu wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with a napkin and smiled happily, "I will eat it too, and I will be with you soon."
"No, I don't need you to accompany..." Ning Ning spat out another mouthful of blood, "Actually, I'm a traveler..."
The character set collapsed and returned to the beginning.
After coming out of the psychological clinic, he was taken home by Li Shanzhu, and the fish head pot was put on the table again.
Ning Ning sighed, instead of eating the fish handed over by the other party, she looked at him tenderly: "I promise to be your girlfriend."
The chopsticks trembled, and the fish meat caught on it fell off.
Ning Ning got up and walked towards him, gently hugging him in his arms.
"Actually, even if you give me hot pepper strips for this meal, I will promise you." She tenderly said, "What matters is not what you eat for this meal, but who cooks this meal for me, you Do you see what I mean?"
"...Sister Ai." Li Shanzhu buried his face on her shoulder and called softly.
Something was inserted into Ning Ning's stomach and quickly pulled out.
Ning Ning lowered her head and saw that her stomach was like a faucet, and blood was pouring out continuously. The blood-stained knife was in Li Shanzhu's hand. dyed red.
"You... why did you kill me?" Ning Ning asked him in disbelief, "I promised... to be your girlfriend."
"Because I know that you lied to me." Li Shanzhu looked at her tenderly and sadly, "Just like you lied to my brother, brother Hai, and Xiao Ke..."
He reversed the knife in his hand and inserted the knife into his stomach. Instead of pulling the knife out, he just opened his arms and hugged Ning Ning. The handle of the knife was placed on Ning Ning's stomach. Deeper in the belly.
"But even so, I still want to be deceived by you." Li Shanzhu hugged Ning Ning tightly, choked with tears, "Say that you like me, please, Xiao Ai, you lied to me. Me..."
"...Tricksters don't want to harm me!"
The character set collapsed and returned to the beginning.
After coming out of the psychological clinic, Ning Ning refused to go with Li Shanzhu this time.
"I still feel a little uncomfortable." Ning Ning kept a distance from him vigilantly, "I just called the doctor and he told me to go back to the hospital for a review."
Li Shanzhu lowered his head in disappointment, and his slightly long bangs covered his expression: "...That's it."
"Sorry." Ning Ning looked down at his watch, pretending to be anxious, "The appointed time is coming, I'll take a step first."
She only took a few steps when a figure rushed out from behind her and hugged her fiercely. The two of them fell into the main road at the same time, and fell towards the bus speeding in the middle of the road...
"The heart stopped beating."
"Prepare the defibrillator, charge it, 200J."
"Okay, get out of the way!"
Ning Ning slowly opened her eyes, the dazzling light before her eyes dazzled her, and it took a long time before she asked weakly, "What time is it now?"
The doctors and nurses continued to be busy, and one of the nurses replied to her during their busy schedule: "You will be fine, don't worry."
"Now... what time is it?" Ningning asked again, "Is it past the weekend?"
"Not yet," the nurse said. "It's Saturday night, it's almost eight o'clock."
This answer almost took all the strength out of Ning Ning's body, and her vision became blurred again.
She is still alive, what about Li Shanzhu? The two of them were hit together, not only by the bus, but also by another car. At that moment, Ning Ning felt like a piece of meat on a chopping board, being smashed into mud by a knife at a very slow speed.
"No, my heart is going to stop again."
"Let me see… "
Not only did her vision become blurred, but the doctor's voice was getting further and further away from her.
Just kidding, how could she die today and before the weekend? Ning Ning struggled to open her mouth, exhausted her last strength, and said to the doctors and nurses around her, "I'm not Zhang Xinai, I'm Ning Ning..."
The character set collapsed and returned to the beginning.
Negotiation after negotiation, death after death, and once in the middle, Ning Ning called the police with his mobile phone while he was still cooking in the kitchen. Liquefaction tank.
This time, Ning Ning almost died.
After relying on the phrase "Trump is king in 2017", Ning Ning held a fruit knife and stared at Li Shanzhu in front of him.
Li Shanzhu came out of the kitchen with the fish head pot in hand, stunned, and asked her with a smile, "Sister Ai, are you going to kill me?"
The fish head pot was gently placed on the table by him, and it made a soft sound, which somehow reminded Ning Ning of the moment when the liquefaction tank in the kitchen exploded. The knife was raised, and the fruit knife was aimed at Li Shanzhu.
"...Sister Ai." After a moment of silence, Li Shanzhu took a step towards her, "Your hands are shaking so badly."
"Don't come here!" Ning Ning shouted, and the hand holding the fruit knife was shaking.
Is it fear, fear, or hesitation
"... Do I have no other choice?" She didn't know whether she was asking him or herself, "If I don't kill you, I will die?"
But why should she replace Zhang Xinai as a murderer
"... Can't you just give up?" Ning Ning had forgotten how many times she had said this, and said in a softer, more pitiful, and more pleading voice than before, "Do you have to kill me?"
"Except death..." Li Shanzhu slowly took out a kitchen knife and smiled at her, "There is no other way for us to be together."
July 17, 2004, Saturday, in a psychological clinic.
Wen Yu put the two teacups on the table, and glanced at Ning Ning's pocket: "Aren't you going to pick it up?"
Since sitting here, the phone in Ning Ning's jacket pocket kept ringing. She didn't turn off the phone, but she didn't answer it either. An electric kettle: "Doctor Wen, the tea is ready."
Wen Yu poured the tea into the cup in front of her.
The fragrance of tea is curling, and a few golden petals are turning on the water.
"Three hundred and sixty-two."
What? Wen Yu looked up at Ning Ning.
Ning Ning looked down at the teacup in front of him, his eyes blank: "This is the 362nd cup of chrysanthemum tea I drank with you."
Anything repeated for too long can get tiresome, numb, manic, collapse, and eventually explode or die.
Ning Ning slowly picked up the cup of chrysanthemum tea. Before drinking it, she only smelled it, then turned her head and retched.
Her reaction was so violent that it made Wen Yu suspect that her tea was poisonous, or that she had a chrysanthemum allergy.
"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang, come here." He hurriedly called the staff, removed the teapot and cups from the table, and opened the window for ventilation.
Ten minutes later, Ning Ning finally regained his breath.
"Are you okay?" Wen Yu asked her from the side, with suspicion and suspicion in her eyes.
After thinking about it carefully, most of the scenes on the rooftop were acting, but what about now? Are you acting again? Do you want to pretend to be sick to win his sympathy
Ning Ning lay on the armrest of the sofa and slowly raised her head to look at him, her eyes were strange, painful and guilty, and even a feeling that was difficult to describe in words, a feeling like a flower under a stone, breaking out of the ground. , Small, obscure, suddenly, struggling.
"I can't last a day like this." She looked at Wen Yu in confusion, "How did he... how did he survive these 27 years?"
The lens gradually moves away.
In the movie of life, her confused face is reflected on the big screen, in the eyes of the only audience.
Shi Zhongtang sat in the audience, the jade mask covered his facial features and his expression at the moment, only the white light fell from the screen, illuminating the mask.
But beside him, it was dark and messy.
The carved chair he is sitting on is about the only complete chair left in the Cinema of Life. The dilapidated cinema is therefore even more dilapidated.
Screams, sticks crossed, and weeping came and went, but Shi Zhongtang didn't care, he was completely fascinated by the movie in front of him and the people in the movie. He stared at the screen motionlessly, waiting for her next line.
"Twenty-seven years? Who are you talking about?"
"Your brother, Shi Zhongtang."