On the way back, Qiong Cang was full of thoughts. She tilted her head to look at the shadows of the trees outside the window and said nothing.
He Jueyun knew that she was sorting out her thoughts, so she didn't bother.
He originally wanted to take Qiongcang to Sanyao Company for dinner, but when he was about to reach the nearby street, Qiongcang suddenly put his shoulders on him.
"Mr. He."
He Jueyun: "Huh?"
Qiong Cang said, "I'll invite you to dinner."
He Jueyun said speechlessly: "...How many times do you want to play the same routine?"
"it is true."
Qiong Cang said, "I will make braised pork, braised carp, braised all normal things.
Of course, you can also trust my learning ability and order freely. "
He Jueyun was suspicious: "Are you going to cook?"
"Yes."
Qiong Cang said solemnly, "I haven't thanked you for taking care of me all the time."
Transsexual.
The world is about to change.
The opportunity could not be missed, He Jueyun quickly turned around and said politely, "Then let's go to the supermarket first."
·
He Jueyun was probably really oppressed by the sky for so long that he had too unrealistic thoughts.
He bought a large carload of raw vegetables, carefully selected them, and brought them back to the car, stuffing them to the brim.
Qiongcang believes that the final destination of this batch of goods is taken by He Jueyun to the company for distribution as a benefit, otherwise they will rot pitifully in the refrigerator.
But He Jueyun didn't care and moved them into the house happily.
Qiongcang said that she needs a person to do her homework, because she doesn’t like being pointed at when she is working, which will not only limit her creativity, but also affect her performance.
He Jueyun expressed his understanding, and after preparing everything she needed, he walked leisurely to the living room to watch TV.
Qiong sorted out the things on the chopping board, picked up the kitchen knife and started to deal with the hen in front of him.
The knife at He Jueyun's house is very sharp, the blade slides directly into the meat, and even the chicken bones can be chopped.
She held the handle and cut along its frame.
She actually doesn't like cooking. This unskilled operation will always consume her too much time, and the taste of fast food is too bland. Between money and takeaway, she often has to make a compromise.
After getting to know Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling would cook for her. Even if she didn't have time to come, she would cook it in advance and seal it in the refrigerator for her, which also led to a cabinet of lunch boxes in her home.
However, the process of cooking slowed down her pace of life and inspired her to think a lot.
Like many people's inspiration is the toilet, she will come to the kitchen when she is confused.
Who is that person
He has done so many things and has been in contact with so many people, and he will definitely reveal clues.
In this era, it is impossible for people to completely eliminate the traces of their activities.
However, the clues he left behind were like mirror flowers, as if they could be caught, and when the tentacles touched it, they turned into phantoms.
He is not only familiar with Ding Xihua, Dong Ruyao and others, but also the sky.
Observing her behavior and targeting it without her even realizing it.
He may have thought about getting close to the sky, but because she was too withdrawn, he couldn't find an effective way.
So he retreated and asked others to pull Qiong into the game.
Before Jiang Ling came to her.
When she went to teach at A University.
or earlier.
This cognition made the sky horrified, as if a pair of eyes were watching her every move in a dark corner.
It was a gloomy feeling that made her back feel a chill.
He uses social software to contact Ding Xihua, and he has a meticulous grasp of the characters' psychology.
He followed Ding Xihua's persuasion, mixing his own thoughts among various neutral viewpoints.
He is good at education and often needs meetings, experiments...
Qiong Cang's pupils trembled, and his eyes fell on the faucet in front of him.
·
He Jueyun pricked up his ears, checking the progress of the sky from time to time.
At first, there was a normal chopping sound, but at the back, no movement could be heard.
He Jueyun understands her personality that likes to think, but she can't help but be a little worried after delaying for a long time.
He turned on the sound of the TV, held an empty water glass, and quietly walked over to check it.
He Jueyun walked to the outside of the restaurant, and pretended to look inward with a natural expression. As soon as he turned his eyes, he found that Qiong Cang was stunned in front of the chopping board, pressing the tiger's mouth on his left with his right hand, as if he did not move like a stone statue.
The kitchen knife was thrown aside by her, and the dark red blood was flowing from between her fingers. It had dripped red on the chopping board, but she didn't know how to deal with it.
"The firmament!"
He Jueyun was so frightened that he rushed over with a loud scream, grabbed her hand, took a clean towel from the hanging shelf, and pressed the wound.
"what are you doing!"
He Jueyun said angrily, "Are you stupid! Don't you hurt?"
He felt that the man's hand was shaking unnaturally, and the temperature of his fingertips was cold.
From the palm to the forearm, there were bloodstains flowing backwards, and she still looked unaware.
Qiong Cang opened his mouth and whispered, "I know, I know why there is such a strange feeling, because it's so familiar..."
She spoke at a faster and faster pace, barely pausing afterward.
"Have enough knowledge and a respectable social status.
Even when instilling values, it is easy to accept and not suspicious. In the course of the career, you can meet all kinds of observation goals with very different family conditions. You can have long-term contact with them for legitimate reasons without paying. Unaware of the control you are under…”
She took a deep breath and suddenly realized.
"It's a teacher, he should be a professor."
Qiong Cang said, "On the grounds of social observation experiments, we can properly contact different groups of people of all ages and observe their behavior patterns; we have enough social authority to assist the police in handling cases and participate in internal investigations as experts; know many systems My friends in China have the opportunity to ask a lot of information from them that has not been released to the public; I am familiar with people in the education industry and know where to find 'problem students'."
He Jueyun pressed her wound with a towel, and carefully rinsed off the blood stains on her arm with a stream of water.
Qiong said: "A senior psychology professor who has been teaching for many years, his students can be all over the world.
He can also get samples from students.
So he can find whatever he wants.
He doesn't have to go anywhere, a lot of people are his eyes and ears. "
She got excited and drew her hands.
He Jueyun tightened his fingers, grabbed her wrist, and said angrily, "Qinggong!"
Qiong Cang took a breath, looked at He Jueyun, and then slowly moved down to look at his hand.
Understand your situation with hindsight.
Seeing her innocent expression, He Jueyun was helpless and had no way of venting. In the end, he only sighed and said, "Be careful."
Qiong Cang said: "...Thank you."
He Jueyun said restrainedly, "Come with me and clean up the wound."
This time Qiong didn't resist and let him drag him to the living room.
He Jueyun dug out his medical kit from the cabinet and gave her a brief treatment.
The wound was a little deep, from the tiger's mouth to the palm of the hand, and Qiong didn't notice how it was injured.
However, the wound area is not large, and the knife is sharp, so it does not look hideous.
I don't know if He Jueyun's palm is too hot, or the wound is stinging, Qiong Cang's left hand is hot, and his sense of touch is more sensitive than ever.
By the time He Jueyun finished wrapping her bandages, her hands were almost numb.
He Jueyun packed his things and said solemnly, "I'll call a doctor to come and see if the wound needs to be sutured. If you feel pain, you can go for a drink."
As long as the sky still has a little vision, he can't say the word pain.
So she shook her head.
He Jueyun covered the box, endured it, but couldn't help but read to her: "Why are you so careless
You can't even think about your own safety. "
Qiong Cang said regretfully: "Yeah, I just found out."
He Jueyun: "..."
Qiong Cang apologized: "I'll invite you to dinner next time, but it's not allowed in reality."
"Farewell to you!"
He Jueyun was still afraid, and immediately refused.
So many times, he suspected Qiong of doing it on purpose.
This woman is really cruel to herself.
"Every time you say the word treat, it's not a good thing. Forget it in the future. I still prefer Sanyao's cafeteria."
He Jueyun completely lost his thoughts.
To let the sky eat is simply a change of fate, and there is a price to pay.
Qiongcang felt that it was related to his own integrity, and insisted: "Next time, definitely!"
He Jueyun shook his head: "No, no, no."
Qiong Cang said, "Don't be too polite."
He Jueyun's patience is always being trampled on by her: "Go and show me the kitchen now!"
Qiong shut up.
He Jueyun lost his temper, regained his gentleman appearance, and said, "You take a rest first, the doctor will come later.
If you are hungry, eat some fruit first.
I'm going to order takeout. "
Qiongcang thought that He Jueyun's happiness was gone, and sincerely apologized again: "I'm sorry."
He Jueyun: "It's fine."
He methodically called the doctor, ordered takeout, and rolled up his sleeves to clean up the mess in the kitchen.
The chicken with the blood of the sky was still lying on the chopping board, and its bones were split aside, and the whole scene was bloody and funny.
He Jueyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He wiped off a piece of chopping board with a towel, and when he returned to the living room, he found that Qiong had already slept.
She lay down on the sofa, her brows furrowed and her body curled up, looking uncomfortable.
Right now there is a faint blue and purple, and even the rest is not very stable.
He Jueyun squatted in front of her and watched for a while, confirming that she was really asleep, took the blanket to cover her, and pulled out her hand to avoid pinning it, then turned off the TV, and tiptoed to the study .
·
There was only one movable hand left in the sky, which was not enough for her to be artificial, which seriously affected her mood. After sitting on the sofa for a while, she felt tired and wanted to close her eyes for a while, but she didn't expect that her consciousness would soon become drowsy.
Probably under the influence of Ding Xihua, her dreams became bizarre, and she began to look back on her past life.
Those fragmented fragments, put together into a complete picture, reappeared in her mind.
In fact, her past has nothing to look back on, at least nothing to be happy about, and there are very few places to talk about it. She rummaged through her memory and couldn't find a funny thing to talk and laugh about.
Leave the family, change names, start over.
These three words can completely summarize her childhood.
From where I am now, those days didn't seem like a big deal.
Difficulties are not difficult, life is not embarrassing, no one bullies her, and she has not experienced the dark society described in CCTV news.
There are many people who want to lend a helping hand to her, but they are all rejected by her one by one.
The state has solved most of her problems, allowing her to reach adulthood and work smoothly, becoming a person who can take responsibility for herself.
However, for her young at that time, growing up was accompanied by an unbearable pain.
She wakes up every day, faces the unknown day in her sobriety, and uses time to force herself to accept reality.
She is too young, too young, and even the way she behaves is so childish.
It was her stubbornness to change her name, and she wanted to use it as a punishment for her mother and to distance herself from her forever.
Qi Kexu.
She hadn't thought of the name for a long time.
It's like she didn't expect that she could still clearly remember the old house she once lived in.
Her room was always dark in her memory, and it was raining outside the window, which constituted most of the time she lived with Qi Kexu.
Qi Kexu is not a good mother, or rather irresponsible.
After her husband died, she forgot how to take care of the children and often left Qiong at home alone.
She was afraid of the sky running around, so she locked the doors and windows.
Afraid of being seen by others, he pulled the curtains tightly.
Afraid that the sky would ask her questions that she couldn't answer, she used cold violence.
She is mentally unstable.
When angry, he yells at her hysterically.
When she was sad, she would hug her and cry.
When I was happy, I promised her that I would be a good mother, but it broke down in less than a day.
She had an endless pile of bad things about her, and these were the only accusations the firm could think of against her.
Qiong stared at the wooden floor in front of her, and under her gaze, dark red bloodstains gradually seeped out from the floor.
She looked at her weak self lying in the dark panting, calling out to that person with a blurred consciousness.
If the above faults can be forgiven, what she can never forgive is that after Qi Kexu beat her up, she disappeared completely.
Death is the most irresponsible thing to do.
At that time, Qiong Cang still remembered a story about Aladdin's magic lamp that she had heard halfway through. When she was half unconscious and half awake, she thought silently in her heart that if Qi Kexu could come back, she would make a big sacrifice, and all her faults would be forgiven.
However no.
She heard footsteps sound in the corridor and go away, none of them lead to her door.
The sky darkened, the furniture in the room had double images, and the excessive blood loss caused multiple hallucinations in front of her eyes.
It was not until the next morning, when Qi Kexu's body was found, that no one came to her house to find her.
However, she still looked forward to the sudden appearance of that beautiful woman and brought her home.
Or after she escaped home, she opened the door and saw the familiar figure.
Every day, she would crouch at the door, waiting for her to come back.
Even so, Qi Kexu still did not appear.
So she is called Qiong.
The sky is so high that it doesn't need anyone's company.
·
Qiong Cang felt like a cocoon, his body was terribly heavy, his hands and feet were bound by silk, and he couldn't move.
She struggled hard, in exchange for a more serious countermeasure.
Immediately after, He Jueyun's unique voice pulled her away from the boundless dream.
"She's cramping!"
Qiong's consciousness came back in an instant.
Another unfamiliar male voice said: "You let her go, she is hot!"
He Jueyun replied angrily: "Oh."
He let go of his hand, Qiong also gave up struggling and opened his eyes.
"woke up."
He Jueyun bent down, his slightly surprised face enlarged in front of her eyes, and he put the back of his hand on her forehead to test her body temperature.
"How about it
Where else do you feel uncomfortable? "
Qiong Cang's throat was dry, and he swallowed hard, feeling the residual liquid in his eye sockets slipping down.
He Jueyun lowered his eyes, squatted halfway at her line of sight, with a nervous look on his handsome face, gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, and comforted: "It's alright."
The doctor held a needle in his hand, bent down, and wanted to say hello to Qiong Cang, saying that he was going to do something, opened his mouth, and found that the name was a problem.
"Brother and sister..."
He Jueyun kicked him reflexively.
The doctor's footsteps were unsteady and he almost fell. He quickly put the needle in his hand away, and held the back of the chair to almost stabilize his body.
He Jueyun looked terrified and stared at him with wide eyes.
The doctor reprimanded: "What are you doing! If you stab someone's face, will you kill me or will I commit suicide
! "
He Jueyun: "...Why do you only have so many plays
Who made you talk nonsense? "
The doctor hummed: "I see that you are very beautiful in your heart."
He Jueyun exclaimed, "I said you almost got it!"
Qiong Cang thought, how can it be so noisy
The doctor rudely pushed He Jueyun away, took his place, and said to Qiong Cang: "One injection, it burns a little bit badly.
But it doesn't matter, just get a good night's sleep later.
don’t worry. "
He Jueyun said, "Can she understand what you told her so much
Been confused. "
Qiong Cang hoarsely said: "I didn't burn my brain."
The doctor smiled and said, "I'm smarter than him if my brain is burned out. It's fine."
He Jueyun's feet were about to move beside him, and he wanted to kick the opponent's ass.
The doctor raised the needle to warn, but he could only bear it through gnashing of teeth.
Qiongcang only remembered the scene before going to bed. She looked out the window and asked, "What time is it?"
He Jueyun: "It's eight o'clock."
Qiong Cang said in surprise: "Is it still dark?"
"...it's eight in the morning!"
He Jueyun said speechlessly, "You don't know how long you have been tossing."
Qiong Cang said in a trance: "I slept for a long time."
The doctor interjected: "It's not that I slept for a long time. It's been too long since I saw Lao He want to kneel down and sing conquest for you. It's a pity."
He Jueyun was said to have a dull face, glanced at the sky, and denied: "Who are you talking about
What a joke. "
Doctor: "Tsk tsk, you don't even know how to chase girls when the opportunity is in front of you. No wonder you're single."
The needle fluid is pushed in slowly.
After the doctor finished the injection, he stood up and said, "Let's eat something first, and pay more attention to rest recently."
Qiong said, "Thank you."
He put his bag on his back and said, "Okay, I'll go first, you two continue to hug and cry."
He Jueyun said indifferently, "Goodbye."
The doctor laughed and closed the door to leave.
There were two people left in the house, and it became too quiet.
Qiongcang propped up half of his body on his elbows, and He Jueyun helped her up and sat down beside her.
Qiong Cang's brain is numb, and he is still not back to his senses.
She tilted her head to look at He Jueyun and asked, "Did I cry when I fell asleep?"
He Jueyun hesitated and replied, "No."
"Did you really cry?"
Qiong Cang asked again, "How long have you been crying?"
He Jueyun: "A little while."
Qiongcang smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry, I'll trouble you again."
"It's nothing."
He Jueyun wrote blood and tears, "In the future, don't go near the kitchen again!"
Qiong: "That was just an accident."
He Jueyun: "Don't worry if it's an accident or not, anyway, don't go in the future!"
The sky reflected on himself and replied, "Oh."
He Jueyun finally calmed down and asked, "What's for breakfast?"
Qiong Cang felt that his mouth was bland and tasteless, and he had no appetite when he was too hungry, so he said, "I want to eat something with a stronger flavor.
Spicy crayfish or braised beef noodles. "
He Jueyun turned on his phone and said without changing his face, "Porridge with mustard or soy milk buns?"
Qiong Cang succumbed: "Porridge."
"I think too much."
He Jueyun muttered, "It's still spicy crayfish."
Qiong: "..." Why is this