My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle - Chapter 142
142: I teach you how to kiss
Chapter 142 I will teach you how to kiss
“Am I sick?”
Yeah, he was ill and very sick. He kept sleeping and talking. Seeking him all day and night, it seemed that he was abandoned by the world, and there was only one teenager in her world.
“Shi Jin.”
“Ok.”
“Shi Jin.”
“Ok.”
Wherever he went, she followed wherever he went, and kept calling her, tirelessly.
“Shi Jin.”
“I’m here.”
“Shi Jin, where have you been?”
“Shi Jin, why did you come back?”
“Shi Jin, don’t you go, okay?”
Because she only talked to him, when he was at home, she would gossip, and follow her with inexhaustible questions and uneasiness.
Autumn will pass, and the begonias behind the small building have not yet been thanked. The flowering period of that year seems to be particularly long. There is a window in the attic. When you look up to see the starry sky, you can see a bunch of red pink begonia flowers.
She was sitting there looking at the sky, he was sitting beside her, behind them were their shadows, the girl’s thin back, and the hand he swept over her shoulder.
She suddenly asked, “Are you annoying me?”
Because he was absent during the day, she did not speak all day and her voice was hoarse.
Shi Jin shook his head: “No.”
She asked again: “Will you drive me away?”
“will not.”
“You will,” she looked at him sideways, a little hesitant and a little flustered, “Will you not want me?”
He shook his head: “No.”
The young man’s voice was nice, the words were round, simple and firm.
She asked: “Why?”
Shi Jin hooked his lips and seemed to smile: “Sheng Sheng, I thought you knew.”
“Know what?” Because of curiosity, she looked at him when she looked at him, no longer so dull.
He looked at her too, and there were tiny, broken shadows in his splashed eyes, like stars outside the attic, saying to her word by word: “Sheng Sheng, I like you.”
She froze for a long time and smiled.
That was the first time after her mother died, she laughed and cried with a smile.
“Shi Jin, I’m not good.”
“I’m not good at all.”
She blushed and cried all the time: “I killed someone, I killed my closest person …”
She choked and repeated again and again, her body trembling.
“Sheng Sheng.”
He approached her and kissed the tears on her face.
Her body froze and looked up at him, the tears in her eyes condensed into light, reflecting his shadow, a beautiful boy with white lips and red teeth, like a precious little son.
He knelt in front of her, his hands on the ground, and put her into his arms.
“You don’t have to be very good.” His lips were cold, and he kissed her eyes softly, and he said, “Because I am also a bad person.”
He said: “So, our life is destined to be together.”
At that time, they had only met for three months. When they met, they were the most beautiful lush years. At that time, they were young, thinking that the world and each other would be very good. When I met my favorite person, I lost my best self.
Since then, he always said he was a bad guy.
She asked him why someone was guarding the door.
He said he was a bad guy and there were many enemies.
She asked him why there was a gun under the pillow.
He said, “Because I am a bad person.”
One day, she heard the sound of knocking and beating downstairs, it turned out that Shi Jin was nailing the window, all nailed tightly, and no light could penetrate.
She asked him: “Why nail all the windows?”
“There are a lot of bad guys out there. I want to hide you.” He came down from the high stool and walked in front of her. “I’m a bad guy too.”
She shook her head: “You’re not.” She looked at Shi Jin, earnestly and seriously, with looming light and shadow in her dim and gloomy eyes. She said, “You are my favorite person.”
“Boom.”
The hammer hit the ground.
Shi Jin froze for a long time, and then stuttered: “Sheng Sheng, say it again.”
She looked at him without speaking.
He begged and said, “Say it again?”
She still didn’t speak, stood for a while, and looked up.
The eighteen-year-old was already very tall. She only reached his shoulders, and then she stepped on the high stool, a little higher than him, lowering her head to kiss his lips.
“Shi Jin, I like you so much.”
When she was finished, she bent over and pressed her lips to his lips, slightly cool and soft.
She had n’t kissed anyone else, did n’t know what to do, she just stuck so close and did n’t move away, a little hard, and gnawed her teeth.
Shi Jin raised her hand and pulled her back slightly.
She frowned.
He smiled, the bracelet on her waist, she was very thin, so thin that he did not dare to use force, fearing that it would break if accidentally heavy.
“Sheng Sheng,”
Shi Jin asked, “I will teach you how to kiss?”
She nodded and said yes.
Then he kissed her hard.
The eighteen-year-old, sixteen-year-old girl, a green but fiery first kiss. At that time, autumn was over, and the begonia outside the house thanked him. He taught her to kiss and taught her to live. In this gray world, humble But stubbornly alive.
In the vicissitudes of life, eight years have changed.
The light in front of the door of the small building was gray. It is now the late winter of December. The begonias are not on, and only a few sparse leaves are hanging on the branches.
They sat on the stone steps in front of the door and said many, many things, one by one, scene by scene, he told her almost everything, but deliberately concealed all the minutiae of the murder case, about her mother , Her father, he never mentioned it, that was Shi Jin’s last bottom line.
“You don’t talk to other people, don’t walk out of the building, only me, and you are the only one around you.” Shi Jin’s voice was hoarse and he said a lot, “If I’m not here, you won’t say a word all day.”
Jiang Jiushengan listened to him quietly, her eyes were red, and when she cried somehow, the wind dried her tears. She buried her face in his chest and prevented him from seeing her hot eyes.
“All the windows are closed, only one window is left in the attic. If I do n’t come back, you will sit there and wait for me, not sleep, and wait all the time. At the beginning, you are just afraid of people. Later, you are even in the attic. Not down. ”
Shi Jin put her coat on her: “I thought about finding you a psychologist, but I gave up.”
She looked up and looked at him.
In the quiet night, his voice was very low, and every word was heavy.
Shi Jin said, “I’m afraid you will be cured, and you’ll leave.” The hands around her waist tightened and tightened, and he hid her in his arms, lying on her shoulders, like murmuring, “I thought, just like this forever, hiding forever, just getting old together and dying together.”
Jiang Jiusheng asked, “What about later?”
Shi Jin paused for a long time and said, “Later I found out that I was also sick.”
At that time, they had lived in the small building for a month. Soon after he took over the Qin family, he was sometimes very busy. When he was not in the small building, she would sit in the attic and wait for him.
Hearing footsteps on the stairs, she turned back immediately: “You are back.”
He walked over, picked her up, and put it on the recliner: “Baby, don’t sit there and wait, it will catch cold.”
Shi Jin sometimes calls her baby, like her mother, intimate and gentle. He said that because she no longer has a loved one, she should hurt her more.
She is funny, he is also a teenager, old-fashioned.
“I have nothing to do without waiting for you.” She suddenly asked him, “Shi Jin, shall we raise a dog?”
He thought about it and agreed with her: “Okay.”
Her gray eyes brightened a little.
“What breed do you like?”
She quickly answered, “Bomei, I like Bomei.”
After a few days, he came back with a Pomeranian, white, still small, and very cute. Shengsheng liked the dog very much, and named him Bomei Jiang.
At the beginning, Jiang Bomei was very obedient and docile, but later, probably because he was kept in a small building for a long time, there was no sunshine and no one, and he became irritable.
Until, the Pomeranian bit her, biting the back of her hand bloody.
She was not in good health. After depression, she was still anorexic and had poor immunity. The wound became infected and she had been sick for several days. She had been in a trance.
When she was sober, she could no longer find the dog, and she was the only one in the attic, quietly.
She asked him: “Shi Jin, what about Bomei?” She stood at the stairs and looked downstairs. “Why didn’t I see it?”
He was silent for a while and told her: “It’s dead.”
She guessed that the days when she was sick, Shi Jin was in a bad mood and was very manic. One night, she woke up dizzy and saw that he was standing in front of her bed, her pupils were red, like blood color, he probably Afraid to scare her and try to suppress her emotions, but she still saw the shadow and violent in his eyes, she didn’t know before, Shi Jin got angry, as if to destroy the world.
She tentatively asked again, “Did you kill it?”
Shi Jin did not deny: “It bit you.”
She never asked again after that. She had been dreaming that night, dreaming of a lot of blood, dreaming of Wen Jia’s flower room, and father and mother lying on the ground covered with blood …
Later, Qin Mingli’s man broke into the small building and saw her face. He fired a shot and hit the man’s leg with blood all over the floor.
She heard the cry for help, and was very afraid, but she walked forward to him step by step.
“Can we not kill?”
“No.” His muzzle was already aimed at the man’s head, and his fingertips were on the trigger. He couldn’t help saying, “Sheng Sheng, he saw your face and must die.”
“Shi Jin.”
She reached out and took his hand, shaking her body: “I’m scared.”
“Don’t kill anyone.”
“Don’t be like me.”
He raised his hand, covering her eyes, and pulled the trigger with his finger.
“boom!”
Shi Jin’s marksmanship is very good, fast, and accurate. After twelve years old, no one in the Qin family could compare with him, but that shot was wrong.
He didn’t kill the man because she kept crying.
Yeah, she was only 16 years old, and she was supposed to live in the ivory tower, but she followed him through the storm.
She didn’t blame him. She just dreamed a lot. She fell asleep and fell asleep. She cried and hugged him. She shivered. He panicked and kept coaxing her and admitting mistakes.
“Sheng Sheng, don’t be afraid.”
“I will not.”
“I listen to you and never make mistakes again.”
“Don’t you cry, okay?”
“I don’t hurt people, I don’t hurt people anymore …”
She cried and called him: “Shi Jin.”
“I am, I am.”
He knelt in front of her knees and looked up at her.
She said nothing, weeping, rubbing his hands over and over again, she said, there was a lot of blood …
Without blood, he had washed it long ago.
Since then, she has often experienced hallucinations, a mid-term symptom of depression.
Shi Jin did not dare to tell her that his hands had already been stained with blood. So many people who wanted to break into this small building, except for the one she pleaded with, all the rest was dead or injured. He even doubted it out of thin air. He always felt that the people in this house wanted to harm her. He wanted to kill them all, like hiding her in a place where no one was. It was crazy and extreme.
The psychologist said that this is the initial symptom of paranoid personality disorder. If it is not controlled, there will be emotional control disorder and even manic violence in the future.
The doctor prescribed a lot of medicine to him, and he threw it all away. He could n’t remember when he became addicted to smoking, smoking the strongest cigarette, and smoking like hell.
“Why smoke?”
The night was quiet and the girl’s hoarse voice was behind her.
He turned back, too late to extinguish the smoke at his fingertips, and he did not hide. He held the cigarette in one hand and hugged her with the other hand. She was too thin and her waist was so thin that she could wrap around with one hand and said, ” No reason.”
She tilted her head and looked at him: “Shi Jin, I didn’t like other people’s smoking before, but the way you smoke looks good.”
“Then I will only smoke in front of you.”
She nodded and looked up to see him smoking.
Eighteen-year-old Shi Jin, the facial features are already very delicate, his eyebrows are three-dimensional, and they are not beautiful, his eyes are very dark, dark ink color without any impurities, when smoking, he will slightly squint, the smoke is hazy Eye pupil, added some blur, like a demon.
She asked Shi Shijin if she was a heavy smoker.
He shook his head and said no.
But she saw the cigarette butts in the ashtray and filled it quickly.
When she woke up that day, Shi Jin was not around, and he smoked in front of the attic window.
“Does it taste good?” She walked over.
He shook his head: “It’s bitter and astringent.”
“Try it for me.”
She lay on his back to grab his cigarette. He smiled and evaded, holding her to coax: “Sheng Sheng, don’t touch it, it’s bad for your health.”
She leaned her chin: “Why do you smoke?”
“Don’t you say that I smoke beautifully?” He twisted the cigarette **** out of the smoke ring and then leaned over to kiss her.
Indeed, it was bitter and astringent, and it was choking.
She did not hide, opened her mouth obediently, and entangled with him in kisses,
“Shi Jin.”
“Ok.”
“Quit, I don’t like the smell of cigarettes.” She was afraid that he would be sick, and it would be bad to smoke too much.
“it is good.”
At that time, Shi Jin, in charge of the Qin family, was killed and killed, and no one could put his beak.
He said: “Sheng Sheng, I only listen to you.”
Paranoid.
What about, he was willing.
The moon in the sky is round and the figures are in pairs.
Jiang Jiusheng looked up, and Moonlight and Shi Jin reflected into his eyes: “So, are you suffering from paranoia because of me?”
Shi Jin shook his head: “Not exactly.”
She knew nothing.
He rubbed her hand, a little cold, and held it in the clothesline: “Sheng Sheng, remember if I told you that Qin Xing chose me when I was eight years old.”
“remember.”
“Because I don’t blink in killing people.” Shi Jin paused for Xu Yu. “When I first shot, I was only eight years old. The man was the murderer who killed my mother. I shot him two times and almost took it. His life, that was the first time I got out of control. I had nothing in my mind except killing people. ”
She was surprised.
Shi Jin just rubbed her frown, and her tone was calm as if to say an ordinary thing: “It should have been the cause since then.”
“Did your mother die by accident?” She remembered that Shi Jin had said that her mother had taken an accident when she fled him. She thought it was accidental.
Shi Jin shook her head: “She was ordered to be executed by Qin Xing.” Originally, she didn’t want to tell her that the water of Qin’s family was too dirty, he didn’t want her to know too much.
“Why?” She was angry.
“Because Qin Xing doesn’t like disobedient people.” Shi Jin doesn’t have any mood swings, but his voice is cool, and there are some lingering, “The Qin family is a place to eat people. My mother took me away many times. Qin Xing was angered by sending it out. ”
Shi Jin had thought before that if he hadn’t met Jiang Jiusheng, he would have become someone like Qin Xing. He had no blood and no flesh, lived indifferently, and had been fighting and killing all his life.
Xu Qingbo once asked him why he was Jiang Jiusheng and why he liked it so much. Around him, there was no lack of good opposite **** with skin bladders, and there was no lack of good character. No one else could, but Jiang Jiusheng.
He also didn’t have an answer, just remember that when he saw her for the first time, his hands that wouldn’t shake with a gun to kill people actually sweated.
Shi Jin hugged her tightly and continued: “They still want to harm you, not only the two wives of Qin Mingli and Qin’s family, but also Qin Xing, all staring at Xiaolou, then I knew that I had to bring You left the Qin family. ”
He said, “But one step late.”
Jiang Jiusheng’s eyebrows twisted hard.
She ca n’t remember, she has forgotten the things that were memorable, and the people who do n’t forget, but even if they ca n’t remember at all, when he hears him, he will still burst into tears and will feel distressed, like a sharp object. In my heart, it hurts when I pull it out, and it hurts if I don’t pull it out.
“Your illness is getting worse and worse. When I am away, you will cry and you will vomit when you eat.” Shi Jin said very slowly and slowly, and did not mix emotions, just holding her hand, the more The tighter, the cold sweat wet the palm, “At that time I realized that if you don’t cure the disease, you may die.”
Jiang Jiusheng looked up and looked at his eyes. He lowered his head and kissed on her forehead. His eyes were unhappy and angry.
How could she not know what kind of turbulent waves were hidden in his unscathed eyes, she forgot, but he remembered that for eight years, he hugged him alone and made all the wounds become scars.
“I asked you a psychiatrist.” Shi Jin pursed her lips, and there was a floating shadow in her eyes. “It didn’t take long for your illness to improve, and Qin Mingli bought the doctor.”
He didn’t tell her that it was because of her kindness that the man who let go recognized her case, so Qin Mingli had a chance.
“Then my illness is getting worse?”
“Well, there is a serious suicidal tendency.”
That was her third month in the Qin family.
He asked her a psychiatrist. At first, he had improved, he was able to eat, and when he was in good condition, he would talk to him for a long time.
But less than half a month later, when her symptoms returned to the worst, he realized that the doctor was passive, and all her information was hidden tightly, and the Qin family did n’t even see her. After that, the only mistake was the man who broke into the building but went out alive.
He almost killed the psychologist, but it was too late.
That day, it was cloudy and overcast, he came back late, she was different from the past, she slept very early, he could not wake her, only to find the medicine bottle on the ground.
She took an antidepressant and a full bottle.
“Sheng Sheng.”
“Sheng Sheng.”
“Sheng Sheng.”
“…”
She opened her eyes, not in the attic, with a white ceiling on top, and a lot of medical equipment. She wore an oxygen mask and called him: “Shi Jin.”
He looked up.
She saw it, he was crying.
That was how she looked when she first saw him crying, still pretty, like a puppet in a window, delicate but not alive.
“Don’t cry.” She raised her hand and wiped the tears on his face, her voice was so low that she could barely hear it, and she opened her mouth word by word. time.”
She has a needle on the back of her hand, she is very thin, she can’t see the sun all year round, and she can see tiny blood vessels.
Shi Jin held her hand, thin and small, and seemed to be able to break with a little force. He pressed her face against her hand and gently rubbed it, and the tears in the corner of his eyes slipped into his palm: “Sheng Sheng,” he said. There is no reincarnation. ”
how could be?
Her psychologist told her that the universe is a kind of reincarnation. He also said that when people die, they will return to the beginning, from dust to soul.
She stayed in the hospital for four days, and then asked Shi Jin to take her back to the small building.
Shi Jin collected all her medicines and gave her only one a day. When she was taking the medicine, he was on the side. When he was away, Ms. Jiang kept her.
One day, when the Qin family came to the guest, Shi Jin was not in the small building. She broke the bowl and secretly hid a piece of debris. When Ms. Jiang went to pour water to her, she cut her hand.
After this wave of memories, I will send you dog food ~
Is there a monthly ticket?
(End of this chapter)