President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Bang——

The noise in the room awakened Wen Zhou, who was sleeping.

When she opened her eyes, it was dark in front of her, but she felt that Shang Jing was no longer with her.

So she sat up from the bed and reached for the switch by the bed.

With a snap, the light in the room was turned on.

"Shang Jing?" Wen Zhou called out, and his voice was still hoarse and rough.

Her sight swept around the room and did not find Shang Jing.

Anyone here?

When she fell asleep, she was holding Shang Jing. How come he disappeared when she woke up?

Then she heard the movement in the room again.

It came from the bathroom.

Wen Zhou lifted the quilt and got out of bed. Before she could put on her slippers, she ran barefoot to the bathroom. Then she saw Shang Jing turning on the shower head and standing under the shower.

Seeing her, Shang Jing immediately pulled the glass door of the bathroom to block it.

Some water droplets sprayed on the glass door. With his action of closing the door, those water droplets splashed out from the gap and just splashed on Wen Zhou.

She looked at Shang Jing, who was drenched inside.

The water falling on the skin is cold.

That is to say, Shang Jing is bathing in cold water.

It's just summer, but it's late autumn now. You must prepare your coat when you go out. Even if Shang Jing is strong, it's possible to catch a cold when taking a cold bath.

The water wet the glass door, blurring Shang Jing's figure and her sight.

Wen Zhou's mind tightened. She saw the hazy look of Zhongshang Jing's pain and his palm on the glass door.

Even if there is a bathroom that has been spraying water to hinder her sight, she also knows how painful Shang Jing is at the moment.

She stood outside the glass door, patting hard and making a clang sound: "Shang Jing?"

Shang Jing: "

There was a splash of water in my ears.

He boiled the water to the maximum extent, and the desire and discomfort in his body were rapidly swallowing his reason.

The water sprayed on his face and blurred his sight.

His amber pupils were glowing with waves.

He won't let her stay, just don't want her to see his ugly side.

When people are addicted to drugs, they are crazy, and many behaviors are dominated by drugs out of control.

He was worried that it would hurt Wen Zhou.

In the past, he locked himself in the room, and then ordered Yunyi to stay outside. No matter what kind of movement in the room, no one was allowed to enter, and Yunyi was not allowed to let him out.

In this way, day after day of torture, he gradually lost weight.

However, as long as he successfully survived the most difficult time, the frequency of recurrence in the later stage will be lower and lower. Finally, he finally gave up completely.

At that time, he spent a whole year.

Wen Zhou was worried. Tears filled her clear eyes, blurring her vision: "Shang Jing?"

Luckily she stayed.

Otherwise, he will certainly hide and bear it alone, so that she doesn't know anything.

She really hates Shang Jing's way of doing things that she bears everything.

But she was powerless to change.

The sound of the water was so loud that it drowned her voice.

Wen Zhouzhou had a hoarse voice. Her high fever had not completely subsided. She shouted for a while and her throat began to ache.

When she realized that Shang Jing would not care about herself, she simply stopped, raised her hand to wipe away the tears in her eyes, turned out and stayed outside.

In an hour.

The underwater sound stops.

Wen Zhou squatted at the door. She pricked up her ears and listened to the movement and silence inside.

Then the door was opened by Shang Jing.

He has changed into new clothes.

Obviously, this is not the first time.

He knew that Wen Zhouzhou was watching outside every night, so in order not to let her notice, he would prepare a change of clothes in advance when he had an attack these days, and then hide in the bathroom and turn on the water to the maximum.

The coldness of the water can keep his mind awake.

Most importantly, the sound of water will cover up the sound of him hitting the wall or the ground.

His black hair is still wet.

Worried about Wen Zhou's condition, he had no time to dispose of his wet hair after changing his clothes.

When he saw Wen Zhou squatting on the wall, he squatted down beside her with a pale face, a calm voice and gently coaxed, "Zhou Zhou, I'm fine."

Just put up with it.

Only this time, it may take him longer.

Wen Zhou heard his familiar voice and recovered. She looked at Shang Jing and noticed that his face was very bad.

Her eyes moved along the crystal drops on his forehead, and then Wen Zhou raised his hand to wipe the moisture off his cheeks.

His face was pale and he looked terrible.

But he's still smiling.

At this time, the first thing he reflected was not to get angry or settle accounts with old lady Han, but to stay here and accompany her.

As a victim, she comforted her who couldn't do anything for him.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhou's eyes were astringent and his nose was sour. The next second, hot tears burst into his eyes.

Shang Jing raised her hand and wiped away her tears with her fingers with a thin cocoon.

When the skin touched, she clearly felt his cold skin.

His skin was cold. After more than an hour of cold water, his skin temperature was lower.

The light colored thin lips originally had a little ruddy and attractive pink, but now they are as pale as paper.

Wen Zhou didn't ask much because she knew Shang Jing's temperament and that he wouldn't tell himself everything.

She stood up, took a towel to wipe his wet hair, and then took a hair dryer to help him dry his hair.

Shang Jing sat on the bed and looked at her gentle emotions.

When his hair was blown dry, he opened his arms, wrapped her slender waist, closed his eyes tired and prayed: "Zhou Zhou, don't despise me."

She's all he has.

Thinking about what had just happened, he was not afraid that the same pain would happen to him again, nor was he afraid that such pain would be staged day after day.

He was afraid that he would be abandoned by Zhou Zhou.

Probably worried that he would be disliked and abandoned again, so after min Jia's affair, he chose to distance himself from her first.

He thought that instead of exposing his dark and terrible monopolistic desire and paranoia with Zhou Zhou, he might as well cut off all ties with Zhou Zhou as soon as possible.

In this way, he just needs to learn to adapt to life without her.

However, now he is particularly afraid that Zhou Zhou will be afraid of him and dislike him.

Because she opened his heart again.

After enjoying her love and warmth again, he was even more reluctant to let go of her.

Wen Zhou took the action of the hair dryer. She lowered her eyes, looked at Shang Jing's head, dropped the hair dryer to one side, reached out and hugged him from behind.

She didn't miss Shang Jing's injury.

It should have been bumped out by him when he was in pain. Moreover, I don't know how many bruises like this are still on his body.