Chapter 4 004 "Will you come back with me?"...

For a moment, Tang Sijia felt that her brain was blank.

She began to have tinnitus, and the piercing and sharp sound was as if someone was rubbing glass with nails desperately, and it passed from her left ear to her right ear with a hoarse and mocking sound, causing her heart to stop beating for a short time.

Everything around her was rapidly retreating, leaving her standing alone.

This feeling was like returning to the aftermath of the car accident.

Confused, out of control, and at a loss.

She unconsciously reached out and grabbed her wrist, and when she touched the string of cold beads on her wrist, she suddenly woke up and walked forward quickly.

Tang Sijia took Shi Chuan's wrist out of the bathtub with trembling hands.

Perhaps because of uneven force, Shi Chuan's head fell into the water on the other side. Tang Sijia hurriedly supported his left cheek. In a hurry, he could not care too much. He stepped into the water with one foot, lifted his head, and leaned it on his shoulder.

One hand raised his arm, and the other hand pressed the brachial artery in the middle of his upper arm.

She exerted so much force that her fingers cramped, but she did not dare to relax.

It was not until the warm water splashed on her face that Tang Sijia reacted, loosened one hand, took out her mobile phone and was about to dial 120.

The call was quickly connected, and Tang Sijia said "Hello". Suddenly, the back of her hand was grabbed by a wet hand, and the winding water droplets were light red.

"Sister," Shi Chuan called her, and even forced a smile, "I'm fine."

Tang Sijia's throat was tightened, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Your wrist..."

"The wound is not deep. I may have had a little hypoglycemia when I took a bath. I was not conscious and bled." Shi Chuan explained softly.

Tang Sijia looked down at his wrist. The skin and flesh next to the bloodstain were turned white by the soaking, and there was faint bleeding, but it could be seen that the artery was indeed not cut. At this time, it was taken out of the water, and the bleeding had a tendency to stop.

After saying "I'm sorry" to the person on the other end of the phone, Tang Sijia hung up the phone, and the hand holding his arm loosened weakly.

Shi Chuan looked at her, his eyelashes trembling twice: "I'm sorry, sister, I made you worry."

Tang Sijia shook her head, loosened her arms that were half hugging him, and got out of the bathtub.

Shi Chuan looked up at her.

Tang Sijia lowered her head and met his dark and clean pupils: "Can you stand up?"

Shi Chuan nodded, supported himself on the edge of the bathtub and stood up. Perhaps because he had been soaking for too long, his body staggered violently and fell into the water again, splashing water.

Tang Sijia's body was already covered with water, and he didn't care about the water droplets at this time. After thinking about it, he leaned over to help him up, helped him to the chair outside, took a dry bath towel and draped it over his shoulders, and boiled water.

When she did this, Shi Chuan watched quietly, his eyes moving with her movements.

Tang Sijia returned to the bathroom, took out a dry towel, wiped the water droplets on her body, walked out and met Shi Chuan's gaze staring at the bathroom door.

Tang Sijia relaxed her stiff throat and asked softly, "How did you get hurt?"

Shi Chuan's eyes were a little empty, as if he was thinking about her question, and then he showed a shy smile: "I'm sorry to bother you today. When I checked in, I heard that I would stay for a while, and the front desk asked me to leave a contact information. I don't have any friends here, so I left my sister's privately. I thought it wouldn't be useful, but I didn't expect..."

The boy's voice became obviously chaotic later. He said a lot, but never responded to her question.

Tang Sijia knew that this was the other party's reaction that he didn't want to answer.

She shouldn't ask any more questions and open up other people's scars.

But the words still came out of her mouth inexplicably: "The front desk said that you stayed for four days, so four days ago, you... went home?"

She said her guess.

Shi Chuan's eyes trembled.

Tang Sijia knew that she guessed right, and asked hesitantly: "Did your family hurt you?"

Shi Chuan had lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and was silent, like a lifeless statue.

Tang Sijia was about to say something when she heard a very light voice mixed with a faint request from under the boy's lowered head: "Sister, it's late, you should go home early."

Tang Sijia was stunned, as if she didn't expect him to take the initiative to drive her away.

And her reason also told her that she shouldn't stay any longer.

But Tang Sijia's eyes fell on his wrist uncontrollably, and her hand unconsciously rubbed the bracelet on her left hand.

In the end, she still retracted her gaze, said "hmm", picked up the bag that fell at the door of the bathroom, and walked out.

Her hand fell on the door handle, and Tang Sijia turned her head back for some reason.

The elf-like boy, tightly wrapped in a pure white bath towel, with wet hair scattered at the ends, and on his extremely pale cheeks, his dark eyes stared at her intently.

Very familiar eyes.

But she couldn't remember it.

Tang Sijia turned around, opened the door and walked out.

It was almost ten o'clock, and the night was getting darker.

The night wind was cold, blowing on the wet clothes, making it even colder.

Tang Sijia wrapped her coat tightly and walked towards the rental house step by step. But for some reason, the more she walked, the harder it became. Shi Chuan's gaze just now appeared in front of her again and again.

Tang Sijia stopped abruptly until she reached the exit of the alley where the stray dog ​​disappeared.

She remembered why she felt that Shi Chuan's last look was particularly familiar.

An hour and a half ago, the black puppy looked at her in the same way.

Expectant, desperate, and asking for help eyes, looking at her.

And once earlier, ten years ago, after the car accident, in the mirror.

Tang Sijia's feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move at all.

Until she set her eyes on the bag, which contained the spare room card that she forgot to return to the front desk, as if she finally had a reason, she turned around and walked back the way she came.

Familiar corridor, familiar room 604.

Tang Sijia knocked on the door twice, but no one was there.

After swiping the door card, Tang Sijia saw the young man who had changed into a white shirt and was standing in front of the window. The window was wide open, blowing the wind and making his clothes flutter violently. He was unaware and was swaying.

"Shi Chuan."

Tang Sijia always felt that the name was a bond.

This was the first time she called Shi Chuan by his full name.

She walked over quickly, grabbed the young man's wrist, and pulled him towards the window.

It was not known whether Shi Chuan did not expect her action or was too weak, but he followed her strength, leaned on her shoulder, and hugged her.

Tang Sijia was stunned, and just as she was about to push him away, she heard a low and hoarse voice in her ear: "My father abandoned my mother when I was very young."

Tang Sijia was puzzled.

"My mother and I had a very difficult life," Shi Chuan continued softly, "Then one time, my mother accidentally locked me out of the door because she missed my father. I had a high fever, and my father came back to visit me and my mother."

"At that time, my mother found that my father would appear when I was injured, so I started to get injured frequently."

Tang Sijia tilted her head in surprise. The boy seemed to think that she was going to struggle, and he couldn't help but hug her tightly, saying in a muffled voice: "This time, the injury on your wrist is also caused by this."

Tang Sijia reacted belatedly. He asked her why he was injured before answering her question.

She didn't expect such a hurtful answer.

She thought of the old scars on his back that she saw last time.

The hand that had been resisting loosened its strength and finally fell on Shi Chuan's back, patting it gently and soothingly.

Shi Chuan's back trembled, and soon returned to normal.

He felt the force on his back again and again, and couldn't tell the real feeling in his heart. He only knew that he was excited, so excited that his whole body was tense.

It seemed like she was excited that the fish had finally taken the bait, and it seemed like she was excited about something else.

... It turned out that you don't have to be hurt to get a real hug.

"Do you want to go back?" Tang Sijia hesitated for a long time, and heard a voice that she was not sure of.

Shi Chuan's body froze, and he loosened his hands around her, looking down at her: "Sister?"

Tang Sijia was silent. After two minutes, her tone gradually became firm, and she slowed down her tone: "Do you want to go back with me?"

Shi Chuan's dark eyes moved, and soon became dim: "Sister, you are the best person I have ever met." And the stupidest person.

He only thought about the last sentence in his heart, and said: "But I'm just a trouble..."

Tang Sijia didn't wait for him to finish. As if she had finally mustered up the courage, and as if she had finally met another person with the same fate, she was able to let down her guard, and she slowly took off the bracelet on her wrist.

Under the bracelet was a neat, deep red raised scar, like a stiff centipede, terrifying and ugly.

"You are not alone," Tang Sijia smiled, "Since you call me sister, I want to try with you, to the next day, the third day, and until later."

Until later.

Shi Chuan stared at the scar on the woman's wrist without missing a beat, and under his drooping eyelids, a bit of terrifying burning was faintly revealed.

When he was in primary school, he knew that he might have some problems.

It was nothing serious, but the brain habitually secreted similar emotions of boredom to the people or things around him.

For example, when he looked at the people, scenery, buildings and other things around him, his visual nerves and brain could clearly know their colors, but his heart told him that it was just a meaningless gray.

He had long been accustomed to this dullness.

Until now, he saw the wrist of the woman in front of him.

That scar, in his eyes, brain, and even... heart, was a bright dark red.

Very strange, the only color in the gray.

Tang Sijia quickly put down the bracelet to cover the scar.

Shi Chuan felt an unsatisfied emptiness in his heart. He wanted to keep staring at the dark red, cut it open, and watch it bleed again.

"Shi Chuan, are you willing to try to become a family with me?" Tang Sijia's voice sounded again.

Shi Chuan raised his head, his eyes swept from her wrist, looked at her dull face, and finally nodded obediently.

No rush, he thought.

He had a few months to look at that little bit of color until he got bored.