Chapter 75

Shen's father was cremated and then buried.

Buried in the place he had mentioned to Shen Zhao, leaning against his hometown.

For ten days, Shen Zhao was devastated by drug addiction, and he was already thin and inhuman.

The potency of this poison was even more terrifying than Song Ling imagined, and the willpower was completely vulnerable in front of it. At the moment of the attack, even if it was about to die, Song Ling believed that Shen Zhao would choose death without hesitation.

In addition to the physical destruction, at the same time, there is also her hatred for Song Ling.

With the double struggle and hatred, Song Ling's inner torment was no less than Shen Zhao's, and every minute of Shen Zhao's pain was also a knife in her heart.

That heart has long been riddled with holes, she doesn't know when this situation will get better, maybe Shen Zhao will never forgive her...

She couldn't think about the days to come, and even the company of the present was an extravagant hope, so what about the future.

After ten days of torment, Shen Zhao's addiction has improved a lot, the frequency of seizures has become less and less, and the duration is gradually shortening.

It's just that every time he wakes up, his hatred for Song Ling deepens.

These days, Song Ling has been standing by Shen Zhao's side, and has not gone anywhere. She took her home and guarded her every step of the way.

After the rain and snow, the weather gradually warms up, and the vitality and greenness of spring also follow.

It's just the trauma that belongs to that winter, and it seems that it can't get better.

Shen Zhao had been kept in the bedroom on the second floor. Song Ling was afraid that she would hurt herself, so she removed all the things in the room that might cause harm. The whole bedroom was empty, and there was almost only a bed and a table left.

Looking up, it was like a prison cell.

In order to open up Shen Zhao, Song Ling moved the bed to the window again. Except when she was addicted to drugs, she only sat by the window most of the time, holding her knees and staring out the window, like a broken porcelain baby.

She lost a lot of weight, and her dark eyes seemed to be more and more bulging. Her eyes were big, but now she was thin on her cheeks, and the protruding eyes were like ghosts.

After coming back from Shen Zhonghua's cemetery, she didn't struggle. Even when she was addicted to drugs, she huddled in the corner of the bed, silently suppressing everything, and biting her fingers until blood flowed several times.

Song Ling felt helpless when she saw the scars she made on her body.

She even wanted her to scream and vent, beat her and scold her, rather than want her to hurt herself like this.

She seemed to have lost all emotion towards Song Ling, not even hatred. The only thing left was ignorance and silent silence.

Song Ling could sense what those eyes meant.

It means that Shen Zhao has completely despaired of her. She no longer loves her, maybe even hates her anymore...

The door was ajar, and Song Ling stood by the door, holding porridge in her hand, and glanced at the person sitting by the window in the room. The sunlight poured in from the window, casting a layer of yellow light on her.

Song Ling stared at the figure and caught a glimpse of her profile, and seemed to be in a trance for a moment.

After standing for a while, Song Ling gently pushed the door and walked in, slowly walking towards the bed.

Shen Zhao sat on the side of the bed and looked at the strong sunlight outside the window.

Her hands were tied, not behind her. Song Ling was afraid that she would hurt herself again, so she had no choice but to use this method.

Putting the porridge in front of the bed, she knelt on one knee on the bed, leaned over and moved towards her, trying to untie the rope around her wrist.

Song Ling grabbed her hand, and her eyes suddenly paused when she saw the red streak on her wrist. She had tried her best to use the softest rope that would not strangle anyone, but she still hurt her.

Song Ling untied the rope, threw it on the ground, took her palm, blew her scar gently, raised her head and asked her, "Does it hurt..."

Shen Zhao didn't look at her, he pulled out and retracted his hands, hugged his knees with both hands, and kept his eyes out of the window.

Still not saying a word.

Song Ling stared at her profile, her jawline outlined her outline, and she followed her line of sight and looked out the window. There were many roses planted in the yard. They have all bloomed after the weather warmed up, and the yard was full of flowers. Safflower and green leaves, looking full of hope and vitality.

Song Ling sat beside her and stared at her profile at close range. She looked at those eyes, and when she looked at the flowers outside the window, there was a slight light in her eyes. Song Ling's voice subconsciously softened, and she asked softly. Her: "Do you want to go out?"

Shen Zhao's eyes moved slightly, and she seemed to have listened to her words. She slowly turned her head, her eyes still stagnant, she stared at Song Ling's face, just stared at her quietly, and did not speak.

This was the first time she looked at her like this, without hatred, just looking at her.

Song Ling's heart slowly eased, and she called her with a half-coax: "Azhao..."

Shen Zhao gently opened his lips and called her: "Song, Song Ling."

Song Ling suddenly grinned. She didn't know how long she had been looking forward to this moment. She once thought that she would completely lose Shen Zhao, who was full of vigor and vitality, but at this moment, she suddenly had an illusion that her Ah Zhao came back!

Song Ling was half-kneeling on the bed, raised her arms to hug her, hugged her tightly in her arms, rested her chin on her soft hair, and called her happily, "Azhao, Azhao, don't leave me. ,OK?"

Shen Zhao slowly raised her head, looked up at her, her face was innocent, she whispered to Song Ling: "Don't tie me up again, okay?"

Hearing her soft tone, Song Ling couldn't think of anything else, her eyes suddenly became wet, she cupped her face with both hands, and kept saying, "I won't tie you again, never again."

There was a salty and wet kiss on her forehead, Shen Zhao felt her warm lips and shrank uncontrollably. Song Ling was overwhelmed by this sudden change, and did not notice the strangeness of the people around him.

Song Ling leaned down again and was level with her. She looked into her eyes, and finally a long-lost smile appeared on her face. She smiled at her and said softly, "Have some porridge, okay?"

Shen Zhao stared into her eyes, his eyes moved slightly, and he said ok in a soft voice.

Hearing her words, Song Ling smiled, got up and got out of bed quickly to serve the porridge by the bedside, then moved to her side and carefully took the spoon to feed her one bite at a time.

It was rare for her to drink porridge all night, because she hadn't eaten anything for several days in a row, and when she couldn't stand it, she could only rely on drips to maintain her body's nutrition, so she hurt her stomach, and the doctor asked her to eat only light liquid food.

In order to let her eat, Song Ling cooked porridge for her in different ways, but Shen Zhao always refused to eat it. don't know what happened today, but he didn't resist at all. He drank the whole bowl of porridge and took the initiative to talk to her. .

Happiness came too suddenly, Song Ling had no doubts at all, only immersed in such joy.

"Want another bowl?" Song Ling looked down at her and asked softly.

Shen Zhao didn't refuse and replied, "Okay."

Song Ling pursed her lips and smiled. She turned around and was about to get out of bed to serve another bowl. Suddenly, she remembered the doctor's words. She stopped and said overjoyed, "I almost forgot, the doctor told you not to eat too much. If you're full, let's wait and drink, okay?"

Shen Zhao sat in the ray of sun shining in front of the window, looking at the person standing not far away, she didn't say anything, just said ok.

Song Ling left the room with the bowl, Shen Zhao sat there, her eyes suddenly drooped, her face was frighteningly pale, without a trace of ruddy blood, the sun shone down from the top of her head, and a blue shadow appeared on the eyelashes of her eyes. The dark and deep black eyes were hidden under the long eyelashes, which blocked all thoughts.

Surprisingly, Shen Zhao's drug addiction did not recur all day long. Song Ling sat with her on the bed all the time. She wanted to take her out, but it was too windy outside. She was afraid that she would catch a cold. , still did not take her out, only promised to wait for her health to get better, and then go out with her.

All day, Shen Zhao was very quiet, no matter what Song Ling said to her, she said it calmly. In the evening, Shen Zhao drank another bowl of green vegetable porridge. don't know if it was Song Ling's delusion, but she looked at her complexion and seemed to be much better.

Song Ling lowered her eyes lightly. She sat in front of the bed and said softly to Shen Zhao, "Azhao, let's take a bath, okay? You haven't had a bath for several days."

Shen Zhao sat there with a fleece blanket covering her body, her fingers clenched slightly inside the fleece blanket, she looked up at the person in front of her, and still said ok.

Song Ling smiled lightly and reached out to pick her up.

Shen Zhao hadn't been on the ground for a long time. As soon as his feet hit the ground, his whole body was crooked. Song Ling lightly curled his lips, stood beside the bed, squatted down and turned his back to her, and said, "Come up, I'll carry you."

Shen Zhao was stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered that one night, she also squatted in front of her like this, she told her that she wanted to be nice to her, be nicer...

She laughed and joked, she was so kind to her, what if she could not be separated from her in the future?

She told her that they would be together forever.

A lifetime is obviously so long, but everything said changes in a blink of an eye.

There's no such thing as a lifetime, but it's just day and night, and it's all empty.

She tricked her around and told her to completely lose the most important thing in her life and live like a monster, and now, she will continue to deceive her and imprison her in this house that is no different from a cage...

What exactly does she want?

Deep powerlessness rose in Shen Zhao's heart... Hate, of course, hate, everything was caused by her, without her, she would not break up with Sier, even if her father was destined to leave, she would stay with him Beside him, guarding him through the last period of life, she will not end up not being able to meet for the last time, and she will not live like this...

Everything was caused by her.

It's all her, starting with an absurd stand-in...

Meeting her was the biggest nightmare of her life.

She is leaving her.

Song Ling didn't wait for the movement of the people behind her, and couldn't help but look back at her. The corner of her lips curled slightly, she caught a glimpse of the stunned look in her eyes, and asked with a trancely smile, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhao lowered his eyelashes, covering all his emotions, and said lightly, "It's nothing."

She put her hands around her neck and lay on her back.

Song Ling stood up, and she was stunned for a moment.

She carried her on her back many times, and it was less than half a month since the last time, but she was so light... Her Ah Zhao has suffered too much...

"Zhaozhao, I want to love you well, let's start over, okay?" Song Ling asked her with a choked sob in her voice.

Shen Zhao listened to her words indifferently, she lay on her shoulders, closed her eyes gently, and did not answer her words.

Song Ling didn't wait for her answer, and there was a moment of loneliness in her eyes.

She knew that Ah Zhao blamed her, that everything started because of her, that she had suffered so much damage, and what separated them was not only love and hatred, but also the life of Shen Zhonghua. In such a situation, how could they still Can go back to the past?

Maybe everything is her extravagant hope, but no matter what happens, as long as she stays by her side, everything will slowly get better...

will slowly get better.