She returned to the living room sofa in disappointment and sat down. On the table, there was a glass of ice water he had just drunk. She picked it up and stroked the edge of the cup with her fingers as if she could feel the temperature of his lips, which must be as cold as this. She thought to herself as if she was ecstatically. The cup in her hand tilted unconsciously, and the ice water slowly poured on the carpet until the cup was empty. She still maintained this position and was stunned.

She sat from night to dawn and maintained this position. The sky outside the window turned white little by little. After a long time, her eyelids were covered, as if she had finally come to her senses. While closing her eyes and standing up, her fingers loosened and the cup fell on the soft carpet. Because the carpet was thick enough, there was no sound of glass breaking, she was also unaware of anything, stepped on the carpet barefoot and walked away step by step.

He found that he had nowhere to go after leaving Yanshan, so he drove back to Xia Xiaobei's residence. When Wen Ziyan fell out the investigation information, what he thought was that it was just that someone was following her. She might not be safe alone. She wanted to have a good talk with Ziyan, but suddenly got angry.

He didn't ring the bell, just to wake her up, so the key socket entered, and as he turned, the door opened gently. The room was very dark, and only the thin moonlight reflected on the floor of the living room. The door of the servant room was lightly closed, and the person in charge of the night watch should have gone to sleep. He did not turn on the lights, walked straight to the guest room with his steps lightly.

There is a corridor between the guest room and the master bedroom, and the door is opposite. Because Xia Xiaobei is unwilling to live back to the master bedroom, the doors of these master bedrooms have been locked in order to prevent dust.

He walked to the bed habitually, trying to see if she was sleeping soundly, but when his hands touched the quilt, there was a piece of empty space below!

She...is not here?

Wake up or...

He turned on the lights and the guest room was as bright as daylight. The bed was indeed empty, and the quilt was cold under it, not even a little warm, except for the folds that had been slept with someone.

Inexplicably panic, he shouted: "Come here!"

The harsh electric bell rang in the room. The servants who were resting in the servant's room and the people living next door all got up. After a while, they all stood tremblingly in front of Lei Yunze. When they saw Kong Luoluo's bed, their faces turned pale and they did not dare to make a sound.

Lei Yunze examined their expressions one by one and asked: "Who is responsible for the vigil?"

"I..." A young nurse standing at the end replied in a low voice.

"No patient can't bear to see you. What's the use of me? Go find it for me immediately!" Hearing his thunderous roar, everyone was confused. Someone called the community security guards, and the doormen in various places were awakened. The answer was that they were the same and did not see anyone going out.

It was two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, who would go out? But it was hard to defend the guard and let her go out after taking a nap.

Lei Yunze threw things when he got angry. He threw all the vases and water cups in the living room. The servants didn't dare to stop him, so they had to wait for him to leave before coming up to clean up silently.

He walked to the balcony and lit a cigarette. In the dark, he saw the red light of the star burning out bit by bit, and his thoughts gradually became clear: her body was so weak that it was impossible for a person to go away, and there were surveillance videos on the elevator. If she went out, it would be impossible for no one to notice it!

Then he woke up and immediately said to the messy servants: "You all go, just find me in the building!"

He himself opened the bathroom, locker room door, and even the small cabinet, although he knew that she would not hide in it so ridiculously until his eyes fell on the deeply locked master bedroom door.

The door had never been opened, but the key was always stuck on it. He walked over in confusion, holding his big hand on the door handle, the key turned and twisted, and the door opened in response to the sound. In the clear silence of the room, she sat on the floor beneath the windowsill, and the moonlight exposed a faint halo through the thick curtains, which draped on her back, so that she could distinguish a faint outline.

The heart that was up and down was finally put into practice.

He breathed a sigh of relief, touched the light switch on the side, turned on, and the soft wall light surrounded her, and the light made her uncomfortable. Xia Xiaobei frowned and looked up at him in surprise.

"Everyone is looking for you, do you know?" He slowly approached her.

Her long eyelashes moved and nodded.

"Then why don't you make a sound? Do you know I'm worried?"

At this moment, she was like a child, surrounding herself in a fragile posture, curled up tightly, with her hands on her knees, her chin buried in her knees, and she only raised her eyes to look at him. When she heard him ask, she just opened her mouth, but made no sound.

He was better afraid of him. He thought to himself a little bit self-deprecatingly and didn't dare to get close. He stopped at a distance from her and said, "At this time, the cold will cause a disease. Don't sit on the floor all the time, okay?"

He tentatively stretched out a hand to her. He actually didn't quite understand why she ran into this room when she woke up. Another person sat here without turning on the light. Even the people in the room were looking for her. She made such a big noise, but she didn't make a sound. Don't you want to see outsiders? Or try to seek death again? He was not sure, so he even became cautious in his words.

However, unexpectedly, she obediently placed her hand in his palm and let him easily carry her. Although the person in his arms was thin and small, the warmth that really existed finally made him feel at ease.

He took off his coat, covered her, and asked her, "Are you awake? Are you hungry, do you want to eat something?"

He was backlit just now, but he couldn't see her expression clearly. At this time, he was so close that he realized that there were actually tears on her face. Maybe he was crying again in his dream, or just hiding here alone. When he heard him ask, there was a hurdle on her face, her big eyes blinked, and she opened her mouth repeatedly, but there was no sound, and in the end she just shook her head weakly.

He finally realized something was wrong, hugged her and stopped walking, and stroked her big hand: "You have a bad throat? Why don't you speak?"

Her head shook even harder, her eyebrows frowned, and her teeth tightly bit her blood-lost lips, and shed a row of shallow teeth marks.

Lei Yunze walked out with her in her arms and told the servant: "Go and pour a glass of water, you need it warm."

The cup was smashed by Lei Yunze just now. Now the servant was going to the next door to pour water. When he brought it to him, he saw him holding Xia Xiaobei's back with one hand and testing the temperature of the water with the other hand before handing it to her: "Drink it and moisten your throat before talking."

Xia Xiaobei took it and drank it very quickly. A glass of water soon saw the bottom. She put down the cup and opened her mouth immediately, her lips opening and closing, as if she was eager to express something, but the room was very quiet, without any sound, and there was no sound at all.

She suddenly stopped this meaningless movement and stared at Lei Yunze in a daze. Lei Yunze has been looking at her in surprise since just now. Even the servants realized something and retreated silently. Quietness has been surrounding the two of them. Such silence is ordinary at night, but at this moment, there is a little strange fear.

Finally, he opened his mouth to break the silence: "You just slept for too long and just woke up and my throat was not very adaptable. I'll ask David to show you at dawn."

She nodded silently after a long time, but her eyes had already dropped. No one could do the worst. Even when Lei Yunze watched her lips open and close but could not make any sound, she was extremely frightened.

In this way, I could no longer fall asleep in the middle of the night, and the lights in the whole room were lit. Lei Yunze kept holding her and sat in the living room, asking every few minutes: Do you want to drink water, do you want to lie down and rest, do you want to...

Later, he simply asked the servant to bring paper and pen to put it next to him at any time, and as long as Xia Xiaobei had any needs, he would write it on the paper at any time.

But she had no need at all, just sat so dull. As soon as she woke up, she found something strange in her throat. Maybe she cried too much in the days she fell asleep, her eyes were dry, and her throat was hoarse. She wanted to call someone, but after trying many times, she couldn't make a sound. She habitually walked to the bedroom between her and Shaoqian. It was pitch black, and she could know without turning on the light, where was the bed and where was the cabinet.

She found photos of Shao Qian who had brought back from the Lei family's ancestral home in the drawer, one by one, and she couldn't see clearly after a long time. However, she didn't have a single photo of him recently. There were also the gadgets she had collected when they lived together at that time. He always laughed at her for naivety, but she helped her put away everything and couldn't bear to throw it away.

In the bottom layer of drawer, she found a roll of stuff wrapped in kraft paper. When she opened it, it was a box similar to a cigarette box. The cigarette rolls inside were slenderer than the cigarettes sold on the market. They were very purple-red and darker, and almost turned black under the night. She put them on her nose and smelled it. It smelled very light, not like tobacco. Suddenly, she remembered that David had mentioned to her that Shao Qian had occasionally smoked marijuana, so what...

As soon as she loosened her fingers, the cigarette roll slid to the ground. There were many women she knew who smoked. Lan Jia would smoke a few when she was irritable, but she kept her cigarette away from her. She was not disgusted with it. She felt that the clear smell was uncomfortable when she inhaled into her lungs. When she was young, she was like many rebellious children, and was curious about many new things. Cigarettes were naturally one of them. At that time, she stole the cigarette from Xia's father, hid in the kitchen and lit it with a match. She put it in her mouth and took a sip. She immediately choked and coughed and shed tears. Of course, it also alarmed Xia's mother and was scolded a lot.

But tonight, the thin cigarette rolls were inexplicably attracted to her. Perhaps it was just because it was left by Shaoqian, or because there were too many blows in recent days, she needed a way to numb herself.

Cannabis, the most popular drug in the world, has only heard people say that she never thought about what it really looks like before her.

She picked up the one that fell on the ground with her trembling fingers, and the lighter was in the drawer. She learned to use someone else to take cigarettes and rolled the cigarette to her lips and lit it with a lighter. Her thin and cold lips were pressed against the paper filter. She felt unfamiliar. She couldn't say whether her hand was trembling because of fear or hidden excitement. She took a deep breath, not as choked as she imagined. The smoke entered her lung cavity. She instinctively frowned, and it was nothing special, similar to a cigarette.

She just squatted under the windowsill, watching the slender cigarette burning little by little between her fingers, occasionally putting it into her mouth. At first, she felt irritable and depressed, and the lingering pain was entangled in her heart, but slowly, as the smoke rose and circled, she seemed to slowly see Shao Qian's face, and that smiling face was so real. Since he left, she had never seen him so close and so realistically. All the pain seemed to pass away with his smile, and the faint hope suddenly appeared in the smoke. She reached out to grab it, but she couldn't grasp anything, but was inexplicably full of hope, and she finally shed tears with satisfaction.

David came early the next morning and had a full-body examination for her. Finally, she looked at her condition and said: "The body has recovered almost completely. As for the reasons for the loss of voice, there is no problem from the surface. You may have to go to the hospital to shoot a movie before watching it. However, her condition is very similar to a kind of inertial aphasia caused by a strong psychological disorder in psychology."

Lei Yunze asked: "How do you determine that it is a psychological problem?"

David explained: "Because if the cause of aphasia is pathological, it must be related to the language and nerve center. However, we took a detailed film for her before the last time she was discharged from the hospital. There was no abnormality in the cerebral cortex. She is now unable to make sounds, but it is just a kind of false aphasia. She had had a previous case of escaping reality and sleeping for many days. It is very likely that she would escape and refuse to speak again after waking up."

"But last night I clearly saw her trying hard to speak, and she almost cried..." He wanted to argue hard, maybe he just didn't want to admit that all this was caused by him, and the harm he brought to her was so great.

David shook his head and said, "There are often no patients who can't detect this kind of psychological disorder. When she wakes up and finds that she can't speak, she is naturally very anxious. The fear and eagerness will ignore her inner instinctive escape. Of course, I am not a professional psychologist. This treatment has always been supplemented by doctor guidance, and the most important thing is to think about it yourself."

Lei Yunze was silent, and Xia Xiaobei just lowered his eyes. After David left, Lei Yunze arranged for her the most authoritative psychologist in this area and came to her for regular home treatment.

The so-called treatment is just to help her maintain a stable and happy mood. Sometimes she chats with her and tells some interesting jokes. Unfortunately, no matter how hard the doctor tried to mobilize her enthusiasm, and even hoped that she could communicate with him through paper and pen. Xia Xiaobei just lay on the soft chair, listening quietly, or not listening at all. She just turned her head and looked at the ever-open sunflower on the windowsill.

It seemed to be to argue what she said that day: Anyway, it will always have a day when flowers will wither. In the past few days, she has never seen the flower withered. Of course, it cannot be the same flower, and the servants are just diligent in changing it. She didn't know what Lei Yunze meant, and she stubbornly refuted a casual remark that was too different from his style.

But she clearly felt that the tone of the servant talking to her and the way she took care of her had changed in the past few days. She no longer had to let her lie on the bed, and asked her for her opinions softly in everything, unlike before, just to complete the task for her salary. She knew that this was just a part of treatment, and she had to be clear about the so-called psychological disorder. She didn't know what obstacle she had. If there was, she just didn't want to see Lei Yunze.

She felt like this, she was locked in a room like a prisoner, and someone would monitor everything she did. After spending a long time in the toilet, the servants would knock on the door, for fear that she would disappear or commit suicide if she turned around. In this way, even if there were no obstacles, she would be able to get the obstacle.

Perhaps the psychologist had suggested to Lei Yunze that he no longer strictly restrained her actions. At least in this room of about a hundred square meters, she was free. Sometimes she would get out of bed and walk around, and the most common places she went to were the balcony and the master bedroom. Once she sat and fell asleep on the balcony. When she woke up, she was lying on the bed, but half of her body was nestled in Lei Yunze's arms.

He said: "You are not suitable for breathing after a miscarriage, so you should avoid going to the balcony in the future."

She closed her eyes and pretended not to hear it, but never stepped onto the balcony again.

Lei Yunze just thought she fell asleep again, gently put her down, walked to the living room, and asked about her recent situation.

The servant answered truthfully: "Miss will stay at the master bedroom for a while every afternoon. The door is locked from the inside, so we dare not follow in. But she will feel much better every time she comes out of the inside. I think it is helpful to the condition, so she didn't stop it."

After hearing this, Lei Yunze pondered for a moment. He didn't know the secrets about the master bedroom. Maybe it was because she and Shao Qian had the memories of her and Shao Qian. From that night, she ran in and ran in when she woke up that night, she could see that she had a deep affection for the room.

He said: "Since she often goes, you should be diligent when cleaning and keep the room clean and tidy."

"Yes." The servant agreed.

But the next day, when the servant cleaned the master bedroom, he found something strange. When they handed the small piece of cigarette butt to him, he felt stuffy and painful in his chest. The incredible and painful feeling made all the veins on both sides of his forehead pop out.

No wonder she seems to have improved a lot these days, but her face has become pale. She always leans on the bed or lying on a soft chair all day long. No wonder the servants say that she feels much better every time she comes out of the master bedroom... He just feels angry and has nowhere to vent his anger. He holds the thing in the servant's hand and falls it hard to the ground!

When Xia Xiaobei locked herself in the master bedroom again, Lei Yunze kicked open the door and appeared in front of her.

At this moment, her eyes were blurred and her consciousness was slow. It took her a long time to raise her eyelids to look at him. Seeing his red eyes, she didn't react. She still put the purple-red cigarette in her mouth, taking a deep, enjoyable look.

He rushed forward, slapped off the things in her hand, and the cigarette fell to the ground. She leaned over and wanted to pick it up. He stepped on it hard, and then crushed it again, completely extinguished.

Her eyes were still dull, and she turned around for a while and looked up at him.

She couldn't speak, but even if she could speak, she probably couldn't say anything at this time.

He had never seen her smoking before. In his heart, she had always been such a stupid, simple and paranoid little woman. But she was now stained with marijuana! She squatted on the ground, and her repulsive and depraved look when she smoked was so heartbroken that he was heartbroken!

He grabbed her arm, pulled her up hard, and forced her to ask, "How many more? Where are you hiding? When did you get infected? Hand over it, give it to me!"

He shouted at her, and she just looked at him blankly, as if she had not escaped from the pleasure illusion created by marijuana. Even if she was awake, she could not answer him.

But he became more angry: "If you don't say it...If you don't say it, I can't do it?" He shouted at the servant guarding outside the house: "Search it for me and find every corner of the place for me!"

The servants started to find them in the house with all their might, some were pulling cabinets, some opened drawers, and some were lying under the bed and sweeping with brooms.

A stack of photos fell out of the drawer and scattered all over the floor. She finally woke up. This was her and Shaoqian's room. How could they allow them to do this?

She pounced on her and the maid who was picking up the photos staggered to the ground. She picked up the stack of photos and then started pushing the others. She had no strength at all. The man was pushed down by her unexpectedly. Now everyone is prepared, how can she be pushed by her?

She pushed and rushed, and the servants didn't dare to hurt her, so they could only look at her embarrassedly. She was so anxious that she was about to shed tears. This was her and Shaoqian's room, how could people move around! Seeing that they didn't move, she finally turned her eyes to Lei Yunze for help. Lei Yunze looked at her for a while, raised her hand and said, "Go out."

The bedroom quieted again. She looked at the wardrobe and drawer that had been opened with some annoyance, and tears fell down on the photos in her hand. When she realized that she was infected with marijuana, it was also incredible. She had been upset and hated, but every day at this time, she would always involuntarily walk in, find the bag of marijuana left by Shaoqian, ignite... and then she would see his familiar smile. That feeling, the feeling of being surrounded by happiness, has really not been there for a long time. She was too greedy for this happiness, so she fell deeper and deeper and could not extricate herself. Even though she knew it was a dead end, she walked in without hesitation. She finally understood why Shaoqian was stained with marijuana, because there were too many pains, so she couldn't help but want to get rid of it...

Tears fell silently, and she slid to the ground as if she had lost her strength. She just shook her head and cried. She couldn't make a sound. Even if she could speak, she didn't know what to say. Has this been the case in her life? There is no hope anymore, can she only rely on drugs to continue her life?

The anger had already disappeared without a trace with her tears. As soon as she cried, he could let him throw all the principles aside. He walked up to him and grabbed her, wrapped her in his arms, stroked her hair with a gentle and generous palm, and said softly: "I will quit. This addiction will not be very big. As long as you believe me, you will definitely quit. I know that you are just in pain, so that everything will be fine, believe me."

He comforted her over and over again, but at the end, he just repeated the words "Believe me". He didn't know how much she heard, but only felt her sobbing body trembling in his arms, so fragile that it made people feel distressed.

Since then, the master bedroom room has been completely locked up, and the servants have been staring at her even more closely. After all, the first few days of drug rehabilitation were the most painful and there was no mistake.

In this way, Xia Xiaobei simply stopped getting out of bed and lay in a daze all day long. When the food was delivered, she just opened her mouth lazily. When drug addiction came, she would throw things, clench the quilt, and roll on the bed. Several times, she closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide, but she couldn't make any sound in her empty throat, and she couldn't even roar in pain.
To be continued...