Qi Jin opened his eyes and saw darkness, but unlike the trembling and trembling moments in the past, he was so calm that he didn't even blink.
I want to eat hot pot... I really want to eat hot pot... I want to go back to Huawan Bay to eat hot pot...
A few seconds after the thought appeared, Alpha pulled out the needle on the back of his hand, and the blood flowed from it. The pinhole overflowed and slipped into the palm of his hand, and finally followed the lines and hit the cold floor. Alpha disapprovingly stepped on his slippers and went out like a normal person.
Due to the riot caused by the doctor's previous check on pheromones, there was only one person on the entire floor, Qi Jin, not even a nurse to guard him.
In the past year, Qi Jin has spent two-thirds of his time in Alliance Hospital. This place is no different from his second home, so familiar that it is so familiar.
So even though Qi Jin was unconscious at the moment and only had the idea of "going back to Huawan Bay to eat hotpot" in his mind, he still avoided all places where he could meet people and left the hospital in a familiar way, stepping on the ground. The snow returned to Huawan Bay.
When he returned to Huawan Bay, he went straight to the kitchen. There were still vegetables in the refrigerator that he had not used a few months ago. The withered and wilted vegetable leaves were like those buried under the snow on the way here. Withered leaves, the veins of the branches are broken by the slightest touch.
Alpha, who only wanted to eat hot pot, couldn't help but expressionlessly took out the vegetable leaves and washed them under the water. The cold and biting water washed away the dried blood on his left hand, revealing a swollen and swollen left hand after a while. Green pinholes.
The rhythmic sound of "crack, click, click" of cutting vegetables sounded, followed closely by the "click" sound of turning on the gas.
The vegetable leaves on the cutting board were put into the "Gululu" boiling water. Qi Jin was like a puppet, using chopsticks to mechanically stir the vegetable leaves in the pot until the pot was completely gone. He picked up the chili pepper water that he had thrown into the trash can a few months ago, unscrewed the lid, and poured it in.
The strong and pungent chili pepper molecules were floating in the air, and the dry ends of his eyes were bloodshot. Qi Jin still felt as if something was missing, so he picked up the salt bag on the table and poured half of the bag. Go in, then carry the pot back to the living room.
There is no air conditioning in the apartment, and every breath turns into mist, so the hot 'hot pot' in front of you is the only place for heating.
Qi Jin didn’t take a bowl, so he picked up the root vegetable from the pot and put it into his mouth. The pungency of the chili pepper and the bitter taste of the salt spread on the tip of his tongue. His scarlet eyes were moist and full of red oil. The pot surface is rippled.
Qi Jin seemed to have no sense of taste as his Adam's apple rolled up and down. He picked up the vegetables from the pot and stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation.
Circle after circle of ripples spread across the surface of the pot, and the spiciness at the bottom of the pot was gradually invaded by the salty and bitter taste. When the last vegetable leaf was finished, the swollen and blue hands picked up the handle of the pot. , Qi Jin drank all the soup in the pot bit by bit.
"Bang -" The iron tool hit the ground with a harsh sound, followed by a "bang".
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QiJin curled up and fell to the ground, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his fair and plump forehead, as if pain was coming from his burning stomach.
It hurts... it hurts... this hot pot is really unpalatable...
Qi Jin looked at the flat pot on the ground, the wet liquid making his vision blurry.
He didn’t know whether it was painful sweat or tears. His chest was shaking every now and then, as if his internal organs were being stirred by a stick, and all the organs were being pulled out. .
The overwhelming pain made him bite his lower lip, but painful sobs still escaped from his throat: "...ah...uh..."
"It hurts...it hurts... It hurts so much..."
"It hurts...it hurts...Qin...Qin Mo...Qin Mo, it hurts so much... ...."
"This hot pot doesn't taste good. Cough cough...cough cough...it doesn't taste good. Ouch...I'll... ....I don’t want to eat anymore..." Qi Jin’s face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, and big beads of sweat fell to the ground along his forehead. He clutched his stomach in pain and kept talking intermittently. Moaned: "I... I thought he would be delicious... I didn't expect it would make me so painful cough cough cough... so sad..."
"From... ever since I couldn’t eat it from the beginning, cough cough...Qin cough cough Qin Mo, are you right...I regretted it later..."
" ...I feel really good...it hurts so much, Qin Mo...it hurts...it hurts so much, dad..."
< p> "Dad... woo woo dad... I miss you so much... I miss you so much... I'm so sad, I can't hold on anymore woo woo...""Woo woo... woo Wuwuwuwuwu——"
The boy started shouting "it hurts", then shouted "Qin Mo", and finally cried hoarsely.
The sprayed hot air turned into cold mist in the air, and the sparse whimpers gradually became closer and louder.
Snowflakes were falling outside the window, and Alpha, who had no one to rely on, emerged from his cocoon and turned into a butterfly. All the pain and suffering were buried under the heavy snow, and they were all the smoke of the past.