My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Shi Jin left this window open because she liked the flowers outside the house.

Jiang Jiusheng stood in front of the attic window, looking at the wind chime on the door swaying in the wind, and green memories rolled up in his mind.

There were laughter and tears, it was her and Shi Jin when they were young.

That year, she was sixteen, and Shi Jin had just grown up. She and he lay on the attic window, looking at the flowers downstairs. By then, October had passed and the begonias were about to fade.

Still, she liked it.

She leaned against the window, looking at the flowers outside the window, while Shi Jin leaned against the window, looking at her.

"Shengsheng."

She turned her head: "Huh?"

He hesitated for a moment before asking, "Do you like me?" After saying that, his earlobes turned red.

The sixteen-year-old girl was shy, turned her head away, and whispered, "I told you."

Shi Jin was young and mature, and always kept a serious smile. At this time, he smiled, and with a flattering tone, he coaxed her and said, "Say it again, I still want to hear it."

She didn't say anything, her face was a little red.

Shi Jin then wrapped her eyes around her, and for this moment, she acted like a young boy. Unlike the calm and indifferent person she was when facing the Qin family, she looked like a child, chasing after her and asking, "Shengsheng, do you like it?" ?Huh? Do you like me?"

She just confessed her love yesterday during the day and said it.

Last night, he begged her to say it again.

She said no more.

When Shi Jin saw that she didn't answer, he wasn't annoyed with her. He held her hands, and with some hesitation, he took her hands and put them on his waist. At that time, the still thin young man looked at the front of him. The girl has a smile in her eyes and a slight blush on her face.

"Shengsheng, do you like dogs?" he asked.

She nodded: "I like it."

He suddenly shouted: "Woof!"

She froze for a moment, then smiled.

Shi Jin stepped forward, hugged her gently, and said with satisfaction: "My Shengsheng finally smiled."

She hadn't laughed for a long time. At that time, she was suffering from severe depression and didn't like to talk or laugh. No matter how much he teased her, it was useless.

Because she had been sick and Shi Jin wouldn't let her go out, she became afraid of people and stayed in the small building all day and night. With nothing to do, she sat on the steps of the attic waiting for Shi Jin. She waited all day. , no one talked to her, and she was unwilling to speak. Shi Jin hung a wooden wind chime at the door of the attic. Because it was wood, the sound was not clear and sweet. She knew that Shi Jin was worried and did not dare to go to the room. I didn’t want to put any metal objects in it, so I chose a wind chime made of wood.

One day, Shi Jin came back very late. After dinner, she sat there and waited. Her legs were numb before he came back.

"Shengsheng," Shi Jin squatted down, a few steps shorter than her, looked up at her and said, "Don't sit so high in the future." It was too dangerous, and he was frightened when he saw it.

She nodded and said to him: "Don't come back so late next time, okay? I'm a little scared to be alone." She didn't speak for a day, and her voice became slightly hoarse.

Shi Jin promised her, "Okay." The light in the attic was not turned on, so he looked at her face through the light from downstairs. She was a little blushing. He stretched out his hand and touched it. It was still a little hot. He came closer and asked, "Shengsheng." , did you drink secretly?"

She was underage and he wouldn't let her drink, but because of her insomnia, she always drank secretly.

She shook her head: "No."

Shi Jin held her face in his hands to prevent her from moving. He leaned over and kissed her: "I obviously drank brandy secretly."

Her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Well, I drank it secretly."

He didn't say anything to her because she wanted to kiss him. He walked up the steps and sat next to her. Without speaking, he lifted her chin and kissed her gently.

The kiss of a young man didn't dare to be too presumptuous, it was a little green and slightly sweet. He only dared to stick out the tip of his tongue a little and taste the brandy between her lips and teeth.

She blushed, raised her head and let him kiss her slowly, holding his clothes tightly with sweaty palms.

The white moonlight outside the window came in, covering two young people. The girl's eyelashes were trembling, and the boy's ears were red.

Memories are slightly sweet and astringent.

Jiang Jiusheng walked down to the attic. The room closest to the stairs on the second floor was Shi Jin's room. Because the attic was small and could only hold one bed, she slept in the attic and Shi Jin slept in the room on the second floor.

For a period of time, she suffered from severe insomnia at night and would go to sleep in his room. At that time, she was still young and had no protection against men and women. After dreaming, she would be afraid. When she closed her eyes, she would see blood and see the Wen family's greenhouse.

She hugged the pillow and knocked on Shi Jin's door.

"What's wrong?" Shi Jin was wearing pajamas, her hair was messy and soft. At this time, her whole body felt soft and soft, without any aggression. She had just woken up and her voice was hoarse and soft. , "Baby, are you dreaming?"

She nodded, hugged a big pillow, showed a small face as big as a palm, and asked him with an uncertain timidity in her eyes: "Can I sleep with you?"

Shi Jin was stunned for a moment, and his ears were a little red. He looked at the nightgown on her body and moved his eyes away: "Shengsheng, I am an adult and cannot sleep with girls." He tilted his head and his Adam's apple rolled slightly. roll.

At that time, he was still young and had no other girls he knew except her. His love was so unexpected that he hadn't learned how to deal with it yet, so he was a bit reckless.

She was very disappointed: "I know."

Then he lowered his head and was about to walk back. As soon as he turned around, Shi Jin took her hand. The boy's eyes were as black as ink, and the shadow reflected in them was also thick. He suddenly said solemnly: "After we sleep together, we will We want to get married." He bent down and looked into her eyes, "Shengsheng, do you want to sleep?"

She thought for a moment and nodded: "Yes."

At that time, she truly and firmly believed that if she had a future, she would definitely marry Shi Jin.

Shi Jin smiled lightly and led her into the room, not forgetting to tell her: "Don't forget, when you grow up, you want to marry me."

If she were still alive: "Yeah."

Shi Jin knew that she was dishonest in sleeping, so he let her sleep on the inside. The autumn quilt was thin and soft. It was full of the smell of Shi Jin's shower gel. They obviously used the same shower gel. But it's different. The smell on Shi Jin's body is different. It smells very good, just like his. It's cool, but it's silky and can penetrate into people's bodies.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly woke up. Because she was afraid of the dark, a small lamp was on beside the bed. When she opened her eyes, she saw Shi Jin's face. He seemed to be sweating and his forehead was wet.

She was half asleep, a little dazed and uncertain. She stretched out her finger and poked the face of the boy on the pillow: "Shi Jin."

"Um?"

She was a little sleepy, her eyelids were heavy, and she whispered softly: "Did you just call me?"

He looked at her, his eyes moist and slightly red. It was quiet at night, and she could hear his breathing, clear and strong, but he did not answer her.

She was sleepy and murmuring: "You just called me, I heard you."

He kept calling her many, many times, urgently and urgently.

Shi Jin lay on his side and reached out to touch her face: "Well, I called you."

She was very sleepy, but she held her eyelids open and saw that his cheeks were red and his eyes were stained with a hint of crimson, as if they were reflected in the large tracts of begonias behind the house. They were obviously pure black and thick ink, but they looked like five colors no matter how they looked at them. gorgeous.

She asked him: "Did you dream?"

Shi Jinying: "Yeah."

She asked again: "Did you dream about me?"

He was silent for a moment: "Yeah."

There was sweat on his neck. She stretched out her hand to wipe it for him. When she touched his skin, she realized that it was hot. Unlike usual, his body temperature was always cool, but now it was scalding hot.

She wiped him with her palms: "What did you dream about?"

Shi Jin grabbed her hand and took it away. His voice was low and hoarse, and he said, "Shengsheng, turn around."

She opened her eyes, feeling a little more sleepy: "Huh? What's wrong?"

He looked at her, his eyes were red and burning, and there was like a fiery peach blossom in the depths of his eyes.

He said, "I'm going to get up and change my clothes."

She was confused and didn't understand the meaning of her words.

Shi Jin suddenly stretched out his hand and covered her eyes. Under the dim lamp, his eyes were full of lust: "Because I just had a dream." He propped up his body, moved forward, pressed his lips on the girl's lips, and lowered his lips. Tell her loudly, "I dreamed of doing bad things with you."

Her face suddenly turned red.

She understood the content of his dream.

The eighteen-year-old boy was not obsessed with lust. All his youthful charm was with her in his dream, from the first time he met her until he slept together.

Later, she became more and more ill, and she always looked out the window, like a cloud that was about to drift away in the wind.

Once, Shi Jin returned to the small building with an injury.

She had a good nose and could smell it at a glance. She pulled him to sit on her wooden bed. She rolled up his sleeves. Sure enough, he was injured. She didn't know what the injury was. It was very shallow and didn't bleed a lot, but it was broken. Off the skin.

"You've been hurt lately."

Shi Jin rubbed her frowning eyebrows: "I got it during training, it doesn't matter."

She got up and went to get the medicine.

Because he was always injured, anti-inflammatory and hemostatic medicine was prepared in the small building.

She squatted in front of him, dipped a cotton swab in the ointment, and applied it to him awkwardly. She lowered her head and focused on her movements: "I want to be a doctor." She raised her head. Because she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, her skin was too white and she was very thin. , with big eyes, she looked at Shi Jin, "However, I am sick and have dropped out of school now, so I can't get into college."

She wasn't very good in studies because she was very partial to subjects, especially mathematics. When her mother was still alive, Shi Jin was also at her home. He taught her mathematics, but she didn't want to learn, and he couldn't teach her no matter what.

Now, she suddenly missed the book on the desk at home. It was filled with notes that Shi Jin had written for her in neat and beautiful handwriting. On the first page, in addition to her name, she also wrote Shi Jin's name. .

Shi Jin lowered his head and asked her, "Is it good if I become a doctor?"

She thought for a moment and shook her head: "I hope you can do what you like."

She hopes that the boy she likes can be frivolous and frivolous in his youthful years. He does not want to wander around for half his life. She hopes that there will be someone to dress up with him and accompany him to live a prosperous and prosperous life. She hopes to live a hundred years without worries.

Shi Jin took her hand and pulled her to his side. He said, "Shengsheng."

He said: "I don't have anything I like, only people I like." He looked at her with stars and sea in his eyes, "You are the only one."

So what would he do if she was gone? What else could he like?

At that moment, she really wanted him to like something else, the stars in the sky, the begonias on the ground, or the wind chime hanging at the door.

She was afraid, afraid of him, that she would fall to one side and collapse.

But what to do, she couldn't hold it anymore.

"Shi Jin."

"Um."

She pulled him and walked to the window. All the begonias under the attic had faded, leaving only bare branches: "Winter is almost here."

The wind in early winter is bleak and biting, rolling up the withered yellow leaves on the ground and filling the sky wantonly.

Shi Jin tightened his grip: "Is it cold?"

"Um."

He hugged her and hid her small and thin body in his arms.

She raised her head, her eyes were cold and empty, and she said to him: "After I die, can you bury me under these begonias?"

That way, she could still be with him. In this world, apart from the patch of begonia flowers, she couldn't bear to leave him.

Shi Jin suddenly let go of his hand and stopped hugging her.

He said: "Not good."

For the first time, he looked coldly at her and his eyes were fierce.

With a vicious look on his face, he said, "If you're going to die, I'll bury you in my coffin." As if out of anger, he said, "Then I'll bury us together."

Not out of anger.

She knew that Shi Jin never lied. If he said they wanted to bury them together, they would definitely bury them together. He also said that he didn't like this world. If he hadn't met the things and people he liked, he would have made do with it. But if he met, lost, and returned to the boring past, he would have made do with it. .

She was afraid that he would say such words again, or that his words would become a prophecy.

"I don't like saying that." She was serious.

He also said: "I don't like you saying that either."

They quarreled, and Shi Jin didn't talk to her for a day. Later, she took a whole bottle of antidepressant medicine and lost half her life. At that time, the psychiatrist was bribed to 'treat' her so that she no longer had any desire to live. , Shi Jin knelt in front of her bed and cried.

"Shengsheng, it's my fault. I won't be angry with you anymore."

He just wasn't angry with her anymore, but he didn't take back what he said.

Not long ago, Jiang Jiusheng learned from Jiang's mother that at that time, Shi Jin had someone build a coffin, which was a little larger than an ordinary coffin and could hold two people.

If it wasn't out of anger, eighteen-year-old Shi Jin was prepared to die with her.