Chapter 457 I started the fire

The room was quiet, Cheng Rui Chang sat there, looking up at the water in the hanging bottle, and suddenly there was a trace of trance. It was like going back to the old days. He was sitting in a room filled with sterilized water, a quiet afternoon, the sunlight coming in through the window, shining on half of the bed, and also on the person slumbering on the bed. She was thin and had veins protruding from the backs of her hands, so it was easy to stick needles in her, and there was a perpetual bottle hanging by the bedside, dripping slowly, while he sat quietly staring.

Long, lonely days like that, he stood alone by his bedside, facing a man who would never wake up.

He does not like to talk, so always silent, the house is so quiet as to be able to hear the sound of dripping, very slight "tada, tada, tada ...", he did not know whether it was really heard, or illusion, monotonous and boring sound accompanied him for a very long time, those The monotonous and boring sound