Chu Zheng changed flowers to Xia Qiu's room every day. At the beginning, Xia Qiu would watch it every time.

I may have gotten used to it later, so I almost never saw it, so I let the bouquet of flowers come in the morning and leave at night.

Chu Zheng has someone laying a furry carpet on the floor of Xia Qiu's room, and the air conditioner is of the right temperature, neither cold nor hot.

Xia Qiu didn't like the bed, and after he had the carpet, he never touched the bed again.

Except for the time in the pajamas, I spend the rest of my time sleeping on the carpet.

Chu Zheng let someone move the bed out.

Without the bed, the room seemed even more empty.

"Do you have any hobbies?"

Xia Qiu pointed at himself with his fingers.

"Yeah, you."

Xia Qiu looked up at the ceiling, slowly turned her head, and looked at Chu Zheng.

He wrote two words on white paper.

"draw?"

Chu Zheng got him the next day with the painting tools for him.

Xia Qiu stood aside and watched Chu Zheng assemble him. He stood on her left and then went around to the right.

From time to time, I handed things to Chu Zheng.

The easel was assembled quickly, Chu Zheng asked Xia Qiu to try it.

Xia Qiu must have learned some of it and painted it quite well.

You can draw, but Xia Qiu doesn't spend a lot of time looking at the wall and staring blankly.

I spend most of my time sitting in front of the easel.

Chu Zheng had seen the painting he had drawn, and he was repeatedly drawing the room.

But there are also changes.

For example, the first thing I drew was probably when he first moved into this room.

Go to the room and become what it is now.

"Why did you repeat this?"

Xia Qiu glanced at her, then lowered her head and colored the drawing board, ignoring his questions.

It's like he must take candy one by one from Chu Zheng's palm...

Chu Zheng didn't dare to talk about him either.

The patient is fragile.

"It's getting late, can you not draw it today?" Chu Zheng and Xia Qiu discussed.

Put down the brush in summer fur.

Chu Zheng fed water to clean the paint on his hands and changed him to clean his clothes.

"You can't get up secretly to draw at night, can you do it?"

There were several nights when he fell asleep and suddenly got up to draw.

Xia Qiu stared at the rippling water in the basin and did not respond to Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng wiped his hands with a clean veil and placed them on his knees, "Let's make an agreement, as long as you don't get up at night to draw, will I have dinner with you in the future?"

Xia Qiu reacted, and he reached out to grab Chu Zheng's hand, hooking her little fingers with her little fingers.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Chu Zheng touched his head, "I promised it and I'll do it."

Xia Qiu nodded, got up and walked to the corner of the wall, stuffed himself into the blanket, and closed his eyes obediently.

Chu Zheng: "..."

I have to get him out of here quickly.

But Xia Qiu is still the suspect now...

Chu Zheng didn't believe that her little guy would kill people, so there must be another murderer.

Only by catching this murderer can Xia Qiu's suspicion be cleared.

-

At night.

The hospital corridor was so quiet that the needles could be heard, but the lights at the nurse station were on, but they still looked gloomy.

In the ward, Xia Qiu curled up in a ball, pinching the soft flesh of her household registration with her fingers.

"Don't draw at night."

"Don't draw at night."

He did not make a sound, but just opened and closed his lips, repeating these words over and over again.

Xia Qiu got up several times, lay back and chanted this sentence in a low voice.

"Don't draw...Don't draw..."

Xia Qiu didn't know how long he had been chanting.

When the first ray of light on the sky shone into the ward, he immediately turned over and sat obediently at the place where he usually eats, pursing his lips and waiting.

The sun was rising, and the nurse brought the breakfast in.

Xia Qiu waited until breakfast was cold, and the door was closed.

-

Chu Zheng touched the crime scene last night and went to the scene because there were three places in the crime scene, so she ran back and forth.

Today I was unlucky to meet someone who had a car accident and was directly blocked on the road.

It was almost ten o'clock when I arrived at the hospital.

Chu Zheng asked her colleagues to help, but Xia Qiu... her colleague said she couldn't help.

Xia Qiu only recognizes him now.

What others say is in the air, and he doesn't listen.

Really not listening.

That's the kind - just say it, I will lose if I listen to one word.

So I thought I would see a bad picture when I went to Xia Qiu, but I didn't.

Xia Qiu sat obediently at the small table, and everything seemed to be normal.

Chu Zheng felt a little guilty, "Sorry, I'm late."

Xia Qiu lowered her head, reached out to touch the chopsticks, and started to have breakfast.

Breakfast is cold early.

Chu Zheng stopped him, "Don't eat this, I'll bring the hot ones."

Xia Qiu avoided Chu Zheng and ate the cold breakfast silently.

Chu Zheng's eyebrows were beating twitching.

Sure enough, something is still wrong!

Xia Qiu used to eat very slowly, but this time it was very fast. Chu Zheng was afraid of irritating him, so she dared not force her to rob him.

When Chu Zheng took off the bowl from Xia Qiu, half-coaxed and half-robbed, Xia Qiu had already eaten halfway.

He glanced at Chu Zheng, got up and walked to the corner, wrapped himself in a blanket, and curled up.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Who am I trampling on the horse?

Why do you still suffer this kind of sin here now?

Whoever loves to serve him or her!

She quit!

-

Ten minutes.

Chu Zheng sat next to Xia Qiu and tried to pull the blanket.

Xia Qiu pulled the blanket very tightly and couldn't pull it at all.
To be continued...