365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods

Like a stone falling in the lake, Chu Yu felt ripples in his heart and reflected in his eyes. Under the light, there was a bit of starlight.

"knowledge."

Of course Chu Yu knew that the text message was just a prelude, and Lavender was just the opening, and it was the climax now, but she did not expect the climax to be so violent and without warning.

"My sister has been taking Xiaoyuewan for the past few days, and she was busy taking her shopping, buying her clothes, peeling crabs for her, talking and laughing with her," Xia Yihan kept smiling, "I know what my sister is thinking. Lead me out, it turns out that you won."

She really couldn't help but sent a text message, revealing that her position was in Luoyu, so that the police strengthened the protection of He and his wife. If it wasn't for the murder case in Wuhuai, which attracted the attention of Chu Yu and the police, she would probably be there. No way to start.

Hearing this confession, Chu Yu couldn't help but explode the fireworks. She knew that Xia Yihan would show her feet. First of all, she knew her position in Xia Yihan's heart. This seemed not to be a feeling, but a complex, silent. The complex is the deadliest.

In addition, Xiaoyuewan looks a bit like Xia Yihan, and the age is similar. If Chu Yu and Xiaoyuewan are intimate, Xia Yihan can't help but substitute for herself, thinking about it, and want to replace Xiaoyuewan.

In the end, because Xiaoyuewan was hired by Xia Yihan to follow Chu Yu, she was caught by Chu Yu, which is equivalent to Xia Yihan personally sending people to her. Xia Yihan originally hoped that Chu Yu would punish Xiaoyuewan severely, or ask for some release. , But the result was unexpected, it would irritate her, and she couldn't help but take action to pry Xiaoyuewan away from Chu Yu again.

But after only three seconds of happiness, Chu Yu immediately frightened again. Xiaoyuewan was always taken by Fang Datuo. Yesterday, when Muyu said that she was picking up people, she never mentioned Xiaoyuewan, where is she now!

"My sister is so close to her, isn't she afraid that I will kill her?"

Chu Yu came back to his senses, his eyes rolled around Xia Yihan's face, categorically, "You won't."

Chu Yu always believed that her crimes would have special meaning, and she would not draw the knife casually. Otherwise, with her ability to drift freely across the country, people would not know how many people died.

"Sister thinks of me too much," Xia Yihan lowered her eyelashes, stretched out a strand of Chuyu's long hair, and circled her fingertips, "I don't like killing, but I am not afraid of killing. When the time is right, I will also Will do it."

Chu Yu felt that she meant something, and couldn't help but grasp her restless hand, "What do you mean?"

Xia Yihan stared at her without making a sound.

"Well, let's make an agreement. If you don't move Xiaoyuewan, I won't be too close to her."

"Okay!" Xia Yihan stretched out her little finger, "Retract the hook as proof!"

The two hands were hooked together and pulled, and in the simplest way, a murder-level agreement was reached.

"Sister, what do you want to eat for lunch, I'll go shopping for groceries."

The words were spoken naturally and proficiently, as if they had been repeated thousands of times before blurting out.

Chu Yu: "When you come back from shopping, do you do it or me?"

Cooking is more difficult for Chu Yu than neuroscience. She was called "Little Princess in the Kitchen" by Fang Datuo, meaning that in the kitchen, you can only be a princess, sitting obediently, not touching things, pots and bowls. Keep a scoop, firewood, rice, oil and salt away, or the kitchen will fry.

Xia Yihan put on a spring and autumn leather jacket, folded up the sleeves, showing her slender arms, "I do it, why am I willing to let you cook?"

Chu Yu suddenly remembered that when he was in the psychiatric hospital, Xia Yihan was clamoring to eat the dishes she cooked, so accompanied by many medical and security guards, they arrived at the back kitchen, and she showed her skills and made a plate of biscuits—of course, the dough was kneaded by the chef. The biscuits are baked in the oven. What she may do is to put the cookie dough into the oven, and then sponsor the biscuits. The biscuits are called "Chu's Sweets" by Rong.

Xia Yihan must have seen it at that time, she was a kitchen idiot, extremely serious!

Hearing that Xia Yihan was going out to buy groceries, Chu Yu couldn't help wondering what would happen to her while she was out?

Within three seconds, Xia Yihan moved an armchair and let Chu Yu sit on it.

Then, she took out the hand strap and fixed Chu Yu's hands and feet to the chair, and then used an iron chain to tie the chair window railings to each other. In this way, even if Chu Yu made a lot of money, he could only move a few centimeters left and right.

Finally, Xia Yihan took out a large group of medical cotton, stuffed it into Chu Yu’s mouth, and wrapped her temples behind her ears by the way, “Sister may be uncomfortable, but I’ll be back soon and wait for me.”

Chu Yu didn't move his head, looked up, and rewarded her with a roll of eyes: If you have the ability, don't come back!

As soon as Xia Yihan left, the whole house fell into silence. Chu Yu looked at the whole room with his eyes as far as he could. The gray walls, old furniture, bedroom, and Xia Yihan's disguise decorations, tools, and even weapons...

If she kidnapped her because Xia Yihan was so upset about Xiaoyuewan, and wanted to experience the feeling of being close to her in person, are they getting close together?

Chu Yu closed her eyes. She thought that as long as she was mixed with personal feelings in business affairs, she did not expect Xia Yihan to be the same. In the intensively arranged "homicide crime" cause, she changed her plan and took time out for the sake of See her, accompany her on vacation, and chat with her, albeit a bit brutal.

Half an hour later, Xia Yihan came back with a big bag and a small bag, put the things on the dinner table, and quickly came to Chu Yu to loosen it.

"Get up and move around, jump, jump, don't be suffocated."

Chu Yu's hands and feet were fine, but her mouth was numb, she spit a lot in the toilet before she came back.

Xia Yihan put away the hand strap and iron chain, "Sister has worked hard, I will make a good meal at noon, please treat me!"

Chu Yu held the bath tub, turned his head, his eyes were sharp, "Next time you go out, you can just knock me out and throw me on the bed without tying or restraining it. It's so troublesome!"

"I can't do it," Xia Yihan walked over and pulled the corner of her clothes. "Sister, come to the kitchen to accompany me. I'll cook, and you can help me."

Bringing all the dishes to the kitchen, Xia Yihan took the lettuce out and put it in the vegetable scouring pond. "Sister, please sort it out. I'll cut it after it's sorted out."

Chu Yu picked up a piece of lettuce, looked at it, and asked in depth, "How to deal with it?"

Xia Yihan took the vegetable in his hand, like teaching a child, "Well, take off the leaves and pick them into a bare vegetable stick."

"Then why don't you use a knife and cut it all at once?"

Xia Yihan: "Because my sister can only pick vegetables."

Chu Yu: "..."

Nothing wrong, tell the truth in one word!

Chu Yu finally stood by the pool obediently and started picking vegetables, but she didn't tear it gently like Xia Yihan did. She grabbed the leaves and pulled them directly. From a distance, it looked like pulling chicken feathers, just like lettuce with some lettuce. There was a piercing cry.

She was busy by the pool, Xia Yihan began to cut the meat, cutting the lean meat into thin slices. Her knife skills were very good, and the thickness of the knife was uniform. The slices were like this, comparable to the machine.

Chu Yu glanced back, suddenly his scalp was numb, and the mental patient stood behind him. Is there anyone in this world who is bolder than her? Although she knew that this little pervert would not be messy, such as suddenly coming up to give her a carotid stab, she was always weird. She remembered from beginning to end that she was a mental patient and a patient in need of treatment.

"Axia, shall I cut it?"

Xia Yihan kept his eyes on, and kept moving his hands, "Sister doesn't believe in my sword skills?"

Chu Yu: It's not that I don't believe it, but I believe it too much!

"I want to try. I used to perform surgical operations or dissect the human body. I haven't cut pork. I want to see if I can master it."

Xia Yihan listened, moved for a while, raised his head and laughed, "Wow, I also want to see how my sister's sword skills are."

She gave up her position, and Chu Yu took over. The moment she picked up the knife, she panicked. It turned out to be totally different from a scalpel. This kitchen knife is made of iron and has a wooden handle. It is too heavy for her, and the wrist has to be lifted with great effort. The blade needs to control the strength to do the cutting, which is a bit overwhelming.

All of her attention was focused on pork for a while, and only pork—a side dish that she usually didn’t pay attention to. There was so much effort in it—Fang Datuo's image suddenly became taller. It's really Wen Ke doing research, Wu Keqie. pork!

The hand trembled and swayed a few times. After finally going down, I couldn't cut it through. I cut it halfway and stuck in the middle. I had to chop down hard. The blade was not controlled properly. The direction was skewed. The cut was thicker, and the whole piece was gnawed with the pig. It's like coming out.

In fact, it’s ugly, as long as you can eat it, but there are already Xia Yihan’s finished products before. If there is a comparison, there will be harm. Chu Yu looked back and forth between the two levels, feeling that the two pieces of meat before and after are not the same species. Cut out.

She tremblingly picked up the knife, preparing to start the second round of suffering, suddenly felt a tight waist and a hot shoulder.

Xia Yihan suddenly hugged her from behind, folded her hands in her abdomen, buried her head in the fossa of her neck, rubbed her cheeks against her neck, itching slightly.

Chu Yu was electrocuted all over, standing on the spot, holding the knife tightly with his right hand, and pressing the pork with his left hand, using too much force, the meat was dented by her. She felt the breath of the person behind her, spitting out between her neck, causing her whole body to become hot, her face flushed with a brush, and her breathing became difficult, stiff and motionless.

Although he often gives other people psychotherapy and sometimes needs to use body language to show kindness and concern, Chu Yu himself doesn't like physical contact, and is even a bit repulsive. Song Qingyang's mother was distressed because Qingyang refused to contact others, and asked Chu Yu to heal her.

Chu Yu expressed his deep understanding, not understanding Song Mama, but Song Qingyang, just like cats don't like to touch the water, they don't like walking hand in hand with others, the problem is not big!

Xia Yihan felt Chu Yu's discomfort, but she did not let it go. Instead, she chuckled softly, teased three-pointers, and molested seven-pointers. "Sister is afraid of being held by others? Can't even hold me?"

Chu Yu suddenly remembered that at Bo Ruian's house, she suddenly hugged herself like this, holding herself for two hours without panting. Could this be the legendary hug crazy demon?

Is this a major symptom or disease classification that the mental illness community has not discovered?

"If it feels so comfortable, just hold it for five minutes."

Chu Yu tried his best to make her voice sound calm and gentle. She couldn't stand it for more than five minutes, and she would froze into a corpse.

"Sister, you have to believe me..."

Because the head is buried in the neck, and the voice is not loud, it is so long that it sounds like dreaming and acting like a baby.

Chu Yu was taken aback, "Huh?"

"Sister, will you stay with me forever?"

There was an excitement in his mind, and Chu Yu felt that these words seemed to be familiar. At Bo Ruian's house, when she pretended to be Liao Feng and hugged herself, she also said the same—

"Xiao Chu, you...you have to believe me."

"Xiao Chu, will you always be with me?"

It's just that this time, compared with the last time, it seems more affectionate, because there is no crying, there is no sorrow of the last time, it seems to be an understatement, but it sounds very connotative.

Chu Yu put the knife down, wiped her hands, then folded her hands, covering the back of her hand, and pressed it lightly, "If you put down the sharp knife and stay by my side, I will stay by your side."

"Perhaps," Chu Yu frowned, because of his bare face, his lips were faint, but his words were extremely serious. "You can tell me the reason for picking up a sharp knife. Maybe I can be your knife, with the tip of the knife moving forward, and doing it for you. Long-cherished wish."

If the long-cherished wish is reasonable.

Xia Yihan rubbed Chu Yu's neck and did not make a sound. She hugged for a while, as if pinching, and after holding it for five minutes, she let go of Chu Yu and let her wait in the dining room.

After more than an hour, Chef Xia officially completed the work. Three dishes and one soup were served on the table. Fried pork with lettuce, braised mandarin fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, plus three fresh and miscellaneous mushrooms, all Chu Yu liked, Fang Datuo often Do it to bribe her.

Chu Yu was surprised and delighted, looking at Xia Yihan's gaze a little complicated—this girl must have been watching her, otherwise it would be impossible to know her taste well. How many years has it been under surveillance?

"Sister, sit down, make up for your body these few days!"

Xia Yihan pulled the two stools apart and smiled innocently, as if the sadness just now did not exist. It was an illusion and an illusion.

The TV in the living room was still on, and the whole room was filled with whispering, gaining popularity, Chu Yu picked up the tableware, ate, picked up the dishes, put it in the mouth, and swallowed. She didn’t respond the whole time, just rely on it. By observing words and watching colors, there is no way to judge whether it suits the taste.

"How is it, is it delicious?"

"Not bad, very good."

Chu Bolan is not surprised, the more inner thoughts: It is okay to turn her back to the investigation office to become a chef in the future!

Thanks to the appreciation, Xia Yihan grinned, because she was cooking, she tied her hair up, tied a high ponytail, and wore a dark gray sweater coat. The whole person looked clean and fresh.

She picked a fish into the bowl and began to trim the spines. There were not many spines in the mandarin fish. There were only big spines and no small spines. Her hands were sharp and she straightened it out three or five times, dipped it in some soup, and put it in a Chu Yu bowl. .

Chu Yu was taken aback, but he was not vague. He picked it up and ate it. It was sour without a fishbone. He went straight and let go of his bite.

She suddenly remembered that at the crab restaurant a few days ago, she helped Xiaoyuewan peel crabs, while Xia Yihan was watching from the other side.

Seeing her eating happily, Xia Yihan was happier, speeding up her hands, Chu Yu actually couldn't eat her speed.

After eating a seven-point full, Chu Yu was about to take a rest. She raised her head. At the moment when the sun was at its peak, she illuminated the creeper outside in green, and the light and shadow penetrated through the railing window and projected onto the ground, forming a black Grey and white fine brushwork.

There were insects outside the window, there was a beep on the TV, and there were noises of neighbors cooking, washing dishes and pumping water. These sounds would be harmonious and integrated. Chu Yu looked out the window, and his eyes scanned the bridge of Xia Yihan’s side face. Get engrossed.

This is really like a home, as if she and Xia Yihan have been with each other and have lived here for many years. Xia Yihan goes shopping and cooking every day, and then she waits for her to go home, chatting, eating, and washing dishes together.

Chu Yu started to attend tutoring classes at the age of three, tutoring in elementary school, self-study of human anatomy in junior high school, going abroad in high school, double degree in university, and taking over the investigation office after returning to China. I think I am used to being busy, I will feel uncomfortable when I am free, and I have already suffered from "idle allergy".

But at this moment, she was so obsessed with this leisure, she was clearly in it, but she began to miss it, and looked at it with a reminiscence-half a room, a double, a table of rice, two pairs of chopsticks, endless words.

Chu Yu couldn't help smiling, his eyes wandering greedily in the room, falling on the TV screen in the living room.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, which looked particularly harsh in a small room, and Chu Yu clearly felt the transient change of Xia Yihan's aura, and his eyes sharpened.