what happened?

Why doesn't the refrigerator door close?

why?

Anxiety is burning fiercely, the beating of the heart is hitting the chest fiercely, becoming more and more rapid and harder, the barbaric force seems to be trying to break through the ground, panic and anxiety make the body uncontrollable She shivered slightly, and even her breathing began to rush.

what happened?

What exactly is going on?

Why can't the refrigerator door close? why? Damn chicken breast, damn! Those **** chicken breasts! Why doesn't the refrigerator door always close?

Breathing, he was about to breathe, his heart seemed to be bursting, and that kind of pain without warning was swept across in such a mighty manner.

What should he do?

boom!

Bang bang!

boom!

What is going on with the refrigerator door? This **** refrigerator! He felt like he was suffocating.

...

Standing in the study, Lan Li faintly heard the sound of the refrigerator crashing. At first, he thought it was just Matthew who had missed his hand and accidentally closed the refrigerator door. This made the sound; but gradually, the crash after another came more and more. The more flustered, more and more rush, revealing a deep anxiety.

Putting down the books quickly, Lan Li rushed all the way towards the kitchen, and then saw Matthew standing at the door of the refrigerator, covering his chest with his hands, breathing extremely fast, as if he was lacking oxygen and was on his cold face. It is full of panic, and it can even catch the breath of fear.

"Matthew?" Lan Li yelled, but Matthew did not answer. Such Matthew was too abnormal, causing Lan Li to have an ominous premonition, calling out, "Charles? Charles!"

"I think something is wrong with me." Matthew panted, shaking uncontrollably.

"What do you mean? What's wrong? Are you sick?" Lan Li tried to help, but didn't dare to approach easily, because Matthew seemed to collapse at any time.

"..." Matthew shook his head, just like that, "I don't know... I..." Matthew's voice disappeared from his throat, and then caught off guard, his tears burst directly, and he clenched his fists and tried to let him go. I straightened down, but the tears still fell uncontrollably, "I don't think I'm right."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Lan Li asked anxiously, looking for the phone in a corner, trying to ask for help.

But the phone was not on him at all, which made Lan Li panic.

"I think I just felt a panic, I can't stop..." Matthew also felt that he was so strange, he had never experienced himself like this, "I don't know, Lan Li, I don't know... you... Can you remove these things? Please, remove them all."

"What? What?" Lan Li was unsure.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know!" Matthew couldn't breathe completely. Even if he breathed with his mouth wide open, he still couldn't feel oxygen.

"What? Chicken breast? Do you want me to remove the chicken breast?" Lan Li noticed the chicken breast scattered all over the floor.

But Matthew could not answer.

"Charles! Do I need to call 911? Do we need to go to the hospital? Charles, what happened? Did you have a heart attack (Heart-Attack)?" Lan Li panicked.

"No, I don't know, no, no, no, no." Matthew just shook his head, just confused, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed Lan Li away, turned and left the kitchen.

Lan Li stood there with blank eyes: he knew something was wrong, but he didn't know how to help. Such a Matthew was too strange.

Lan Li bent down, quickly picked up the chicken **** scattered on the floor, and stuffed it into the refrigerator indiscriminately, only to find a box of chicken **** stuffed in the crack of the door, so that the refrigerator door could not be closed. After pulling it out, he closed the refrigerator door smoothly. , And then walked quickly upstairs and knocked on the door of Matthew's room.

The door was locked.

"Matthew, are you ready to go to bed?" Lan Li knocked on the door and said in a loud voice.

"I need to be quiet." Matthew's voice came from behind the door panel, but it was looming and very weak.

"Matthew, I don't think this is the best time for you to be alone." Lan Li shook his head and refused, "If you are going to sleep, then unlock the door."

"..." Matthew did not answer.

"Matthew, I will leave now to let you be quiet, but you must unlock the door." Lan Li said again.

Matthew still didn't answer.

"boom!"

The door panel of the room door was kicked open directly from the front, and the loud noise exploded like thunder. Matthew, who was lying on the bed, suddenly sat up and looked at Lan Li who broke into the door in disbelief, "You are crazy Already? Sebastian! I'm not a ten-year-old child! I don't need your supervision! Do you know what you are doing?"

"I said, unlock the door! Charles, you know that I refuse to accept'no' as the answer. You shouldn't provoke my bottom line." Lan Li didn't flinch at all, and hit back from the front. The voice was even suppressed. Matthew, "Did you have a mental breakdown? Do we need to go to the hospital now? I know this experience..."

Among the "Mind Hunters", Horton experienced such a moment at the last moment, and Lan Li clearly knew what it felt like.

"No! No, no, no!" Matthew repeatedly stopped Lan Li, "Don't use your performance experience to simulate my state! No! You know I don't like it!" After venting again and again, Matthew only felt tired. , That kind of deep fatigue pulled his ankle, he didn't even have the energy to maintain basic etiquette, "I just...I'm just a little crazy."

"No problem, everyone is allowed to go crazy, but I can't let you close the door and go crazy. Remember? The door of the Prince's Garden was never locked. I didn't do this, and you are not allowed to do it." Lan Li still refused to compromise and looked at Matthew, who had removed his disguise, as if he had returned to Eton College again.

At that time, Matthew had learned to disguise, but he was not good at it. He always defeated the mask easily, and then Matthew had no choice but to freak out beside him. This used to be his favorite prank.

"If you have to go crazy every time you see frozen chicken breast, then I think we may need to find a psychologist." Lan Li said solemnly.

Matthew raised his head speechlessly, looking at Lan Li both upset, angry, ashamed, and irritable, and then uncontrollably, his eyes flushed again, "I don't want him to stay in the freezer. Do you understand? It's like...like that **** frozen chicken breast. He's not...he's not..."

Lan Li's shoulders relaxed a little, "I know he is not. But there is nothing we can do, can we? That was his children's decision."

Matthew just sat on the edge of the bed, breaking down little by little.

Lan Li let out a sigh of relief, walked into the room, and then sat down on the sofa opposite the bed, without saying anything, just waiting for Matthew quietly.

Time passed slowly.

Then Lan Li's voice gently broke the calm, "The last time you collapsed, was it in Eaton? It seems that I used to doodle because of your reading notes?"

"Get away." Matthew didn't lift his head, simply and roughly cut off Lan Li's words, and the room fell into peace again.

Vaguely, it seemed that the sound of the strong wind could be heard surging outside.

Matthew sat quietly on the spot, the turbulent mood gradually calmed down, the panic and fear of the palpitations had disappeared, and his sanity finally returned, but he still couldn't think, but he felt so tired and tired. That deep sleepiness is slowly eating away at his energy.

"The refrigerator is not finished yet." Matthew whispered.

"I will sort it out." Lan Li took the initiative to take the job.

Matthew raised his eyes and glanced at Lan Li speechlessly, expressing deep suspicion.

Lan Li raised his hands and said, "Well, I will let the apartment manager come upstairs to help. I'll just fight by the side. How about? Is this satisfactory?"

Matthew nodded in satisfaction.

"..." Lan Li was speechless.

After a short pause, Matthew continued, "Renly, I am going to return to London to attend the funeral, or Glasgow."

"Well, do you need me to accompany you?" Lan Li nodded, not surprised.

Matthew lay down on the bed again, arbitrarily maintaining a prone posture-this was an incorrect sleeping posture for the nobles, and then said, "No, no need." His voice became more and more lazy. Heavier and heavier, it was like drooping eyelids, faintly fleeing into the darkness, "I...I want to see him off myself. I need...I need to face Henry and his children by myself. Do it yourself, as if you escorted Heather."

"Yeah." Lan Li replied in a deep voice.

Matthew didn't speak any more, so he fell asleep deeply, his breathing gradually stabilized, his heartbeat gradually stabilized, and finally he found stability again.

But Lan Li still did not leave, just sat quietly on the spot, guarding Matthew like this, listening to the sound of time slipping away from her fingertips.

It was not until he was sure that Matthew really fell asleep completely tired, there was no nightmare, and no panic, and the steady breathing sounded gently in the night, Lan Li stood up and left the room lightly. But he still didn't turn off the light, but left the creamy yellow lamp on the bedside table to drive away the darkness.

Standing at the door of the room~lightnovelpub.net~ Lan Li let out a sigh: Parting is still so difficult after all, even after going through it again and again.

Looking back at the door lock that was kicked to pieces, I finally don't have to worry about locking the door.

Back in the hall, going around, finally found his mobile phone in the key bowl at the door-although Lan Li didn't know why the mobile phone appeared, and then dialed Philip Demba's phone.

"Well, I won't go back. Matthew needs to walk this part of the road by himself, but his condition is not good. If Henry comes, don't let him see Matthew. I don't like the way he handles things.

Lan Li's footsteps slowly came to the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the lights of Wanjia outside the window.

"Philip, can I ask you something? Could you please talk to Hayter's children and ask them to accept Matthew's funding to help Hayter return to Glasgow. This is his last wish. I know this is an excessive request." After all, your position is a bit special, but I sincerely hope you can help."

"Thank you, Philip."

"Also, please give Haite a bunch of flowers instead of me."