The tie around his neck made it difficult to breathe. Every second that passed, the tie became tighter, so tight that he had to open his mouth to breathe.
Ke Wen Baijing was reluctant to loosen his tie a little. He raised his hand to touch the tie. Her body temperature still remained on the blue Windsor knot.
Wen Baijing rushed to the balcony, the sky was getting darker and darker, the raindrops were like thousands of dendrobiums of mercury falling on the ground, and the sad wind was like a knife blade.
Downstairs there is a clear lotus hanging stubbornly in the wind and rain.
It is ironic for him to do what his heart desires. No one knew that his eyes were as blurry as raindrops at this moment.
The rain he missed three years ago drenched him from head to toe today.
Ye Zhenzhen was walking in the rain. The hem of her skirt raised by the strong wind was the wet wings of a butterfly. The wet hem of her skirt was wrapped heavily around her calves.
Behind her was a man in a black suit, who was holding a black umbrella and trying to protect her from the rain.
Passing by the shelves full of roses, the red ones are scattered everywhere. There are thousands of idle sorrows, and I have no words to blame the east wind.
She had imagined the scene when he said "I love you" countless times. It should have been sweeter than soaking in a honey pot. She should have been jumping for joy and getting carried away. But now, hearing that I love you in this situation, how can it be so painful?
It was more bitter than the traditional Chinese medicine and coffee she had drunk together.
All the beautiful attachments in her life were dispersed in this misty Jiangnan like the white mist before her eyes.
Should we complain? Should you hate it? The only person she could resent was herself. Is the world unfair to her? It seems not.
She was loved and had a seemingly bright future. When she thought that the road ahead was smooth and that all the hardships would be rewarded, the mistakes she had made would turn into a sharp jade-like blade piercing her forehead three years later.
If you have to correct your mistakes, redeem your sins, lose your love, lose your future, and be despised by everyone, is this punishment too severe?
Back at Tinglan Garden, the air was duller than on a rainy day.
It’s been so long since I’ve been back that even the air in the room feels like time has stood still, so I can feel at ease and be passive and lazy.
She spent several years in a state of confusion. Pain is like a green-skinned train, driving, clanging, and swaying in the endless dark mountain tunnels.
There is no light, no human voice, just so isolated from the world. Drive to the end of the world, drive towards nothingness, drive towards the nothingness of nothingness.
The doorbell kept ringing, endlessly.
I felt like there was a shell of ice clinging to my body, making my whole body stiff and numb from the cold.
Ye Zhenzhen opened the door as if sleepwalking, and turned back to the bedroom in a daze.
Ye Mao packed a lot of things and squeezed into the house. He went to the kitchen with ease and placed the food neatly in the refrigerator.
Put it awayAfter eating, Ye Mao wiped his sweat and looked around. The room was very clean, and the trash can was even cleaner. It was so clean that it didn't look like someone was living there.
Ye Mao pushed open the bedroom door and saw a big bulge on the bed. Ye Zhenzhen huddled up in the bed, not even a hair showing.
Ye Mao stood by the bed and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister, don't do this."
The dumpling in the bed didn't move, as if he didn't hear him.
Ye Mao reached out to lift the quilt, but raised and lowered his arms weakly, "I cooked seafood porridge for you. Get up and drink some before you rest."
Ye Zhen Zhen groaned in bed and said: "I don't want to drink, you go back to the store and take care of the business."
Ye Mao carefully sat down by the bed and said with a sad face: "Sister, you What if you don’t eat or drink and your body is damaged? Do you know how worried we are about you?”
Ye Zhenzhen felt a little uncomfortable in the quilt, and exposed half of her head to breathe, “Xiao Mao, Let me be quiet."
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Ye Mao's eyes turned red, "Sister, I'm scared of you like this. Can you please stop scaring me..."
"Don't worry, I won't seek death or survival." Ye Zhen Zhen turned her back to Ye Mao and covered her face with her hands to reassure her brother, "I won't be overwhelmed."
Ye Maoxu sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at the floor with dull eyes, " Sister, when will you cheer up? Life has to go on. What will happen if your parents find out that you are like this?"
She was immersed in her negative mood and did not jump up and threaten her brother not to talk nonsense. . He just shrank back into bed without saying a word and wrapped himself into a solid rice dumpling.
Ye Mao inserted his fingers into his hair, "You haven't had a good meal these days. If you continue like this, you will have serious health problems."
The siblings are in a stalemate, who can You can't convince the other party either.
The two stood back to back in silence for a long time.
Ye Mao took out the cigarette case from his pocket and held it in his hand, but never opened the cigarette case.
The mobile phone next to the pillow is a black brick and has not been charged for many days.
It feels good to be isolated from the world, temporarily escaping the hustle and bustle.
She didn’t want to know anything, didn’t want to see anyone, let alone talk.
Sometimes she even wants to hide in the closet. The room is too big and makes people feel insecure.
Ye Mao asked softly: "Sister, do you blame him?"
Ye Zhenzhen finally felt a little touched and silently shook her head in bed.
Ye Mao sighed softly and lowered his head, "Logically speaking, I should blame him, but that would be too heartless. But if I don't blame him, I feel sorry for you. You Do you understand how I feel?"
Ye Zhenzhen lifted the quilt and sat up, regaining her senses instantly, with a look of recognition on her face.She really said: "I don't blame him, so why do you have to blame him? Besides, I can only blame myself for this matter."
When she said it later, her head and voice dropped. Going down, I felt weak.
Ye Mao turned to look at her and advised: "Sister, it's all over. Can you cheer up soon?"
It's all over.
Is it all over?
There is no past for her. It’s so hard to get over.
Wang You sent a message asking Ye Mao, has sister had any porridge? Is the condition any better? Please tell me not to think too hard, everything will be fine.
Ye Mao handed the phone to Ye Zhenzhen for her to look at, saying that Wang You knew that you didn’t want to see anyone. He was obviously worried about you but didn’t dare to come see you for fear of upsetting you.
Being humiliated in front of her relatives, Ye Zhenzhen lowered her head in embarrassment and asked in a low voice: "Xiao Mao, will you look down on me? I just wanted to make more money. Go to work at the nightclub..."
Ye Mao turned sideways and faced her and said, "You are my sister, I know you will not do anything bad. You have resigned from there a long time ago. Don't think about this anymore."
Ye Zhenzhen pursed her lips tightly, feeling a little moved and ashamed, and said regretfully: "Xiao Mao, I did something wrong, do you know? I really regret it...I regret it so much..."
She covered her face with her hands, drew her knees up in front of her, and buried her head in her knees.
Ye Mao's eyes became moist, and there were a few more red bloodshot eyes, "Sister, it's all over. Don't think about it anymore. Thinking too much can easily break your body... If you are like this now, he will I’m not at ease..."
Ye Zhenzhen smiled bitterly and shook her head, feeling even more sad.
Ye Mao stared straight at her, the forest was cold and solemn, the night moon was full of frost - there was such a lonely and desolate late autumn scene in her eyes.