Xia Xiaobei.

I never dared to think about what you would be like when you left. What life will become, what I will become.

Couple slippers become only one pair.

When I was brushing my teeth, I looked at the kissing cup and before I could wash my face, I was washed away by tears.

It turns out that an extra pillow on the bed will make people insomnia, and I realized that my bed is so big.

The empty room is filled with your smell everywhere, and even the kitchen will make people feel heartbroken.

When I go to the supermarket to buy vegetables, I can't help but turn around and ask you, "Would you be good to make this tonight?" The uncle who was walking behind me looked at me inexplicably. I was stunned.

It’s all because you are so pretty, I can’t accept the gap for a while.

The street lights in the community broke down again. I accidentally sprained my ankle after working overtime last night.

You said you would put candles downstairs in my house every night, but now only the remaining candles I put for your birthday.

The cashier in the supermarket asked me how much I bought the ring, and my husband was willing to do so. I smiled and said, "Auntie, this is fake." The aunt said, "The fake diamonds are so shiny now. My son will remind him to be careful when he gets married in the future."

You are gone, what's the difference between true and false?

I found out the "Mold Rouge" disc again. I used to cry so hard that you looked down on me, but now I am not sad at all.

It’s just a separation from life and death. Really, I can persist without crying.

I moved all the things you had when you were a child. I always thought that when we were old, I would count them out and see them all.

I'm waiting for one day, you will personally tell me stories of the past.

I'll wait, and when they are dusted again, you still haven't come back.

That day, she had been crying for a long time, but there was a small light in the restaurant, dim, illuminating the small corner. She sat outside the aperture, and she took a can of beer apart.

She hadn't drunk for a long time. Tonight, she just wanted to get drunk. Maybe she could see him when she was drunk.

After so long, she never even dreamed of Shao Qian. How could he be so cruel that he never came back to see her once?

She sat on the windowsill, and the whole window was open, and the evening breeze blew on her face, causing her tears to quickly dry. She bent her knees and took her bare feet to the windowsill, curled up in a ball, and under her feet were countless buildings in this prosperous capital. As night fell, it was the lights of thousands of families. When the lights were on, countless people and traffic flowed under her feet. At this high, when she looked down, she could only see dense black dots flowing slowly, converging into a long river. As long as she jumped so gently, she would also be thrown into this long river.

When she looked up again, the beer in the can was empty. She turned the whole can over, and only a few drops were exposed. She shook her hand and threw the beer can on the floor of the living room. The can rolled it a few times, making a crisp collision sound.

She chuckled softly, she didn't dare, she still had her parents and Xia Nan, she couldn't die.

She took out a photo from her pocket with her trembling hands. A small square piece with its corners still crooked, and it looked like a human-made shape. The only one in the photo was her, she was stunned and stupid, looking at the camera. Later, she spent a lot of effort but couldn't find the other half.

Shaoqian said, this picture is not good, and we will take a photo again next time and put it in your wallet.

But they never had the chance to take a photo. He said it was not good, but he just said that he was not good, so he kept her half. Unfortunately, she ended up not having a recent photo of him.

The surface of the photo was slightly frizzy, perhaps because he often rubbed it repeatedly when he was alone. She pressed the photo tightly on her face, as if she could feel the temperature of his fingertips, as if he was stroking his hands on her face, so intimate that she could finally stick together.

Xiao Liu stood for a long time and finally waited until Lei Yunze closed the document. It was getting late, so she carefully put the cake on and said, "President, the cake you ordered has been delivered."

He glanced at it, quite satisfied, nodded and said, "Let's go, you can go home from get off work."

Xiao Liu finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and left.

Lei Yunze packed up his documents and pen, sorted out his shirt collar, and walked towards the office window. The huge capital was drowsy, just when night was approaching.

He remembered that in those years, when they were still in Beijing, when every child had a birthday, the housekeeper would always order a big cake early. No matter how busy the father and mother were, they would take the time to go home for dinner. The whole family sat together happily and had a meal. The atmosphere was even more pleasant than the New Year. Because there wouldn’t be so many people who would give gifts to each other to meet.

That year, Shaoqian's birthday was still sitting at the dining table as usual, waiting for the birthday boy to blow the candles and start the meal, but it was almost eight o'clock and Shaoqian still didn't come back. His father's face turned pale and he said, "Don't wait, start the meal." The mother persuaded him repeatedly and suppressed his father's anger. Not long after, Shaoqian came back in a dirt face, with his face blue and purple, and he seemed to be fighting with someone. The old man was so angry that he didn't go to pick up the rattan, but Shaoqian said with confidence

: "You can't win a fight, don't you lose all the face of the Lei family?" This is the old man's catchphrase. He always scolds them and says, "You are simply losing all the face of the Lei family." For his birthday, he finally avoided a rattan, but he lost the interest in celebrating his birthday. The two brothers privately solved the cake in the bedroom. He remembered it very clearly. At that time, Shaoqian's mouth was still covered with butter and asked him: "Second brother, I didn't really embarrass the Lei family, why can't my surname be Lei?"

He couldn't tell the reason at that time. Later, they came to Shanghai together. Every year, every year, only two brothers celebrated their birthdays. He found a bottle of wine from the office cabinet, poured it into the goblet, and raised his glass into the air far away: "Shaoqian, this year I am celebrating your birthday again. Congratulations, you are thirty years old."

After saying that, he raised his glass to drink, and the strong foreign wine penetrated into his throat, sweet and sour, and it was hard to describe it.

He drove around the ring road in Beijing. Before the cake was opened, he put it in the passenger seat. In the afternoon, he called from the ancestral home and said that Miss Xia had come and moved all the things from the third master. He asked, "Is there much?" The servant briefly described it, so he explained it and asked someone to drive Miss Xia back.

For some reason, he drove the car to Shaoqian's apartment on the Second Ring Road. He parked the car outside the community gate. The guard recognized him, opened the floodgates, and greeted him enthusiastically: "Mr. Lei, go in?"

He shook his head and waved his hand. The guard was a little surprised. He was about to withdraw the gate, but when the lights lit up, he drove straight towards him again.

The wheels rolled over the speed bump and drove all the way to the depths of the community. He only visited the apartment here once when it was just renovated. Shaoqian had just bought it and called a few friends to come to see the house. The group of people got drunk that night, and they never came again. Even Shaoqian himself probably forgot about it. At this moment, he was very impressed. He parked the car in front of a unit and confirmed that he remembered it correctly. Then he locked the car and walked down.

After Shaoqian left, as his elder brother, he was fully responsible for his funeral. When checking his inheritance, he counted the keys to all his real estate. He remembered that this was Xiruidu... He took out a bunch of keys from his pants pocket and inserted it into the electronic lock. The door indeed made a clanging sound and opened.

He was holding the box of cake in his other hand and took the elevator all the way up. The clear mirror wall in the elevator clearly reflected his face, his brows slightly frowned, his expression anxious and depressed. He looked at the time on the watch, and then at himself in the glass, for some reason, which made him even more irritable.

Today is Shaoqian’s birthday.

That day, he went to the airport to tell her that he actually knew that she was on a business trip to Chengdu and had already ordered her secretary to book a seat in the restaurant, hoping to welcome her and help her relieve her sadness over the past few days.

She quickly lost weight. She saw her blurry silhouette at the airport that day, and she felt shocking. She loved Shaoqian so much and once wanted to go with him.

In the mirror, there was a hint of bitterness at the curve of the corners of my lips. Isn't that the same? I knew she was here, so I could come here by chance. He told himself in his heart that he was just afraid that she would be unable to think about it on this special day, just to help Shaoqian take care of her, just look... and take a look.

The key turned around the door lock, and with the sound of "click", both of them were shocked inside and outside the door.

Xia Xiaobei had just opened a can of beer in his hand. Before he could drink it, he rolled onto the ground a few times. The wine spread all over the floor. As soon as the door opened, he smelled the strong smell of alcohol. Lei Yunze's eyes swept over quickly, and finally condensed on Xia Xiaobei who was drunk and almost unstable.

The anger was almost about to break out, but before he could speak, she pounced on him and grabbed his hand tightly. She pinched him tightly, and her nails almost fell into his flesh.

Her eyes seemed to have the color of the wine, with a transparent and seductive amber color. The moment she opened her eyes and saw him, it seemed as if a fire was thrown into the alcohol, igniting all the light.

She suddenly threw herself into his arms, and her side face was tightly pressed against his chest through a layer of suit and shirt. The posture seemed to be listening to his heartbeat, but her hands holding him were shaking. No, her whole body was shaking violently.

He didn't know if she was crying or what was wrong, but he felt that she seemed very painful and very happy. The cake he was holding fell on the ground without any warning, and turned it over. The soft cream and cake were deformed, leaking out of the box and pouring it on the floor. He was like a stiff puppet, letting her hold it all the time.

The powerful heartbeat was transmitted through the eardrum layer by layer, pounding, pounding, living, she couldn't believe it!

She suddenly raised her face and hooked her hands on his neck, giving him no room for thinking, and then kissed her. Her wet lips were fragrant with wine, and unexpected surprise, touching the incredible warmth.

The paralysis of alcohol hit his nerves instinctively, but he couldn't get it away, or the strength was insignificant. She hugged his neck tightly, and she felt like she was hanging from him, and she refused to let go. He broke off her hand, and she snatched him tightly with her fingers, and then he pushed her fingers away one by one.

Cold tears fell one by one, and hit his hand, but it was like a boiling flame, which made him withdraw his hand suddenly. Xia Xiaobei rushed in and could no longer control it, curled up on the ground and cried bitterly: "Shaoqian... do you even want me..."

Lei Yunze hurriedly retreated and was stunned for a moment, as if he was struck by lightning, his face turned pale. He didn't know what he was thinking about at the moment, do he want to laugh? But he felt so uncomfortable that he just wanted to die. The fist he held in his hand tightened unconsciously. He gritted his teeth and did not look at the woman who was sobbing on the ground, and turned out. He didn't look at his feet at all. The bottom of his leather shoes stepped on the cake, and a thick lump of butter was stained with him. He didn't realize anything. When he held the door handle with his hand, he stopped and heard her sad voice like a kitten: "Shaoqian... don't leave..."

She finally looked up at him, her eyes showing a desire he had never seen before in recent years. When did she look at him with this kind of eyes?

He thought he must be crazy, or even he was drunk, he was bewitched by her eyes! His fingers were peeled off from the cold hand bit by bit. He didn't know what he was thinking at that moment. When his consciousness came, he had already turned around, lifted her up from the ground, and kissed her fiercely.

The peace of mind at that moment finally allowed him to breathe. The warmth and comfort he felt just now finally came back. It turned out that he was so eager, it turned out that he was so shameless... He didn't care about it, and his big hand tightly held the back of her head and bit her lips hard. The bloody sweetness spread in his mouth. It was not a kiss at all, it was a bite, a barbaric vent. He didn't know what he wanted to do, but he felt a stream of air running in his body, eager to find an outlet to vent, and this outlet was her. He pried open her lips and teeth and poured out his anger.

The tingling pain on the lips stimulated Xia Xiaobei severely. The drunkenness was a little clear, and she slowly opened her eyes, looking at the extremely imminent eyebrows, and her fingers greedily depicted the thick eyebrows. The deep eyes were him, and her Shaoqian was finally willing to come back to see her... She closed her eyes, cried with joy, forgot the pain on her lips, and even took the initiative to come up to cater to him. It would be better if the pain was a little, and it would make her feel him clearly, so that she would not let her live but live like she was dead, and she would be numb for the rest of her life.

Her response was like an inspiration for him. The flames in her heart leaped higher, and her little hand was touching him restlessly. He grabbed one of her hands, and her other hand rushed up again. Later, he had no choice but to use her and pressed her against the wall with a hoarse and violent voice: "Xia Xiaobei, you have enough trouble!"

She just cried, looking at him blankly and sadly. Before he could think clearly, she put it on and kissed him again, sticking it to him like a rubber candy but couldn't remove it. He had no choice but to hold her down and started to pull her clothes. She didn't hide. Her thin body was stripped clean and still stuck to him. He had never been so confused in his life. He was so impatient like a child. He hugged her and threw her on the bed in the bedroom, pressed it up and tore off his clothes.

She was still crying under him. He never knew that women had so many tears. At first he possessed very fiercely, and the rude force almost teared her apart. Her delicate legs were kicking desperately on his side, and her nails drew blood marks on his back. When it hurt so much, she buried her face in the pillow and grabbed it tightly. She cried so hard that he finally pulled out her face and pressed it in her arms to coax it, but she was still crying, crying so painfully, crying so desperately, crying so heartbroken, and in his arms, it was in his arms, as if the child was snuggling in a cradle that made him unable to continue.

He pressed her firmly in his arms. When he entered her again, he heard her sob: "Shaoqian, don't leave me again..." A small voice, like a very thin needle, was pierced in tightly. He felt ache in his heart, and he snuggled her tightly and replied softly: "Well..."

She seemed to have a guarantee, and finally stopped crying and hugged him with confidence. Her tender arms slid behind him. He had never enjoyed her active cooperation. There was a faint pain in her chest. He knew that it would hurt for a long time, maybe for a lifetime, but he was still devastated.

It seemed to be raining outside the window. The window in the living room had not been closed all night. The room was filled with tide and dampness. Xia Xiaobei felt uncomfortable with his neck resting on the hard body, and his body was also sticky, as if it was distracted.

The rustling sound of rain hit her ears, and she finally frowned and opened her eyes, and her headache was about to break. At the moment of waking up, she felt that everything in front of her became far and near, and she couldn't tell the difference. Time and space were intertwined. She thought she was still living in Shaoqian's apartment in Beijing two months ago. Shaoqian always loved to sleep with her. Even if she curled up, he could still bury her head in her neck.

The shoulders were cold, and her thinking became clearer. She drank some wine last night, and then she saw Shaoqian... A sharp light flashed through her mind, and she sat up suddenly! Shaoqian was no longer there, how could she see Shaoqian? Who is it, who is that? She turned her head in panic, but at that moment, the fear in her heart was something she would never want to feel again in her life. The familiar eyebrows and eyes were pressed against the snow-white pillow, and she was shocked to find that it was Lei Yunze lying beside her!

There was a buzzing sound in her head, and all the blood was pouring up almost at the same time! She looked around for her clothes. Her clothes were torn off by him in the living room last night, and she couldn't see them at all. So she pulled the quilt. He was finally awakened by the side. Seeing the familiar eyes gradually opening, she suddenly felt the fear of the end of the world, just wanted to hide herself, just to disappear completely!

She suddenly covered her head with the quilt and screamed!

Lei Yunze opened his sleepy eyes, looked at Xia Xiaobei who was crazy beside him, and suddenly woke up and tentatively called: "Xiaobei..."

His voice was more like a nightmare, and she screamed even harder, "Ah-" "Ah-" and "Ah-" roars over the bedroom in the early morning.

Lei Yunze had no choice. He had already put on his clothes and stood outside the bathroom door. He wanted to knock on the door several times, but he took his hands back. He knew that Xia Xiaobei could not accept this fact now. In fact, last night, he knew that she just treated him as Shao Qian. He should have ended this ugly farce in time, but he was so damn that he fell into it and even enjoyed it.

Only when he was awake did he realize how stupid he was. He did this to force her into a desperate situation, and the relationship between him and her was also spread out and there was no possibility again. In fact, from the moment Shaoqian left, they had no chance again. It was because they knew this deeply that they were unwilling to give up and came to this place with a little bit of extravagance on Shaoqian's birthday. However, they did not expect that they had pushed everything to the cliff with their own hands and had no chance to save it again.

She woke up and stared at him like a foreign object, or she didn't want to see him at all, and kept covering herself with a blanket and screaming. As soon as he touched her, she was in horror. She rolled down from the bed and kowtowed to her head. He just wanted to see her wounds, but she was like she was hiding from some monster, not even wearing shoes, and hid in the bathroom, screaming and locking the door tightly from inside.

He looked up at his watch and it was already twelve o'clock. He didn't even go to work and kept guarding outside the door to spend time with her. He came here without supper last night. Until now, she had drunk so much wine and didn't look like she was eating. He was afraid that she would feel even more uncomfortable if she was hungry.

But he couldn't say it. As soon as he called her, she would scream inside and throw something. He was afraid that she would hurt him, and he didn't dare to act rashly. Later, he stopped talking, but instead calmed down inside. He thought that she needed some time to calm down. It was his fault, and he always had to bear it. When she figured out, she would hit him, scold him, or whatever, it would be fine, as long as she was willing to come out to face him.

Time passed by minute by minute, but she still didn't come out, and there was no sound inside. If he hadn't watched her enter with his own eyes, he would have almost suspected that there was actually no one inside.

Finally, he lost all his patience and slapped the door panel vigorously and said, "Xia Xiaobei, come out and let's have a good talk."

This time, unexpectedly, she did not scream anymore, but she did not speak. The only thing she answered him was a quiet echo, a deadly quietness.

Gradually he felt something was wrong, and everything around him seemed to be wrong. This door was a special copper door imported from Germany, which cost 200,000 yuan. It also had a unique logo of Cyredu. At that time, they were joking when they were looking at the house, but most people couldn't open it. He wanted to find a few handy tools and pried the door open, and then he saw something blood-red flowing out from under the door bit by bit.

His heart skipped a beat and he immediately squatted down. The smell of fishyness hit him, and he almost immediately realized that something was wrong!

He didn't remember what he did at that time, and his mind was always in a daze. In fact, at that time he wanted to die the most. He felt that he was the one who deserved the most! He seemed to call the police, and then the police cut the door with the most sophisticated instrument. What he did in the middle? He seemed to have moved all the furniture, tables, and chairs that could be moved together and smashed it hard on the door, but the door did not move at all. Finally, the chair bounced back and folded his hand, but he couldn't feel it at all. He only remembered that he was like crazy, kicking and kicking, and carrying all the moving things up to smash it.

A door fell to the ground like an earthquake. I'm afraid that the earthquake never made him so afraid... For the first time in his life, it was like a knife that reached into his heart, scattered it bit by bit, vowing to empty him. He watched helplessly, but he could not do anything. As death approached with his own eyes, he could not do anything. The blood spread out more and it was all on his leather shoes. His eyes turned red and he bumped into the door even more madly. He might have cried, and while pretending to be bumping, he roared loudly. The power of despair touched the internal organs and lungs, and perhaps he also pulled tears.

There is no way... Everything is too late, or too late...

He didn't remember what the police said to him when they rushed in. Someone was holding him, pulling him, or holding him down. His eyes were red, and he just stared at the door, his vocal cords were almost broken, and he just shouted, "Save her, you must save her!"

What was the scene when the door split apart? He thought vaguely, he was probably completely stunned. The purpose was red, all red, and even her small body leaning against the toilet was red, almost impossible to tell. All the things on the washbasin were swept to the ground by her, and they fell horizontally next to her, and were dyed red by her. A whole piece of glass wall was broken by her, and there was glass scrap everywhere. She used one of the glass to cut her wrists, and looked at her blood without a sound, flowing all over the ground.

The ground is full of red, everything is red, all of her blood... so much, all of them are...

The police were also stunned when they rushed in, almost stunned for a second before quickly holding her body. Her face was completely bloody and she had lost consciousness. She had been waiting outside for 120. After a few seconds of stagnation, several emergency doctors rushed in to check her condition. They discussed with a serious expression for a while, quickly carried her out, and took her away.

There was a chaos of war, like a war, everything was ruined and messy. Finally someone walked towards him and said to him: "Sir, you also have a lot of blood on you. Let's get in the ambulance together and let us check it for you."

He looked down at himself. It turned out that it was when he was crazy and he was stained with the blood that was spilled out. It was all her blood, hers... He thought a little demented.

She is so cruel! With so much blood, ordinary people are about to scream in distractedly, but she can actually watch quietly and see them all flowing without a sound, as if it is not her own blood at all, neither squeezing nor squeezing, just like a person who has long been dead. Yes, only a dead person can cut his veins without fear and then watch his blood flowing away little by little. From the moment Shaoqian left, she was already dead.
Chapter completed!