Bu Xianxian was in a state of confusion, Xiaomei had been going out for a day and a night.
The door opened, and Li Xianglong walked in with vigorous steps, looking at Bu Xianxian and Tang Xueyan without saying a word. There was a thick gloom in the air, which oppressed the entire room and was suffocating.
"Where's Xiaomei? Is there any news?" Bu Xianxian asked anxiously. Xiaomei's phone couldn't be reached. There was no other news from the nursing home except that she had been there yesterday.
Li Xianglong's black eyes were filled with sadness, and he looked at the two of them for a long time.
"Did something happen?" Tang Xueyan looked at Li Xianglong and asked slowly after a long while.
The atmosphere between the three of them was very strange, and a faint trembling sound could be heard.
"She...is dead!"
The air turned to ice in an instant, and the intense coldness made it almost impossible to breathe.
Bu Xianxian's body was shaking. She clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest, and her heart stopped for a few seconds. Looking at Li Xianglong, she hesitated to speak, trembling like a hurt animal.
, slowly regressing.
Dead? No... none of this is true!
not real!
"If you feel annoyed, you can tell me, why are you telling such lies?" His throat was dry, and the words he shouted almost sounded painful.
She heard it! She heard it! She also knew that Li Xianglong would not lie to her again, but she was unwilling to admit it...
Everything that seems to have passed is just an appearance after all, right?
Whether it's cause or effect, everything is heading in the worst direction in the end.
"You know what I'm talking about! Xianxian," shaking his head, Li Xianglong felt helpless and sad, "You know what I said, Xiaomei... committed suicide!"
"No, no way..." Bu Xianxian burst into tears and shook her head desperately, "It's impossible for Xiaomei to commit suicide. She still has her mother to take care of. She said she would take her
Mom is going to see a doctor!"
"I have sent her body to the police station to dispose of it. This," Li Xianglong said, taking out a piece of paper folded into a square from his pocket, "is the letter she left for you. Perhaps, it should be said to be a suicide note...
"
Next, there was silence in the room, Bu Xianxian's hands were clasped tightly, and her beautiful eyes were staring at the paper in Li Xianglong's hand.
After a long while, with trembling hands, she slowly took the paper from Li Xianglong's hand and slowly opened it. The more she looked down, the more her hands trembled. Xiaomei's handwriting was correct...
Because I don’t want to reappear in this world, I chose the most decisive way to leave; because I don’t want to be criticized by public opinion anymore, I choose to die; because I don’t want to live like this anymore, I choose to die...
Perhaps, for Xiaomei, the world left her only despair, so she even ignored her beloved mother and went to a dead end...
Perhaps, for Xiaomei, she was really desperate. Even before she left, she was still smiling...
Perhaps, for Xiaomei, she was really disappointed in these so-called friends, otherwise, she would not have filled every word in her suicide note with hatred...
Otherwise, she would not have cursed her and the night in her suicide note that her love could not be perfected...
"It's my fault..." The paper slipped, and Bu Xianxian's legs collapsed and she sat on the ground. She hated herself. If she could be more careful, maybe Xiaomei wouldn't leave like this.
At this moment, she had no other choice but to cry.
"Xianxian," Tang Xueyan squatted down, slowly picked up the paper on the ground and read it quickly, her eyebrows wrinkled, "Don't cry!"
"It's my fault, it's all my fault!" Bu Xianxian looked at Bu Xianxian with a worried face, and suddenly cried crazily, "Xiaomei hates me, if she hadn't saved me, she wouldn't have
When we get to this point, I am the one who should die, it’s me..."
"No, Xiaomei just..." Looking down at the paper on the ground, Tang Xueyan's eyes were fixed on the shocking black words, and the words choked in her throat.
Curse your love, curse you that you will never be able to be together in this life, the next life, and eternity...
"No...she really hates me...she should hate me...it's me who should die, it's me..."
A crisp sound of "pop" sounded in the midst of Bu Xianxian's collapse and irrational words.
"Bu Xianxian, please wake up!" Li Xianglong looked at the palm of his right hand in a daze and growled.
The crying stopped immediately after this sound. Bu Xianxian raised his watery eyes and locked them with Li Xianglong, with a confused look on his face.
"Please wake up, Bu Xianxian!" Looking at his palms, Li Xianglong knew that he was a little impulsive, but looking at Bu Xianxian's appearance and thinking about Heiye's recent situation, he couldn't suppress the fire in his heart for a moment.
He stretched out his hand, walked around Tang Xueyan, tightly held Bu Xianxian's arm, and took a deep breath: "Do you believe that these are all true? Bu Xianxian, let me tell you, this may be true from the beginning.
It's just a trap, a conspiracy waiting for you to fall into the trap..."
Bu Xianxian raised his head unconsciously and bit his lower lip: "To comfort me? This is Xiaomei's handwriting. Is it counterfeit? If you say this to make me feel better, I thank you, but this
I don’t want this kind of comfort!”
"Bu Xianxian!" Li Xianglong's voice grew louder unconsciously, "If you don't have common sense, you should watch more TV. Why can't this be counterfeit handwriting? If you really think your friend is that kind of person, I have nothing to say.
explain!"
Xiaomei’s friend? Bu Xianxian narrowed her eyes.
After a while, a weak voice came out from Bu Xianxian's bloodless lips in a low voice. The slight sound was like a gentle feather.
"I'm sorry!" She had lost her mind. Xiaomei had always treated her so sincerely. How could she really think that Xiaomei would hate her and curse her? She really had enough!
Li Xianglong's eyes softened and he slightly grinned at Bu Xianxian.
"Let's deal with Xiaomei's funeral first!" Tang Xueyan breathed a sigh of relief as she looked at Bu Xianxian's transformation and said slowly. Although she had been quiet all the time, her whole body seemed to have been drained of energy.
She was powerless. However, in this short period of time, she still grasped one point: Li Xianglong had been telling Xianxian about the conspiracy. Since he said so, did he know something? But why didn't he tell her clearly?
Say it out loud?
Things seem to be getting more and more complicated!
…………
Heiye didn't know how many days he had been drunk. He felt a headache and his body felt like it had been crushed. He was so sore that he could no longer feel anything...
He was a proud man, and he had changed a lot when he was with Bu Xianxian, but he didn't expect that no matter how much he did for her, she would still leave.
He thought that with how much she loved him, she would at least be a little reluctant to let him go, but what was the reality?
Ha, it is said that men are so unlucky. If a woman becomes ruthless, she will be much crueler than a man...
Hei Ye picked up the wine bottle next to him and took a big sip indiscriminately. The bitterness in his heart mixed with the stimulation of the wine washed over his stomach, and a wave of discomfort quickly surged into his throat.
He didn't expect that he would waste his life for a woman...
Love? What bullshit? Damn it, go to hell!
The bell rang at this moment.
Heiye slowly squinted his black eyes and glanced at the door, his heart throbbing because of the doorbell that had been silent for a while.
Is it her? He curled his lips, and Hei Ye raised the corners of his lips with a sarcastic smile.
What are you hoping for? She won't come back!
After another swig of wine, I leaned back on the sofa in the dark night, closed my eyes, and ignored the annoying doorbell.
"What are you doing?" After singing a one-man show for almost half an hour, the door was opened from the outside. Hei Linglong walked in with a frown.
How long has he been drinking? How much alcohol has he drank? The room smells of alcohol and mold... Is this really her turtle-haired germophobe brother? Or is he an alien?
"Why are you here?" The last thing he wanted to hear now was his family's voice, but Hei Linglong was indeed the only person who had the key to his apartment besides him and her.
"Can I not come? If I don't come, I think you will drink yourself to death!" Hei Linglong strode to the window with her slender legs and opened the closed curtains. Finally, the sun shone on the curtains.
The moment he opened it, he also walked in.
The dazzling sunlight made Hei Ye raise his arms to block his eyes: "Drunk to death? I can't!"
Hei Linglong looked at Heiye's somewhat decadent face. The chin that had not been cleaned for a long time had already grown a small beard.
"Brother, what are you doing? Are you and your future sister-in-law having another conflict?"
Conflict? Heiye raised the corners of his lips and chuckled: "Without our future sister-in-law, we are doomed!"
"It's over?" Hei Linglong exclaimed, "How could it be over? Aren't you all going to get married?"
She became anxious, what happened to her brother and his future sister-in-law? Did they break up? Is that why her brother was like this? But, they loved each other so deeply, how could they break up just because they said they wanted to? And it was still at this time.
"Brother, tell me, what happened between you and her?"
Hei Ye raised his head and took a sip of wine. Hei Linglong's touch slowly ached in his heart, and the heartbreaking feeling swept through him, making him frown tightly.
"Brother, please speak up. Why are you having conflicts at this time? Don't you know that your future sister-in-law needs you right now? Even if there is anything, can't you put down your machismo and give in to her first?
?”
"What's wrong with her?" Hearing this, Heiye suddenly held Hei Linglong's wrist and asked nervously, "What do you mean this time? What happened to her?"