First love is beautiful, and it is worth remembering and remembering. Through a period of time together, Xiaoling silently accepted me, and the sense of dependence on me became stronger and stronger, and when shopping, I always like to hold hands and gently snuggle up to me with a slight leaning body, every time I send her to the front of the house, when I say goodbye, I always have to fall into my arms, let my hair gently skim her delicate forehead and safe face.

I was repeatedly told to call or text her when I got home. The image of a strong woman at the time of first acquaintance gradually faded, and she became more and more gentle and considerate, and more and more feminine.

I know that no matter how strong a woman is, there is also a vulnerable side, and she needs to have a broad shoulder to protect her from the wind and rain.

She often told me that the time we spent together was like a movie: "I was pacing back and forth nervously in the narrow street in front of her house, looking at my watch and texting while she sneaked around behind me, tiptoeing gently to cover my eyes." I can't forget KFC's sundae ice cream, and I never take a bite of it as I watched her creamy little bites with her big charming eyes. We can't forget the tall Ferris wheel, when we looked around us, and the whole world became so small under our noses. I can't forget to climb to the top of the mountain together, confess loudly to each other, and the beautiful notes echo in the valley for a long time, trampling the whole world under our feet, and only the two of us are left in the universe. These most memorable fragments will dig out the deepest space of the soul whenever they are remembered. "Good days are always short, fleeting, fleeting.

When I saw the pale and familiar face on her corpse that day, my heart felt as if it had been twisted by a stone, the forensic doctor's white sheet covered her wet body, one foot was bare, the other foot was wearing the white leather shoes I gave her, rushing through the crowd of onlookers, I threw myself at her and held her tightly in my arms, her body was cold and piercing, the warm face, the round skin was gone, and my nose was filled with the smell of sewage.

The two policemen on the left and right pulled me away and quickly carried the body into the car, driving away.

I stopped there dumbfounded, watching the crowd fade into the hustle and bustle of the city. As early as a few months ago, Xiaoling's condition was not ideal, and he once worked overtime until late at night.

Every time I met her, I always felt that she was in a trance. Stupidly staring at a place in a daze.

No matter how much I tried to make her happy and make her happy, she was always depressed and depressed. I couldn't stop chattering: "Dad, Dad" I held her shoulders with both hands and shook it uncontrollably: Lingling, Lingling, what's wrong with you, tell me quickly, what's going on!

She just giggled, I know, she's crazy. I couldn't figure it out. I came to her company alone and asked my colleagues around me in detail, saying that Lingling has been behaving abnormally lately.

Most of my colleagues didn't know much, so I asked Lingling's best colleague about it, and the result was that Lingling frequented their manager's office.

Ling Ling had mentioned him more than once before me, and the manager was fifty years old, shrewd and capable, and exuded a sense of maturity like her father's, which she said she liked very much.

The medical examiner's autopsy report came out, and the deceased was a suicide by drowning, and was still pregnant with a three-month-old fetus.

After listening to it, I suddenly felt confused, I have been with Lingling for nearly half a year, and I have never done anything deviant, where did the child in her womb come from?

It dawned on me that the madman was hitchhiking straight for Lingling's company and breaking into the manager's office, where the guy was chatting on his mobile phone, and a dirty and filthy heart was hidden under his polite appearance.

I picked up my arm and punched him to the ground, his glasses fell to the ground and shattered, he was blinded by the sudden attack, and then I rushed forward to ride on him, and hit him in the face with a rain of fists, he moaned and shouted, I kept waving my arms until I was exhausted, his eyes were swollen and burst out, the blood from the corners of his mouth and nose stained his chest red, and his mouth kept pleading:" Brother, there is something to say, there is something to say, how did you offend your brother, I can give you money if you want, and I will pay you as much as you need. I shouted, "You bastard, who cares about your stinky money, what the fuck did you do to Lingling, you say, she died, you know, you hurt her, right, what the hell did you do to her!" I asked as I grabbed his hair and shook it.

"I paid for it, and she volunteered. She said she could give me anything as long as she gave her money. When I proposed to her a few months ago, her joy came to mind, followed by my frown about raising the money to buy a house, and she saw what was on my mind and comforted me and said, "It's nothing, the bread will be there, as long as we work together, we will be very happy in the future." I said impatiently, "If you marry a rich man, why should you suffer this sin with me, a poor bastard." Our unit has been out of expenditure for three months, and no one can say what will happen in the future, in case the unit closes down, I will be unemployed. You just leave me and marry a rich man. Without thinking, she replied, "Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll go and make a big sum of money and ask for money back to support you." He replied so simply that I was so moved that I subconsciously hugged her in my arms.

I didn't think she would do it until she was pregnant with the manager's child, she felt really sorry for me, and she was afraid that she would lose me, and the ambivalence and ideological struggle day and night made her spirit completely on the verge of collapse.

So she chose the best way to get free, she shouted her father's name stupidly, jumped into the cold and biting water, tears gradually drifted along with her body on the surface of the river, blended with the river, and finally realized her long-cherished wish to reunite with her father.