The vision in front of him gradually blurred, and in a trance, Gou Rixin seemed to see Qiao Ming. I saw that she was wearing a blue cheongsam and had short curly hair, but she looked a little old. He couldn't help but chuckle, thinking that the old Qiao Ming was quite cute.

She stood in front of a quaint brown wooden door, her head bowed but her face full of sadness. But the moment he raised his hand and knocked on the door, the sorrow on his face receded and was replaced by a gentle smile.

There was a knock on the door, and Qiao Ming stood there and waited patiently, trying to maintain the smile on his face. But after waiting for a long time, there was not the slightest movement in the room.

Gou Rixin's heart suddenly suppressed uncomfortable, and he inexplicably wanted to keep Qiao Ming away from that door.

Qiao Ming raised her hand and knocked on the door again, the look on her face suddenly became panicked, she instantly lost her patience, turned the doorknob and hurriedly walked in.

The room was dark, except for the lamp on the desk. But Qiao Ming saw the black shadow floating in front of the window at a glance, and suddenly froze in place.

Gou Rixin took a closer look and found that it was actually a person!

A man in his fifties in a tunic hanged himself from a window frame.

Qiao Ming covered her mouth, her eyes were instantly moist, and she staggered over, holding the man's leg to save him.

The rope wrapped around a man's neck resembled strips of cloth torn from a bed sheet. When Qiao Ming was struggling with the man's leg, the strip of cloth was suddenly torn off with a stab, and the man and Qiao Ming fell to the ground instantly. On the floor directly below where the man hanged himself, a quilt was spread. The huge movement of the two of them falling to the ground only made a muffled sound.

Qiao Ming held the man in his arms and whimpered and cried. I saw that the other party tilted his head, his eyes were closed, his face was painful, and he probably didn't walk peacefully.

Gou Rixin's heart pinched, as if he was being squeezed by someone, and he couldn't breathe.

Holding the man and crying for a long time, Qiao Ming's face was full of confusion and helplessness, and there was deep despair. Gou Rixin was so anxious that he couldn't wait to rush over and take Qiao Ming away from the dim and oppressive room. He had a hunch that Qiao Ming was going to do next...

"Jomin..." Gou Rixin shouted in a panic.

Da Zhuang beside him was already stunned, he stretched out his hand and cautiously poked over, only to find that what he saw in front of him was an illusion.

"How could it be..."

"Shut up!" Gou Rixin roared.

Qiao Ming in the illusion dragged the man to the chair, and then sat at the other party's feet, resting his head on the man's legs, gently stroking his hand, as if he had done countless gentle movements. The tears gathered in the red eyes slipped down unconsciously.

"You always leave me alone," Qiao Ming's voice choked up, "the first time you went abroad, you wanted to abandon me, we got married and had children, and you wanted to abandon me; now, you are older, your anger has receded, you are more considerate and loving to me, but you still leave me alone." ”

"Didn't you say that we are now lifelong partners, indispensable?"

The phantom in front of him seemed to freeze, everything around him was quiet, and he only saw Qiao Ming's tears flowing uncontrollably, wetting the man's clothes.

Gou Rixin gritted his teeth, and his vision was blurry in his red eyes. He blinked hurriedly, stretched out his paw to wipe away his tears, for fear of missing Qiao Ming's every movement.

"You... Why are you still crying?" Li Dazhuang looked at the black cat in front of him in surprise and couldn't help asking.

"Shut up!" Gou Rixin shouted in a low voice.

"You know her?"

Gou Rixin's breath was suffocated, not to mention understanding. That's him, his other life.

When he saw the man's face, Gou Rixin's mind suddenly flooded with countless memories.

Sad, painful, joyful, and absurd have a lifetime.

The woman beside him, who resembled Qiao Ming, was his wife. They live on the ground floor of a small three-story building with a separate courtyard and have lived here for almost a dozen years.

The memories in my mind include the smoke of the war, the founding of New China, the joys and sorrows of love and marriage, the jealousy and hatred of the world, and the struggle for dignity before death.

In this life, he and Qiao Ming can finally stay together, but it seems that he is still ashamed of her.

Gou Rixin frowned, and when he saw Qiao Ming in the illusion, he stood up, walked to the desk next to him and picked up a letter, which was a suicide note.

The letterhead was neatly written, everything was written clearly, and there was only a calm and clear explanation between the lines, without any resentment or complaints.

Qiao Ming stared at the payment of the suicide note and whimpered. Then she put down the letter, picked up the pen and wrote a few sentences on the blank page, and finally wrote her name next to the letter.

"Don't..." Gou Rixin couldn't help but say loudly, "Don't do stupid things, he doesn't deserve you like this, really, he hasn't taken care of you all his life, and he will drag you down after he dies, don't..."

There was a stabbing sound in his ears, and he saw Qiao Ming tearing another quilt, knotting the torn strips of cloth and wrapping them around the window lattice.

"What is she going to do!" Li Dazhuang exclaimed.

The two quilts were spread side by side on the ground, Qiao Ming moved another chair and put it at his feet, and carefully aligned the two chairs. She sat next to the dead man, looking out through the window at the dark night.

"If you are gone, all the disasters will fall on me alone. You're so ruthless. Probably, for so many years, you haven't learned to ask me how I feel, and you always insist on going your own way. ”

"You're angular and quick-tempered. I have always been submissive and submissive to you, because I know you too well, and there is a root cause in your consistent perverse disposition and jealousy and hatred. Your mother made your childhood unbearable, and in adulthood she loved to fight alone, hating all the old traditions that were unreasonable, and the old rituals that killed people without seeing blood. But I know that you are upright and loyal to the cause you are pursuing, and I love you, so I have forgiven you countless times. ”

"But this time, I thought we could survive all the difficulties, but you still chose to go alone. All my dedication and companionship are not worth looking back, do you say hello to me when you leave! Am I not qualified to be with you even if I die?"

"I beset up marriage to you at the age of fourteen and followed you all my life, in the end, are you just like this to me!" Qiao Ming couldn't help but roar at the dead man, "You say!"

A man and a cat lay in the ruins, looking at the tearful woman in the illusion, and his heart ached.

"If Lao Tzu has such a woman, it will be too late to hurt. Li Dazhuang cried.

Qiao Ming's eyes were red and he whimpered a few times, finally wiped his tears, squatted beside the man, and said softly: "Old man, I know that you have been wronged, you are always jealous and hateful, and you have a short temper, and you can only be patient if you make a fuss." But things will always get better, we still have children, we have grandchildren, and all our mistakes will be corrected. ”

"Rest assured, everything will be fine. ”

She stared at the man in front of her for a long time, and finally a smile appeared on her face, "I'm cowardly by nature, but it's not that I can't endure hardship and sin." You walked before me, but you first admitted defeat and lost to their sins. Wait, wait until I go to Hades, and see how I laugh at you. ”

"Damn!" Li Dazhuang suddenly said,

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