Chen Mofei felt that he was being stared at, and he had never been afraid. She could even hear her own breathing, and it kept going through, and through, and again.

"Flowey!" the old lady shouted.

It turned out that the dog's name was Huahua, and the dog turned his head and looked at his master.

"Come here!" the master ordered again.

The dog glanced back at Chen Mofei again, but finally decided to obey the master's call, and it slowly paced back to the master's side, lying at the master's feet, but its eyes still did not give up on Chen Mofei. Chen Mofei realized that she was standing in the sun, and the sunlight obliquely imprinted her shadow on the ground, very short, very short, so short that she couldn't recognize herself. It's really short.

She exhaled and went to the shop opposite to buy a lighter, this time much calmer than the last time. When she came out of the shop, the old lady and the dog had been replaced by two teenagers playing roller skating, they were almost as young as her, they focused on roller skating under their feet, no one noticed Chen Mofei, so she snapped a cigarette and took a puff, she didn't cough, the woman in the TV series must cough a few times when she smokes, but she didn't cough, as if she was born to smoke.

She smoked three cigarettes in a row, and then she didn't feel how much her depression was relieved, so she crumpled and crumpled the pack of cigarettes and threw them into the garbage can.

She barely smoked since then, because she finally knew that smoking didn't solve anything. Just like drinking doesn't solve the problem.

But today she suddenly wanted to smoke again, and held the cigarette in her hand, as if she saw herself many years ago, when she was so young and thin, when she still believed in love, in all good things, in the good will eventually triumph over evil, in the belief that beauty will cover up all ugliness. Why not? Not at all. It's really hard to help.

She sighed and put the cigarette back on the coffee table. The police didn't have any news at all, she questioned that the police didn't do their best to find someone, we paid a bonus, the case was funded, I sold the house, if it wasn't enough, I could also sell the house of the passing years, he was the child's father.

Chen Qiao looked at her quietly, and the policemen also looked at her quietly, there was no expression in their eyes, no sadness, no joy, no sadness, only she lost her son, how could she be so lazy, she should go with the nanny, but ---- nanny will still find an opportunity to start, as long as the other party wants to, she will definitely do everything possible to find a way to succeed. She kept scrolling through those leaflets, handing them out on the streets, begging passers-by for help, but the most passers-by threw at her a glance of sympathy, no more. She didn't even notice their eyes, she just kept her hair, mechanical and numb, and swiped the leaflets onto the walls when no one was looking, even though they would disappear from the walls the next day. Once Chen Mofei even received a phone call, saying that it was city management, and the tone was quite gentle, telling her that she should not destroy the city's appearance like that, that it was illegal, and that they could apply to stop her mobile phone number.

Her mobile phone number can't be stopped, can't be stopped, if it is stopped, how can others find her?

Chen Mofei said that I won't post it, don't block my account.

Chen Mofei heard the other party begin to be silent, and finally the silence turned into a sigh and burrowed into her ears. She took the phone and asked Chen Qiao what to do.

Chen Qiao frowned and looked at her, she hadn't taken a shower or changed her clothes for a long time, and every day she kept handing out leaflets, going to the public security bureau to ask the police about the latest progress, and brushing leaflets on the streets where no one was there at night. Sometimes she eats, most of the time she doesn't eat and doesn't comb her hair, and he can smell it all in her, but she can't smell it herself.

He wanted to help her, so he thought, but he didn't know how to help her. He thought about leaving, but everyone left, because his parents abroad knew what happened to him in China and asked him to return to China, which was originally nothing worthy of his nostalgia, and he began to drag them all the time, saying that I would go back, and wait.

Until he himself felt that he couldn't wait any longer. So he called Liu Nian, he heard the panting sound of Liu Nian on the other end of the phone, and the woman's ** voice, he didn't know if it was his meaning or Kang Ruoran's meaning to connect the phone in this way. Chen Qiao felt that men were really strange sometimes, they had persisted for so long, but they just refused to be with Kang Ruoran.

He hung up the phone in silence: maybe after the first time, it will be much more logical for many times to come.

There are only the first and countless times, and there are only the first and countless times for men to cheat, and it is a point of no return, and there is no turning back when you open the bow. There is no turning back from the passing years.

Chen Qiao lit a cigarette, he thought, he shouldn't have looked back in the first place.

So Chen Qiao continued to delay by Chen Mofei's side for a few more days, and his parents called almost every day to urge, and said that they would come over if he didn't go back. I don't know why Chen Qiao doesn't want them to come over and see the life he is living now. So I finally decided to go.

He bought a lot of vegetables, bought instant noodles, meat, fish, milk, eggs, fruits, the refrigerator was full, he hunched his back alone, lowered his head, and kept stuffing it into the refrigerator until he couldn't stuff anything anymore, he turned around and saw Chen Mofei looking at him quietly, Chen Qiao straightened up, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something to her, but Chen Mofei turned his head, he swallowed his saliva, and then found that he had sweat on his forehead, winter, how cold it is, probably because he has been working.

"I'm leaving. Chen Qiao said, people stand at the door, one foot is still slippers, the other foot is leather shoes, he maintained this posture for a few seconds, and then the other foot also reached into the leather shoes, opened the door, sweat from the forehead downwards, quickly dripped into his eyes, he lowered his head, sweat fell on the foot pad, silently, like a grain of dust shattered into another grain of dust, he held the key in both hands---- there was a key to Chen Mofei's house.

If he goes, she's finished.

But what if he doesn't go?

He didn't leave, he just watched her finish.

Chen Qiao's hand gripped the key and removed it from his key ring.

Put it on the shoe closet.

His brain commanded his hand, but his hand refused to obey his brain's commands.

Put it on the shoe closet.

He heard the voice again.

Or, she will speak to keep him. As long as she speaks.

However, she didn't speak, Chen Qiao turned around and glanced at Chen Mofei, and saw that she was looking at the leaflet, and she used her fingers to smooth out those tiny folds over and over again.

There were tears, which fell gently, the first time on her son's cheek, which she quickly wiped with her hands, the second time on the woman's hair, then the third, then the fourth, and then the snot, which was clear and long, and she did not dare to breathe, for fear that if she sniffed, she would be heard by the man at the door.

He should go.

He should have left a long time ago.

Good bye.

Chen Qiao!

Do you know what goodbye means?

Never again.

Her vision began to blur, and everything became unclear, but she didn't dare to speak, she didn't dare.

Chen Mofei heard the sound of the door opening and closing. Hear footsteps walking.

She didn't look back, she didn't wipe her tears, snot and tears fell on the flyer, the words and images blurred together, how much was this flyer? Maybe it's this flyer that will help her find her son.

She reached out and pulled a paper drawer from the coffee table, then draped it over the flyer.

Chen Qiao thought, don't look back if you leave. If you want to turn back, don't go.

He held the key in his hand, got into the car, put the key in the car drawer, the engine car, if it was a TV series, the music should be started at this time, and then the camera should turn, the body is bathed in the sun, there is no car on the road, the hero has been driving the car, the car is flying away with dust and dust, and the asphalt road under his feet is rolled over and over again.

He felt like he was crying, but he didn't know what it was for. Maybe nothing. He let the tears roll across his face, he hadn't cried so happily in a long time.

With his luggage in the trunk and his household photo in the luggage, he tried to press the accelerator all the way, but the road conditions did not allow it, and the car finally got on the viaduct, the end of which led to the airport.

Does Chen Mofei know that he is leaving?

If he doesn't come tomorrow, will she wait for him?

Can she sleep alone at night?

Will she be afraid?

She posted flyers in a narrow alley, no, she wouldn't meet bad people, she was unkempt and smelled of it. Chen Qiao cried out.

Piercing.

If she finds out that he didn't come to her, will she call him?

However, by that time he had reached the other side of the ocean, and he had already changed his contact information.

Who is not a passer-by?

This is not filming an idol drama, don't lie to the little girl, no man will really turn back, looking back is an abyss, and it is even more doomable. There should be no turning back.

There should be no turning back.

He stepped on the accelerator, and the wind passed through the car until it reached his heart, and he felt cold from the inside out, shivering with cold.

It's almost to the airport, right?

The road is so smooth.

The night spread into the living room, the room has never been so quiet, there is no sound, even the clock on the wall has long been changed to silent, for fear of affecting the child's sleep. Chen Mofei felt that the silence made people panic, and she hoped that there would be a sound to fill this narrow but empty space. Like a child's crying, or ......

No!

There is no more.

No more or.

She knows.

Chen Mofei hid himself in the darkness and arched his body into a shrimp. The darkness quickly engulfed her, and all she could hear was her own breathing now. Exhale, inhale, endless and long.

Breathing, means living.

And it doesn't mean ----- pain!

Born to be miserable!