Sophie scurried along the lake, the cool breeze on her face, until her legs were tired, until her ankles tingled, and she was forced to stop.

She held on to the railing and gasped for breath, and when she looked up, she saw the sparkling waves on the lake, and the boat's restaurant in the distance was full of colorful colors and colorful flags.

She shook her head to clear her oxygen-deprived head, and closed her eyes hard and opened them again, not sure where she was at the moment. Didn't I have to put on a proposal on the boat and accept the blessings of others? Didn't Ben have two proposals for me?

Sophie's whole body exploded, shaking her hands to rummage through her bag, and she couldn't help but freeze when she pulled out her hands. Her fingers were sticky/greasy, spread out, a few sticks of pasta stuck to her palms, and she looked down blankly, her clothes stained with red wine, all of which reminded her of that terrible truth.

Sophie finally burst into tears.

Like an abandoned child, she squatted on the ground and hugged her head and cried, gradually attracting the attention of passers-by.

People whispered to each other, and some even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

The sounds around her were loud and noisy, and Sophie looked up, her eyes were clouded with tears, and she could only hear the annoying sound of passers-by whispering. A burst of rage erupted, and she lunged out of control at a young man and slapped his phone down.

"Tell you to sprinkle salt on people's injuries, take pictures and put them on the Internet, and violence on the Internet?" Sophie shouted as she pointed to the people around her.

Passers-by were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated.

She tore through her throat and shouted with all her might: "Unscrupulous! scum!" After scolding, she stepped on the mobile phone on the ground, and a high-heeled shoe was thrown off with the force.

The young man ran to pick up his mobile phone and turned around to settle the account, but the crazy woman had already jumped into the taxi and left.

Sophie leaned weakly on the seat, the window outside the car was bright and dark, colorful, but none of them could get into her eyes, she was like a lost amblyopia person, only felt that there was a constant floating light.

The driver drove to the apartment and waited for a while, and saw that Sophie was still staring out blankly, and reminded him: "Girl, it's here!"

Sophie woke up in a dream, bounced up and looked around, and hurriedly rummaged through the bag to pay.

Limped to the door, the key was inserted into the keyhole and pulled out, and finally she turned around and pushed open the back staircase door, and went down step by step.

Fu Shubao was carving wood on the dining table, and when he heard the sound of the key unlocking, he thought it was Sophie coming back, but after waiting for a while, there was no movement. He opened the door suspiciously, but it was empty outside, only to see that the elevator stopped on the sixth floor, and the back staircase door was slightly shaken by the wind blowing through the hall.

Sophie climbed the stairs one foot deep and one foot shallow, and when she reached the end of the stairs and had no way out, she seemed to consciously push the door into the parking lot, and walked in the direction of her usual parking. Seeing the familiar yellow car, she seemed to have found the only place to stay, and couldn't wait to trap herself in the car.

Lying on the steering wheel and crying for a long time, I don't know if it was suffocation in the carriage or crying, the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, she kept inhaling and breathing, but she didn't dare to open the first-line window, for fear that the air would break this safe space.

As her breath slowed and she felt better, she sniffled vigorously to find that the large rolls of toilet paper had run out. When I opened the storage box, I didn't find the paper towel, but I found a bottle of candy.

Sophie grabbed the colourful bottle, and it rattled inside.

"Cool Fun Candy - Cool Crooked, Happy Hehe!"

She urgently needed to be refreshed at the moment, so she hurriedly took one and slapped it into it, and the cool feeling of the book suddenly rushed into the nostrils. Sophie sniffed, and it was clear, and she swallowed again, and her throat didn't seem so astringent.

She shook the bottle a few more times, and the sound of "Woo Woo" seemed to make the silent space more vivid, and she tossed the bottle around, "Woo Woo Woo" filled the whole space, and the surroundings were no longer claustrophobic.

"It's up to you in the future!

When Sophie came home, it was already twelve o'clock, and the house was quiet and pretty, with a wall lamp on the wall, and the dim yellow added some warmth to the dark night. She chewed a few times of gum and encouraged herself: "Sophie, you are immortal Xiaoqiang, no one can defeat you." ”

******

Sophie was woken up by the sound of "squeaks" outside, and she finally fell asleep at midnight this morning, and she was really sleepy. She pulled the quilt over her head in irritability, but the noise still didn't fit into her pores. Isn't God going to give me a way to live? It's not enough to send a scum model to fix me, and send a naïve person to quarrel with me.

Sophie bounced up, opened the bedroom door and scolded: "Do you want to make a noise to death by pulling a chair early in the morning? Do you have a sense of public morality? If you make a noise, I'll call the police and pull you!"

Fu Shubao was stunned, his hand turning the newspaper stopped, he listened carefully, except for the weak birds whining, there was no noise. He raised his head: "Maybe upstairs!"

"Upstairs, you're not going to complain, and you're still reading the newspaper here, accomplice!" she said, and slammed the door open.

Fu Shubao had a question mark, almost choked on the strong smell of gunpowder, and suddenly panicked. Could it be that she annoyed me that she lost the Q bomb yesterday? The Q bomb jumped out on its own, and I didn't take it out with my own hands... Uncle Fu grinned and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Sophie threw herself on the bed and pounded her head against the pillow with a sudden pain, and she was forced to stop until her eyes were full of stars.

Turning over and standing on the bed, the white ceiling is like a projection screen, and scenes of dating Ben play like a fast forward.

The drama of idol dramas, romantic plots, I can't imagine the bad taste of the screenwriter, and I wrote an anti-high/tide ending. Sophie thinks that she is luckier than her mother, except for her father, she has never appeared half a scumbag in her life, who knows that she is better than blue in the blue, her mother is a scumbag who is honest and straightforward, but she meets an actor-level scumbag.

Let her brain wander through the void recklessly, and she reluctantly got up. The alarm clock pointed to 10:40, and she thought resignedly that life still had to go on, and she was afraid that she would have to wait for the sky to fall before she could rest for a day.

When I went to the toilet to wash, I was startled when I saw myself in the mirror. In the mirror, the face is pale, the hair is messy, the eyes are thick and dark circles are covered with eye feces, and the eyes are even more swollen like two walnuts. She shuffled to the dressing table, her eye mask was hidden as if she didn't show up, so angry that she swept off the bottles and cans on it with one hand, and her nose was sour and she couldn't help but whimper.

Fu Shubao heard the sound of "jingle bell" things falling, approached the bedroom and faintly heard a low sob, the hand that wanted to knock on the door struggled for a while, and finally drooped, he stared back to the utility room.

Sophie cried enough, wiped her face with her sleeve, and she sternly admonished herself in the vanity mirror: "Sophie, you have enough, you have cried enough for your stupidity, you must not cry for the scumbag, you know?"

After speaking, he nodded to himself: "I know!"

She applied four eye masks, but the swollen eyes still did not improve much, so she went to the refrigerator to get ice.

Seeing Uncle Fu tidying up the dishes in the kitchen, she tightened her eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "If others don't quarrel, it's your turn!"

Uncle Fu didn't reply, but just lightened the movements in his hands, and it wasn't until Sophie went out that he sighed softly.

Sophie picked up a box of brown eyeshadow on the ground and began to put on makeup, the eyeliner is thick, people look energetic, brown eyeshadow can cover up the swollen eyes, and the fat rouge looks ruddy with two more layers of face, she looked at herself in the mirror, except for the makeup is thicker, the eyes are swollen, and there is nothing unusual.

In the cloakroom, she wanted to pick out a black dress to meet the occasion, as a funeral for this love, but in the end she still took a pink dress, pulled the skirt in front of the one-piece mirror, she clenched her fists to cheer herself up: "Festive enough! ”

When Sophie was putting on her shoes, Fu Shubao came out of the kitchen with a bowl of noodles, and he asked Sophie, "Do you want to eat?"

She took out the candy in her bag and slapped two of them: "No, go to work." With that, he walked away in his high heels.

Fu Shubao saw the shoulder that was drooping down through the crack in the unclosed door.

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