The last rays of the sunset glanced at the world nostalgically, gradually disappeared on the horizon, the sky slowly darkened, and the night crept in at this moment.

A series of street lamps on the side of the street are lit up one after another, illuminating the whole world transparently, and the lights are bright, and the streets are more lively at night.

Neon lights flickered on the side of the street, there were young couples pushing strollers out for a walk, there were old people with gray hair who had been holding hands all their lives, there were righteous young people sitting on street stalls with tattoos, drinking beer and skewers, and there were men in suits and leather shoes who had just gotten out of the car to open the door for their companions.

Li Qi stood on the street of Biying's home community, his heart was cold, colder than this cool autumn night.

The things that had been covering up were unexpectedly opened by Kong Wei, and even Li Qi was not fully prepared, let alone Bi Ying, who knew nothing about this matter.

Kong Wei thought that this incident would hurt Li Qi even more, after all, who knew that the girl's father on the other side was the enemy who killed his parents, and everyone would be filled with hatred.

But it's a pity that he met Li Qi, an outlier.

Li Qi had already known about this matter, and had already brought this matter lightly, and the only thing he was still a little unsure about about this matter was Bi Ying's attitude.

From the first time he saw her at Bi Ying's house and heard what she said, Li Qi knew that Bi Ying's hatred for herself would never fade with time.

Biying has deep guilt for her parents, but more hatred for the little boy who killed her father because of her stubbornness.

Li Qi originally thought that when the love between himself and Bi Ying was already strong, he would pick out this matter with Bi Ying, and use love to make Bi Ying forget these hatreds.

But now everything has been clarified, and all of Li Qi's plans have been frustrated at this moment.

His heart was like a knife, and it was hard for him to imagine what kind of complicated mood Bi Ying was in now.

Helpless, overwhelmed, deeply loving, hateful, guilty......

can't change the helplessness of all this that happened, the deep love for Li Qi, and the hatred and deeper guilt for the boy who has never met, and the overwhelm when he learns that the boy he has always hated is the person he loves.

When so many complicated emotions surged into Biying's heart at the same time, it was hard for him to imagine how Biying would deal with it, could she still be as strong as before?

Li Qi clenched his fists tightly, what he said to Kong Wei before was not a lie, he now had enough strength to kill the entire eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Kong family without realizing it, and let them completely wipe out the clan.

And the anger and killing intent that is rolling in his heart now will not stop him from carrying out this act of exterminating humanity, he dares to guarantee that if something happens to Bi Ying, he will be able to do anything to destroy humanity.

The only reason that controlled him now and didn't let him do these things was just because he was worried about Bi Ying.

In Li Qi's heart, there are only two people on the earth who are worthy of his thoughts, one Bi Ying and one fat man, if Bi Ying hurts even one finger, he will let the person who hurt her finger return it a hundred times.

The phone in his pocket rang for the eighth time, Li Qi hurriedly took it out and took a look, and hung up gently in disappointment.

Like Bi Ying, he didn't know what to do with this girl now, he only knew that he couldn't let her be hurt, and when he saw this girl huddled together in the rain the day before yesterday, shivering from the cold, he wouldn't have anything in this world to hurt her.

Not even yourself!

Li Qi held his mobile phone tightly, looked at the room upstairs not far away that was not lit, his lips pursed, and he was a little hesitant to call Biying. In the pink room upstairs, the girl covered her mouth and looked through the gap in the curtain at the black figure in the corridor outside, tears falling silently, and her eyes were about to swell into walnuts.

She still remembered the strange sense of familiarity when she saw the boy in front of her for the first time, and the faint warmth and security behind him when he took him away from that alley.

In the golden cinnamon incense, I can't tell when that trace of affection came about.

She remembered carrying her thick and solid back on Yuntai Mountain, and remembered the trembling in her heart when Li Qi's hand touched her toes for the first time.

She remembered the light kiss that Li Qi imprinted on her lips under the reflection of the red maples on the mountain, and remembered that the young man in front of her said that he would take him to see all over Yuntai Mountain.

Then he fulfilled his promise and flew all over Yuntai Mountain with himself.

She remembered the figure that ran in the heavy rain that day, remembered the warm breath in his arms, and remembered that the rain washed the world clean like pearls, and carried the world in her heart.

thought that the hatred for the little boy in her heart had disappeared with the rain curtain in the sky, but it was not until this time that she realized that the hatred was just hidden in front of the love that was countless times greater, and it seemed so inconspicuous.

It wasn't until things were laid out in front of her that she realized how false and grief-stricken it was.

The love, which is countless times greater than hatred, seems to be like a castle in the air, lightly touched, and shattered all over the ground.

Li Qi, you are fine with everything, but why are you the little boy who refused to accept my father's help back then?

Without you, my dad wouldn't have died, but without you, I wouldn't have fallen in love with someone so thoroughly.

What exactly should I do?

She lowered her head and sobbed silently.

The hard shell that had been exercised in the past days seemed to be as brittle as a biscuit in front of the reality in front of us, and when you touched it lightly, it was full of crumbs.

What is strong, what stubborn, in the face of the cruel reality is worse than snow, say no, it is gone.

Outside the door, the middle-aged woman's worried words rang out: "Yingying, are you okay?"

Bi Ying hurriedly wiped her tears, took a few deep breaths, put a far-fetched smile on her face, and smiled with a slightly nasal voice: "It's okay." ”

"What's the matter? Hear your voice is a cold?" the mother's voice outside the door was a little probing.

"Well, it's a little, I'll just take some medicine later, you can go and get busy. Bi Ying answered towards the door. Listening to the footsteps at the door gradually fade away, the tears could not stop flowing again.

Thinking about the hard work of raising her slowly after her mother moved here, thinking of the gray hair on her head that had unconsciously half of her hair, and thinking that her mother hadn't bought herself an extra piece of clothing for herself for half a year.

I think of the wooden plaque enshrined inside the shrine where the fragrance is silently wafting outside.

Bi Ying covered her mouth violently and slapped herself hard.

On the fair skin, there are faint red and swollen finger marks slowly emerging.

The hot face was a clear reminder of what the situation in front of her was like.

Whether to choose to forgive the person he has always loved deeply, or to continue to hate him for the sake of the person he loves deeply.

Either option seems to be more difficult than destroying a world.

Her watery, bloodshot eyes grew firm.

She took out her mobile phone, covered her mouth to prevent herself from making a sound, her fingers trembled, and she clicked on the screen one by one, and the empty text message interface under the contact, a sentence was slowly edited.

The fingers that seemed to jump up when they clicked on the screen were now unusually heavy, so stiff that they seemed to be audible in a quiet room with a slight "click" of the joints.

There were no lights on in the room, only the phone screen illuminated the scattered faint white light in the air, and the finger moved slightly to the send button on the right.

There is only one sentence, seven words, and the words are as heavy as Mount Tai.

This relationship, which lasted only one night, seemed to have come to an end with the light tap of that finger.

On the blank SMS screen, a blue SMS bar indicates that it has been sent.

The text message function has never been used, and the first one sent out means the end when it starts.

Bi Ying seemed to have been drained of all her strength in an instant, leaning against the wall, leaning on the ground, slowly moving to the corner, like a wounded little beast.

On that rainy day, when she was like this.

Someone held her in his arms and warmed her cold body with his own body heat, and her heart was hot at that time.

At that time, someone kissed her until the rain stopped, and a kiss made love.

And now, who else can comfort her again?

The temperature in the room was neither high nor low, and it seemed a little warm, but her heart was unusually cold, as if she was constantly falling into the invisible abyss. Her eyes were dizzy from crying, the phone in front of her vibrated twice, the LED light flashed, and a line of words popped up on the screen.

Like a frightened little beast, Bi Ying kicked the phone away violently, burying her face in her knees, and the knees of her polyester school uniform pants were already wet before she knew it.

Someone seemed to be tapping lightly outside the window.

Bi Ying raised her head slightly, and then saw the figure hanging outside her window, and the tears that had just been suppressed by the slap had an urge to flow down again.

Bi Ying turned her face away, choked up and asked, "What are you doing here, didn't I tell you?" ”

The young man was outside the window, with a faint smile on his face, gently pushed open the window, and looked at her distressedly: "Don't you want to see what I'm going back to?"

Bi Ying wiped her crying eyes, buried her head, and secretly glanced at the screen from an angle that the boy couldn't see.

At this moment, the screensaver suddenly went black, and the room was dark.

In the dark, there is a girl covering her mouth.

Laughing and crying, crying and laughing.

Time was short, but she still saw that sentence at the last moment, and it was also seven words.

She said, "Let's stop here."

He replied: Let's start over.