Chapter Seventy-Five: Do You Love Me?
Next, my target is you --- Lin Zijin.
You may wonder: Why don't I just murder you, just like I did with Summer Blue, and cause an accident to kill her?
If I were to kill you, it would be as easy as a finger, but it would be a pediatrician with a finger in a minute! But I wouldn't be so simple and rude, it would be too cheap for you. I not only want you to live for a long time, but also let you clearly understand the hidden truth behind all this, let you repent for the sins you have committed for the rest of your life, and let you never be at peace in your life!
That's right!
I want you to remember this bloody lesson clearly, this terrible price: because you, the two women and the four innocent lives, were resentful, angry, and unwilling, and passed away.
From now on, whenever you dream back at midnight, will you be awakened by your own nightmares? Will you think of the desolation of the sun and summer blue before they died, and of your two poor children who died in a hurry before they came?
Ha ha......
Lin Zijin, are you curious: Since my goal has been achieved, why don't I tell you the truth directly, but approach you as "Mi Xiaoqi" your first girlfriend?
I'm telling you: I'm going to be the third, the third woman you will regret for the rest of your life!!
Why do you think I'm close to you? Do you think I'm willing to be close to you and close to your life?
Every time I am with you and hear you calling: "Little Seven", my inner demons are like weeds in the wasteland that continue to grow and grow madly in the bottom of my heart.
Have you noticed: After the reunion, I am not only like the "Mi Xiaoqi" you were familiar with before, but also different from her, which makes you a little unfamiliar with the surprise?
After the death of the sun, I changed into her ID card and turned myself into her. I told myself: From this moment on, there will be no more "moon", "cloud edge", "sun", "cloud mud" in this world, and the rest of me is only "Mi Xiaoqi".
Fortunately, the sun has a habit of keeping a diary, so I can easily get the information I want, and enter your life in the shortest possible time without a trace. The bits and pieces between you, your and her personality traits, can be glimpsed from her diary.
So I began to change myself to deliberately imitate the sun, and tried to turn myself into a gentle and soft girl that men couldn't put down. However, I clearly realize: good horses don't eat back grass! To make you fall in love with me and fall in love with the "Mi Xiaoqi" who was once abandoned by you, imitation alone is far from enough, it is not enough to attract your attention, I must incorporate some of my own characteristics and add some artificial romantic elements.
Lin Zijin, do you remember our so-called "reunion" a year ago? The first time, in the hospital where Xia Lan died, the second time, in Xia Lan's cemetery, and the third time, in the cake shop called "Soft".
Don't you think it's strange why we met three times in just over a month? No, it's not a coincidence at all, it's all a romantic encounter that I have choreographed.
For the first time, I was in the hospital to witness the death of Summer Blue. At the same time, smoothly enter your life when you are at your most vulnerable. Because people tend to cherish more when they lose, and when they are most vulnerable, they let down their guard and lose their normal judgment.
The second time, in the summer blue cemetery. In fact, I went to worship the sun that day, and by the way, I created a beautiful and slightly sentimental meeting.
You know what? Actually, the sun rests on the hill of that cemetery. In the future, when you go to worship, it is quite convenient for you to worship two women who died for you in vain, and two souls who cannot rest in peace.
Of course, the premise is that as a normal man, you still have an unquenched conscience.
If you have a conscience, if you feel guilty, please don't forget to worship the sun every month. Since then, there are no more relatives in this world, only you are the only evidence for her to hurriedly pass through this lively and lively red world, and walk through this complicated and cold world.
The third time, the cake shop known in the city as "soft".
That's where I followed you and found you frequented, and the "tiramisu" you never get tired of.
On that day, I actually knew it was your birthday, and I guess you would definitely come and buy the cake. I ordered "Tiramisu" in advance and sat on the "soft" sofa, waiting for your arrival to create a third casual encounter.
To be honest, the "tiramisu" in the "soft" is quite poorly done, it is terrible to eat, and the cocoa is too bitter and noisy, covering up the sweetness of the cream and the softness of the cake.
And I, in fact, don't like to eat "tiramisu" at all, that petty bourgeois thing! Just like your favorite coffee, it is superfluous in my eyes. I'd rather lick a crispy cone of three dollars and five cents, filled with a creamy cream that's so sweet that it's hard in between. I'd rather smash my mouth and drink a cup of chestnut milk tea on the street for eight yuan, delicate, soft, and slightly sweet. They are all like the taste of life, to me, real, bringing me endless joy and countless little joys.
Lin Zijin, do you love me? I mean the moon and the clouds, not Mi Xiaoqi, the sun, and the clouds.
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Seeing this, Lin Zijin's hands couldn't stop trembling, as if he couldn't hold the thin letter paper in his hand, and the white elves could fall and drift in the wind and dust at any time.
His thick eyebrows were like locked keys, twisting and folding. Putting down the white letter paper in his hand, the deep-water torpedo, which seemed to be as light as a feather but was actually as heavy as a missile, pressed the sides of his temples with his slender fingers, and rubbed them one by one.
After a while, he stretched out his upper body and stretched out his long arm to take out a pack of Zhongnanhai from the co-pilot's drawer, lit it, like a thirsty wolf rushing to the brook to drink, sucked a few sips, let the smoke ring wantonly entangle the tip of his tongue in his mouth, and released an intoxicating attachment before he opened his mouth and slowly spit out wisps of misty smoke rings.
Staring at the man in front of him with a frown and a dull gaze, the moon should be happy. This is a big play that she carefully planned and directed and acted in for a year, this is the last curtain call, and it is also the climax, she has been looking forward to this for a long time, and finally waited for this day.
However, looking at Lin Zijin at this moment, his expression was not sadness, not desolation, nor anger, just like before the sun died, his face was as desperate as ashes, lifeless in pain, like the scorched black earth after the fire, his eyes were full of devastation, as if he had no desire to live again.
Why did her heart unstoppably throb, trembling and attacking the sensitive and atrium, sadness turned into tears in her body, and when she was about to burst the embankment, she was forced to slowly flow back along her throat, spreading to her internal organs, and panicking.
She slipped out of the open car window next to him......
She needed to be alone and take him out of her sight.
After a few minutes, the moon calmed down and returned to his car. At this time, he also happened to finish smoking and continued to read the letter.