At this moment, there is too much information to digest, and the moon only wants to be alone for a moment, and her mind is calm!

Thinking about it, she couldn't help but recall that she had a complicated mood to repair a book, and Lin Zijin's thin note full of affection and reluctance to love and hate obsession was the second letter, and compared with the resolute and cold truth of the first letter, it was a mixed blessing.

"Zijin:

When you hold this snowy piece of paper in your hand, congratulations, it means that you have successfully found the location of my grave. I wonder how long it will take you to solve the puzzle I have left for you, days, months, or years?

I don't know, I'm just curious about the extent to which you and I are in a heart-to-heart relationship.

Perhaps, at this moment, I can really smile at Jiuquan and look down on your sad eyes in the clouds!

However, I have also considered other possibilities: if you don't understand the mystery, maybe you won't be able to find a place to live after I die. Then you will not be able to see the letter, it will turn into a pile of ashes and drift away in the wind......

And my lonely grave is like my heart, overgrown with weeds and inaccessible to people.

It's also possible that in the near future, everything will go to zero and you will forget about me! Who knows, anything is possible!

Isn't it?

Zijin, at this moment, when I write to you in the quiet dark night, my heart is extremely conflicted, I don't know how to face such an endgame, you, me, Xiao Qi. Three equally lonely souls, unable to warm each other's indifference.

But I know that in the future, what awaits us doesn't matter where we go, it's just dusty and a handful of yellow sand!

In the low dust. I'm afraid that I won't know the true face of the old man when I see each other!

However, the deceased is gone, as the living. You have the right to know the truth, the truth that I have deliberately withheld from you.

If you ask me, why don't you keep it hidden? I can only tell you that people are dying, so why bother with it?

Although, I hate your fiancée Xia Lan, and I hate not being able to eat her flesh raw. Ru drank her blood, but I didn't end her life with my own hands.

Then. I hesitated to take action in order to reconcile my grievances. Correct. I'm still ruthless, I can't do it!

When I hesitated, early that morning, I was in the hospital occasionally browsing the news bullets that popped up, and I knew that an opportunity had come to me.

Xia Lan died in a traffic accident, and at that time, you didn't know the inside story!

Thereupon. I deliberately cut my hand and took off my ugly hospital gown. Change into fairy clothes, walk around the hospital, and pretend to meet you again in the hospital lobby.

Everything that followed, as you know, went smoothly as I expected, until I was alive.

At this moment, I believe that you have already received the first letter I left with you.

However, man is not as good as heaven!

Zijin, I wish I was a bad woman, and I would never return to the bad in my bones, so that I would not walk with you carefully all the way and continue to fall all the way!

Heart, really tired!

How many times have I wanted to tell you everything, to be with you in the last few moments of my life, regardless of it, to love happily, to live happily, and to /his/grievances and hatreds.

However, I can't!

Because, Xiao Qi's blood has already entered my bone marrow, I am her, she is me!

Her hatred, her pain, so close and empathetic, devoured my soul day and night, and in the darkness, I couldn't extricate myself.

And my laughter and laughter have long been buried with Xiao Qi's body in the desolate mountainside, without a trace.

At that time, I was like a ghost who was looking forward to the rising sun, hoping for a quick liberation and an end to this painful torment as soon as possible, but in vain.

Often, when the disease struck, when I fainted alone on the cold and biting floor of the home, I didn't know the time to wake up, my body seemed to be hollowed out, unconscious, only one breath remained, my head was extremely clear, only to continue to lie on my back on the cold ground, until I recovered my strength, I moved to the sofa with difficulty, got up with my hands on the edge of the sofa, threw my sick self into the sofa, and couldn't get up again.

Countless times, I'd rather my life come to an end, to the end, to the end, no longer moving forward, I'm tired, I'm really tired.

How many times have I imagined the situation of death: when death issued a powerful call to me, I had no fear, no sadness, no pain, and a smile on my face, because I finally persevered until the last moment came, and the moment my eyelids gradually closed, I felt that my body had become very light and light, like a fluttering feather, free to roam between heaven and earth, spinning, flying.......

Just because my soul is liberated!

Zijin, if there is an afterlife, the grievances and hatreds in this life are over, and they will end here. In the next life, I would like to turn into an ordinary woman, find someone who loves me deeply, hold the hand of the son, and accompany me to old age in a plain way, so good, there is nothing else to ask for!

And I, I'd rather never meet you in this life, I'd rather never love you.

This is my heart!

Here, with my beloved you, say "cherish", after that, you have your sunny road to stride forward, and I, also have my single-plank bridge to pacing the wings, I only wish, you and I, life and life, never see each other again!!

Farewell, my love!

The moon is dead. ”

After the memories ended, Moon decided to look for Lin Zijin, she still couldn't let go of the obsession in her heart, that is, to witness his reaction and expression when he read this letter.

When she found his trace, she saw him sitting on the balcony of his home, holding the thin note.

He frowned, condensed the letter, and read it over and over again, as if it were another difficult puzzle she had left for him, carefully scrutinizing it.

In the other hand, the index finger and middle finger are melodiously sandwiched with slender cigarettes, red stars are dotted, clusters are burning, thin lips flatten the cigarette butts, and the fierce inhalation makes the fiery red rise, fine and fragmented vigorously.

Fool! Where did she get so much thought to mediate with him, to calculate everything behind him?

This letter, she appealed to him, every truth, from the bottom of her heart, but she still couldn't escape the word "calculation", but it was not as clear as his dumb riddle.

On that day, Yunxiao had asked her what she wanted, and she didn't want to state it to him, in fact, she knew better than anyone else what she was going to do.

She just wanted Lin Zijin not to forget her, leaving a strong mark in his mind, and drawing a wound in his heart, making his flesh blurred and unable to heal for the rest of his life.

Yes, she wanted him to remember the pain of her struggle alone, and as soon as he stepped into the house, with his feet on the white floor and the soft sofa, he remembered her old suffering, her wounds!

It was like the short-haired woman in the vermilion cotton skirt, close at hand, never far away, sad and resentful and obsessed with his gaze! )