I had a bad time when I was twenty years old, and I thought I wasn't going to have a good time in my life. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Then I met a girl and I thought that a good life was opening up to me. But in reality, it's just wishful thinking on my part. Even though no one put pressure on me, I put a shackle on myself.

This shackle came from the spring evening when Liu Bang was taken away by the police car, and from the high-pitched laughter of the drunk man when Liu Bang bent down to pick up the coins.

Sometimes, I wonder why, when the Creator created us, we had to create some people to be healthy and perfect, while others were created to be defective.

I also don't understand why some people are bent on seeking death even though they lack nothing, while others are still trying to live with hope despite encountering a lot of setbacks, suffering, and inconveniences.

At one point, I thought that even if Liu Bang suffered from a stubborn disease, it was better than not being able to speak. There is a possibility of curing a stubborn disease, but it can't speak, but it will accompany a lifetime of imperfection.

This kind of imperfection will make him live under the strange gaze of others for the rest of his life, and the eyes of pity and sympathy will surround him, making it difficult for him to look up.

This congenital defect will trap Liu Bang's long life and mark it with a sad tone.

I watched, but I couldn't share anything.

This feeling made me feel like I was on pins and needles, sinful and tormented.

Thinking of Liu Bang, I calmed down from the chaos and loss.

I'm sorry, I said.

Jojo's face was slightly red, and she looked at me and chuckled.

I knew it was going to be like this. She said. But because of this, Xiaobei, I can't hate you.

I'll be waiting for you outside. I opened the door and rushed out without looking back.

I'm afraid, for another second, I can't help but hold her in my arms.

She is a pure sunshine in my dark life, and since I can't give her happiness, don't destroy it.

The cold wind blew, and my restless heart calmed down a little.

At that moment, I miss Liu Bang very much, Liu Bang, what are you doing now? What would you do if something like this happened to you?

It was early in the morning, and the streets were empty and quiet.

I couldn't go back to school, so I opened a room near an Internet café and let Jojo live in. Then he turned around, ready to spend the night at the Internet café with the remaining twenty dollars.

Jojo looked at me, and stopped talking. But in the end, he didn't say anything, turned around, and walked up the narrow staircase in the dim light.

I watched a movie all night, and at four o'clock, I finally couldn't help but feel sleepy and fell asleep.

Vaguely, I heard someone say something like murder and jumping.

I didn't care about it at the time, I thought it was the people who played the game talking.

After that, he fell into a deep sleep. It wasn't until morning that the webmaster came to call me.

"Hey, brother, brother, wake up."

"Huh?" I opened my eyes in a daze.

I thought it was the network manager who was trying to clear the position, so I stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash my cold face and then go to Qiaoqiao.

Without thinking, he took two steps, but was stopped by a man in a police uniform.

"You are Zhu Xiaobei?" The policeman asked.

"It's me. What's wrong? I asked, confused.

"Come with us, there's a case to ask you."

Said the policeman.

"What case?" I was at a loss.

I've always been law-abiding, and I've never made any bad friends. What are the cases that need to be asked of me?

"You'll know when you go." The police said hard.

I followed him out, and the dizziness I had seen from staying up all night eased a little.

Remembering that Jojo was still in the hotel and was going to talk to her before leaving, I took out my phone and prepared to text Jojo.

Unexpectedly, the phone was snatched by the policeman who had been following me.

The police looked at the text message I wrote and asked, this Qiaoqiao, is his full name Cheng Qiao?

I nodded suspiciously and asked, how do you know?

She jumped off the building at 4:42 a.m. today. Police Road.

What the?

Hearing this, I suddenly felt dizzy, and I couldn't stand steadily. It became pitch black in front of me, and it didn't slow down for a long time.

Jojo, why are you so stupid?!

I thought of her speechless glance and the last disappearing back, and my heart suddenly twisted like a knife.

She, which hospital is she in now? Can you let me go see her. I held back the waves in my heart, and with a faint hope, I asked in a trembling voice.

No need to go to the hospital. The policeman looked at me and replied dryly.

My head exploded.

The last time I saw Jojo was at the end of that dimly lit staircase.

She looked at me and stopped, but she didn't say a word, and set foot on the place I had chosen for her to die.

In the dim light, I watched her disappear into the dim corner, and never to be seen again.

I don't know how painfully she jumped off the windowsill in the early hours of that day, ending her life in 2007 -- that autumn morning.

Bobo and the others were crying all over the place, and when they looked at me, their eyes were full of disgust and hatred that could not be concealed.

Jojo's mother cried and beat me, asking me hysterically over and over again, why didn't you die?! How did it not you who died! You evil spirit! You've killed us Jojo! You killed her!

Lu Yuan didn't say a word, and gave me a fist.

He roared with red eyes, I wish Xiaobei, you coward, you fight back! Fight back! Don't think that if you take two punches from me, you will be able to wash away the sins on your hands!!

I lay in the dust, nosebleeds snaking down my face.

I know that my sins will not be washed away for the rest of my life.

After Qiaoqiao left, I didn't shed a single tear in front of people, but the pain and regret in my heart came like a tide, making me almost suffocated.

I can't forget Liu Bang's suffering, and I can't forget Qiao Qiao's lonely and lonely back.

Countless nights, I woke up from my dreams and quietly burst into tears.

But after waking up, I was still the same Zhu Xiaobei with a sunny smile and no haze in sight.

There were no classes left in my senior year, so I moved to the company and started working hard.

In the company, I am very popular, just like I used to be in school.

But I knew that the inside hidden under the shell of sunlight was already empty.

One weekend, I went to IKEA with the staff to pick up office supplies, but I ran into Bobo who came with my boyfriend to buy furniture.

Bobo unscrewed the drink from her hand and threw it all in my face.

"I wish Xiaobei, you must not die well!"

She stared viciously at me and the young woman, cursing.

"It's cliché, isn't it?" Zhu Xiaobei asked me.

"It's alright—" I shook my head.

Zhu Xiaobei smiled politely when he heard this, didn't speak, stood up and prepared to leave.

But at the moment of opening the door, he stayed for a moment.

"Thank you for listening to this story, my mood is much lighter."

Zhu Xiaobei looked back at me and said, his eyes were as clear as ever.

If it weren't for the follow-up story, in my impression, Zhu Xiaobei's story would be a love that could not be triggered.

However, this is not exactly the case.