CHAPTER XXIV

She seemed to be completely stunned, standing stiffly and indifferently in front of the door, staring blankly, unblinkingly at the pool of blood on the ground, and the body that was still trembling slightly in a pool of blood, she already knew what was going on, but she didn't dare to move.

After a long time, I walked slowly, slowly.

He bent down very slowly, reached out to touch it, his hands trembled like leaves in the wind, and his whole heart seemed to be tightly entangled by threads, and his internal organs were squeezed and painful. The hair on Ding Ding's whole body was stained with blood, sticky to the touch, with a strong smell of choking blood, when her hand was placed on it, it seemed to feel something, raised its eyelids with some difficulty, looked at her painfully, and made an extremely faint whimper at her pale face, tears slowly flowed from the corners of her eyes, and then the voice became smaller and smaller, more and more weak, and finally it seemed that it could no longer support it, and slowly closed its eyelids, and even its body did not move!

Wen Yan's hand on it froze suddenly, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, every organ in the body was frozen, and the sound of shattering could be heard as long as he touched it lightly. She squatted there for a long time, and finally came to her senses, picked it up with trembling hands, and despite the bright red blood dripping from its body, dyed her snow-white shirt a dazzling red, and held it in her arms like a newborn baby, her stiff face clinging to its gradually cold body, and she couldn't even speak!

Life passes so quickly, and so ruthlessly, she can't even be given a chance to keep it, even if she can be indifferent to the point of being unkind, some things still can't bear it after all.

Yan Ran over there was still buried in Gu Heng's arms, hugging his waist, and kept chanting: "Scared me to death, scared me to death." ”

Wen Yan maintained the posture of holding Ding Ding with both hands, slowly turned his head, and looked at Yan Yan with a strange gaze, like a monster, for a long time, and said coldly: "It's dead, it was killed by you, but why are you still alive and haven't been scared to death by it?!" ”

Her tone was calm, she didn't shout, but there was a slight tremor and fierce torture in her voice.

Yan Ran hugged Gu Heng's hand and slammed it, raised his head to look at Wen Yan, bit his lip, and looked confident: "Isn't it just a dog?" If you die, you die, I didn't mean to, as for you cursing me with such vicious words? ”

Wen Yan put Ding Ding down gently, and slowly stood up, under the thick night, her expression was very light, but the cold light that suddenly burst out of her eyes could almost be said to be murderous: "Miss Yan, please speak with dignity, it is a dog, but its life is not cheaper than yours!" ”

Yan Yan's pale face immediately became embarrassed, knowing that he was wrong, but he couldn't swallow this breath, so he pulled Gu Heng's arm angrily, and snorted aggrievedly: "Gu Heng! ”

Gu Heng didn't look at her, his gaze was still on Ding Ding's bloodstained body that had not moved, and for a long time, he said hoarsely: "I'm sorry!" ”

Wen Yan looked at Gu Heng in surprise, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about, and then let out an extremely contemptuous sneer: "Young Master, who is this saying for?" If it's you, then there's no need, if it's for her......" Wen Yan paused, looking at his eyes, with a chill like a blade, but his voice was faint, "Then I'm sorry, I don't accept it!" ”

Yan Ran was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Then what do you want?" What exactly do you want? Money? Or do I pay you a dog?! ”

Wen Yan was silent, she turned her head and stared at Yan Ran.

Yan Ran was thunderous and was about to speak, but Gu Heng suddenly stopped her: "Enough!" ”

"Gu Heng!" Yan Ran was also anxious, "I said that I didn't mean it, it ran out of the blue, and now that it's dead, will you blame it on my head?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pointed at Wen Yan, and said angrily, "And you, since it is so important to you, why don't you take a good look at it and let it run around, and now that it has been hit and killed, are you not responsible?" ”

"Miss Yan." As if he finally couldn't bear it anymore, Wen Yan frowned deeply, and his voice was fierce, "I thought you were at least a civilized person, but now I know that I was wrong, you are not even a person!" ”

It was so angry that his chest and lungs were about to explode, and he couldn't help but scold: "Wen Yan, what are you?" Who are you to say that about me? You are just a dog beside Gu Heng, homeless, wagging his tail beside him and begging for mercy, he takes pity on you and gives you a bite to eat, otherwise what do you think is the difference between you and the beggar on the street? ”

Her face was hideous, and she shouted and scolded loudly regardless of her image, not remembering that it was because of her negligence that she took a life in an instant.

And after this sentence was said, the three of them were stunned, including Yan Burn himself.

Wen Yan looked at Yan Ran's bright but almost distorted face, and didn't speak again, but his eyes dimmed imperceptibly, although these words came out of Yan Yan's mouth, they were the truth, and the person who gave Yan Yan a chance to insult her and pressed her step by step was Gu Heng.

So if she wants to scold, the person who should be scolded is Gu Heng, and if she wants to hate, the person who should be hated is also Gu Heng.

She understood these truths, but she didn't have any strength to scold or hate, and she was indignant to seek justice for herself, she just leaned down slowly, and hugged Ding Ding with some difficulty. Then he turned around and walked in the opposite direction to the Gu family.

"Wen Yan!" Gu Heng shouted to stop her, "Where are you going?" ”

Wen Yan was silent for a while: "Go and be a beggar!" ”

His heartbeat soared rapidly, Gu Heng frowned deeply, and almost gritted his teeth and spit out two words: "You dare to ......"

Wen Yan bent the corners of his lips, revealing a very light smile, and there was no trace of gloom and pain on his calm face: "Gu Heng, I remember that you just said that my pain is your medicine, and now I want to congratulate you, I have another dose of good medicine!" ”

Gu Heng's face turned pale for a moment, his lips froze, and he couldn't say anything!

I could only stand there fixedly, watching Wen Yan hold Ding Ding and walk towards the darkness step by step, her steps trembled a little, but she never looked back, until the thin figure slowly disappeared into the misty night, leaving no trace.

The night was completely darkened, and there was a grave silence!

Yan Ran left, and drove her car with blood stains and the smell of death, panicked, and even panicked, and hurried away.

Gu Heng stood alone for a long time, and finally seemed to be very tired, walked back slowly with heavy steps.

In the dead of night, under the vigorous ancient cypress trees in the park, Wen Yan sat alone on the dirt slope, with his arms folded on his knees, looking at the miserable night wind and the dark tide of the lake in front of him with a cold and desperate gaze.

Tintin was buried by her under the small raised dirt slope beside her, and when she put its completely cold body into it with trembling hands, filling the soft soil little by little, she felt something, suddenly far away from her.

What is left in life?

Many shots passed by in front of her like a quick release, her mother's warm smiling face, the extremely cherished dark green cheongsam on her body, the warm applause and those approving glances attached to her face that were often heard on the set, and Gu Heng's once gentle eyebrows, Aunt Lan's aging face, Ding Ding flatteringly wagged his tail and rubbed it into her arms, but what was finally frozen was the cold picture of his mother lying on the ground with blood stains on that sunny and hot afternoon.

She vaguely felt a chill on her face, and at first she thought it was the cold touch of the breeze, but later realized that it was a sudden tear.

Slowly, he pulled out a business card from his pocket, the words on it were neat and neat, and by the moonlight, it exuded a faint gold.

People are not driven to a dead end, and they never know what choices they can make.

Wen Yan sat silently on that dirt slope all night. Until the night faded, and the cold white moonlight faded, and then the sun came out, and she placed her pale and dry palm on Shang

On the moist earth, he said softly, "Tintin, it's dawn." ”

Her complexion was pale and her voice was calm, as if nothing had happened, as if it had naturally woken up a friend who was asleep beside her, as if it had never left!