The quiet night made the sound of the rain especially clear, ticking, ticking, reaching the ears, and as if dripping in the heart, as if to remind some people that she was still alive, she was still breathing.

The light in the room is thin and soft, but it gives people a kind of coldness and oppression, probably too quiet, too quiet.

Lin Binglan looked at the ground, he was asleep, sleeping on the cold ground, sleeping a little sloping, and he didn't even have a sheet on his body.

She was awake all the time, her head was empty, she knew that Qi Buyang had been by her side for a long time, he was lying on the edge of the bed, he fell asleep on his stomach, he fell asleep, he fell asleep, and he fell asleep, and he fell asleep on the ground.

Why didn't he sleep in bed, but on the cold ground, because of guilt?

Suddenly, Lin Binglan was surprised how she was still in the mood to think about this, she looked at the sleeping Qi Buyang's face, his face was tense, he looked very serious and tired, this was not a pleasant face.

Then she looked down at herself again, naked ** herself, she saw the blood stains on the white dress, it was so piercing, and suddenly she clearly felt that it had been a long time and there was a hot lower body, she realized that she was no longer a virgin, or that she had changed from a girl to a woman, is this the meaning of this membrane rupture?

Losing her virginity in such a way, Lin Binglan felt deep hatred and deep regret......

Suddenly she felt that there was nothing more important than this, and she walked out of the room naked, went to the kitchen, and came back with a knife for cutting vegetables.

She put the knife on Qi Buyang's neck, and after a few seconds she moved the knife to the position of Qi Buyang's heart, she wanted to dig out his heart and see what color it was, she had killed people, it was not difficult for her to kill someone, but the people she killed were all vicious gangsters, but she had never attacked a sleeping person.

Lin Binglan looked at Qi Buyang's face, she couldn't do it, she had hatred in her heart, and the hot pain in her lower body kept reminding her that she should hate this man, she couldn't spare this beast, this kind of person didn't deserve to live in the world at all, but the weight of this hatred was not enough for her to kill him, she forced herself to think about the scene just now, Qi Buyang's face appeared in her mind, a smug, satisfied, sneering, and evil face, he pressed on his body, regardless of his feelings, whipping and ravaging, He destroys everything about himself like a demon, with innocence and dignity......

Her heart began to fill with anger and shame, she held the kitchen knife in both hands, and made up her mind to do it, but when she caught a glimpse of Qi Buyang's tense and serious face, this face was completely different from the one she had just thought in her mind.

She couldn't look at his face and kill him, she pulled something to cover Qi Buyang's face, it was her bloodstained white dress.

Lin Binglan turned her face away, the knife in her hand slowly fell, and between the lightning and fire, she couldn't help but look towards the place where the white dress was covered, in the haze, she couldn't see Qi Buyang's face clearly, she thought of the night when Qi Buyang accompanied her for her birthday, she thought of him hugging herself tightly in the wooden shed on the beach, and she thought of every beautiful and happy moment with him.

Lin Binglan's face tensed, and then twisted, she closed her eyes, her clenched silver teeth were painful and stiff, and her hands held the kitchen knife that weighed as heavy as a thousand and slowly pressed down.

Lin Binglan opened her eyes, she gave up, she couldn't do it.

She hated him so much.

She loved him so much.

She sneered and said ruthlessly to Qi Buyang: "I said, you will regret it." ”

Without hesitation, she picked up a kitchen knife and cut off her wrist.

Blood dripped faintly from her wrist, and Lin Binglan dripped blood on the white dress, making the white gauze more vivid.

She knelt, staring, stubborn, silent.

The blood on the white veil became more and more, slowly soaking and spreading, bright like a red flower, a flower squandered in her best years.

She slowly closed her eyes, the wind blew into the room and gently swayed her hair, ticking, listening to the sound of her own blood dripping, ethereal, Lin Binglan seemed to see the boundless silence, the boundless darkness, she walked farther and farther, it turned out that death was so peaceful.

A murmur came, "Binglan." ”

The voice seemed to be chasing from afar, from the light to the depths of the darkness.

"Binglan." A murmur called out to her again.

Lin Binglan slowly opened his eyes, he was shouting to himself, shouting to himself in his dream, what kind of dream was he dreaming when he cut his wrists and was about to die in front of him?

Lin Binglan felt that she was ridiculous, death was near, and she still had the heart to care about this.

"Binglan, even if I lose the snow, I don't want to lose you."

When Lin Binglan heard this, she immediately lifted the white veil dyed red with her hand, and what came into her eyes was a face full of sadness, her closed eyes, and crystal tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Lin Binglan's heart tightened and she was sad.

This is the second time Lin Binglan has seen him cry, and it is completely different from the first disgust and disdain, but this time it is completely different, making people so sad and so sad.

She stretched out her fingers, tremblingly wiping the crystal tears in the corners of Qi Buyang's eyes, gentle enough to suck away the tears with the suction of the tips of her fingers, but did not touch the skin at the corners of his eyes, she wiped and muttered: "I hate you so much, I want to kill you......"

"I love you so much, and I love you so much, and I am willing to live for you......"

As she spoke, she smiled softly at the corner of her mouth, and bandaged her bleeding wrist with the white veil dyed red.

She put on her clothes and stood beside Qi Buyang, indifferent and cold, blood kept oozing out of her wrists, Lin Binglan tore a white veil from the already broken white dress, bandaged the bleeding wrist a few times, and tied a knot vigorously, like her own blood vessels.

She stood like this again and looked at Qi Buyang for a while, then bent down again, and gently draped the sheet over her body.

Carrying the suitcase, he walked out of the bedroom and out of the house, leaving only a back.

Lin Binglan made a phone call, "Xiao Li, I'm injured......"

……

It's been a week, after that night, Qi Buyang woke up in the morning to find that Lin Binglan had left, and she took her things with her, he slept very heavily that night, as if he was so tired from working for several days in a row, he didn't know when Lin Binglan left.

When he woke up, he had just noticed something strange when the hospital nurse called him on the phone.

In the past week, he couldn't get through to Lin Binglan's phone, he went to the police headquarters, but was told that Lin Binglan was on vacation, but he didn't know anything else.

This made Qi Buyang feel that Lin Binglan seemed to suddenly disappear into his life out of thin air, without her news.

How easy it is to feel like a person is going to disappear in front of you, so that you will never see her.

Qi Buyang didn't know if Lin Binglan was like her sister and went away from home, never wanting to see him again.

He knew that Binglan must have hated him in his heart, he had done such an excessive thing to her, he had raped her against her will.

And Lin Binglan is a policeman, she is born with a strong sense of justice, and she hates this kind of thing, which deepens her hatred for herself, sometimes Qi Buyang thinks that it is not strange and excessive for her to kill herself in hatred, but she left quietly that night.

Qi Buyang used this to infer that things would take a turn for the better, she just needed time to recover from this matter, and she needed time to be alone to calm down the emotions and turmoil in her heart.

Qi Buyang hoped that he could give her time and not bother her, but he always couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to call her, and if the phone couldn't get through, he found her place of work, he didn't want to say anything to her, explain anything, he just wanted to see if she was still okay.

"Doctor Qi, should this acupoint be pierced a little longer?"

Seeing that Qi Buyang was stunned and motionless, Liu Bizhen asked weakly.

"Oh." Qi Buyang came back to his senses, quickly applied acupuncture and moxibustion, and explained: "I was a little distracted just now, but it won't have much impact, don't worry." ”

"Hmm." Liu Bizhen has great trust in him, she can often feel that this young man is different from other young men, he exudes a mature and steady atmosphere, which makes her feel very secure, vaguely like when she was very young, her father gave her the same feeling.

Sometimes she thinks about a question, whether I like him anymore, and I have a crush on him, she is not sure.

But Liu Bizhen knows one thing, if she can, she would prefer this man to be her father rather than her boyfriend.

What a ridiculous and bizarre thought.

"Alright." Qi Buyang withdrew the silver needle and stood up, and suddenly found that Liu Bizhen was staring at him, so he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Liu Bizhen smiled embarrassedly, "No, I see that Doctor Qi has been wandering a lot these days, are you encountering any things or difficulties, or if you say it, maybe I can help Doctor Qi." ”

Qi Buyang smiled and said, "You can't help me." ”

Liu Bizhen said: "If you don't say it, how do you know that I can't help you." ”

"Okay, don't worry too much about the children, and concentrate on recuperating from their injuries."

It is generally said that girls are children, and girls will be very unhappy to justify, but Liu Bizhen seems to be happy to treat her as a child.

"I'll go first." Qi Buyang said and turned to leave the ward.

"Doctor Qi." As soon as he took two steps, Liu Bizhen called him to stop.

Qi Buyang turned around, "What's the matter?" ”

Liu Bizhen asked; "Can you cure my smelly feet?"

Qi Buyang smiled: "What do you say?" ”

It's only been a week, and the strange disease on her feet has improved greatly, and she also believes in her heart that Qi Buyang can do it, and she just wants to find an opportunity to talk to him more.

"I'm sure you can't?" Liu Bizhen said and immediately said, "Why don't you accompany me downstairs for a walk today." She wanted Qi Buyang to know that in the past week, with Sister Xiaojing's company, she had overcome her psychological barriers, and she was not ashamed to expose her feet in front of others.

Qi Buyang smiled: "Next time, Xiao Su will come over immediately." He stopped talking and turned to leave.

As soon as I walked to the door of the ward, I met Xiao Su and walked up.

"Doctor Qi, you're quite punctual when you get off work now, aren't you busy going home?"

Qi Buyang didn't answer, and smiled: "I'll go back first." ”

He returned to the office, changed his clothes, and drove to the place where Lin Binglan worked, the Suinan City Police Headquarters.