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A month ago, the western restaurant.

Chen Shu and Jiang Limeng.

"We've been together for three years, I've had enough of these three years, I can't stand it anymore, I'm poor, I'm not worthy of you, I can't climb high, so I beg you, let's break up." Chen Shu looked at Jiang Limeng and said painfully.

The picture reappeared in his mind, Jiang Limeng's heart hurt again, and her boyfriend broke up under pressure from his mother. What Chang'e fell in love with Wu Gang and eloped to the moon from then on, the story of happiness has nothing to do with her.

I haven't been to work for a month since the breakup, work? The world is so big, look and see.

Love has always been a bitter medicine, and it will not become sweet because two people drink it together, but when two people drink together, the bitterness will be lighter. But two people together are prone to get sick, lovesickness, dependence, without the slightest immunity.

Always don't care when you have it, but don't forget it when you lose it, people are lovers.

I asked for a bottle of wine from the bar and ignored the man who came to talk to him. I can't play a game all night, I drink unscrupulously, and I'm not afraid of being drunk and unconscious, and being picked up.

The music is loud, the movements are beating, and a group of people are swaying on the dance floor, which is very fun.

The vast majority of the people hidden in it are urban white-collar workers with stable wages, and the bars at night are places for them to release their stress, because here they can be presumptuous and show their teeth and claws.

For example, the one who just walked by, wearing high heels, walked upright and straight, probably engaged in sales or sales work. Another example is another man who wants to talk to him, "Hey, beauty, I seem to have seen you somewhere." The old-fashioned skills are like the 21st century, men invite women to listen to the play, which is how many years will it take to encounter the unearthed cultural relics.

Of course, there is no connection between the two, Jiang Limeng just feels that life is boring and needs something to tease people.

Chen Shu, her first boyfriend. A professional emotional liar who plots everything about her, and she doesn't know it, and even falls out with his parents for him.

When we laugh at others, we don't think that we are ridiculous, and when we sympathize with others, we don't think that one day we too will become the object of sympathy.

The funny thing is that she is still sad for Chen Shu, and Chen Shu is free with the breakup money.

Wine, forget how much you drank.

Qianbei is not drunk, Jiang Limeng does not have this ability.

Drunk, numb the nerves, the brain stops functioning, and thoughts hang in the background. Drunk, can only be a waste of time, after all, can not escape the moment of sobriety, longing and painful running.

If the memory in his brain can be formatted and deleted at will, Jiang Limeng doesn't want to find another 1kb picture of Chen Shu in his mind.

After a month of fruitless searching, Chen Shu disappeared into the vast sea of people.

When looking for it, every similar back is a surprise, until I see the face, it is another disappointment.

Disappointments pile up, and the exchange can only be hopeless. Looking for Chen Shu, it was declared shattered.

The beautiful memory of love is the panda virus in the mind, and the restoration is ineffective.

Saying goodbye to a relationship takes time to heal.

If you don't fall in love with other people anymore because of Chen Shu, you may not be able to, Jiang Limeng doesn't know. But if she completely cut off contact with her parents because of this, she can't do it, and I believe that the vast majority of people can't.

There must always be a limit to temper tantrums, especially for parents, no one can indulge us like parents. When she went back, Jiang Li dreamed of making a phone call home and saying hello.

After drinking another bottle of wine, my brain hurt and I began to feel uncomfortable. Jiang Limeng didn't plan to drink it again, she didn't want to die.

Trembling out of the bar, it was raining heavily outside, and after standing at the door for a while, Jiang Limeng suddenly wanted to go to the rain.

It's not that I want to learn the lovelorn heroine in a romance drama, nor do I want to learn from a poet to find inspiration.

Maybe it's because I've drunk alcohol and want to get nervous.

Jiang Limeng walked dejectedly, and after only a while, his fingers turned white like shriveled white radish.

Keep walking towards the dead of night.

The lipstick had almost faded, there was not a trace of blood on the lips, and I didn't know if it was the bitterness of the rain or the tears that flowed into the taste buds.

Thin clothes, one second is enough to get wet and transparent. The emaciated figure seems to be blown to the ground by the wind at any time.

Maybe Feng knew what Jiang Limeng was thinking, so he didn't let her fall to the ground immediately.

The leaves that fell from the streets, green with yellow spots, were visibly malnourished. 7 cm of red high heels, step by step on the ground, the drape of Jiang Li dreams like a ghost, wearing a white long skirt, she is a beautiful dress, in the night rain, the only role of this look is to pretend to be a ghost and scary.

Jiang Limeng suddenly appeared on the street, catching the truck driver off guard, and the white figure seemed to be a ghost, and the frightened driver braked urgently.

However, it was too late.

Like a kite with a broken string, Jiang Limeng flew far, far away.

The driver turned on the light to check, but he didn't see the white figure, thinking it was a ghost, and he was frightened, afraid that he was haunted by a ghost, how could he imagine that he had hit someone.

A white rose flows bright red blood.

Jiang Limeng, who was unconscious, was in a trance, feeling the ethereal nothingness of life, the faint heartbeat, beating more and more slowly, the life gradually blurred, and the soul was about to drift away.

Jiang Limeng's eyes were hard open, looking at the world nostalgically.

What does it look like after death? Heaven and hell, Jiang Li dreams of going to heaven to see, after all, there are more handsome guys in heaven.

In the dim sky, the rain fell mercilessly, and a black hole suddenly appeared in mid-air, the black hole gradually enlarged from the size of a sesame seed, isolating all the surrounding matter, like an antimatter existence, and the raindrops could not be poured into this sudden black hole no matter what.

A man walked out of a black hole in mid-air and slowly fell from mid-air.

"Xiaobai, scan the nearby human lifeforms and confirm the current geographical location." Holding the mobile phone, Qin Fangge instructed Xiaobai.

I don't know where I came to or what era I traveled to when the experiment happened, Qin Fangge needed to use Xiaobai to confirm his location and detect the surrounding environment at the same time.

"The land is located at latitude 23.47, longitude 120 east, in Yunhai City, China, with a subtropical climate and no threat to life around." Xiaobai reported.

"Scan the surrounding human lifeforms, confirm the location of the human lifeforms, and move in space." Qin Fangge gave the order again.

……

Walking in the rain, Qin Fangge approached Jiang Limeng step by step, the dying life in the dark night in front of him was like a white rose that was ruthlessly knocked down by the rain, discarded in this uninhabited street, about to die, the end of life.

The nano shield keeps the rain out, and the light from the phone illuminates the dim corner.

Jiang Limeng's makeup was muddy, her hair was scattered, and the blood on her body was mixed with sewage and flowed into the sewer.

Qin Fangge, who originally wanted to ask some questions, became hesitant.