The Lafite wine in the cup is like the blood flowing from your own body, it is the blood that drips from the heart, after taking out your heart, with the force of wringing out the towel to twist and bend the hot atrium, the purest and sincere blood with all the heat of the heartbeat is dropped into the cup.

The large bouquet of pink lilies placed in the center of the table is blooming, and the petals that open one by one seem to be laughing at Zixi for being a stupid woman for love!

Just when Yan Qing rushed out of the private room to chase after Yu Xin, she clearly felt that she was like a hot fireball suddenly thrown into the ice cellar dozens of degrees below zero, frozen into ice cubes and smashed by someone with a hammer, broken like quicksand in a quicksand bottle, it was difficult to find a small piece of integrity.

Zixi really didn't want to believe what he saw in front of him, but the truth can't be replaced by imagination after all, just like the color of the sofa in this private room, the whole person and even the whole world are green.

Yan Qing stood at the door of the Wutong restaurant and watched Yuxin leave, and the loss in her heart was self-evident.

He stood at the door and looked at the disappeared Yuxin and still didn't give up, so he stayed like this for a full 10 minutes until a restaurant waiter came over beside him.

"Hello, is there anything I can do to help you?"

Yan Qing, who was already in a trance, was patted by the restaurant waiter who walked to his side, and it was no wonder that he stood there motionless for too long, as if he was doing some kind of performance art.

"Oh, nothing"

Yan Qing suddenly came back to his senses from the love just now, looked at the waiter beside him, shook his head, and turned around and walked towards the private room.

Yan Qing pushed open the door of the private room, and in order to avoid a vicious battle, he could only sit back in his seat with a casual expression [Yan Qing is still very clear about Zixi's temper and character, if such a thing happened today, if he can survive it safely, it will be a miracle, but it is almost impossible]

He saw Zixi's face gloomy like the color before a thunderstorm, and he sat there without saying a word as if he had lost his soul.

He wanted to step forward to comfort Zixi, but just as he wanted to reach out and touch Zixi's shoulder, she was like a conditioned reflex, she got up directly from the chair and slapped Yan Qing in the face with her backhand, the sound was so loud, her eyes were full of endless disappointment and sadness, there was a desolation of three thousand drowning trees, and the stool was also kicked behind her and lay there in an instant.

"I really admire your psychological qualities, how can you be so calm and shameless! Do you know what a face is? I have it when you have a face, feed the dog you don't know! ”

Zixi, who has always been able to restrain his feelings, also became extremely out of shape today, and when he saw Yan Qing sitting there without speaking, he snatched the lilies that were placed on the table, and tore them one by one and smashed them in his face.

Yan Qing didn't say anything, nor did she respond, she sat on the seat and silently endured this qiē just to make Zixi's heart feel better.

Zixi's crazy actions are becoming more and more unbearable and restraining himself gradually floating upward, just like the sea water that has lost its pressure and keeps rising.

She threw Yan Qing down and ran out of the private room alone, all the way to the outside of the restaurant.

On the way out of the restaurant, her crying became louder and louder, and it was the first time that she had cried in public so unscrupulously since graduating from college, but I don't know if it would be the last.

She approved that she could vent all these feelings, without the slightest nostalgia and concealment, and a few salty tears would quietly flow down her cheeks into the corners of her mouth, so that she would remember the "unforgettable" today.

Zixi, who returned home, swore to the ceiling of his home that if he gave Yan Qing another chance in this life, he would admit that he was a ****.

She directly threw the mobile phone off into the shoebox, and completely made the signal to isolate and shield, even if the other party burst the mobile communication cable, it was useless.

Yan Qing is still sitting in the restaurant like a wooden man, and the mechanized repetitive action picks up all the flowers on the ground on the table, making himself more and more sue now, and his ideological awareness of environmental protection is constantly improving, but it is a pity that no matter how much he does, it is as cold as the plate of dull daylily on the table, which makes people desperate.

It won't be too early to get dark in the middle of summer in Beijing, but at this time it has switched to night mode, neon colors have become the theme of the city, people feel the high temperature of the daytime oven after the power is off, only to gradually take advantage of the slightest coolness to go crazy, and Zixi's apartment that should be bright is simply dark and panicked, which is completely the royal scene of Japanese horror movies.

She squatted alone in the empty room, sobbing intermittently, probably because of the lack of stamina to cry, the crying scene that was performed loudly on the road just now was not too embarrassing, but when she got to the house, she was a little stage frightened to reduce the effect. I felt that the powerful soul of the goddess I had always been proud of was torn apart by an invisible hand, and I couldn't make a sound when I wanted to scream in pain, just like Sadako, who was hiding in the darkness like Sadako, no one was scared, but I was able to scare myself.

Sorrowful!

Deserve!

Think about who let himself always stick his hot face to other people's cold butts, who knows that if he doesn't stick it right today, he will catch a cold and diarrhea, and he only feels that the love world he wants to get instantly collapses like the end of the world.

In order to wash away the dust and filth of her soul and body, she went into the bathroom and soaked herself in the cold water of the bathtub.

A person is lying in a bathtub surrounded by darkness in a bathroom with no lights on, and his body feels no different from the water-infused meat sold in the bazaar, and he does not feel human at all, except that he feels like a walking corpse of stinky skin sinking into the water, and this water seems to smell similar to formalin.

When Yuxin turned around and left from the Wutong Restaurant, there was still a glimmer of expectation that Yanqing would keep catching up and begging him to stay, but he didn't even see a shadow when he reached this section.

She walked through the street and walked in the opposite direction, feeling as if she had withdrawn from this space, and the past around her was as familiar and vague as a dream scene.

Step by step, she moved forward, completely in a state of dissociation.

Even she didn't know why she was in such a calm mood today, but after seeing Yan Qing, she would become turbulent, and the originally calm heart lake was like a huge stone being thrown, and the layers of ripples stirred up in her heart were difficult to calm, and even she couldn't control this chaotic feeling.

Not long after Yuxin left alone, she stood stupidly at the corner of the intersection, and the tears in her eyes had been dried when she came here.

Looking at the crossroads lying in this city, it is as if God carved countless crosses with a reddish blade in the flat world, these scattered and orderly connected crosses with eternal cold countenances and sorrows without epitaphs, disguised as blessings for the happiness and peace of all mankind, countless scorching years like water flowing day and night on its chest people come and go, countless times trying to engrave the miracle of warmth on its rough and hard texture, but in front of its cold face as cold as ten thousand years are in vain, It is tolerant and fair to everyone who has trampled on it, and such an argument is not because of how sentimental it is, nor because of how selfless and lofty it is, but because its open chest in every part of the city is like the cross of a church or a cemetery, and what it can do is always listen to the moodiness of all the bustling noise, but it cannot appeal to you after your laughter or tears, and it can only be transformed into cruel coldness with lasting silence, which can only be in the turn of day and night. Go balance the heat of the city's flow of all the bursts at the crossroads of life.

The people who walked by by him were like avatars shaken by WeChat for a while, there was no three-dimensional feeling in black and white, and a moment of numbness struck, and the body was like Du Lengding who had been injected with countless injections, and there was no other consciousness but he could stand there with instinct, unable to speak or cry.

I had told myself thousands of times in my heart that I wouldn't and wouldn't fall in love with Yan Qing, but when I saw Yan Qing and Zixi's actions in the private room, I was very angry, and I really couldn't help but feel angry.

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Yan Qing, who really couldn't get through at night, didn't want to come to the door to find trouble, after all, there are always people who pick up money in this world, how can anyone take the initiative to pick up and scold, so they spent the saddest night of this life stage without disturbing each other among three people, three places, and three loves.

Early the next morning, Yan Qing, who had not slept all night, got up early, afraid that Zixi would not be able to think about it if she suffered such a blow, so she called her company.

"Hello, the number you are dialing is temporarily busy, please be patient"

Yan Qing, who was unwilling to call dozens of times in a row, put down the mobile phone in his hand, looked up at the European-style dial hanging in the living room, the time had just stopped at six o'clock, it turned out that he got up too early, this was simply the rhythm of being dizzy.

In this way, Yan Qing waited for a long time for 2 hours in the pain of suffering before dialing Zixi's company.

"Hello, this is Mancheng Culture Media Co., Ltd., who are you looking for?"

The voice of the front desk staff came unhurriedly from the phone, as if he had not woken up yet, and the voice was mixed with a little impatience.

"Hello, I would like to ask if Zixi, the executive director of your company, came to work today?"

Yan Qing on the other end of the phone was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks like a monkey, and he was restless jumping up and down in that villa all night.

"Oh, I didn't see it"

The service staff at the front desk hung up the phone very rudely, and didn't want to say anything more to Yan Qing.

Yan Qing, who was sitting in the living room of the villa, held the mobile phone in his hand, and if he tried harder, he could crush it, and he didn't know how Zixi was doing now, he had never seen Zixi as sad as yesterday, and he was really worried that he would see the headlines on the front page on the Internet today - Ms. Zixi, the executive director of Mancheng Culture Company, committed suicide by jumping off the building at home.