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Mao 18 returned home, except for Huang Yan who was lying in another room. The room was empty. The silence is a little scary.

Mao Eighteen looked so lonely lying on the wide double bed.

The sound of gurgling water in the bathtub in the living room can be heard more clearly.

Mao 18 clearly realized that Hongmei'er was really gone, and she would never come back.

She went to a faraway place, and she heard that it was a pain-free place. I don't know if I will go there to meet her in the future, or in what capacity.

When the time comes, will Hongmeier know herself, and think of a song, a song that she liked very much in the past, and whether there are cars coming and going in heaven.

Probably not. How could there be such a cheesy thing in heaven.

Mao 18 turned over and got up from the bed, as if he felt the red girl's smooth body entangled again, and when he turned around, he realized that it was just a hallucination of himself.

Sitting on the rattan chair on the balcony, Mao Shibai hid himself lonely in a wide chair, lit a cigarette, and looked out the window.

The green trees are swaying, the crowds are weaving, and the fall of a life does not image other people, which makes Mao Shibai feel the indifference and reality of the world.

He used to be the same, he never had such respect for life, because he had never been respected since he was born, except for his mother.

He has been struggling on the road of struggle for so many years, and he has always wanted to throw away a brain buckled on his head.

But now he suddenly found that no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't change his origin.

He remembered the red lips again, and the delicate, ageless face.

That kind of contempt, that kind of ridicule made Mao 18 remember it vividly.

The world has long arranged a qiē to perfection. There is always a very long distance between one circle and another.

When a stranger wants to enter another circle from the bottom, the people in that circle will be very annoying to kick with their feet and bite with their teeth until you are bloody, and you can't stand it.

His younger brother Xiao Jiu studied very well, but he didn't know what kind of ending he would have in the end, just like he didn't know if it would rain tomorrow.

Since having a red girl, Mao Shibai feels that his mood has changed, his previous idea of wanting to climb up has become lighter, and he just wants to live a quiet life with a woman who loves him. But now that the red girl is gone, she has left herself alone in this world.

Mao 18 suddenly remembered why it was the incident between Hong Meier and Xiaobing. Why did the car hit the little soldier, and why did the red girl have a dagger in her chest.

Did those people come for themselves, did they implicate them?

Mao Eighteen rubbed his somewhat swollen head. I lit another cigarette.

The pungency of the tobacco made Mao Shibai quiet down slightly, he felt that this matter was not so simple, if his enemies wanted to take revenge, it was impossible to attack the two of them, because even if he killed them, it would not have any effect on himself. As the old man once said, when a person dies, he dies, and the living still live.

The dead are God who has mercy on them, and feels that they are living too hard, and the living people are in time The suffering is not over.

Lan Lan should know the details, but why didn't Lan Lan say anything.

Mao Shibai remembered that Lan Lan had been silent for the past two days, without a word, the soldier was dead, and it stands to reason that Lan Lan should be sad. Lan Lan is not an indifferent woman, but she has nothing without tears, even when Xiaobing was buried, she didn't shed a single tear, could it be that her previous relationship with Xiaobing was pretended.

Impossible, Mao Eighteen once again overturned his thoughts, Lan Lan is not that kind of person, there must be something in this that is not known to outsiders, this matter happened closely among the three of them.

Mao Shibai suddenly felt a headache in his heart, and remembered what Gao He said, but for a moment, Mao Shibai shook his head again, scolding himself for not being a person, Hongmeier is not such a woman, and Xiaobing is not such a brother.

This kind of thinking not only blasphemes Hong Meier's feelings for herself, but also blasphemes Xiaobing and her brotherhood.

Mao Shibai felt a splitting headache, took out a bottle of liquor from the freezer, and drank half a bottle in one go, a feeling like fire churning in his stomach, but his heart was much more comfortable.

Lan Lan returned home, and there were shadows of creeps everywhere in the room. Lingering.

Lan Lan seemed to see Xiaobing and Hong Mei'er hugging each other again, and suddenly felt very nauseous, ran into the bathroom, and vomited on it.

It's like bile is about to be spit out. It's so uncomfortable.

Creeps are really good to themselves, if not for that.

Women don't allow men to betray him, I don't know where I saw it, for a cheating man, it's like a hundred-dollar bill that fell on, it's a pity not to pick it up, and it feels disgusting to pick it up.

The hotel was still operating normally, Du Yunduo and Xiaohong were busy, and the child was walking back and forth behind the two of them.

It seems that Yiqiē is still the same as before, nothing has changed, Xiaobing just went out, or rather, he is cheating with Hongmeier somewhere.

Lan Lan pulled out her body that was deep in the sofa with great difficulty. Then I put on my apron and walked into the kitchen.

Du Yunduo said, sister, why did you come out, go back quickly, and have a good rest.

Lan Lan said, it's okay, I'm fine.

Xiaohong was surprised that Lan Lan was strong, and said in her heart that if she died her husband, it was estimated that she might not be able to live.

Mao Eighteen fell asleep lying on a rattan chair, and when he got up in the morning, his body was a little wet, only to know that he was more exposed last night, and his clothes were already wet.

Before you know it, it's autumn, and suddenly the weather is cooler.

Mao Shibai looked at the rising sun in the east vacantly, and his body was heavy as if he was sick.

Someone knocked on the door, Mao Eighteen didn't move, he didn't want to see anyone, he just wanted to lie quietly in his and Hong Meier's room.

The people on the street started a new day of busyness, and Mao Shibai suddenly remembered a few words that had been said in the play, look at its high-rise buildings, and watch it high-rise buildings......

Mao Eighteen suddenly felt that there was no meaning in a single qiē, yes, what is the meaning of living, coming empty-handed and leaving. Nothing can be taken with you.

Even if you love yourself and the people you love, it's just a spring dream, and when you wake up from the dream, there is nothing.

The door was slammed twice, and someone shouted outside the door, Mao Eighteen, you open the door for me, can't you die?