Physically and mentally exhausted back home, Liu Tingting went to pat and drag, Chen Zhengqiang estimated that he was playing games with those pig-like teammates in the Internet café and was too lazy to bother me, this house with gray chandeliers, dusty walls, balconies and small balconies seemed empty.

I tossed and turned on the bed, and finally lifted the bed board and pulled out a phone from the little hole.

That's the mobile phone I used when I broke up with Zhang Minglang, it was a domestic copycat mobile phone that had already been discontinued, and time made it look a little paint-stripping, rusty, and a little slow, but I gritted my teeth and spent money to make two spare batteries, and when there was no one at home, I would take it out to charge it and turn it on, and take a look at the text messages of that year.

Zhang Minglang's text messages almost filled the entire inbox, and his text messages have warmed me for the past few years. But the warmth makes people unable to distinguish the reality, so I kept those two weird text messages to remind me at all times, no matter how warm I miss, there is also the moment when I wake up from a dream.

That noisy night, I received such a text message that gave me nightmares.

There was an unfamiliar number on it, and he said to me coldly, "It's fun to attend your boyfriend's graduation today, right?" Are you staying in Room 309 of the Maple Leaf Hotel? He also told you to take you home tomorrow to meet your parents? If I send him to hell tomorrow, will you still be happy? ”

I was too light asleep, and I was awakened by such a text message, and I replied with doubts and asked, "Who are you?" ”

But he pretended to be mysterious and said, "When you come out to find me, don't you know who I am?" Or are you too timid and too selfish? I'm not pretending, I really have his handle in my hands, I hate him a lot, I want him to die, of course, if you're willing to come out and negotiate a deal with me, maybe I'll be able to let him go. I'll wait for you at this platform at the intersection of Guimiao Road, and I'll wait for you for 30 minutes at most. ”

I hadn't seen much of the world at that time, how easy was it to deceive? Or maybe I'm so nervous about what he's doing that I lose the ability to judge.

I think of myself as a lonely hero, I feel that Zhang Minglang is so good to me and has paid so much for me, I can't even pay a bouquet of flowers to congratulate him on graduation, my inferiority, my guilt and the desire to protect him dominate me, and before I have time to kiss him who is still asleep, I hurriedly opened the door and followed the two inexplicable text messages, stepping into this road of no return with no future.

And I forgot to weigh how many pounds and taels I had before deciding to be a hero, so I had to pay a heavy price for my youthful stupidity.

After that incident, I lay in the hospital for a whole week, numbly looking at the miserable white ceiling every day, and I thought about dying immediately, but I survived.

Memories are like endless waves, and I am like a fish being pushed towards the shore of time, I opened my mouth, and before I could spit out a bubble, I was photographed on the beach.

The cruel life was turned into a scorching sun, and I was almost sunburned into lifeless dried fish.

Probably annoyed, there was an emotion that wanted to cry but couldn't cry in my heart, and I almost smashed the phone on an impulse.

But then, the phone rang.

I looked at the number, hesitated, and finally picked it up.

The man on the other end of the phone said, "I'm downstairs at your house, come down." ”