(a)

Afterwards, we walked through the dark and secluded road. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

We silently walked through two high walls that were very close together.

As we were about to walk out of this narrow alley, your pain began again.

This time it was a short time, but it looked even more powerful than before. You immediately can't walk. You're leaning against the wall. You slide down the wall and sit on the ground. You hold down your stomach with all your might, and almost your entire rib cage sinks inward.

Even in the darkness, I can feel your face change.

You can't control yourself from making painful sounds. At the most painful moment, you lose control in the pain and say, "Kill me with a knife, give me a good time." ”

You were in so much pain that you didn't even know you were saying that. So, you don't know, this sentence has been stuck in my heart all night like a real dagger.

It's been so long, but it's still there.

Until today, until I write this line.

(b)

On that day, the road we walked was really the longest in my life.

I have a lot of details that I can't recall anymore, and I don't know the spring, summer, autumn and winter at all.

At the time of our breakup, the district finally called. I can already see the light in the window of my house.

You want to write a note to my house under the streetlight about your late return.

You have a hard time writing, and it looks as if you never wrote.

Your hands are shaking, and you're shaking so much that you can't even hold your pen.

But when you finally wrote it and signed your name, some nosebleeds came out again and fell on it.

A large pool of blood soaked the paper.

You can't write anymore, and you're dealing with the bleeding from your nose again.

Because it's too late. You nudge me home while dealing with your bleeding.

I felt my heart break as I walked backwards away from you under the streetlights that were getting brighter again.

I whisper to you that you must go to the hospital immediately. I hope you can find Instructor Wang or Teacher Chai or Kaohsiung or Liu Wenli, or anyone who can help you.

You said don't worry, you will find someone to help, and you will also go to the hospital.

I couldn't control my tears, even though I knew I was going to be home soon.

I leave you backwards, I look at you, step by step.

You cover your bleeding nose with your clothes under the streetlights, and you gesture to me to get me to go quickly.

I said, "Anyway, I'm going to let me know the outcome of going to the hospital tomorrow." Anyway, let me know the news. ”

You say intermittently behind your clothes, "Okay." will let you know the news. You can go back with confidence. "Your voice is constantly choked by the blood that is quickly flowing into your mouth.

I retreated to a place close enough to the communication room. I turned and went into the yard.

I see you hugging the trunk of a tree again because you can't stand.

After passing through the communication room, I stood in the courtyard gate, looking through the railing of the iron gate towards where you were just now.

There is no one there anymore.

Only the glow of a yellowish street lamp illuminates the blank road.

There I was, distraught for a few more moments, before I walked towards the doorway of the house.

(c)

I stayed in bed all night and didn't feel sleepy at all.

I've been thinking about where you are now, how are you now, are you in the hospital, you look so miserable, what the hell is wrong with you. Stomach ulcers? Or is it some other visceral disease? You should know your condition, but you don't tell me. Is the condition serious? If it were a normal situation, would you deliberately hide it from me?

My mind was in a mess. Before I knew it, tears soaked half of the pillow towel.

In the middle of the night, whenever there was any sound outside, I sat up at once. I thought, maybe it's your message. But none of them were.

I waited until dawn, and I didn't hear anything from you.

(iv)

The next day was the weekend. I've been waiting all morning, and I still haven't heard from you.

I waited until noon, and there was still no news. The phone call you said you were going to call, it never came. I've been waiting for this call. I'm going crazy waiting.

I fell into great despair.

I imagined all sorts of horrific situations. I feel like the end of the world has arrived.

I looked out the window at the path, wishing I could turn into a mosquito and fly out through the cracks in the doors and windows.

I didn't hear a word of what my family said to me.

I couldn't wait any longer. I must go and see how you are!

I had an urge in my heart to say whatever I wanted. All I have to do is give me a chance to see you. As long as I make sure you're safe, it doesn't matter how you come back or die. If you weren't safe, I would have longed to die.

I've been thinking about it all morning. I want to call Director Wang again, and I want to call Liu Wenli again. But no matter what I think, I can only think about it. In fact, I can't go anywhere, I can't do anything.

I felt like I was imprisoned in a cage.

(5)

Just when I couldn't control myself and started thinking about some dangerous thoughts, the opportunity suddenly came.

In the afternoon, everyone in the family went out. All of a sudden, I was left alone after 4:30 p.m.

I was ecstatic when the door finally closed from the outside.

I jumped out of my chair at once. I hate to grow a pair of wings.

I calculated how much free time I still had, and then I was on my way to you.

I brought my passbook and remittance slip with me to withdraw my scholarship, and if I was caught on the way, I said that I had received a phone call to collect the money and went to withdraw the money before the bank branch closed.

In case you reproach me for being safe, I will say that you have come to pay you back.

(f)

It's already the depths of winter, and it's getting dark earlier and earlier.

Coupled with the cloudy weather, it was already pitch black when I arrived in your hallway. I didn't dare turn on the lights in the hallway.

I climbed up the back stairs, carefully walked through the various debris that my neighbors had placed in the hallway, passed under the hanging bacon and bacon, pushed open the fire door, and stood in front of yours.

My heart was pounding. I knocked softly on the door.

Just as I was praying to the gods to keep you safe, I heard a chair in your room clatter and fall to the floor, and something fell to the floor. Then I faintly heard your voice almost suffocating in pain through the door.

I pushed the door hard, but it didn't move.

I looked left and right. I remembered the attic.

At the risk of falling to my death, and also at the risk of being caught, I climbed up the roof up the overhaul spare staircase of the exterior wall. I managed to open the attic skylight, and you didn't lock it from the inside, just plugged it in with a wooden pin.

I went down the stairs and into your room.

I see you. You're just struggling to inject yourself. But you didn't make it. You fell to the ground with a chair. The needle also fell off. Your face is as white as paper, your expression is painful, and your face is covered with sweat. Your whole body is twitching uncontrollably in pain. (To be continued.) )