Two days later, when Bai Menglou left the school gate again, he saw that many families were pasting couplets and door gods, and he knew that it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve. He walked blindly around the street twice, feeling that the eyes behind him were gone.

But he was still not reassured.

By about ten o'clock in the evening, he went out again. The streets are deserted, with few pedestrians, and there are bursts of laughter from the homes of the people on the street. He wandered aimlessly around the street for another half an hour, and then walked towards the "Xiangyangchun" hotel.

He entered the door silently, and the receptionist at the front desk was looking down and making a phone call, even raising her head.

He walked up to the top of the building. His steps are slow, his steps are firm.

Walking to the seventh floor, he suddenly turned around and walked down.

From the seventh floor down to the third floor.

On the way, he did not meet anyone.

"It looks like you're going home for a reunion dinner too." Bai Menglou paused and walked up again.

Bai Menglou finally reached the top of the building, and he walked to the place where he used to sit and sat down slowly.

Directly in front of the roof, the three big characters of "Xiangyangchun Hotel" flashed with pink light, looking around from the roof, there were flashing neon lights everywhere, and laughter was heard from time to time in the tall buildings, and the small city was submerged in the festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

He sat quietly, as if Hu Die was sitting next to him.

After sitting for about half an hour, he got up and looked around, and there was nothing unusual. He walked over to the sewer pipe, leaned down, reached for the hidden wire through the gap, and carefully pulled the wire outward.

Soon, the letter was pulled out of the sewer pipe. It, Hu Die's masterpiece, is back in the hands of Bai Menglou.

He opened the envelope, pulled out the letter paper, and read it word by word under the flickering neon signs, as if listening to the last words of the flower-beautiful girl to himself before she withered.

"From that reunion in the warm afterglow of the sunset, I suddenly realized that life is so beautiful! Even though I'm a little tired, I'm so happy! I keep fantasizing about the future, me and you maybe like Pierre. Curie and Marie Curie, perhaps like Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang, like Lu Xun and Xu Guangping, but no matter what, I know that our happiness will not change, because love makes us happy!

However, as soon as the dream began, it was destroyed!

I never thought I'd leave you one day, because leaving you, even for an hour, is too long for me to accept. But, forgive me, I really don't want to face ugliness. I leave this letter to tell you why I left.

That night, after being inexplicably taken to the police station at the "Xiang Yangchun" hotel, they immediately started the interrogation, they asked me to admit that I was involved in prostitution, I didn't admit it, they said that as long as I confessed, it was none of my business, and they went to the men to fine. Fines are their ultimate goal! I said I confessed, how do I face my family? In the end, everyone else who was arrested was forced to admit it, but I just didn't admit it. Remember the policeman with a small black tumor on his face? He's the director, and he hit me. I said to him, "Do you know Ma Dandan? I'm a virgin, and when I go out like her, I'm going to do an appraisal, and I'm going to sue you for this lawless director!

Xiao Heitu's face twitched, and he said with a cruel smile, you can't do Ma Dandan, your little evidence will disappear soon, on Lao Tzu's territory, those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die! Then, he called a policeman named Liu Changle and whispered a few words to him.

I was very surprised to see Liu Changle at the time, but as soon as Xiao Heitu's face sank, he agreed.

I didn't know at the time, they were designing a conspiracy against me!

At the end of the interrogation, Liu Changle took me to my cell in the detention center. He sent me to a cell with a man! I noticed that there was someone in the room, and it was a man, so I called out to the policeman named Liu Changle, who looked back at me, turned and strode away.

The man in the cell walked up to me, and I saw that his rosacea was like a rotten carrot, and he had an eagle tattoo on his arm, and he was about forty years old.

My resistance was to no avail, and my cries for help were heeded.

I finally understood the meaning of Xiao Heitu's words, they didn't make a mistake at work, they did it on purpose, he wanted me to be unable to do it!

What a night it was, after that night, the world changed completely, and I was no longer me. I have been ruined by them, I have no future, and I cannot stand next to you, like a kapok tree standing beside an oak tree.

Let me get out of this ugly world, and I think my soul will be as clean as the white and immaculate snowflakes cover my grave!

What I want to say to you is that we are too weak, so we are humiliated. People are swordsmen, I am fish and meat, if you want not to be bullied, you must make yourself strong! So, promise me, don't give up on your studies and get into a good university, this is the only path you have at the moment! If one day you become strong, don't forget to punish those demons: the director of the little black tumor, the policeman Liu Changle, and the rosacea scum!

Hu Die's masterpiece"

After reading Hu Die's suicide note, Bai Menglou felt like a knife. He struggled to his feet, only to find that the letter was already wet with tears.

Not far away, there was a sudden dull sound, and a firework rose into the sky, rising into the air and exploding, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, colorful, dazzling.

The sound of firecrackers rang out loudly from far and near, and the time to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new arrived, and there was a joy between heaven and earth.

Bai Menglou stood on the top of a high building, like a lone wolf standing in the boundless desert.

No one loves him, he doesn't love anyone anymore, the joy of heaven and earth has nothing to do with him, he only has boundless loneliness.

"Let's go to war, then!" He muttered, as if to himself and to the world under his feet.