She put her finger in her mouth and sucked it, thinking about finding a paper to wipe off the blood, the fishy smell in her mouth became heavier and heavier, until people's hearts turned upside down, her eyes were hot, she went into the bathroom and opened the hose to rush at the injured finger.

The cold water washed away the pain in her fingers, and she heard the sound of the key opening the door in the sound of the rushing water.

It's too late!

She had to stay still, the water running through her hands, and she listened to him enter the bedroom, where he was still, and then the footsteps came straight to this side.

Her face was facing the big glass mirror, the eyes in the mirror, the familiar eyes.

She saw him in the mirror, and he still had the bloodstained photo in his hand.

Her eyes were dazzled, and she couldn't see what his expression was, but her voice was stiff, as if she was forced to spit out word by word from her lips: "I'm sorry for soiling your things." ”

He moved, as if he wanted to come up and hug her, and she turned her head very quickly and faced him directly. She heard herself ask, "Is she still in Shanghai?" ”

His voice was also stiff and wooden: "It's gone...... ...... the plane crash that year"

He's dead?

Of course it's dead, otherwise how could he find her as a replacement?

She should have been suspicious, shouldn't she?

At the beginning, he easily agreed to help her, he was the most shrewd businessman, he was so good to her, so good that she also doubted, but she still lied to herself, so she deserved today.

He had already taught her that pie would never fall from the sky, so once there was an inexplicable benefit, there must be a problem.

She's a stupid student, and after studying for so long, she forgets everything in the blink of an eye.

Her tears flowed profusely, and she didn't know that she was crying so well, and while shedding tears, she was packing her things.

She couldn't go, and the company was snorting at him.

But she couldn't stay, and she didn't know how to face him if she stayed.

She was so selfish, but she couldn't control herself, and tears welled up like a.

She didn't have the right to leave, but she really couldn't stay, she was so afraid of the answer that she would rather run away than know the answer.

The luggage brought back from Japan had not yet been sorted out, so she was asked to take it out and stuff it back into the suitcase in the same way.

In the closet, she took off her clothes and threw them on the bed, stuffing them into the box indiscriminately.

He also came in, but didn't stop her, just looked at her.

She looked so ugly now, she must have cried so much, but she couldn't stop the tears, and fell on a black satin evening gown on the bed. The fabric didn't absorb water, and they rolled down the hem of the skirt, onto the beige bedspread, and disappeared.

He finally came over and called her name, "Holy Faith? ”

She didn't answer, and he hugged her from behind, as he had always liked to hug her.

He kissed her neck and kissed her hair: "Xiao Zi! ”

She didn't struggle either, she just whined, like a child.

The gorgeous dress was rolled up and rubbed into the box, but she still packed it up.

Such embarrassment made her so scared that she couldn't care about anything, she just wanted to run away as soon as possible.

She put the key on the cabinet in the entrance and went out, he didn't chase it out, she drove home by herself, the house was still the same, it was silent, it was dark, there was nothing, only herself.

She took out her suitcase and began to pack her things, the air conditioner on the window was humming, and in the sultry weather, Lin Zi was sweating.

It finally rained at night, Lin Zi couldn't fall asleep in bed tossing and turning, he didn't go home for too long, and the bed at home was unfamiliar.

Finally, I simply sat up, and it happened to be a strong wind outside the window.

The wind blew the camphor tree under the window to stagger, one moment to the east, and the next to bounce back.

She sat on the bed with her knees crossed, the rain falling outside.

The wind was light, and I heard only the sound of the rain, as if a hundred rivers were flowing down from the sky.

The rain had not stopped in the morning, and the observatory said that the center of the typhoon was approaching the city.

She turned on the radio in the car, and an emergency warning was playing in it, saying that the center of the typhoon had landfall, schools were closed, and various companies and institutions were closed, and the public was advised to stay at home and not go out.

She turned around and drove back, the rain was so heavy that she couldn't see anything, and the wipers didn't seem to be turned on at their maximum, and there was a white water everywhere.

She knew it was dangerous, but it wasn't possible to get faster.

There was so much water on the road that it was like a river, and the car was driving in the white waves, and she thought that it would be better not to turn off the fire.

The wind was stronger, and she kept hearing the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, about the billboards or neon signs on the upper floors on both sides of the street being blown down by the wind.

She struggled to make out the road, water splashed on the front glass of the car, down, and then more water poured up, white flowers, only water.

A louder gust of wind swept in, and she heard the "click" of something breaking nearby, followed by a loud "bang" that rang overhead, and the whole car jumped. As soon as the sight went dark, the windshield splashed in all directions, and the water rushed in.

She thought, "It's over! The car must have been smashed by a billboard! ”

Her head was numb, and hot liquid ran down her face, and she reached out to touch it, only to realize that it was blood.

Waves of sharp pain hit the door of the brain.

She tried to open the door, but she couldn't, and it seemed that the lock was jammed and she was trapped in the car.

Breathing gradually became harder, she fumbled with her handbag, there was a phone in it to call the police for help, the handbag was shaken to her feet, she reached for it with difficulty, the steering wheel was blocked, and she couldn't reach it.

Bursts of pain rolled over, and the water whirred straight to her face, and she leaned on the steering wheel, finally losing consciousness.

When she gradually woke up, she only had a headache, she was so sick that she wanted to vomit, someone was shining a flashlight on her pupils, and she slowly saw that she was lying on the hospital bed, and a doctor was examining her.

"She's awake." The doctor looked down and smiled and said to her, "It's fine, just a traumatic brain injury and a slight concussion." ”

The doctor's voice buzzed, gradually becoming clearer.

Everything around me became clearer.

She was pushed out of the emergency room and sent to the ward, and the doctor smiled at her and said, "Miss Lin is blessed with a great life, this time she only suffered a minor injury, don't worry too much." ”

She wanted to laugh too, but a man came up behind the doctor, and she thought she was wrong, but it was really him: "Shengxin." ”

Her eyes were hot, and she had just escaped from the ghost gate, and she wanted to cry at the sight of him, so that he could know how scared she was.

Maybe the billboard smashed a little later, or it fell a bigger billboard, and she would never see him again.

After escaping death, his stars seemed to have become a problem that could not be smaller.

She knew at this moment how much she couldn't live without him—maybe she loved him—and her tears wanted to well-up that she was actually in love with him again.

What should she do?

What should she do in the future?

He patted her hand gently and said, "Don't cry, the doctor said that you are traumatized and cannot be excited." ”

She finally choked up and asked, "Am I looking ugly?" ”

He smiled and said, "Say this, and I'm sure you're really fine." ”

She asked again, "Why are you here?" ”

He said: "The police found your car, rescued you, found my business card in your bag, and someone recognized you as Lin Zi, so they called me." ”

is somewhat destined, destined that she can't leave him and can't let go of him.

A deeper chill came up, she actually loved him, and God wouldn't allow her to run away, but what should she do.

Even if he uses God as an excuse, he will return to him desperately.

She was useless, she didn't even have the courage to escape.

On the day of discharge, Yi Zhen happened to see a big client, so she called the secretary to pick her up from the hospital.

Liu Yuhua always accompanied Yi Zhen to the hospital for a while, and became familiar with her, and his attitude towards her was much better.

He sent her back with the driver, and said: "Mr. Yi said that if there is anything, he will leave a message to the secretary's office, he is very busy today, and he may come back a little late." ”

She thanked them and sent them away.

The apartment was still neat and tidy.

She walked into the bedroom, only to find that there was an extra silver photo frame on the bedside table, which was a photo of herself and Yi Zhen.

In the black and white courtyard of Myoshin-in in Kyoto, he wraps his head around her shoulders from behind, two faces next to each other, and two people smile brightly, like sunflowers.

She couldn't help but smile.

Putting down the frame, there was a photo album on the table full of photos they had taken in Japan.

She had never seen these photos before she had ever picked them up from the rinse shop, and she was just amusing them as she stood there flipping through them one by one.

There are many photos that he snapped for her, and he loves to shoot her when she is embarrassed.

There is a picture of her eating marshmallows, and the white wadding on her face is photographed, like Santa Claus, which is particularly funny.

Such happy days, such beautiful memories, she should not be the only one who feels nostalgic and happy, right?

She was fine, so she took a taxi back.

Looking out the window, I suddenly felt irritable in my heart.

She really couldn't figure out Yi Zhen's intentions and why she met Chen Hui in Tokyo.

When he went abroad, wasn't he going to get engaged to his fiancée?

Why can't I see the ring on his ring finger now?

The driver asked, "Miss, where are you going to go?" ”

After asking a few times before she heard it, she blurted out, "Minghua Plaza." ”

The car drove to Minghua Square and stopped in front of the fountain in the square.

As soon as she got out of the car, she pounced on her body with the heat wave of water vapor, which was stuffy and damp, making people breathless.

She'd never been here before, and she had only been passing by before, just glimpsing from the car.

Now I have a foothold, only to know that it was originally paved with white cloud marble, and the reflection under the sun is a little dazzling, and it looks more and more vast, and under such a fierce sun, I only feel that the heat is unbearable.

There are trees planted on the edge of the square, and from a distance, there is a circle of velvet green. She looked up, and the sunlight made her eyes open.