At that time, she was in the same unit as me, and I grabbed her place. She didn't blame me, and then she pulled a game back, and then she ...... For a while, I even thought that she and I could become confidants and girlfriends in a sense.

She had a miscarriage, is it a miscarriage? What woman in this world has not carried a few lives on her body? I don't, that's no one loves, no one loves me, I'm like a dry salted fish, flies can't be recruited, I'm not like Xiaoye, those wild bees and butterflies, the tide flutters on her.

She was smiling, she loved the feeling of being crowded, being watched, and being coveted.

Hasn't she had an abortion? Or is she not able to regenerate in the future, that's why it's like this?

But that's not the Xiao Ye I know, even if there is no way to regenerate from now on, she can still find a way to make herself happy.

So women who know how to please themselves, are they all fake?

Whose headlights, especially dazzling in the dark, shook at me, so that I couldn't keep my eyes open, I blocked it with one hand, and in the blink of an eye, a string of tears fell into the cold, empty air. This air, it nourishes everyone, it treats everyone equally, it is it, we can continue our lives. But it has no feelings, it is cold, and it seems that it has nothing to do with the joys and sorrows around it.

The car was approaching, and Zhang Ruolei stepped down from the car.

"What's wrong with you?"

yes, what's wrong with me?

I should have stayed away from him, I should have been afraid of him.

He looked at me, I could see him so clearly in the dark, his whole body was in front of me, and the front headlights illuminated the pores on his face.

Even if the whole world betrayed me, he wouldn't.

Zhang Ruolei cupped my face. Said I heard about Xiao Ye.

I started crying.

He hugged me, and after the divorce, the man in front of me gave me the most warmth. Even if he is heinous, what can he do?

I don't care.

I hugged him back, like a drowning man suddenly encountering redemption. Tears soaked the clothes on his chest, and in the middle of the night, only him and I hugged each other tightly.

Let Lao Bai, Xiao Ye, and Xiao Han all die.

I don't want to hear anything, I don't want to know any truth, and finally a man treats me like a jewel, how many can I meet in my life? Just one! Huaihai? Huaihai is not a person.

Sitting in the car, the paper was almost exhausted by me, I turned my head to look at him, he was also looking back at me, smiling slightly, his eyes also liked to look at people like that, but he was not like the old leopard with his head drooping, he was young. Zhang Ruolei stretched out his hand, pinched my nose, and said, "My nose is crying red." ”

I tried to laugh, but I only let out a long breath.

"Xiaoye's business ......"

I stopped him.

"Xiao Ye's matter is already in the past. One has to look forward. ”

Zhang Ruolei opened his mouth, and wanted to say something more, but finally failed to speak.

Outside the car window, there is no starlight, but there are thousands of lights, and the street lights have been turned on early, and they are still on. Why did people invent street lights? Because they always want to see what is hidden in the darkness. But what if you really see it clearly?

Zhang Ruolei started the car, he held the steering wheel with one hand, and held my hand with the other.

"Where?"

He asked.

yes, where to go? I originally wanted to see Xiao Ye, but at this time, I didn't want to see her again.

"Go home."

I say.

Zhang Ruolei hit the steering wheel, and the car slowly slid in the direction of my house.

"Your dad?"

He squeezed my hand tightly.

"He's fine, the driver has taken him home. He was reluctant to be hospitalized, and the doctor said that it was the same whether he was hospitalized or not. When people reach their age, they are sick all over their bodies, and they want to strike at every part. After finishing over there, I called the administration to find out about Xiao Ye, I was worried about you, so I came back. ”

I thought of you, and I came back.

Who has ever thought about me for so many years? Who's coming back because they're worried about me?

No!

Not a single one!

I cried again, and he freed up the hand that was holding me and wiped away the tears with his fingers. Say, "Why are you crying again?" ”

I said I didn't know, I just wanted to cry. I always want to cry.

I sobbed as I grabbed his palm with both hands, tilted my head, and pressed one side of my face against it.

When I got home, I entered the door, he wanted to turn on the light, I stopped his hand on the light button, and began to kiss him, Zhang Ruolei was passive at first, and then responded, stopping my waist and picking me up, I wrapped my two legs around his waist, like two snakes with tails, he desperately rubbed my hair. I heard his heavy wheezing, like a flower blooming to the end of the dark night.

"Trust me."

He gasped.

"I believe it."

"You don't believe it."

"I believe it."

I bit his lip and held it in my mouth. We look at each other in the dark, like two wolves that meet each other in chess and in a narrow way. His head hung above my face, and his eyes were as bright as stars.

"Xiao Ye was not killed by me."

He said.

"Why do you say this?"

I pounced on him and started kissing him again.

"Can you please not say that. I don't want to hear it. ”

He pulled me over the shoulders and made me face to his.

"But I don't want you to torture yourself like that."

"I didn't."

But the tears betrayed me, and I wiped them, gasping, stubbornly: "I didn't." ”

But tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes again.

Zhang Ruolei looked at me, and with a "horn click", a drop of liquid with his body temperature dripped onto my face.

"Are you crying?"

"Nope."

He said. Turning over and sitting on the edge of the bed, a large silence enveloped the room, his back looked angular, and I sat up.

"Are you crying?"

I crawled up behind him and tried to touch his eyes with my hands. But he turned his head and dodged.

"Are you crying?"

I persevered.

"Nope."

He prevaricated me with one arm, lest I draw too close to him. I hugged him from behind and wrapped my hands in a knot at his lower abdomen.

Zhang Ruolei smiled in a nasal voice and said, "Why are you holding it so tightly?" ”

I didn't speak, and I didn't know if I should tell him the truth. I always had a hunch that we would be separated, that we would never love each other again. I desperately tried to get rid of this thought, but I didn't expect this thought to grow like grass sprouting in spring.

There was no funeral, and no one of Xiao Ye's relatives could be contacted, and later Zhang Ruolei used a little relationship with the public security system, only to find out that Xiao Ye was an orphan, and Zhang Ruolei and I didn't expect her to be an orphan.

is very similar to Xiao Han, I thought of Xiao Han again.

The administration breathed a sigh of relief, saying that it was okay, I was really afraid that she had too many relatives, seven aunts and eight aunts, and what was unclear about it would appear at this time. What compensation do you want for here?

Zhang Ruolei glanced at him and didn't speak. The administration kept its mouth shut and didn't dare to say anything more.

Xiaoye was buried, we came out with the money, Xiaoye's leader talked to the minister of administration on our side on the phone, Zhang Ruolei has been serious, plugged in a gap, I asked the administration, what are Xiaoye's last words? The administration glanced at Zhang Ruolei and said nothing. Zhang Ruolei glared at him and roared: "Say whatever you want, what are you doing with me?" I wasn't there either. ”

The administration looked at Zhang Ruolei, opened his mouth, swallowed a mouthful of air, and still didn't say anything.

I looked at him funny and angry, but after thinking about it, I also sympathized with him working outside, it is not easy to support his family, who doesn't live by looking at other people's faces? Who can live without regard to anyone's face?

It's all excusable.

Zhang Ruolei bought a cemetery for Xiaoye, with a mountain behind and a waterfront, which is worth a lot of money, and the Buddha number has been played in the cemetery for many years. With the blessing of the Buddha, I am afraid that nothing will harass her again, has the child who was exiled by her already forgiven her for revenge? Did you go to someone else's house to be reincarnated?

In early winter, the wind is very hard, the north wind is low and blowing, and the pines and cypresses planted in the cemetery are pale green, and there is no joy or sorrow, and it seems that there is no withering. It is said that people are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless. It is said that in these five turbid evil worlds, we are all sentient beings.

But what's so good about being affectionate? But there are more troubles than those plants and trees.

On the black marble tombstone, Xiaoye's full name is engraved, and I only then know what Xiaoye's full name is. I've known her for so long, I never knew or paid attention to her full name, I didn't expect her to die, and now she is sleeping in the ground, separated from my life and death, but I know her name and surname.

But what's the point?

I only know her name, but I'll never know her details. Her leap put something to an end forever, and buried something with her forever.

Xiao Ye died, I just want this result.

Why should the living be obsessed?

I stretched out my hand and happened to meet Zhang Ruolei's hand that was reaching out to me. In times like these, we need to warm and encourage each other.

The representative of Xiaoye Company is very young, it is said that he is the person who came to take over Xiaoye's position, his hair is combed very brightly, his leather shoes are particularly shiny, and he is very attentive to others, especially to Zhang Ruolei. Xiao Ye also stammered Zhang Ruolei at that time, but he was not as powerful as him, he was not stammering, he was simply kneeling and licking.

What's more, he didn't have a trace of awe for the dead, let alone a trace of sadness. When he came, it was completely official, to make a show, and the most important thing was to have a few words with Zhang Ruolei.

I hate the way he looks, and Zhang doesn't mince words about him. But he didn't feel embarrassed, he still didn't know how to restrain, he still saddled his horse before and after, and looked like he was willing to go to heaven and earth to serve you what dogs and horses would do.

On the way back, Zhang Ruo saw that I was unhappy in a traffic jam and persuaded me, saying that he was just a slave, and a slave was just for use.

I asked him, "What am I?"

He smiled and said that you are a talent, and talents are used for reuse.

"Reuse in bed?"

Zhang Ruolei blushed, he blushed. It made me very interested in teasing him, but suddenly I remembered Xiao Yelai, how cold and thin people are, her bones are not cold, and we flirt and scold.

I sat upright and looked ahead. Zhang glanced sideways at me, and touched the back of one of my hands, which was as warm, generous and reassuring as ever. I shook him back, the car turned around, facing a taxi, this day, actually open the window, it was already attention-grabbing, the trunk of the car was cocked, it was open from afar, and the sacrificial sweeping supplies were faintly visible, white is white in the wind, yellow is yellow flying. It should also be the one who came to sweep the grave. The two cars crossed heads and passed by. The woman was sitting in the car, wearing black sunglasses and a black scarf, and she had swept the corners of her eyes, but she made me feel like I was being electrocuted.