No, no, no, I'm not that cruel or shameless. To stab someone else's wound, or to sprinkle salt on it, that's an animal, not a person, not me, not me, never me, never me, I'm still a person.

I raised her face to look at my window when I was leaving, she waved at me, and the moment Zhang Fusheng was still breathing, the two nasolabial folds on his cheeks were like knives and axes.

I stood up, like a wild thing that had been trapped for a long time, I thought my steps must be full of anxiety, staggering, and a little weak, I wanted to cry, I wanted a hug inexplicably. But I don't know who in this world can give me salvation, who can give me wholeness, who can give me real security or stability.

Have it?

Have it?

Who is not running for their lives in an unknown direction in this world? Who runs without thorns, traps, traps for catching beasts, and I don't know when there will be hungry beasts with red eyes next to them?

Lao Bai sat indifferently, if he hadn't known her before, he would have thought that she was a kind old man who was preparing to retire for the rest of his life. She wore heavy makeup on her eyes, thick and dark eyeliner with colorful eyeshadows, a color that no longer suited her.

She is too old to understand that the world has made a new definition of beauty, she can't keep up with this era, she should have stepped down and bowed a long time ago.

Under the long eyelash extensions, Lao Bai's eyes are chaotic and misty, no longer have the clarity of young people, but for some reason, in my eyes, she looks like an ancient prophet who knows some kind of witchcraft, and those eyes, that cloudiness are completely false, it seems that it can penetrate everything.

My phone rang, followed by a call from the administration who went to the hospital. I rushed forward, grabbed the phone, and the other end said, "Hello? Mr. Mei? ”

"Hmm."

"Leaflet ......"

"Hmm."

"Xiao Ye is dead."

"How so? She doesn't look that serious. ”

My hands began to tremble, thinking of her waist, legs, and chest, and remembering Xiaoye's lips open and covered with big red lip gloss and calling me, "Sister......"

I was shaking and my bones were falling apart, I could hear them shattering in my body, I could hear them.

I hate the look in his eyes like an old cheetah. Who ever looked at me like that before?

I didn't want to cry, but the tears flowed out as soon as I brushed them. I don't want to cry in front of Lao Bai, I don't know why.

I turned my back and wiped away my tears with my other hand.

"How is that possible?"

I shouted.

"It's not a big deal, it's not life-threatening. The ambulance arrived at the hospital, went into the emergency room, only needed to do a minor operation, I went to pay the money, she told the doctor to go to the bathroom, there was no one around her at that time. Blame me, blame me. She didn't go to the bathroom, she went upstairs and jumped from the stairs. I haven't completely choked my breath since I fell......"

I threw the phone, and Lao Bai hugged me from behind. I burst into tears, I don't understand what Xiao Ye has experienced, a woman who lives so happily and chicly, just because she lost a child? Or is there really a baby spirit? He hates her, he is entangled with her, he is asking for his life?

"Let go of me."

"You're going out like this?"

I turned around and looked at her fixedly, her face was coated with thick fat powder, and her lips were just as red, she had followed Zhang Fusheng for so many years, did she also have a lot of bitterness in her heart? How is Zhang Fusheng's wife crazy? Is she the culprit?

I do not know.

I felt like my head was going to blow up.

"You're going out like this?"

Lao Bai shouted at me.

Under the incandescent light, her voice was sharp and piercing, piercing my eardrums, buzzing and echoing, I closed my eyes in pain, I didn't want to pretend anymore, tears flowed down my face.

"What's the use of you just going out like this?"

She shook me vigorously, and I felt that her two arms, which had long been fleshy, and her two hands with faint veins bursting out, were so powerful, like the claws of a reborn falcon.

"Calm down!"

I cried. She slowly let go of her grip on me and sat back down.

"What if you go now? Can you change the fact that Xiaoye is dead? ”

I kept crying, my mind was so confused, I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what I wanted and what I could say.

Lao Bai touched her pocket again, did she forget her subconscious action? She didn't bring a cigarette with her, and I, now I wasn't in the mood to go out and help her find a cigarette. Oh no, actually, I need a cigarette too.

On the spot, pretend to hold it with two fingers, send it to the lips with a trembling tremble, take a few puffs violently, then cough violently, and then inhale a few more mouthfuls, gradually getting used to the faint nicotine taste, nicotine, or anesthetic. It makes people happy, similar to marijuana.

When I think of marijuana, I think of Huaiping again. Why does Huaiping know?

"Just now," Lao Bai opened his mouth abruptly, and I looked at her blankly.

"When he first got sick, I knew where the medicine was."

Lao Bai's eyes looked at the other side, opposite was a window, it was dark outside, and no one knew what time it was. The people in the office are long gone.

I continued to look at her, and she let out a long sigh.

At that time, Zhang Ruolei's kid was also beside him. He also knows where the medicine is. ”

"What do you want to say?"

She turned her head and refocused her eyes from the window back to my face. She looked at me with her eyes peeled and her chin lifted slightly, the flesh of her cheeks visibly loosening.

"I don't want to say anything."

She turned her head again, her eyes staring into the night. I am reminded of a poem by Gu Cheng: The dark night gives us black eyes, but we have to use it to find light.

Is she trying to find the light?

"I thought I wanted him dead."

"Isn't it?"

"It's not."

"Despicable."

"What about Zhang Ruolei?"

She looked at me again.

"He's his own son."

My back shook.

"Where's Xiaoye?"

She pressed me.

"What about you?"

"Does he really love you?"

I turned away.

"You go."

Lao Bai didn't say anything. The air is cold and lonely again, like a secluded place, the world is barren, only loneliness, only loneliness, and the emptiness that cannot be seen at a glance. The wind swept the dust and the sand, and the sky blew, and the dead branches swayed in the wind, creaked, broken, fell, and were rolled up again by the wind, and flew up to the sky, and were swept away with the dust and sand, and fell to the ground again.

Then, I heard a slight sound of rustling behind me, Lao Bai's slightly sluggish, but coherent footsteps gently knocked on the ground, the sound continued to the door, the door, was opened silently, half a second, and was gently closed, Lao Bai's footsteps from near and far, the soles of his shoes clicked lightly with the marble floor, the sound sounded like a monosyllabic note in such a quiet night, monotonous and boring, listen carefully, and seem to have some kind of loss.

The administration called again, saying that he had called the police and notified Xiao Ye's unit, but Xiao Ye's relatives could not be found. Q: Do I know?

Xiaoye's relatives?

I hung up the phone, and I opened the phone's address book, to be honest, I didn't even save Xiaoye's phone, I always thought it was ...... How can I have a phone number from her family or friends?

The administration said, flipped through Xiao Ye's mobile phone address book, there were only a few people, either colleagues or customers, they picked up the phone and said? Who? Leaflet? Is it the woman who has very big breasts and buttocks, and looks particularly sassy and vulgar? Who? She's dead? Are you kidding! She can't die if I die. What games do you play when you're not drunk?

The administration hung up silently.

When I was finally asked, he said, Mr. Mei, I don't dare to call Mr. Zhang directly now, I'm afraid of him......

What is there to be afraid of him?

"I'll call him."

I say.

Place your finger on your phone's keys.

What Lao Bai said just now rang out out at an inopportune time.

"Zhang Ruolei, that kid is also there."

"He's his own son."

"He also knows where the medicine is."

My fingers stopped, and my eyes flashed with an angry face, a pant breath in my nose, and a look of resentment in my eyes.

No, no, no. He was or, just, just too angry. You know, when you're very angry, your brain short-circuits and you show off. Otherwise, when I asked him later where the medicine was, he wouldn't have ......

I grabbed the bag and stuffed my phone inside. I think, I should go over to give Xiao Ye a ride, take a look at her, she has a lot of aftermath to take care of now, I know her.

Zhang Fusheng?

Will his life be in danger?

Did he get to the hospital?

How is he?

No, it won't.

He's not Xiaoye. Even if Xiao Ye really slept with Zhang Ruolei, it was just a dewy marriage, unlike Zhang Fusheng, who was his father-in-law. But what about my father-in-law? Ancient and modern less? For the sake of the old man's power, status or money, people are crazy.

But Zhang Ruolei won't.

He definitely won't. Do I want to make a phone call? I took out my phone and looked at his number, but I unconsciously shivered first.

I pinched the phone and walked out, took the elevator downstairs, went out of the gate, it was dark outside, there was no moon today, not even a half-curved crescent, the night sky of the city had always been lackluster, and I saw a whole huge black curtain hanging over the whole city.

When the wind blew, I remembered that I had forgotten to put on my coat. It was still on the clothes rack in my office, the lonely piece of wood that had been shaved straight and had branches sprouting at the top, polished and polished, and topcoated.

Where do I go? I want to go see Xiao Ye, as for Zhang Fusheng, he should be fine, he is just old. But Xiao Ye is still young, and when I think of Xiao Ye, my body trembles like chaff.

Just now, in the afternoon, she was still talking to me, she was still alive, flesh and blood, her waist was so thin, she always held up her plump breasts and swaggered through the world, whoever died I would never think that she would die, and who couldn't think of it I wouldn't think that she could not think of it.

What a woman who will live, she knows how to use her unique advantage to get everything she wants.

Tears slipped silently down in the night.