The hour hand is at half past six.

The dream woke up crying.

When I just got up, it was like a stingy light reluctant to show up. The faint color of the dim road was one crowd after another of black clouds that pressed down the sky. When Jiang Xiaomian opened the curtains, the sky was dark and seemed to be about to collapse.

It shouldn't be so late in the summer! Jiang Xiaomian thought to herself. The curtain in her hand was slightly damp, and she knew that it was the beginning of the rainy season.

She touched the tears on her face last night and frowned, the last thing she liked was the rainy season of the year. Not only did the clothes smell musty because they didn't dry them, but even the depressed mood began to grow mold in the damp face, becoming more and more lush, like a chaotic and gloomy dark forest, and the branches of the trees that were sharp beyond the blades were grafted into the heartbeat of flesh and blood.

The pulses were pounding and uneasy, as if something worse and darker was about to erupt in the next second.

It's been a week since Xiang Xiyan died, Jiang Xiaomian thought about what Xiang Dongyang was doing now, he was still at home when he went out, and if he was at home, did he eat? Did he bring an umbrella if he went out? If he sleeps, will he still have tear stains in the corners of his eyes? …

She was bored thinking about him, and the phone on the table jumped out of his call.

The other party said, "I'm at the gate of the prison now, you can come over here."

Doodoo ......

A very short and horrifying sentence. There is no call for a name at the beginning, and there is no "I'll wait for you" at the end. There was only a nasty beep. You know, Jiang Xiaomian didn't have time to say a word, and the call was over.

"Prison gates? Could it be that Han Feiran was caught? ”

"Probably."

"But why is his tone so ugly..."

…

Jiang Xiaomian came to the prison gate with all kinds of thoughts. She widened her horizons, and her eyes were just about to search for Xiang Dongyang's figure, but at first glance, she saw him sitting with his head down under the five big characters of "Changnan City Prison", as if he had committed some crime.

Xiang Dongyang hung his head completely, and two flat rows of whirlpools could be clearly seen above his head. When he saw Jiang Xiaomian's footsteps walking in, he slowly raised his head and looked at her, his blood-red eyes were filled with deep hatred, and then turned into tears overflowing. He looked at her with anger and sorrow.

No one had ever seen him look at her like that.

Jiang Xiaomian's face was anxiously hot, so he asked uneasily, "What's wrong?" So saying, I was going to take him in my arms.

But he threw him away. I shook it off very hard. That kind of force was more powerful than he had thrown her away in his life.

"I've seen Huo Kun, and he's confessed to another crime we didn't know about." Xiang Dongyang slowly spoke.

"What's the matter?"

"On the day of my sister's engagement, Huo Kun found a high-end imitation makeup girl to deliberately lure Xian Xinchen away, intending to make Xian Xinchen abandon the marriage, so that Xian Xiang and the two families would have a gap between each other. The fire in Hailou Bay was set by Han Feiran, do you know! It's not an accident, it's a conspiracy between the two of them! ”

Jiang Xiaomian stood there stiffly, as if she had seen the most terrifying thing with her big panicked eyes, she immediately realized something, and knew what he was going to ask.

"At six o'clock in the morning the day after my sister's death, you sent the audio evidence to our mailbox. I forgot to ask you, when did you learn about that voice recorder? Six o'clock is so early, it shouldn't be the day. ”

"The day before Sister Xiyan's engagement." Jiang Xiaomian hung his head and spoke, tears falling at the same time as the rain. These are secondary, and the scary thing is that she knows he's going to have a temper tantrum!

"Why didn't you tell me! If you let me know right away, the police will arrest the two of them first, then my sister won't die!" It's all because you hid it, otherwise my sister wouldn't have died! Xiang Dongyang's last roar smashed straight into Jiang Xiaomian's head like a huge brick.

Jiang Xiaomian cried loudly "wow", and the rain flowed into his mouth with tears, swallowing his voice. She clutched his hand and knelt down, the rain hit her eyes with gravity, and she still forced her eyes to open and raise her head and shout desperately:

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry, Dongyang... I really didn't know it would be like this, and by the time I knew about the pen, it was almost night. The next day was the engagement, and I just wanted to make the engagement ceremony quiet and successful, so I chose to tell the next day..."The last few words fell hard in the rain with the hand that was pushed away.

"The end? You're fucking ending my sister's life! ”

One sentence overshadowed thousands of raindrops falling at the same time, and this rebuke could be heard almost for a hundred miles. The rain on Xiang Dongyang's face shook down with the strength of the shouting, and when she roared, she stretched out her index finger and poked it into the air little by little, almost poking the top of her head.

"I'm sorry for you, but no one knew that things would turn out like this, can you forgive me!"

"Because of you, now that Han Feiran is absconding, the murderer of my sister is still at large!"

Jiang Xiaomian cried so much that she couldn't cry anymore, she closed her eyes and looked desperate to accept punishment, "If you think that all accidents are because of me in the final analysis, if you want me to give Sister Xiyan my life, I have nothing else." ”

"You, and your brother are both indirect murderers who let my sister die, it's easy for you to die, but how can my sister come back to life......"

Is it easy for you to die? Xiang Dongyang blurted out the words, and he felt that he was saying the same thing as a brute.

But Jiang Xiaomian was not surprised by this sentence at all, as if he had known that he would say such a thing.

Xiang Dongyang couldn't scold anymore, closed his red eyes, and when he gritted his teeth and opened them, the words rolled by: "I don't want to say anything more, Jiang Xiaomian, let's break up." ”

She thought that he wouldn't say the word break up when he killed him, and in the days together, he loved her so much! Suddenly, one day, without warning, it came out of his mouth.

"Dongyang, is this your truth?" Jiang Xiaomian stared at his eyes in disbelief, thinking that he would retract this sentence in the next second.

"Otherwise, why do you think you can face me?" Xiang Dongyang not only did not retract what he said just now, but said it even more ruthlessly.

Jiang Xiaomian didn't say anything, and when she wanted to take another look at his expression, he was gone, and she didn't even see the direction he left.

Overhead was still the black cloud, the world suddenly quieted down at that moment, the rain stopped, the air was all the smell of rain soaked in dust, like the boiling water after receiving the pot and the smoke boiling all at once on the face, the coldness of the skin condensed into small teardrops, and when I turned around, the city was full of wind and rain.

- Dong Yang, just now, I thought that you would scold me in countless vicious words, the most serious of which is the sentence "You die". I could bear it, because I really thought about dying at that moment. But I ignored that in the end, the most serious sentence turned out to be your fluttering sentence "Let's break up".

The moment I didn't have the strength to fall in the rain, I thought I must have had a terrible dream.

However, when the heartache is too real, nothing can be a dream.

I don't know how many hours later, as if I heard a slight sound of the door closing, Jiang Xiaomian woke up in a daze. She flickered a few glances and then stared at the magnificent chandelier on the ceiling, and then looked around, the air conditioner was lukewarm and comfortable enough, the room layout and color were warm, this was a warm space that was unfamiliar to her.

She didn't get out of bed, but she pricked up her ears to hear what was going on, and soon the pace outside intensified, and then a conversation came.

……

"Your girlfriend is a little anemic, her blood sugar is low, and she has just been raining, so you have to take good care of her."

Then she heard a familiar voice respond: "Hehe, you misunderstood, she's not my girlfriend."

Their footsteps grew farther and farther away, followed by the sound of the door closing. They should have gone out, Jiang Xiaomian thought to herself.

She closed her eyes and touched the sticky tears on her cheeks. No matter how you think about it, those are not dreams.

Hearing the clear sound of entering the door, Jiang Xiaomian opened his eyes, and a man's call sounded: "Xiaomian, you woke up, how do you feel?"

Jiang Xiaomian reluctantly got up, "I feel very bad" After speaking, she lowered her head, and saw that she was wearing the clothes of a strange woman, she quickly looked up at the man in front of her in surprise.

Chi Yang hurriedly waved his hand and explained with a smile: "Hey, you think too much, I'll ask the aunt next door to help you change it."

Looking at Chi Yang and the carefree sunny smiling face, Jiang Xiaomian couldn't laugh, and his lips curled down, as if he had endured thousands of tons of mass.

He asked, "Why did you faint on the street, and it was raining so much?" I asked my doctor to show you, you have to take care of yourself later. ”

Jiang Xiaomian nodded, lowered his head and said nothing.

"I just called Dongyang, but it's turned off, I'll call him now, let him take you back."

"Don't!" Jiang Xiaomian grabbed his hand holding out his mobile phone, and tears fell instantly, "He won't care about my affairs anymore." ”

Chi Yanghe put his hand on the mobile phone, and looked at her stopping appearance, and his heart touched slightly: "You guys quarreled?" Did something happen? ”

When he asked with gentle concern, Jiang Xiaomian's tears fell even more, and then he looked up at him seriously with tears on his face, like remorse, more like a hopeless plea for help:

"Yanghe, I killed his sister, just because I was a day late, Xi Yan was killed by me, I was so panicked and blamed myself, what should I do."

Chi Yanghe was shocked, "What's a day late?" What's going on, did the police find out that it was a man-made fire? ”

Listening to his string of questions mixed together, Jiang Xiaomian didn't know what to say, sat on the bed and choked up, so that Chi Yanghe didn't dare to ask any more. He didn't know exactly what was going on, but he was sure that she wouldn't mean to hurt anyone.

"None of us are gods, and none of us can predict the outcome until we do anything. Don't be sad, I'll go talk to Dong Yang, he won't want you like that. Chi Yanghe said, his eyes were a little moist.

Jiang Xiaomian shook his head, "No, I don't have a face to appear in front of him anymore." Yanghe, you know? Because I sent the email a day late, I killed Xiang Xiyan, none of us will forget this incident in our lives, and it is impossible for us to be together again. The moment he questioned me, if the river that drowned Xiang Yan was in front of me, I would have jumped without hesitation. I don't have anything, I can only pay for my life to the Xiang family......"

"Bah, bah, don't say stupid things." Chi Yanghe took the paper and helped her wipe away her tears, "His sister won't want to see such a result, what should you do if something happens to Dongyang, don't be stupid." ”

"In the past few days, I have been repeating a dream that I was attending Xiyan's wedding, but it suddenly turned into a funeral."

"You're stressing yourself too much, relax, don't think about it that much, huh?"

……

Chi Yanghe patiently persuaded Jiang Xiaomian, but she didn't listen to a word, she didn't know what he said. Jiang Xiaomian thought to herself, Yanghe, no one will understand this feeling and that kind of dream. No one needs to understand.

Those dreams are like being haunted by evil ghosts, the alternating pictures of red and black are like being hit by ghosts, Jiang Xiaomian can't escape in the dream, and is always imprisoned by those long nightmares.

When Jiang Xiaomian came back from Chi Yanghe, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. The family also started to set up meals late, because there are not many days to have a happy reunion meal.

"Xiaomian, where have you been, why did Chi Yanghe send you back?" Her mother greeted her and asked with concern, and when she saw Xiaomian's eyes red, she asked again, "What's the matter, you seem to have cried."

"It's nothing, when I came back from Xiangjia, Chi Yanghe just gave me a ride halfway." Jiang Xiaomian replied with a light smile, not letting them see that he was not good. Anyway, my mother also knew that when I came back from Xiang's home, my eyes weren't the same color.

After Jiang Xiaomian finished speaking, she glanced at it, there was still no shadow of Xian Xinchen on the dinner table, she didn't eat with a cold face, and went directly upstairs to sleep.

That night, I still couldn't escape the nightmare, especially when I knew that I had indirectly killed Xiang Xiyan, and that dream was even more unconscious and derived a more terrifying picture in the four-dimensional space.

That kind of terror clenched every inch of Jiang Xiaomian's brain, wantonly absorbing the essence, and the consciousness in the brain was languishing to the point of being isolated from life.

In the early hours of the morning, Jiang Xiaomian woke up screaming, and the cold sweat soaked the quilt very wet, as if it was raining during the day and getting wet directly into the quilt at night. The occasional flash of light from outside cut the darkness of the room into countless phantoms that were screaming at the flames for help.

She recalled how horrifying the dream was.

In the dream, there was the hissing of flames, the sound of the tide crashing on the shore, and the burned and blurred face could no longer be seen clearly, only the mouth with red mouth and white teeth kept shouting in a loop, "Xiaomian, help me!" ”

Xiang Xiyan drowned in the sea, and the voice floated up with the swollen corpse, still the same sentence "Xiaomian, save me", calling for disillusionment into the floating pool in the ocean.

When she was fished to the shore, she weakly said to Jiang Xiaomian: "I died in front of you like this!"

What a terrifying sentence.

But it was not this sentence that scared Jiang Xiaomian to wake up, but the sentence that scolded Xiang Dongyang: "It's over? You're fucking ending my sister's life! ”

Nightmares over and over again......

Nightmares come over and over again......

The lights are on, but they can't light up the gloom in their hearts.

Jiang Xiaomian went downstairs in chaos and took a glass of water......

- Dongyang, I don't know how else to redeem it.

When I woke up from my nightmare every night, I saw the dark room full of souls I couldn't see, your sister, your father, and even those who died in the Renwang project...... Their index fingers grew wildly, reaching out one by one and piercing my backbone, burning black holes, and spitting out the infamy in the holes.

After countless nightmares were connected, I seemed to see how Flame struggled in the fire, and heard whose name she called as she suffered the pain of the flames tearing at her skin; How often in my dreams I saw how she jumped into the sea with fear, and how the waves surged out every inch of fire on her skin and pushed her out of the plane of death.

The only thing I don't know is whether Xi Yan is desperate or trying to survive when he jumps out of the fire?

None of us know this.

But I will never forget to see drops of blood oozing from her scorching wounds on the shore, and before I could even notice it, the blood soaked the entire ocean.

It's like when I was a child, I saw my father fall from a tall building and fall in front of me, and the blood flowing from his body quickly spread into the dirt like a tree root, growing the blood-red flower of death like the kapok tree.

You taught me to forget the bad dreams that you taught me to forget, and then you would be by my side, gently pat me on the back, and tell me not to be afraid, because you are by my side. But now you won't teach me to forget.

Our best moment was when we met under the row of kapok trees at Changnan University. That's when I saw you for the first time, and you could call my name right away.

Looking back, it doesn't seem to be the case, it should be the kapok tree in the high school library.

Come to think of it, it's been ten years since then. It dawned on me that in ten years, we had only spent half of our time together.

In fact, our love has gradually changed in half of the time, whether it is because of Li Xiaohuan or because of your sister. Little by little, what happened has unwrapped the scorched remnants of the fruit of our fate.

What did that fruit wreck look like? It is our love, which also bears full fruit like the kapok tree, and after the years of greening, it was scorched with a fire. The jet-black body was hidden in the haze, and then it was peeled off little by little in the darkness.

Results, results? That's what it bears. The outcome of this breakup is really sad.

The phrase "let's break up" is probably your last gift to our love.

It's almost dawn, and I want to see how deep the sea is that drowns the flames, but I still want to get some sleep.

Don't dream anything and sleep happily and peacefully.

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