Nothing... Chen Ziqian raised his eyes to look at Yan Meng who was walking staggeringly, and the two walked straight to a familiar place.

Wang Ke's cemetery, Chen Ziqian pressed his temples with a headache. I still want to die and come here dressed like this.

"Where are they?" A shout of excitement.

Chen Ziqian looked back in shock, seven or eight black and white solid-color box cars, one after another, those people in work clothes came down one after another, with news written on their chests. Chen Ziqian looked at Yan Meng, and Yan Meng just smiled.

"It's none of your business, Chen Ziqian."

"Calm down."

"I'm calm, I want to marry him."

"He's dead."

"I know, it doesn't matter. You know? A week ago, Mom went to follow Dad, who had passed away a year ago, and was happy to go. My important people are waiting for me there, and I'm very happy..."

"Neurotic, Yan Meng reminds you. There is nothing left after death, not to mention that your brain is not clear now, and this kind of thing is not completely credible in your heart. Chen Ziqian spoke a little faster.

Once the other party's people came over, he would have no chance, Chen Ziqian glanced at her with a sharp expression, and really didn't want to meddle in things. But watching her die like this, still under the light of so many media, he really can't do it.

After taking a few steps forward, Yan Meng smiled. To know that it will turn out like this, raised his hand.

"You don't like to meddle in things, Chen Ziqian, go back. This is my principle, and you can't stop me. ”

"If you want to die, you can't die here, do you know what you're doing? If you die here, you will be treated as something by everyone. A stupid woman who is obsessed with obsessiveness, clinging to a dead person, others will not bless you, but just scold you, understand?

Put the knife down, or you won't be able to turn back. ”

Someone has already walked to the edge of Chen Ziqian, and the president of the news agency looked at Yan Meng's eyes lit up, this is the material taken from the scene, and watched Yan Meng press the button.

Chen Ziqian was shocked that it was too late, it was too late. Seeing that Yan Meng, who was surrounded by groups, was still laughing, a nameless fire came up in his heart. What are you looking for him to do in a hurry? also tied Ren Xueying to come over.

"Why did you kill yourself?"

"Why are you dressed like this?"

"Why did you come to this place?"

"What do the people here have to do with you?" …

One sharp question after another, and no one at all took into account that this person would commit suicide. No one saved this girl, all they wanted was the headlines. Chen Ziqian knew very well that he had no way out of retreat after taking such a step.

Yan Meng actually walked to the edge of the tombstone alone, knelt down and kowtowed to it quietly before slowly getting up. The whole process was greeted with a smile, and it was completely impossible to see that she was the one who wanted to die.

Facing the camera, Yan Meng was very happy, and she couldn't sleep that day with excitement, and what she saw in front of her face was Wang Ke's smiling face. Since then, she has added an invisible thing to her wardrobe, white yarn. The most beautiful moment in a woman's life is the moment when she puts on the white veil, and she also wants to have the most beautiful moment.

Wear that person to see, so took this step.

She wasn't angry at all about those questions, just sat down on the floor with a smile. Like the bride who married on behalf of the bride, she looked at everyone with a light smile.

"Eighteen years old, the best age. I met the most wonderful person, and he transferred from another school. There were two people who came over at the same time, one was named Huang Yuesheng and the other was Li Weiwei.

The three of them are friends and small, and they are also the beginning of emotional entanglements. Eighteen-year-old is the youngest feeling, I have seen Li Weiwei go in and out of that kind of place. So we became friends, after all, I was the first person to stop her with righteous words. But..."Yan Meng smiled bitterly.

"She hated me so much, and the feelings that had been hidden for so long were exposed to the sun. That's why people in the school called me an ugly girl and a fat man, and I know that everyone knows in their hearts who said it, but because I'm ugly, everyone forgets that I'm a victim. ”

Chen Ziqian lowered his eyelids, what is the point of talking about these things at this time.

"I became a girl that everybody could bully, so I was so angry that I took all the pictures of her. Especially the kind of photos that are disgusting, or make people think a lot, are all in front of him.

I went from being a victim to a perpetrator, and from that time on, he became disgusted with Li Weiwei. I didn't even want to associate with him, but I was happy. I think I'm getting a little closer to him, after all, Huang Yuesheng likes her very much, and I know it very well.

It's good to go with the flow, I think so. But he left, after graduating from high school, he didn't tell anyone which school he chose, and he left Xiangcheng alone, and I knew that he was also hurt, so I regretted it at that moment.

By chance, I learned a truth, Li Weiwei's feelings. She likes Wang Ke very much, and from the very beginning, she tried her best to get rid of her just like what she did, and she did exactly the same thing. I found that the two of us had become equally pathetic, and I became a little pitiful for her.

She has been suffering longer than me, after all, she is small and I don't know when the feelings came. I began to desperately collect information about him, which is the second reason for me to be a journalist, to find him, I got his information, the location of his home.

I realized that the gap between us was so far away. Their family is actually a rich person in Xiangcheng, not an ordinary nouveau riche she knew in the past. Surprised, I felt a deep inferiority complex at the same time, and I tried my best to give his news to Li Weiwei. ”

Speaking of this, Yan Meng looked at Chen Ziqian with a choked voice, this is the truth. What is the reason for standing here now, the truth she didn't say? She made it all clear.

She knows the rest of the matter, needless to say, Chen Ziqian knows everything. Everyone else doesn't matter, she can't help but want to talk about these things for a long time, and most of the causes of all this are because of her. It's not that she talks too much, Li Weiwei won't do things so quickly.

"I'm sorry." Yan Meng cried, "I know it's too late for me to say anything, all three of them are here." Chen Ziqian: I'm not what you think, this is what I owe them to atone, I'm sorry. ”

Chen Ziqian was stunned in place, he had never thought of looking for this kind of thing, the one that should be over was over, and he didn't know how to answer the call.

Those ** turned to face him, "Li Weiwei did something that shouldn't have been done, and chose to cause a misunderstanding in the end." Yan Meng, I'm afraid your selfish intention is to pull him down from that position, and then reach him, right? ”

"Yes, but I regret it all the time. But the water that was spilled out of the words could not be recovered. If I could go back in time, I would definitely do nothing, everyone's good.

Live well, you won't be tortured because of anyone, you won't be hurt by something, you won't be dead because of something. It's too late to apologize, I'm sorry, it's useless, I can only make amends with myself. ”

Chen Ziqian was startled and wanted to crash into the crowd, and a knife was slashed at Chen Ziqian's feet. For a moment, I looked up at the sound of cameras clicking on the ground around me. Some people were already red-eyed, looking at Yan Meng's blood spurting out.

A girl couldn't help but cry and hugged her.

"Why are you so stupid? Why? None of these things can be said to be entirely your fault, right? ”

All that responded was Yan Meng's pupils suddenly contracted, and the weak sentence 'I really want to marry him, Wang Ke.' 'That happy smile on your face.

Chen Ziqian walked in front of Yan Meng, bowed his body and looked at her, his body twitched slightly, and it was too late. Just wanted to lead him over to listen to these things, listening to the strange woman crying, Chen Ziqian lowered his eyelids.

This place again, in front of the stone monument where Wang Ke died. The woman's clean white yarn turned into a bright red yarn, and what didn't change was this smiling face. After saying all the relieved expressions, she apologized for all the people and things she was sorry for.

Secretly clenched his fists, some people are not what he can keep if he wants to, and those who want to die can't be saved. It's like seeing the news when an old man suddenly took off the safety rope in a tourist attraction and jumped off the abyss.

Helpless to watch her die, Chen Ziqian got up and swayed away from the crowd. If you are wrong, you should be responsible for death, and this thing should be wrong. Chen Ziqian glanced at the clear sky, and couldn't help but close his eyes and rub his face.

Does this kind of thing have to be for him to come and watch the testimony? Chen Ziqian couldn't help but clench his fists, and he couldn't say anything about the fire in his stomach. This is simply wrong, but it can only be said.

Yan Meng felt that she had finished speaking, she had no regrets, and she didn't know how many people's hearts had been opened. She didn't even think about what those things would spread, all she wanted was those things, an obsession with the dead.

Chen Ziqian glanced at his phone and looked up. The siren of the police car filled the entire space, and Ren Xueying breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him, nothing happened, and Xu Huang's face was solemn.

Just patted him on the shoulder and bypassed Chen Ziqian. It's still too late, even if it's early, what will the result become, can they solve this problem, a woman's corpse. That's all for the rest, take away. The atmosphere of the crowd was solemn, and it was completely used by a woman as her obsession.

(I heard a story today that one of my aunts told me about an aunt not far behind us who hanged herself.) Because of chemotherapy for breast cancer, someone went to her house twice to find no one and hanged herself behind the door.

With a rebar and a hemp rope, she died. I don't know how I feel, the passage of life is so simple, unexpected. It's easy to die, it's hard to live, and it's even harder to measure the value of life. ）

(End of chapter)