I am a northerner who is very afraid of the cold, so Zhang Yisheng did put a lot of effort into "warming" me.

Our rented apartment is located in the center of the city, with the bridge of Chaoyang Park to the east, the secluded 100-meter green separation zone to the west, the Honglingscarf Park to the south, and the Sports Landscape Park to the north. The entire community is surrounded by a circular green landscape belt, like a paradise carved out in the middle of the noisy city.

It has a nice name, it's called Oceanwide.

In the dictionary, the interpretation of panhai is to cross the sea by boat. When I heard the name, I thought it was our boat that crossed the sea, our boat drifting on the sea. This is what this place called "home" means to me and Zhang Yisheng.

As for the reason why Zhang Yisheng chose to rent here, it is simply really ridiculous. Just for the 24-hour underfloor heating system, which is unique to this community, he sold the precious stamps that his grandfather left behind many years ago without telling me. Then I rented it without hesitation, and signed it for a three-year lease.

By the time I knew, everything had already settled, and even the room was completely renovated. From the size of every furnishing to the color of the tablecloth, it is very similar to the home I used to have. I guess I really hope that this place can give me a little bit of security and belonging!

In the first few days of moving here, we were really having a good time. There are no quarrels, no disagreements, no disagreements, and no fights and tugging. Everything is so beautiful, and some of the wonderful things are not real. All the housework is done by him, and he does everything himself.

From installing furniture to repairing household appliances, from leaking water pipes to network maintenance, he has to figure it out by himself. I often pretend to understand while holding tools, and at the same time I take my mobile phone to check Baidu when I am not paying attention. Like a warrior who is eager to perform and wants to prove that he can take good care of me, the princess.

I did my best to cooperate with him, deliberately breaking things from time to time, or occasionally deliberately cutting a thread. I like to watch him bewildered because it's really funny. What's even more commendable is that he also does a good job of cooking and housework. Up to the hall and down to the kitchen, everything is taken care of.

He took good care of me, so good that in the days without him, I found that I couldn't live alone. He does love me, I believe in that. From beginning to end, it has never changed.

So much so that in the decades of my life in the future, I met all kinds of people, but I never met such a love again.

I hate him about that.

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Time stretches out, like a movie replaying scenes in slow motion, and then recedes back from memory.

In fact, to destroy a sweater, you don't need to find the first thread first, and then pull and tear it little by little, as Guo Jingming taught us in the book. You just have to make it less pretty, it's as simple as that.

Just like now, my expensive white sweater is ridiculously dyed a blinding blood red. Together with the cracked fragments scattered on the floor, it indicates that it has not escaped the tragic fate of being thrown away. I could feel a chilling chill gradually envelop me, as if forced to remind me of something.

It turns out that those things that I once thought I couldn't get out of can actually never go back.

In the diary on the table not far away was a suicide note that I had written a long time ago, a short eight words: I was born as a human being, and I am sorry.

I don't want to implicate Zhang Yisheng, even if I die at his hands. But when I think that he will be punished by the law for killing me, I will feel that it is a burden! And getting him away with it was the last thing I could do for him!

Thinking of this, I smiled at Zhang Yisheng with confidence, it was a very friendly smile.

It's like a new friend we just met when we were fourteen; It's like saying hello to a stranger on the other side of the ocean; It's like a clear breeze on a hot day, which happens to fall on someone's face impartially; It's like someone who worries about your late return in the night, the last light left for you...

Anyway, that's what I can do, I think, the warmest smile.

I don't know what he thought of my strange suddenness, maybe it was because the makeup on my face had already been wet with tears and sweat. Even my hair was knotted on my face, and I thought it was so ugly, maybe it was hideous!

But at this moment, for some reason, he suddenly stopped. I didn't feel the slightest pain, and he was as quiet as I was. I fell asleep so deeply in his arms, sleeping as steadyly and impatiently as a newborn baby...

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"Look, that boy in the snow seems to have a man in his arms."

"Oh my God, where are they going on such a cold day?"

“……”

"What's wrong with that girl?"

“……”

"Eh, eh, boy, wake up"

“......”

"It's not going to freeze to death, is it?"

“……”

The snow was heavy and the ground was pale white. There is no road in sight, as if time has stood still. I couldn't tell the difference between day and night, the sky and the earth were the same color, and the only thing shaking was the countless sounds of the wind.

Not far away, a boy who looked to be in his early twenties, nervously holding a girl in his arms, was running desperately in the snow.

He seemed to have been running for a long, long time, and had little strength. But he kept running, without the slightest intention of stopping. They seem to be lost and can't see what's going on.

He hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and the girl had a sweet face and a faint smile at the corners of her mouth. She seemed to be sleeping deeply, having a long dream.

Little did they know at that time that the price they paid was their lives, and their lives that would never be the same.

The gears of time never stop turning, and in the most ruthless and rational way, each life can move forward in parallel.

There is not a single sound, a lot of stories are being played, and there are many that are about to come to an end...