"Are you ready?"

Qiqi's Weibo was Aite by a person with the online name 'Lian Chendu', and at the same time left an inexplicable sentence. In fact, the person left a sentence like this half a month ago, and the content was, "Your time is running out." ”

This kind of prank is really disgusting and disgusting, and I don't know what kind of black fan this 'Lian Chen Duel' is, and he wants to make trouble like this. Qiqi also asked people to check, but even the famous hacker replied that he had not traced any information left by this person. What a daylight day!

Qiqi didn't really care, but occasionally when he thought about it, he felt as disgusting as swallowing a fly. She has more important things to do, and that is her sixth solo concert of the year, which will be held at the Workers' Gymnasium at half past seven tonight.

"Qiqi, this is the clothes you need tonight, I've ironed them all for you." It was Qiqi's best friend Gu Jingyan who spoke, in addition to being Qiqi's best friend, she was also Qiqi's lead dancer tonight. They have been working together on stage for many years, and they have long been tacitly acquiesced as one person.

"Thank you, dear." Qiqi is sitting in front of the makeup mirror, letting the makeup artist style himself.

"You're welcome." Gu Jingyan said, and also sat down in front of the makeup mirror next to her. The bright light shone on her face, smooth and white.

"Jingyan, you look so charming without makeup, look at your fox eyes, I'm afraid it's not Daji's reincarnation, just to steal a man's heart?" Qiqi said jokingly.

"If I were Daji, you would be Queen Ma." Gu Jingyan pulled her long hair with wavy curls, and her gestures were full of style.

"Why should I be Queen Ma?"

"You've got big feet. Haha......" The two laughed, unscrupulous, not at all like a pair of stars standing at the top of the public eye.

Qiqi saw the makeup artist stop with a puff in the mirror, so he hurriedly tightened his face: "Don't laugh, don't laugh, the powder will laugh off." ”

Her words just came out, but it amused the makeup artist, and even the photographer who was trying on the light next to her was also happy. Qiqi is a first-line star without a shelf, and they feel that there is no pressure to cooperate with her, and it is very enjoyable.

"What are you laughing at? So happy. Zhang Zhen came over with the milk, handed it to Qiqi, lowered his head and printed a kiss on her forehead: "Baby, thank you for your hard work." ”

"Jingyan said I have big feet, honey, do I have big feet?" Qiqi couldn't help laughing again, stretched out his foot, and showed Zhang Qian.

Zhang Zhen is Qiqi's economic person, and he is Qiqi's boyfriend, yesterday, he has proposed to Qiqi, however, Qiqi did not agree on the spot, she decided to surprise him at tonight's concert.

"That's because Gu Jingyan has small eyes, so my family's Qiqi's feet won't be big. Besides, the feet are stable, and it is a good blessing. Zhang Zhi half-knelt down, picked up Qiqi's white and tender feet, and helped her put on high heels decorated with sequins. Each pair of stage shoes of Qiqi is personally selected by Zhang Qian, which is noble and comfortable to wear.

He is not only meticulous and steady, but also patient; He is tall and handsome, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of indescribable tenderness and sweetness. Qiqi sat like that, looking at him from a high place, looking at his clean sideburns, looking at his neat collar, and the strong chest muscles that emerged from the two open collar buttons, she thought, this is her man, so handsome!

"By the way, baby, are you sure you really don't know that guy called 'Lian Chendu'?" Zhang Zhen did not stand up immediately, but continued to kneel half-way, gently pressing Qiqi's calf with his fingers, giving her a relaxing massage.

"I don't know." Qiqi shook her head and took a sip of the ice milk that Zhang Shi brought her. It was her best stress relief drink for years.

"That's weird." Zhang Zhiyi's good-looking eyebrows twisted: "Just now he left a sentence inexplicably." ”

"What?" Qiqi stretched out two hands, picked up his face, and gently pressed his thumb on his eyebrows, along the eyebrow bone, and gently rubbed them on both sides.

Zhang Zhen stood up, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, clicked on Weibo, and handed it to Qiqi.

Lian Chenju: It's time for you to go.

It was actually put to the top and in a conspicuous headline position.

"The spirit is sick, and he doesn't pretend to be martial arts, and he still doesn't even know how to fight in the morning, can't he even play the word 'city'? With such a name, it's just grandstanding and ignoring him. Qiqi threw the phone back to Zhang Zhen and gulped down the milk in the cup.

"Don't worry about it, there are a lot of black fans like this, just care about these, and you're not tired to death." Gu Jingyan patted Qiqi's shoulder.

Qiqi held her hand again, she felt that she was the happiest person in the world, her lover was by her side, and her best friend was in front of her.

The evening concert was a surprising success. The audience reached a boiling point, and almost everyone was chanting Qiqi's name.

Qiqi turned her head, and she saw Zhang Zhen standing on the edge of the stage, holding red roses, like countless people who took her off the stage, his eyes were full of love.

Qiqi raised his hands and greeted the audience on the stage: "Dear friends, I have an important thing to announce to you. Qiqi looked into the microphone, seriously waiting for the audience to quiet down.

"Thank you all for your support." Qiqi took off the microphone and put it to his mouth: "This matter will be the most important thing in my life, and it will also be my happiest moment, and at the same time, I also hope to get everyone's blessings." ”

The venue was quiet, only countless LED lights were flashing, and everyone was holding their breath and waiting for Qiqi to be announced.

"I'm getting married." Qiqi was happy, peaceful, and said slowly with a sweet face, stretched out his hand to Zhang Qian, and walked towards him, under the guidance of the spotlight, pulled him to the center of the stage, handed him his hand, and looked at him with affection: "Zhang Qian, are you willing to marry me?" ”

As soon as the seventy-seven words came out, the audience was even quieter.

"Ah, goddess, you can't marry, you're mine!" Finally, someone broke the silence and shouted, holding a bouquet of flowers and rushing towards the stage, but he didn't rush fast enough and was intercepted by two high-flying security personnel in the middle of the road.

Zhang Zhen took Qiqi in his arms, looking like he was afraid that she would be snatched away: "Qiqi, Qiqi, are you really willing to marry me?" He shouted excitedly, and Qiqi even saw the tears flashing in his eyes.

The audience was boiling, crying, shouting and blessings. Zhang Zhi hugged Qiqi and the staff quickly from the backstage to leave, and was about to walk to the nanny car, when a tall and thin man wearing a black windbreaker walked up to him, and pulled the brim of his hat very low, he approached Qiqi and lowered his voice: "It's time." ”

Then, as if in a no-man's land, he got out in a few steps during the interception of the security personnel, and soon blended into the crowd on the periphery, never to be seen again.

"It's him!" Qiqi suddenly woke up.

"Who?"

"Even the morning decision."

Ten years later.

night

Pitch dark night

Qiqi knows that if he doesn't leave here, he is afraid that he will never be able to leave here again

As early as the Shangyuan Festival, Qiqi had already heard that the emperor would make a big deal at the Obon Festival in the tenth year of his accession to the throne, that is, this year, and had ordered that 300 virgins should be selected to sacrifice to the ancestors and feast the ministers.

Qiqi has been here for more than nine years, and there is no need to break his fingers, Qiqi also clearly knows that he has lived in this boundless water for nine years and two hundred and ten days, and every day he has experienced here is extremely tormenting, fearful and painful, how can Qiqi not remember?

When spring comes, the first thing to emerge in this lake is the young shoots of water chestnut, sometimes there are dragonflies to fly, standing on the top, and then there are wild ducks, they are in the lake water that has just thawed, and when they come out of the water, they will occasionally talk about small fish and shrimp in their mouths.

When summer comes, the lake breeze is gently rippling, blowing the water surface of these 800 miles, and when you raise your eyes, you can only see the mountains in the distance like ink paintings. In the event of a storm, the lake will set off large waves, and sometimes, it can be as tall as a person, and the wooden houses built on the water are often wet by the lake. This is Qiqi's least favorite season, because in every summer, in addition to suffering from mosquito bites, at least most of the time will be soaked in water.

Every cage containing a two-legged sheep would be flooded by the waterfall of the lake, reaching ankles when shallow and even thighs when deep. Qiqi is just a two-legged sheep here, and she has not escaped the torture of fate because of the glory of her previous life.

Autumn is a better time for all – the people who feed the two-legged sheep here take advantage of this time to give them a fat patch in preparation for the harsh winter and the sacrifices of the Upper Yuan Festival.

When the north wind howled again, the goose feather snow fell again, and the lake froze again, Qiqi knew that another year had passed.

Qiqi has lived in this narrow wooden cage for a long, long time, and she is extremely familiar with every wrist-thick wooden strip in this wooden cage. This trace is the evidence that Qiqi is alive, and it is also a trace of boundless waiting and full of hope.

When the ninth spring came, Qiqi knew that he had to get out of here. Because every year during the hottest time of the year, Obon, dozens of girls who were raised here like themselves are taken out of this small cubicle that smells like pigeon cages and never returns.

Every time this Obon festival, the soldiers who guarded them were very excited, and Qiqi knew that this was a perfect day for them to eat people.

Yes, that's right, cannibalism.

Qiqi still remembers witnessing the scene of Zhang Zhen and Gu Jingyan rolling on their wedding bed like two snakes, the white mixed with the festive red, which was so dazzling and heart-wrenching pain.

She didn't expect that he, whom she loved deeply, would join forces with her best friend to strangle herself with a silk scarf. For ten years, that scene had been repeating itself in her mind like a nightmare, and she could even remember clearly that the scumbag and the were gritting their teeth, and every pore on their faces revealed the expression of a victor when they pulled hard with a silk scarf.

Thanks to this pair of dog men and women, they crossed by themselves.