"Ahh Shang Xin'er, who was sitting on the bed, couldn't help but sneeze and rubbed her nose, it didn't hurt or itch, could it be sad and induce a cold?

"Do you have a cold?" Xiang Pingya asked nervously, and stepped forward to wrap Shang Xin'er's newly bathed and wet hair tightly with a dry towel.

"Woo, you've been the best for me." Shang Xin'er coquettishly threw herself into Xiang Pingya's arms, "Love you, take me in in the middle of the night, a homeless person." ”

If you want to say who is the best for yourself in this world, apart from her best friend Xiang Pingya, Shang Xin'er can't find a second person.

Shang Xin'er, who was originally an orphan, was always bullied because she was too fair-skinned and thin since she was a child.

At that time, there was a sister Xi who was a year older than her who always helped her fight back against the bullies who bullied her, but on Shang Xin'er's 14th birthday, she was holding a small chocolate cake, and she originally planned to make a wish with Sister Xi, but she couldn't wait for the other party.

Since that day, Sister Xi seems to have disappeared out of thin air, even if she went to report the crime, or even went to the orphanage where she stayed together, she didn't admit that there was such a person.

Some fashion Xin'er will question herself, is it because she is always bullied, so she imagined a sister Xi? But some things are too real and relevant, and they don't look like characters of my imagination.

But as I grew older, Sister Xi's affairs were somewhat forgotten.

It wasn't until the first year after work that she met Xiang Pingya, and her help, care and co-op personality made Shang Xin'er feel the happiness of Sister Xi again.

"You can't be kind to yourself," Xiang Pingya poked Shang Xin'er's head lightly with her index finger, "Find your man to be coquettish." ”

"Don't!" Shang Xin'er thought of the unfortunate thing that happened that day, and she was so angry that she hammered the doll on the bed.

"Hey, hey, I'm kind enough to take you in, don't be angry with my baby doll." Xiang Pingya took the doll and hugged it in his arms, "Say, what happened to you this day?" ”

What happened?! The most unfortunate day in 25 years!

Last night, Shang Xin'er found her boyfriend, who is now her ex-boyfriend Wang Zheng, and other women's opening records, full of A4 records, Shang Xin'er felt that her head was going to explode, and she quarreled with Wang Zheng on the phone.

Originally, this kind of thing was just a matter of breaking up and the end of the world being fine, but both of them were colleagues from the same newspaper and the same department, so they couldn't die, and Wang Zheng was still Shang Xin'er's top boss.

Shang Xin'er just mentioned on the phone that she wanted to break up, and Wang Zheng immediately replied that she would give her "good looks" when she arrived at the unit; Hey, Shang Xin'er's little temper couldn't help it, obviously the other party was at fault, and tried to threaten her with power, and immediately scolded the other party with the record of opening the room, but Wang Zheng also blamed Shang Xin'er for not being feminine and having a cold personality; Shang Xin'er scolded the scumbag, and Wang Zheng quickly replied to the stone girl!

In this way, the two quarreled until midnight.

Early this morning, Shang Xin'er, who was still asleep, heard a quick knock on the door, and cursed in her heart, but still struggled to get up.

Maybe it's the little brother who collects water bills, he is always so rude and unreasonable.

Shang Xin'er, with messy hair and red and swollen eyes, opened the door of this one-room rental room.

The door was empty.

Prank?

Just as Shang Xin'er was about to go back to the house to continue sleeping, a faint wheezing sound came from her left ear, and Shang Xin'er turned her head and saw a man sitting on the ground, her upper body against the wall, and her long legs outstretched.

He could be seen to be exhausted, his hair was soaked, his broken hair was scattered in front of his eyes, and blood was constantly flowing from his forehead.

Shang Xin'er instinctively wanted to close the door and hide to call the police.

Just as she was about to close the door, the man looked up at her......

Those eyes, as black as ink, are like a whirlpool that inhales you little by little. The dark eyes of those eyes hide the sea of stars, a pool of autumn water, a story and an abyss......

Shang Xin'er fell, trapped in those watery eyes......