It's all because I stupidly believed her thirty years ago and regarded her as my best friend, so that I would have a long painful career and torture for the next thirty years.

"It's you! It was you who caused me to misunderstand him all my life, and it was you who ruined my youth and life. ”

Qiao Xi trembled and struggled to get up from the ground, staggering over, wanting to fight with Huang Yalian, "Huang Yalian, you can't die well, I'll fight with you!" ”

It's a pity that her skinny body can blow her down with a gust of wind, where can she fight Huang Yalian?

"Desperate with me? What are you desperate for? What a rotten life for you? Only I can make you miserable, life is better than death. ”

Huang Yalian grabbed her hair and slammed her hard against the iron shelf at the head of the bed, again and again, until her head broke and the blood flowed before throwing her away.

Qiao Xi's aching head was dizzy, his eyes were black, and he felt that blood was flowing down his forehead, and he reached out and touched it, and his hands were full of blood.

Getting up from the ground again and looking at Huang Yalian, Qiao Xi's eyes burst out with a strong light of hatred, with a kind of despair and grief that burned jade.

She looked like a ghost who had just crawled out of hell, covered in blood, and approached her step by step.

Huang Yalian suddenly felt a little afraid of her terrifying eyes, and stepped back in a little panic, her back hit the bedside table, and her palm was pressed on the fruit knife.

She picked up the knife and pointed at Qiao Xi, "Don't come here!" Or I'll kill you! ”

Qiao Xi was not afraid, continued to approach her, and said with a cold smile, "You made me into a crazy woman who was abandoned and scolded by the world, dragging her stump every day, and sweeping the streets for thirty years, you tortured me for thirty years, isn't it enough?" ”

"Qiao Xi! You take a step closer, believe it or not I'm really stabbing you to death! ”

"Good! Haven't you always wanted to torture me to death? If you kill me, I'll live enough. ”

Qiao Xi suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Huang Yalian's hand, and said fiercely, "Even if I die, I will pull you on my back!" ”

She died because of her murder!

After speaking, he hit the tip of the knife with his heart.

Poof-

The tip of the knife instantly sank into the flesh, and the sharp pain spread from the mouth of the heart.

"Ahhhhh

Huang Yalian's screams sounded in the ward, Qiao Xi couldn't hear it anymore, and she fell straight to the ground.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret.

Her gaze was eternally fixed on Lu Zhanting's remains, and the last tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

Battle Thunder ......

I'm sorry, but I don't know anyone.

If there is an afterlife, I, Qiao Xi, will not be so stupid and let people frame you so far, let alone miss you.

Battle Thunder ......

I don't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I can die on the same day and month as you, and I am satisfied.

Zhan Ting, you wait, whether it is Biluo Huangquan or Yin Cao Hell, I will go to you.

I will atone for your sins, and I will make amends for you......

I've come for you, Thunder......

……

Outside the window, there were bursts of cicadas, green wall creepers growing along the lattice, and the hot summer breeze blowing the curtains with broken flowers on a white background.

Qiao Xi, who was lying on the table, suddenly woke up, his heart palpitated, and he raised his head and looked around.

In one corner of the room, there is a green-shelled washing machine, a 21-inch peony TV set is placed on the black-lacquered chest of drawers, a military kettle is hung on the wall, and a black-and-white wedding photo of her and Lu Zhanting is displayed in a glass photo frame......

The shredded wedding photos were re-pasted together, and traces of pasting can still be seen......

Ah, this is the family dormitory of the military compound!

The furnishings are exactly the same as back then, and even the calendar on the wall shows the date 30 years ago, in 1988, when she was just 21 years old, and she and Lu Zhanting had been married for nearly a year.

Qiao Xi looked down and was surprised to find that his hand was no longer a thin and old hand, but a delicate and fair-skinned little girl's hand.

She bit her wrist, hissing ——, it hurt.

Everything reminds her that she is alive again, living in 1988.

The sky has eyes, let her be reborn!

……