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Because of two nightmares in a row, Ji Zimo was completely sleepy, no matter how Su Qingmei asked, he never mentioned what happened just now, as well as the real information he got from Cai Xiaolan. Although the person remained awake, his mind could not erase the frightened, stiff appearance of the long-haired woman.

Unable to let his insomnia affect his eyebrows, he went to the corridor alone and sat on a chair at the door of the ward to smoke and pass the time. Smoke after cigarette, smoke filled, and the choking smell of smoke attracted the nurse's warning.

"Handsome guy, don't smoke, the impact is not good." The little nurse was dressed in pink, only the shoes were snow-white, her petite figure, and her sweet smile made Ji Zimo lose her temper and had to extinguish the cigarette butts, and used the excuse of going to the bathroom to get rid of the nagging of the nurse.

What smoking is bad for health, smoking is not good for body function, smoking is the main culprit of second-hand smoke, and the most important thing is to affect the patient.

The bathrooms are very quiet, especially in the hospital, which always gives people an unusual sense of seclusion and gloom. Ji Zimo went to the bathroom, there was no one inside, it was cold and quiet. Each small white door is like a dead man's face, white and expressionless.

Ji Zimo stood behind a dead man's face, quickly finished urinating, stepped on the white floor tiles and turned back to the door, he was surprised to find that there was no sound. It turned out that it was normal to walk without a sound, and he smiled self-deprecatingly and washed his hands casually and walked out.

"Is there a fire?" The voice was very soft, even a little gloomy, which really scared Ji Zimo. He fixed his eyes on a woman at the door, leaning on the door frame of the bathroom in a leisurely posture, and it was also the men's bathroom, she seemed to know that he was inside, and specially waited here for him to come out, in order to light a cigarette.

Ji Zimo took out a lighter, lit it and handed it to the woman. He was shocked to find that the woman had long dark hair, a tall figure, white and clean, and was also very fashionable, wearing a pure black tight dress with black mesh pants.

The woman is very beautiful, Ji Zimo feels that facing her is like facing a strange picture of a beautiful woman, but she has life, can smoke, and can speak, the only regret is that her expressionless face is all pale.

Dealing with dead people, I always can't help but think crankily, and Ji Zimo accidentally put this woman in the same seat as a dead person. Really, if it weren't for the fact that her skin color was close to that of a dead person, she must be a beautiful embryo.

Ignoring Ji Zimo's scrutinizing gaze, the woman lit a cigarette by herself, took a puff between her index fingers, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

Ji Zimo felt that she was a little out of shape, the other party just wanted to light a cigarette, she had nothing to do with the woman in her nightmare, she just felt that her dress was a bit similar. He smiled embarrassedly, nodded, and hurriedly walked over to the woman.

"You can't sleep, do you want to find a place to have a coffee or something?"

The woman is like seeing through Ji Zimo's heart, more like a parasite in his stomach, knowing that he is soft-hearted and uncomfortable. Her voice was as desolate as a heavy snow falling in the wilderness, full of helplessness and longing.

Ji Zimo thought that maybe the other party had something unspeakable, and hoped to find a stranger to confide in, and then there was a smile on his face. What will happen to her if she refuses? He turned to look at her, she was still smoking, and in the dim light, her figure was so lonely, monotonous, out of place with her surroundings.

"Where are you going?" Ji Zimo regretted this sentence when he asked this, this woman has nothing to do with him, why do you think what will happen to her?

"How about sitting in the garden in front of you?"

"You didn't mean coffee?"

"I have red wine." The woman seemed to have been prepared, and bent down next to her feet to lift half a bottle of red wine and shake it at Ji Zimo, and the red wine fluctuated up and down and made a slight noise.

Anyway, I can't sleep, and it's not a big deal to sit with a stranger for a while, maybe sitting for a while will pass the time.

Ji Zimo agreed to the woman's request, and the two of them walked towards the entrance of the hospital one after the other, and there was a street garden less than fifty meters from the right corner of the hospital. It seems that the woman is more familiar with the environment here, otherwise she would not have offered to go to the street garden.

Ji Zimo was reluctant to take the initiative to inquire about the other party's name, anyway, it was just a few words this time, and there was no need to ask who the other party was.

The street garden is the same as the hospital bathroom, it is also deserted, dead silence, occasionally the wind blows, driving the confetti on the ground to roll on the ground a few times, and then stop tossing, the confetti struggles in disappointment and stays in place motionless.

Ji Zimo took the initiative to wipe the dust off the stone chair in the garden in the middle of the street with his sleeve, and watched the woman sit down, he deliberately chose a place where he could hear each other's voices and sit down.

After the woman finished smoking a cigarette, she leaned her neck and grunted the red wine into her throat, wiped her mouth casually, stretched out her arm and handed it to Ji Zimo.

Ji Zimo has a habit of cleanliness, unless the other party is his beloved woman, he generally will not easily share a bottle of wine with others.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to drinking late at night."

Seeing that the woman didn't look angry, she continued to drink with her neck up. Ji Zimo understood why he came here by ghost, he just wanted to prove one thing, he wanted to prove that this woman would be the long-haired woman he saw on the way back.

The woman put half a bottle of red wine into her stomach, and she didn't see her drunk or anything, but Ji Zimo knew that the red wine had a lot of stamina, maybe she would get drunk later.

"You're curious about me?"

"Hmm." Ji Zimo replied frankly.

"Curious about what?"

"I wonder why you just showed up at the door of the bathroom, and is it you at the roadside restaurant?" Ji Zimo didn't want to ask the idiot question behind, but he still asked it.

"Yes, that's me, you don't have a bad memory." The woman threw the empty bottle on the ground, propped herself on the stone chair with both hands, leaned forward, looked up at the sky, and continued, "I would like to ask you to hear a story. ”

It's boring. Ji Zimo scolded himself, but he didn't show it on the surface, but said with a far-fetched smile: "Then I'll be a loyal listener, please speak." As he spoke, he casually glanced at his watch, guessing whether the length of this woman's story would conflict with the time when Su Qingmei woke up.

The woman sat upright and glanced at Ji Zimo at a level-level angle, not knowing whether to laugh or what she was saying. In short, what Ji Zimo saw was her long hair that slid down obliquely, and the expression on her face was almost invisible.

Ji Zimo stared at the woman for a long time, and the illusion was that the woman was clearly sitting on the stone chair in a black and stiff shape, and couldn't help but tremble.

"You don't want to ask who I am? Where did they come from, and why did they come to you alone! ”

Ji Zimo pretended to shrug his shoulders indifferently, this action came from Zhang Yang's piracy. He was a little weak-hearted, for fear that the other party would see through his cover-up actions.

"No, you want to find a stranger to confide in your pain, I am happy to accompany you. Of course, if you believe me. ”

"Well, I believe you."

The woman sighed, as if with a great deal of determination, and said, "Then I'm not welcome to start." ”

"Okay."

The woman said that her name was Xiaomei, and her parents left her one after another in an accident. She was not yet an adult, so she had to be fostered in a relative's house. Unexpectedly, the greedy relatives seized all the property left by her parents and blasted her out of the house.

Since then, Xiaomei has been a wandering orphan, and she has relied on her strong willpower to work, and finally grows up and works in a private company.

I met a colleague at work, this male colleague named Fang Xingcai has been silently liking Xiaomei, and on a hot night, he confessed to her affectionately.

Xiaomei, who longs for family affection, was moved by Fang Xingcai's sincere love, and she agreed to date him, become his girlfriend, and enjoy all the love and care from him.

When the New Year came, Fang Xing was going home, so he said that he would take Xiaomei back to meet his parents.

The ugly daughter-in-law wants to see her in-laws, and Xiaomei is very nervous.

Fang Xingcai said that she was not ugly, and she was very beautiful, and her parents must be very happy when they saw it.

With Fang Xingcai's encouragement, Xiaomei agreed to go to his house to have a look.

Unexpectedly, Fang Xingcai's parents didn't like Xiaomei as much as expected, but they didn't treat her very well with cold words.

Later, Fang Xing told her that her parents were not her biological parents, but her adoptive parents.

Seeing that Xiaomei was unhappy, Fang Xingcai decided to go out once, and worked hard to make money to build a comfortable nest for the two of them in the future.

To say that Xiaomei's bad luck started the day Fang Xingcai left her.

When Fang Xingcai left, he told his girlfriend to go to the house more often, and to replace him to honor his adoptive parents, so that he would feel at ease to make money.

Xiaomei knew that Fang Xingcai's adoptive parents didn't like her very much, and she tried her best to do her best for the sake of happiness in the future. Buying them the best supplements, often going to the cold to ask for warmth, finally won the favor of Fang Xingcai's adoptive parents, and left her to stay at home for one night, she was so happy.

Xiaomei ate and went to bed.

When she suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, she was pressed by something, she couldn't breathe, and she was about to suffocate and struggle.

When she woke up, she saw a face, a hideous and terrifying face, and gnawed at her unceremoniously. His body pressed her hard, making her unable to move, Xiaomei didn't see this person, she was so frightened that she yelled, but no one came to help her.

The man who pressed on her body finally succeeded, and with a smug smile on his face, he slept beside her.

Xiao Mei couldn't wait to end this guy with a knife, thinking of Fang Xingcai's love for herself, tears couldn't stop flowing.

Just when Xiaomei was very uncomfortable, Fang Xingcai's adoptive parents came in, they were surprisingly good to Xiaomei, and said to her with a strange smile: "Children, we will be a family in the future." ”

Xiaomei didn't understand what she meant, and she couldn't wait to rush out of the house and run away.

Fang Xingcai's adoptive parents pointed to the man who slept to death and said to Xiaomei: "This is our biological son, just because he has a little problem, he has been locked in a dark room, and he has never started a family, and now he is more than 30 years old, you have fulfilled him, and you have saved our family." ”

While speaking, Fang Xingcai's adoptive parents knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xiaomei to express their gratitude.

When Xiao Mei heard this, it was as if she had been hit by five thunderbolts, and she rushed into the dark night with a scream, and ran away regardless of it.

Ji Zimo listened to the story told by the woman, as if he was there, and witnessed Xiao Mei walking in the mountains and wilderness. Perhaps he was so focused on the story that he didn't notice that the storyteller had quietly left.

When he came to his senses, there was a dead silence all around, and he was the only one sitting on the cold stone chair staring at the place.

It was almost dawn, and I vaguely heard the rustling sound of sweeping the floor, Ji Zimo patted his ass and got up, wanting to find the woman who had just told the story, walked out of the street garden, saw the people running and exercising in the morning, saw the pale white light at the entrance of the hospital, and saw the patient's family members who came in and out of the hand-to-hand lunch box to buy breakfast, but he didn't see the long-haired woman.