"Wait! You garbage who doesn't know the truth, a self-righteous moth, and a burden to social development, listen to me first! The black cat shouted. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't make a small move, I'm afraid I'll crush it." Bai Yu threatened, he was sure that the contents of the box should not remain in the world, but his curiosity drove him to let the black cat finish speaking.

I'm going to see how you say black is white.

"Okay, your uncle and I will stand still today and make the conversation clear to you!"

He told a story.

Once upon a time, that is, a long, long time ago, there was a couple who loved each other, they were childhood sweethearts, and they played from childhood to adulthood. When they were children, they would wander the alleys in the dark night, and they would curl up in the shade of trees under the scorching sun.

Wherever she wants, he'll go. Wherever he wanted, she didn't want him to go. Girls like to scold boys for not being angry and not making a lot of money, and the boy says that they live in a poor country, and life is good as long as they are well fed and clothed.

Unmotivated. The girl scolded that she hated the boy the most for not being self-motivated.

One day, when they were all grown up, the girl suddenly went to a big city, and without saying goodbye, she made the boy wait until dark in the old place where they had met before. Later, the girl called the boy, and she said that she not only wanted to be beautiful, but also to earn money to support her family. Well, the boy knew, she just wanted to go out and have fun and make her way through the glittering streets.

She will come back when she is tired of playing, and the outside is not for her. The boy knew the outside world, and he was a little worried that the girl would sell her body and get sick. His thinking is very old, his thinking is too feudal, and he would rather guard the family's one-third of an acre of land than go to the city to look for a girl.

Or, the girl has given up on him and wants that drunken and corrupt life. The boy shook his head, choosing to forget.

The boy said to himself, forget that person, it is better to forget yourself, tell yourself, not afraid that she will forget, but afraid that she will remember you again one day. The years take away the memories, but the memories will become clearer and clearer. One day, she will come back and tell you that she has been thinking about you, don't believe it, because she is no longer the same person she used to be, and you are no longer the same you used to be.

The boy waited a long time later, and his mind changed. He felt that even if the girl was no longer the girl of the past, even if he was no longer the self of the past, as long as they could be together, it would be enough.

The girl once called him and told him that she had been taken in by a wealthy family. Mrs. is very kind, her husband is very friendly to her, and she has many friends, such as a gentle dog, a stinky goldfish, a parrot that always imitates her speech, and a turtle that sleeps every day.

The boy always felt that she would never come back. It's an ominous premonition, and every word of the girl is looking forward to a better life ahead.

Later, things developed more seriously than the boy could have imagined. The last time the girl called him and told him that Mr. Rich had gouged out her left eye, and Mrs. Rich, who was there to witness everything, did not say a word and did not stop her. She was scared, she wanted to go home.

The boy said, I'm going to pick you up.

He hurried overnight, walked for three days and three nights, and walked to the city where the girl was by a pair of feet. He found what the girl called the rich man's house, which was really magnificent, with gold and purple crosses decorating the roof of the house, and the Western architectural aesthetics were brought into full play. There is also a small yard outside the house, and the owner of this house must be a caring person, the flowers and plants are full of life, and the only cherry tree is stretching its waist.

It's just like a fairyland, and the girl is reluctant to return to him, and there are good reasons.

The boy stood outside the house for a long time, and he saw the girl's body hanging from the cherry blossom tree in front of the door.

The boy asks the girl, do you like it here? The girl did not answer. A gust of wind blew, and she still hung on the tree babbling and shaking. So the boy set fire to the rich man's house and watched the girl die forever along with the place she was obsessed with.

The season when I fell in love with her seemed to be winter and summer. The fire burned and burned, and I didn't want to let go, my concern for her, her punishment for me. Time ticks, maybe no one remembers, that cherry blossom.

It is a pity that the fire did not kill the rich man and the rich man's wife, and the boy was relieved and asked them to bury the girl, which was simply an insult to the girl.

In retaliation against them, the boy gouged out his left eye and made up to look like a girl. The girl's mold was engraved in the boy's heart, and he remembered every inch of the girl's body, and was able to draw the girl's bewitching face with a paintbrush.

The boy infiltrates the rich man's new home, and he tricks the rich man into killing his wife with his own hands. The lady was the indirect murderer, and her inaction caused the girl to die a desolate death. The matter went well, although the boy was hit several times with a knife by the gentleman.

He also tried to ruin his reputation and position, but he did not succeed. But he ruined the heart of the gentleman - the rich gentleman will live in nightmares for the rest of his life.

The boy was satisfied and left the city. His mind was full of what girls said, that he was not motivated, that he would not make a lot of money, that he was dirty, and that he would not enjoy life.

How beautiful the city is, the earth is sprinkled with golden sand, the houses are built with gold, and the clouds in the sky are covered with silk and satin, specially designed to shade the rich from the sun. The girl used to say that it was the life that the girl longed for.

So the boy became a businessman, and he went around buying and selling, trading with all kinds of people. The boy said to himself that he was going to get rich, and the girl liked a man with money.

So the boy became a courier, and he traveled around with customers' packages and walked around every corner of the city. The boy said to himself that he wanted to be a man of insight and stop being a hillbilly who was disliked by girls.

So the boy became a killer, and he took on any murderous task, licking the blood from the knife and tying his head to the waistband of his trousers. The boy said to himself that he wanted to have the strength to protect his loved ones and at least to live. The girl lives in his memory, and only if he lives, the girl will not die again.

"End of story."

The black cat wiped away the tears of the memory, he had not been emotional for a long time. He said, "The purpose of my existence in the world is only for a person, a woman. Can you understand? I don't know the meaning of fighting, I don't stand for justice. I kill people with all my might, I desperately run away under the pursuit of others, just for her! ”

"I'm the boy, and the box in your hand is the girl's left eye. Her sorrow, her despair, it's all in it. ”

"The Praetorian Guards guarding this cell call it 'tears,' and I prefer to call it 'longing cherry blossom tears.'"

The ice spikes in the room turned into a white mist, hazy and thin. Bai Yu slowly walked out of the prison, dragging his injured left leg and carrying a black umbrella.

"The rain falls because the sky can't bear its weight, and the tears fall because the heart can't bear that kind of pain anymore."

Bai Yu handed the box to the black cat and said, "I can understand what you say." The purpose of our lives is even the same. ”