So he still walked out of here, carrying his plastic bag and the wine bottle in his hand, but as soon as he went out, the cold wind outside blew from the aisle of the attic, like an extremely cold steel knife, tearing and cutting his body, and even more tearing and cutting his heart, and his heart was extremely painful, and the pain was so painful that he was about to suffocate.

All the happy past with Jing was like something that had just happened, and the truth is that everything happened not long ago, but at this moment, he couldn't stop crying, a moment of extremely desperate loneliness, and the cold wind, as if to completely cut his heart, tears still flowed wantonly.

Is it to go? Or not to go? Maybe wait another minute, wait another minute Jing will come back, Jing knows that she loves her, and if it is a short minute, just a minute, but, but, countless incomparably long minutes have been disappearing, like the light outside the room in this dark night, just disappearing, even if the dawn in the dark night begins, it will be another tomorrow, it will really be just another tomorrow.

The door of the room was full of cigarette butts, and there were a lot of tears, the cigarette case was empty, the windproof lighter was no longer gas, and the wine bottle was empty, took out the mobile phone, dialed Jing's phone number, and there was an immediate response on the phone: Sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please dial again later, sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off......

Close the flip cover of the phone, and see that the time on the small screen of this V3 mobile phone is, 23:40 in the evening, oh, it's so late, she is destined not to come back tonight, and she has been waiting for several hours, the cold wind in this aisle, it's so cold, I feel that my whole body is going to be completely frozen, if I don't leave, I'm going to die, I'm really going to be frozen to death.

Leaving here gently, as if you had come here gently, without bringing any, this did not take anything with you? No, taking away what you should have taken away is despair and loss of soul.

Out of this house, the cold wind outside is still cold, but also in the howling cold wind, mixed with cold rain, the rain beats on the face every time, like a steel needle, making people feel cold and extremely painful, but fortunately, the rain is not heavy, really not very big, and fortunately, the store downstairs is still open at this time, although the boss is packing things, this is preparing to close.

But everything seemed to be in time, he bought two packs of cigarettes and two bottles of liquor in this commissary, and even asked the commissary owner for two plastic bags of better quality, and changed the plastic bags in his hand, as if he remembered something, so he bought a plastic lighter for one dollar.

I couldn't wait to open the liquor, and drank a few big sips, the spirits were heartburning, as if this feeling could also resist the invasion of cold wind and cold rain, as if this feeling could also resist the severe pain of the heart, and even resist the tears that still flowed.

The owner of the commissary knew that the madman was crying, and when he saw it, he seemed to be a little worried, so he shouted to the madman who was gradually leaving here: "What are you going to do, young man?" ”

The madman knew that the owner of the commissary was calling him, because the two seemed to know each other in recent months, because the madman often bought alcohol and cigarettes at his house, but the madman did not answer, he knew that at the entrance of the commissary not far behind him, there was a man in his forties, but for some reason, he didn't want to speak, but loudly and with a cry: "Get out of here!" ”

The owner of the commissary did not answer, and the madman still refused to look back, the icy rain continued to lap his face and body, and the bitter cold wind continued to tear at him, and he, with only a plastic bag in his left hand, and a lit cigarette, and most of the bottle of wine in his right hand, continued to walk on the wide road that seemed to have no direction at all.

On the incomparably wide road, there is no crowd, and there are few vehicles to be terrible, only the cold wind whistling by, and the cold rain dancing wildly in the sky under the transmission of the sunset light, the madman understands that this is a big city, and the street lights here at night will not be extinguished, but will be lit all night.

So he was drinking, smoking, and hurrying, but where were he going? I don't know, I really don't know, maybe now God asks him where he is going, and he must not be able to answer anything, as if he is walking like this, walking all the way, not getting drunk and not returning, but drunk, where is this going to be?

……

He didn't know how long he had been walking on this extremely empty and incomparably bleak road, occasionally he could see a few cars speeding by, and even being interrogated by the patrol police on motorcycles, the police asked him for his ID card, asked him what he was crying about, he just said, out of love, yes, just these three words, and even the patrolling police after looking at his ID card, and after listening to him say that he was out of love, he comforted him, saying that there are more girls in the world, and he goes to work in any company, Girls grab a lot of stuff or something.

But none of this can comfort the madman, because in addition to pain, his heart is still painful, and it is also heart-rending pain, which is really terrible, I want to hurry back to my rental house, maybe Jing has returned to the rental house, but? The truth is not so, he understands, he really understands all this.

Now, he entered an Internet café on the side of the road, forgot to look at the name of the Internet café, and only entered the Internet café, and then he felt the warmth that he had not felt for a long time, because there was air conditioning here, and the man at the account desk was looking at him, the account was a man about twenty-five years old, he was wearing short sleeves, smoking a cigarette, and he said directly to the madman: "Is it raining a lot outside?" ”

The madman wiped his tears, but the man at the account didn't know that it was tears, because the madman's hair had already been drenched by the cold rain outside, and the man at the account must have thought it was rain, so the madman pretended to smile, saying that it was really raining outside, and said that he was fortunate to see an Internet café, saying that he didn't have any temperature on his body, and he was like a dead man, and if he continued to be exposed outside, it was estimated that he would have to go to the newspaper tomorrow, because he was frozen to death.

The man at the account desk smiled and helped him open the card, and said, "What are you running outside in the middle of the night, did you just get off the morning shift or what?" ”

The madman didn't know how to answer the man at the account desk, he just smiled bitterly and nodded, it was really like that, because he really didn't know how to answer, and then he sat down in front of the computer, first took off his coat, because it was soaked, and fortunately the air conditioning in this Internet café was turned on very high, it was like summer, which was really good.

He turned on the computer and looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen, it was 5:33 in the morning, which also understood why the man at the account desk would ask him if he was on the morning shift, it turned out that this was the time when the company got off the morning shift, but the company generally did not get off the morning shift, especially at night.

He thought about it, but gritted his teeth, because his nose, eyes, and even his heart were still extremely sour, lit a cigarette, first put his coat on the chair next to him, opened it, and prepared to dry it with the help of the temperature of the air conditioner, and then took out another bottle of liquor from the plastic bag, but just took it out and felt that something was not right, so he just checked his wallet in the pocket of his pants, and then lifted the plastic bag again, and followed the indicator icon on the wall to the toilet.

I vomited in the toilet for a long time, but all I spit out was some sour water, is it wine? I don't know, I just understand, it's sour water, but maybe this is the bar? Because he didn't eat anything else, he ended up throwing up and went back to his computer, and his coat was still waiting to be dried by the air conditioner.

The lights in the Internet café will be dim, yes, all Internet cafes are generally like this, because in this way the screen of the computer monitor can play the maximum display brightness, but looking at the liquor on the side of the computer keyboard, this time he didn't dare to drink, although his heart hurt to the point of suffocation, but he still has some sense, before because of the loss of Lili, so he drank to the point of alcohol poisoning and went to the hospital, and now the money in his bank card is not enough to be hospitalized, so he doesn't dare to drink anymore.

So it's just smoking, yes, you can't drink, then smoke, take out a cigarette, take out a disposable plastic lighter, light the cigarette, open the chat software directly on the computer, log in to the account and password of your chat software, but no one left a message for him, in fact, there is no one on your chat software at all, there is really no.

At this moment, I suddenly clicked on Lili's avatar with the mouse, Lili didn't leave a message for him, and he didn't even reply to his message, but when I saw Lili's gray-black avatar, I suddenly remembered something, and quickly touched my chest, in the chest pocket of the shirt in the thermal underwear, the pen was still there, and it was still extremely hot at this time, but some paint fell off it, and the place where the paint fell off was also slightly deformed, and this matter, how to explain it to Lili? It seems that this is really a big problem.

So he began to adjust his mentality, first of all, he left a message to Lili: Lili, I miss you, and now I am so scared, and I just have endless thoughts about you, and the pen you gave me, of course, I still have the two letters you gave me.

Then he gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, bit his lips lightly, then smoked a cigarette, typed on a computer keyboard, and kept telling Lili the stories that had happened in the past few months, of course, there was only one story, that is, the story of him and Wang Jing, and even his own current situation at this moment, with severe heart pain to the point of suffocation.