After carving, Zhang Youzhi nested on his blanket bored, looking at the poems he wrote intently.

Thinking of the days when she had just graduated and had a long-distance relationship with Li Douyu, at this point in time, she should have been pestering herself to call.

The phone was just thrown into the river by him.

I don't know if Li Douyu thinks about himself now.

According to his agreement with No. 2, it should be the staff of Baishi Company who is now manipulating all his social accounts.

Through big data, these staff imitated Zhang Youzhi's chat habits on the Internet, pretending to be chatting with Li Douyu, and there were also forged video recordings that could be used for emergencies.

These can also temporarily cope with the plum fish.

It shouldn't be revealing for a short time.

It's a pity that sooner or later you have to confess.

"I'm left alone."

Zhang Youzhi felt that he was still inextricably linked to the world, which made him very uncomfortable.

He wanted to walk briskly.

Zhang Youzhi picked up a nail clipper, cut his ID card bit by bit, and then threw it into the river.

Then he ordered another Liqun for himself, took a deep breath and coughed violently for a long time, and couldn't help moaning again.

Just as Zhang Youzhi was thinking about whether to add a note to the end of the poem, he suddenly felt that he heard a whimper.

It's still a woman's.

Haunted?

Zhang Youzhi sat up vigilantly, looked out of the cave, and happened to see things falling from above.

Wallets, phones, keys.

"?" Zhang Youzhi couldn't help but scold.

"Fuck, can't you let Lao Tzu die a little bit?"

Zhang Youzhi had no reason to be angry, he begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother and still wanted to live, but there were still people who wasted their lives and committed suicide by throwing themselves into the river?

If you don't want to live, you can't leave your healthy body to those who want to live.

God damn it.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, no, I had to go up and beat this person.

Zhang Youzhi knew he had to climb up to stop her.

It's not because saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter or anything, he is going to die where to care about others, purely because after someone throws himself into the river and commits suicide, the hiding place of the bridge cave will definitely be searched, and he will not be able to stay at that time, and he will have to wander again.

Finally found a shelter from the wind and rain, and he was absolutely unwilling to be forced to run away, otherwise eighty percent of himself would have to die on the wandering road, and the remaining two percent would be rescued by well-wishers and sent to the hospital and then died in the hospital.

Probably because of the wind, a document leaked out of the wallet and was blown into the bridge hole.

Zhang Youzhi picked it up and took a look, good guy, ID card.

"The name is ...... Hermione? ”

Leaning on the light outside the bridge, Zhang Youzhi saw clearly the name called He Min, born in 96, 5 years older than himself.

Although she is an old aunt, she is really awesome when she seeks death at a young age.

Zhang Youzhi put his ID card in his pocket, carried his small bag, leaned out from outside the bridge, and then grabbed the iron steel ladder embedded in the cement and climbed up little by little.

……

It's late at night, there are no people on the bridge, this old bridge in the sixties is now only allowed to pass through pedestrians, basically the same as a sightseeing bridge, and the new bridge built after the millennium is only a few hundred meters from this old bridge, so there are few pedestrians on the old bridge.

At least now there is only one person.

A woman crouching on the side of the guardrail of a bridge and crying in a low voice.

The woman threw everything down as if she was charitable, headbands, hairpins, mobile phones, keys, clothes and coats, and she was about to start losing her shoes.

A pair of high-heeled shoes grazed Zhang Youzhi's scalp and flew down, and fell into the quiet Hejiang River with a bang.

Zhang Youzhi gasped.

He was just a little bit away from dying young.

After the black stockings that had been crumpled up at the end were also thrown down, the woman on the bridge closed her eyes, and her heart was crossed, and she was about to jump down with her legs.

The stone railing was a bit high, or it was probably because the woman was wearing a professional skirt, and it took a lot of effort for her to put one leg on it.

But the other leg can't be stepped on,

I had to hold the guardrail with both hands to support myself.

After struggling for a long time, the woman successfully stuck herself on it and cried aggrievedly.

Crying and beating the stone lion on the bridge pillar.

Zhang Youzhi didn't have much strength, so he could barely support himself to climb up, and he yelled irritably when he heard the cry.

"Don't howl."

In fact, he is a very high-quality person, politeness is his label, mild-mannered is the evaluation of him by the people around him, and not touching cigarettes and alcohol is one of the thousands of advantages of Li Douyu's boyfriend who shows off.

At least until cancer is detected.

The woman was startled by the sudden sound and forcibly stopped crying.

"Who, who's talking." The woman looked around, but there was no figure on the dark bridge.

"Your father."

Zhang Youzhi's bloody hand suddenly poked out from below and grabbed the edge of the bridge.

Coincidentally, Zhang Youzhi climbed up directly below the woman.

On the black bridge, a bloody hand suddenly poked out, accompanied by the sound of "your father". completely broke down this woman's psychological defense.

The woman went from a whimpering cry to a cry of fear.

Zhang Youzhi poked out his bloody head again.

He hasn't washed his face and hands since he got off the bus, and he has fallen down several times on the road, and his face has been scratched in many places, and his appearance looks very underworld.

Zhang Youzhi couldn't help but be furious when he saw the woman lying on the stone pillar crying.

"Hermione, can't you hear what Lao Tzu said, Lao Tzu told you not to cry!"

……

……

"Are you done crying?"

Zhang Youzhi shouted at the woman who was wearing a professional outfit and sitting on the ground with a handful of snot and tears, and did not forget to hand over the toilet paper in his hand.

"To drink or not to drink?" Zhang Youzhi took a bottle of Niulanshan.

"Drink."

Hermione choked out in a small voice.

Zhang Youzhi spent five minutes explaining why he climbed up from under the bridge (fishing), and another three minutes explaining the source of the blood stains on his body (killed by fishing). In the end, he spent two minutes criticizing the woman and shocking his well-built nest.

He went down there and carried some of his own bread and water to prove that he was not a liar.

After some operation, I finally won the trust of the woman in front of me.

"Brother, why are you so good?" Hermione cried profusely, holding her half can of snow beer, and took two sips.

"Don't call me brother, you're five years older than me."

Zhang Youzhi also took a sip and lit a cigarette for himself.

"How do you know I'm five years older than you?" Hermione hiccuped and twitched.

"You're hitting me in the head."

Zhang Youzhi took out his ID card from his trouser pocket and threw it in front of the woman.

Hermione grabbed her ID card tightly in her arms, and then stared at her ID card and sobbed, her shoulders shaking from time to time, like cramps.

"Smoke or not." Zhang Youzhi took a puff of smoke and sprayed it on the woman's face.

Hermione choked and coughed and hiccuped, and Zhang Youzhi looked at her and laughed, like a demon.

"Brother, I don't know how to smoke." Hermione coughed, but took the cigarette anyway.

"Don't call me brother, I'm younger than you." Zhang Youzhi reiterated, and then lay on his back on the bridge deck, lay down for a while and felt a little cold on the ground, and got up again.

"Tell me, why do you want to jump into the river?" Zhang Youzhi, whose clothes were stained with blood, sat there with his head half-hanged, and a pair of compelling eyes pierced through the messy ends of his hair, just staring at the woman in front of him quietly in the dark.

"Brother, my boyfriend slept with my best friend, how can they be like this, it's so annoying......

Before she could finish speaking, the woman began to cry again.

Zhang Youzhi finished the cigarette with a headache and threw the cigarette butt into the river.

"What a big, isn't it just a man running away? You're not fucking married, and you're jumping into the river, are you a fucking idiot? ”

Hermione was scolded for being stupid, she didn't understand, shouldn't the person in front of her help her scold her best friend and scumbag? Why are you still scolding yourself.

"Tell me what I should do." Hermione continued to cry.

"Can't you live by yourself? It's really not good to stab two sluts with a knife, is it a disease to commit suicide? What a good life, if you say don't want it, you don't want it? I think you're more than that pair of scumbags and scumbags. "Zhang Youzhi is not going to fight anywhere.

It was a long time before Hermione spoke very quietly.

"Brother, murder is against the law."

"I think you look like you're breaking the law." Zhang Youzhi said angrily.

No one has ever said that they are ugly since they were young, who doesn't boast that they are beautiful? Now that it is said that it looks like a crime, Hermione is sad, and the tears that she has just stopped are about to fall again.

"Cry, cry hard, cry at night and cry during the day, can you cry to death Dong Zhuo?" Zhang Youzhi snorted coldly.