Perhaps from the moment I met you, I became shallow-eyed, and tears always burst uncontrollably.

"Alive! Hum! Liu Changyun sneered, "Is it okay to live like a puppet every day?" Is it okay to be a walking dead and lifeless? Is it okay to live like this, smoking, drinking, and constantly torturing yourself to hurt yourself? Liu Changyun took Shen Boyan's hand away, and said one sentence after another, "You are very affectionate, you have nothing else to ask for, you are extremely noble, you only want her to live, and I can't watch her live like this!" She has had a rough half of her life, and how can I bear to watch her torture herself for the rest of her life. I wanted to help her, but I was never the one who could help her! I want to set her free, I can only set her free! ”

Liu Changyun's eyes were red, and after listening to his words, Shen Boyan lost his anger, and only spoke halfway: "When did you start smoking and drinking?" ”

"I learned to smoke in prison." Liu Changyun wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and sat back on the flower bed, "I only found out about her alcoholism three months ago, she secretly rented a basement outside, and as long as I wasn't at home, she would lock herself up and drink." I was on a business trip for a week and she stayed inside for a week until I fainted from stomach bleeding and the landlord didn't contact me. Shen Boyan, I know that she has always had you in her heart, you help her! ”

"Does her sister know?" Shen Boyan asked with distress.

Liu Changyun shook his head. "Actually, she wanted to avoid us, if she hadn't agreed to marry me, she would probably have left Yangfu."

got the address from Liu Changyun, and Shen Boyan immediately took a taxi to Qin Anfu's rental house. Coincidentally, the basement Qin Anfu rented was in the same alley as her rental house seven years ago.

After paying the fare and about to get out of the car, he saw Qin Anfu with a cigarette shopping at the small shop at the entrance of the alley.

"Buying wine again?" The shopkeeper asked. Qin Anfu nodded and paid, took the cheap liquor and turned around and walked into the narrow alley.

Shen Boyan got out of the car and followed Qin Anfu from a distance. The street lamp stretched Qin Anfu's shadow and imprinted it at his feet, looking at the emaciated and depressed back in front of him, he couldn't help but think that Qin Anfu once wore a cheongsam and walked from the end of the alley.

Watching Qin Anfu enter the house and close the door, Shen Boyan walked down the basement stairs, and the hand that wanted to knock on the door stopped in mid-air and finally put it down. The voice-activated lights in the hallway went out in a matter of seconds, and there was a crack in the small dilapidated wooden door in the basement, and a dark yellow light leaked from the crack to shine on the bright tears in the corners of his eyes.

Through the gap, he saw Qin Anfu's sideways. Watching her put glass after glass of wine into her mouth, biting her cigarette and spitting out the clouds. Shen Boyan's palm touched the wooden plank of the door, his chest hurt as if it was about to explode, perhaps since he met her, he became shallow-eyed, and tears always burst uncontrollably.

I don't know how long it took, the people in the house finally got drunk, and I don't know how long it took for Shen Boyan to stand until dawn.

Shen Boyan came out of the underground corridor and happened to meet the landlord who came back from morning exercise.

"Are you a member of this girl's family or a friend?" The old man asked hurriedly.

"It's friends and family." Shen Boyan replied.

"Oops! Since it's a family, let's take her back quickly, I don't have a job, I just drink and smoke all day long, and if it goes on like this, something will happen sooner or later. I see her alone, I'm afraid that she won't have a place to live, so I can't bear to force her, you take it back, take good care, a good-looking girl, don't let her spoil herself so much. The old landlord said earnestly.

"Uncle, do me a favor." Shen Boyan pleaded earnestly.

Shen Boyan took the earliest plane back to Kyoto that morning, and in the afternoon, the landlord changed a new door to the basement and handed the key to Qin Anfu, the landlord said with a smile: "This basement is too damp, and it is not good for your health to stay for a long time, the tenant upstairs will move out next month, and then the house will be left to you, it is not easy for you to be alone, I will give you the same price as the basement." ”

There is no free lunch in the world, not to mention that Qin Anfu is not a person who likes to take advantage, she refused directly without hesitation: "No need, thank you for your kindness, it's good here." ”

Sure enough, as Shen Boyan expected, Qin Anfu would not accept alms, the boss was still creditworthy, took Shen Boyan's money, and changed a good door to the basement.

At dusk, Qin Anfu went to the store with a box of glass bottles, the boss counted the quantity, and said in a disdainful tone: "You can't exchange this for a pack of cigarettes, and you have to make up for me twenty with a bottle of wine." ”

Qin Anfu touched his empty pocket, a little embarrassed: "I forgot to bring my mobile phone, I'll send it to you later." ”

"No, don't pay on credit, you have hands and feet but don't find a job, who knows if you will pay off." The boss immediately refused.

"Isn't it just twenty dollars, I gave it for her." An old man in his sixties shoved twenty dollars into the boss's hand.

"Uncle, it's not easy to be a good person these days, not to mention that this kind of person is not worthy of pity." The owner refused to take the money.

"Be nosy, bring the cigarettes and alcohol." The old man glared at the boss fiercely. Seeing his gloomy face, the boss didn't say anything more, and gave Qin Anfu a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine in a bag.

Out of the shop, Qin Anfu thanked the old man: "Thank you, uncle, you wait for me here, I'll go back and get my mobile phone and sweep the money to you." ”

"No need." A sinister smile appeared on the old man's gloomy face, "Don't you remember me so soon?" Murderer, I can't imagine that you will forget Lu Zhengyang who died tragically so soon. ”

Looking closely, Qin Anfu was shocked.

"Murderer, you should live like this, you have to live like mud to be happy." Father Lu's smile was distorted, and his tone was cold, as if a sharp dagger was inserted into Qin Anfu's back, making her unable to straighten her waist and raise her head.

If she hadn't been extremely nervous at the time and fired a gun in a panic, the old man in front of her would not have lost her son, and her hands would not have been stained with the blood of innocent people.

"I'm sorry......" Qin Anfu didn't dare to look directly into Father Lu's eyes anymore, and lowered his head to apologize. No one understood the guilt and guilt in her heart.

On the third day of Shen Boyan's return to Kyoto, guests came to Qin Anfu's basement.

The knock on the door woke up the hangover Qin Anfu, Qin Anfu sat up from the bed, shook his groggy and swollen head, and went to open the door with a messy hair.

Seeing Qin Anfu, who had no image at all, He Miao was slightly stunned, and the smell of wine that came to his nose was very smoky.

"Looking for whom?" Qin Anfu rubbed his swollen head and glanced at the strange man in front of the door.

He Miao handed over a business card, and his smile was a little yuppie: "He Miao, the agent of Sanhua Company, is looking for you." ”

Qin Anfu turned around and went back to the house to light a cigarette before asking, "What's the matter?" ”