Jin Zhuoqi took a car and drove away.

On the side, Li Tuo also waved his hand, put his arms behind his head, and walked forward lazily: "I'll go back to sleep." ”

Fu Kun hurriedly hooked Li Tuo's shoulders and pulled him over, and proposed with great interest: "Let's go play games, the promotion tournament is over, take me with you." ”

Li Tuo was merciless: "Let go, don't play, sleep." ”

Fu Kun let go of his hand, glared at his back, and roared: "I know how to sleep all day long!" Why don't you sleep to death, idiot! ”

After saying that, he angrily went to a nearby Internet café and opened a machine.

There are not too many people at this point in time, the computers are almost empty, the Internet café is quiet, only the faint sound of the keyboard crackling, and I haven't walked to the position yet, so I happened to see my sister just now.

He turned his head and changed places with the brother next to her, sat next to Nie Zhao, and greeted him with a grin.

"Hi~ Such a coincidence, do you remember me?"

Nie Zhao put on headphones, stopped typing on the keyboard in his hand, and looked at him calmly.

"Is there something wrong?"

Fu Kun coughed and said slightly apologetically: "I'm sorry last time, I didn't mean to." ”

He might really be wrong about Jin Zhuoqi's intentions.

Nie Zhao glanced next to him, didn't see Jin Zhuoqi, and asked, "He's not with you?" ”

Get.

Do you really like Brother Zhuo?

"Who are you referring to?" Fu Kun blinked and asked deliberately.

Nie Zhao was very direct, his eyes looked at him: "Jin Zhuoqi." ”

"Do you know how to play games? I'll tell you when I get a minute. ”

Fu Kun was very embarrassed and said: "I usually want Brother Zhuo's whereabouts a lot, I can't just tell you and not tell other sisters." ”

"Play the game." Nie Zhao's expression was indifferent and he spoke.

If she can't study, she can't do anything else.

"Refreshing!"

Fu Kun added her game account, saw the rank of the person, and made the first sound of the day, "", and her eyes lit up.

It's hidden.

Then the promotion match was held, and the whole process was shown by Nie Zhao's operation, and he basically won by lying down.

It's the first time he's seen a girl he knows play games so awesomely.

Enthusiastically preparing to start the second game, Nie Zhao withdrew directly.

"Whereabouts." She flexed her fingers and tapped on the table.

Fu Kun really didn't expect Nie Zhao's character when he saw her for the first time, he spoke straightforwardly, very hard, and had a sense of command.

But he didn't feel annoyed, to be honest, compared to Lin Sining, who cried and cried next to Jin Zhuoqi all day long, he preferred to make friends with people with a personality like Nie Zhao.

"He's on leave and he's not at school."

"I went to the cemetery, and I went to the one on Guangming Road."

Afraid of falling off the rank, Fu Kun stopped playing, and took out a lollipop from his pocket to eat.

Cemetery?

It was raining outside, and it was a little dark, two or three hours earlier than usual.

At this point in time, do you want to summon ghosts?

"What is he doing there?"

"It's a fucking festival." Fu Kun said.

This sound was like a thunder bomb, and Nie Zhao's mind went blank.

She instantly turned her head to look at the time on the computer, it was May.

She clearly remembered that Meng Xun had surgery on April 27, that is, on the third day after Meng Xun's surgery, Jin Zhuoqi's mother Jin Ruxin passed away.

She stared at the time in the lower right corner of the computer until her eyes were sore, her eyes were drooping, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a few seconds, she suddenly stood up in a hurry, and the movement was very large, and several people next to her looked over, and the girl was just like a machine, turning around and hurriedly walking out.

"Huh? What are you doing in such a hurry......" Fu Kun muttered and looked at the back of the person.

Nie Zhao took a taxi at the door, it took about half an hour to get to the cemetery, she went to the flower shop to buy a bouquet of white roses, and after arriving at the cemetery, because she didn't know where it was, Nie Zhao held an umbrella and held the flowers and turned around for a long time.

There was no one at night, but the lights were on, and she looked at the rows of tombstones, thinking that maybe only Ge Yuankai would erect one for her after she died.

After about fifteen minutes, Nie Zhao saw a boy standing in the distance, tall, dressed in black, holding a black umbrella in his fingers, revealing a section of his wrist bone, thin enough to see the distinct joints.

Nie Zhao knew that before he walked over, Jin Zhuoqi noticed that someone was coming.

He didn't turn his head, Nie Zhao walked up to him, and his fingers clenched the white rose in his hand.

The moment she approached him, a coldness rushed to her body, her teeth chattered with coldness, and her shoulders trembled.

The temperature here is so low that it feels like entering a hospital morgue.

In the distance, the sky was pitch black, the light cleared the traces of the rain, the air was damp and cold, and the smell of death was evident everywhere.

"I'm sorry." Nie Zhao's voice was hoarse, and his arms were tightly clutched around the bouquet.

She didn't dare to put down the flowers in her hand, but just looked at Jin Zhuoqi's tall figure and said sorry, twisted her neck slightly, and looked at the tombstone above that read-Jin Ruxin's tomb.

It seems that she is not married, maybe she is a single mother, or she is divorced with Jin Zhuoqi, it is a particularly difficult thing for a woman to raise a child independently, which is why Nie Zhao did not tear his face with Wen Yan no matter how much he endured it.

She thought that maybe Jin Zhuoqi took Jin Ruxin to Taihai Hospital at that time, and when he knew that he could be cured, he probably saw the hope of life, and that may be the life-saving straw he clung to, so he desperately borrowed usury and had to have surgery.

Nie Zhao didn't know how he returned it later, and he didn't know what he suffered when his mother died.

I suddenly understood the reason why he took a year off from school.

"Get out."

Jin Zhuoqi didn't even look at her, and the cold voice was mixed with the rain and cold wind, low and cold.

"How do you have the face to come here?"

Nie Zhao lowered his head, and his voice was so low that he seemed to be talking to himself: "Isn't it good for me to atone for my sins?" ”

Jin Zhuoqi chuckled, the fist that fell to his side was clenched tightly, and even trembled a little, and the faint light could reflect the green tendons on the boy's neck bursting, as if they were about to burst.

He looked at her with a cold gaze, and the sarcasm in his mouth was very full: "Nie Zhao, don't say yourself so nicely, do you want to atone for your sins?" You have nowhere to go. ”

He may be right, if it weren't for the turmoil on the Internet, maybe even if he found Jin Zhuoqi and knew that he was in the distant city of A, he would just call him and ask him to make a price, or let him make a few conditions as compensation, there seems to be no other way, this is the only thing Nie Zhao can do.

She was chaotic and arrogant, and Jin Zhuoqi at that time might not have the slightest connection with her world in this life.

Nie Zhao's face turned pale, he just looked up at him, the dim light shone on the young man's cold and hard facial features, his cheeks were very thin, so thin that the whole person was three-dimensional, and the contours of his facial features were extremely distinct.

The humidity in the air poured in, she stood here looking at Jin Zhuoqi's dark eyes, and then looked at the cold tombstone, she couldn't breathe, a sense of fear of death arose, and a little phantom flashed in her mind, as if she was choking her throat, she didn't dare to look at the tombstone in front of her for a second.

"What do you want?"

Nie Zhao held his breath, his voice trembling: "When you broke the news, you should not just want to see the current situation. ”

He won't let her leave City A easily and fly away.

He thought she was under his nose, and he couldn't help but die.

Jin Zhuoqi didn't say a word, and there was a suffocating silence in the air.

The sound of the rain ticking made people sound like their hearts were accelerating, as if it was the silence before Ling Chi's execution.

Nie Zhao's voice was rustling, and his voice was not high: "Give me to you, you can play as much as you want." ”

"Jin Zhuoqi." Nie Zhao lowered his head, his eyes were a little helpless, he closed his eyes a little desperately and said, "Don't touch Meng Xun, he doesn't know about this at all, I did it, I forced the hospital to do it without him." ”

"If he knew, he would definitely not want it, this matter has nothing to do with him, he is also innocent, Jin Zhuo-"

"He's innocent?" Jin Zhuoqi seemed to smile, her cold and slender finger bones pinched her jawbone, and with the force to break it off, she pinched the person's cheeks into deformation, "So I still have to be grateful to Dade, right?" Nie Zhao, how can the beneficiary be said to be innocent. ”

The eyes fell on her face, the umbrella in her hand fell, her whole body was drenched, she was forced to tilt her head up, her hair stuck to her cheeks, she was thinly dressed, and the girl who was so thin that only skin and bones were left looked weak, and her exposed wrist bones and neck were shockingly thin, as if they could be broken with a slight fold.

But those eyes, not only what kind of posture she makes, but also what kind of picture she seems to be full of arrogance and refusal to admit defeat, which is her innate superiority in her bones.

Nie Zhao just tilted his head, the rain drops fell on his face and he couldn't open his eyes, the weather was so cold that it seeped into the cracks of his bones, and the hands that were clasping his jaws were very rough, cold and hard like the sharpest part of a sharp blade, Nie Zhao closed his eyes slightly, not daring to face his sharp eyes.

Jin Zhuoqi let go of his fingers, and the force directly made Nie Zhao's whole person fall to the ground, with a "bang", the bones of her body hit the hard lime ground, as if she was about to shatter, and her heart hurt, her palm made a mark on the ground, as if grinding off a layer of skin, the hot pain, the stinging sensation made her breathing begin to be disordered.

Jin Zhuoqi looked at her condescendingly, his eyes were cruel, and his tone was extremely gloomy.

"Kneel for the night and see if she will relent."

The voice fell, and before he walked away from the other direction with an umbrella, his voice was neither light nor heavy:

"Nie Zhao, you'd better pray that you'll be able to play a little longer."

The sky suddenly thundered, lightning and thunder, and the dazzling rays of thunder and lightning swept across the tombstones in front of them.

Nie Zhao sat on the ground in embarrassment, her face was pale, the rain was getting heavier, she wanted to cover her eyes, her black and white eyes stared at it a few times, her ears were buzzing, she seemed to hear the sound of her whole body being broken.

Be played a little longer.

So she's going to live well.

Chapter 12

Nie Zhao woke up and was still in the hospital, still the same little nurse as last time, she opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling of Bai Huahua in a trance, wondering if what had happened these days was just a dream.

When the little nurse walked in and put a bowl of porridge on the table next to her, Nie Zhaocai opened his lips that were dry until they were a little cracked, and asked, "May I ask who sent me here?" ”

She seems to be a person who lacks water, and her body is always dry, like a fish, and she may return to the sea sooner or later to be free.

"Oh, it seems to be your classmate, he's wearing the uniform of the nearby Honggao." The little nurse scratched her cheek and said, "He can't speak, I don't understand what he said, he just left." ”

Can't speak?

Jiang hang?