When I woke up, I saw three faces around me.

I looked at it in a daze, and the rope was still around my neck, but the other end had been cut. I gasped for breath, enjoying the most basic needs of a human being. The most precious things in the world are indeed free, and I really want to shout at this moment: everyone has a responsibility to protect the air.

Guan Zengbin thumped my 'chest': "I told you not to try, I scared a few of us to death!"

"How many days have I been in a coma?" I asked, pulling the rope apart.

Xiao Liu said helplessly: "Do you think that filming TV, a few days will pass in a casual coma? It probably didn't take more than ten seconds from the time you landed to the time you woke up, otherwise you should be lying in the emergency room of the hospital by now." ”

I picked up the bench and sat down: "There was almost no pain, and after a few seconds, I didn't feel like I knew anything clearly. It may be due to a coma caused by a lack of oxygen to the brain, and now the neck is a little painful, but it is not in the way. If it was Wang Yiman, he should have died in a coma. ”

"Then what did you see in this simulation of your life?" Guan Zengbin said on the side.

I nodded and said seriously, "Yes, there are indeed discoveries." At the moment when I was about to 'fall into a coma', my mind suddenly cleared up a lot, I don't know if it was the legendary return to the light, there were two asymmetrical situations, maybe we can conclude from this suicide that someone else was involved. ”

Gu Chen hurriedly said, "You mean, like Gao Rui's situation, someone has talked to her before?"

I gently 'touched' the strangulation marks on my neck: "Not bad. ”

"What kind of asymmetry?" asked Guan Zengbin.

I stretched out a finger: "First, I suddenly remembered that the slipknot tied around Wang Yiman's neck didn't seem to be our knotting method. I've looked closely, and it's a knot that gets tighter and tighter the more you struggle, but if you're not a particularly knowledgeable person, it's impossible. ”

I held out a second finger: "Second, she knows how to avoid the throat so that she doesn't have much pain when she dies." And before she died, she went to the toilet and emptied her body of 'urine'~ liquid and feces. In this way, after death, there will be no scene of and 'urine'. ”

"This is asymmetry, information asymmetry. Wang Yiman graduated from high school and has been taking care of her children as a full-time wife since then. If an ordinary person wants to commit suicide, how can he think about so many things. I pointed to Gu Chen on the side: "If you hang yourself, what do you do?"

Gu Chen shrugged his shoulders and said, "Just take the rope and tie it, and then put your head inside." ”

I snapped my fingers and said, "That's right, if an ordinary person wants to commit suicide, where would he think of so many things." So I think suicide is suicide, but someone must have taught Wang Yiman these suicide techniques before she was about to commit suicide. Gao Rui is a biology teacher, he knows that these are just normal, but a 'woman' and 'woman' ......"

Guan Zengbin put forward a different opinion: "Maybe it's not necessarily because she learned it from her husband, it's hard to say this kind of thing." It's called the curiosity mentality, and it may or may not be what she collects herself. ”

I nodded and said, "That's right, but in a short period of time, Wang Yiman committed suicide, Gao Rui also committed suicide, and the style of suicide is so similar, I think there is something wrong with it." But we know the reason why Gao Rui committed suicide, because he lost the person he liked, but what about Wang Yiman?"

"Wang Yiman has also lost the person he likes!" Guan Zengbin knocked on his little head and said, "Didn't you say that her husband and children died unexpectedly?"

Gu Chen opened his mouth at this time and said, "But wasn't that all five years ago?"

On this point, I quite agree with Guan Zengbin's point of view. I ran my hand through my hair and said slowly, "I can't tell, sometimes it's hard to talk about feelings. Some people have endured humiliation and burdens for a lifetime, and there are also centenarians who commit suicide. Sometimes, it may just be that they don't have an opportunity, and if they do, they do have the potential to commit suicide. ”

"Opportunity?" Gu Chen was puzzled: "What kind of opportunity." ”

I looked at the jar of puzzles that had been poured out by Xiao Liu and Gu Chen and said, "An opportunity to let go of everything and commit suicide." I think we'd better put together the puzzle pieces and see what we can put together. ”

At four o'clock in the morning the next day, a few of us finally put together the puzzle with dark circles under our eyes, but the strange thing is that the puzzle was still missing so many pieces in the end, and I don't know where it fell. The whole pattern is a very ordinary Pleasant Goat on the prairie, and there is nothing special about it.

"You didn't 'lose' it when you poured it out, did you?" I asked Xiao Liu, "This is the deceased's thing!"

Xiao Liu shook his head and plucked the 'wave' drum: "No, how many are here." And that's not the point, is it? The point is that I forgot why I put this puzzle together. Did you say that this puzzle piece is a major clue, but I can't see any major clue when I look left and right with my two eyes, can you explain it?"

I scratched my head, and it was a bit embarrassing. But if it wasn't something important, why did Wang Yiman put the puzzle pieces in a glass jar.

"This still needs to be said!" Guan Zengbin yawned and said: "It must be that her 'daughter' played when she was a child, and after her 'daughter' died, she used puzzles to express her grief for her 'daughter', and she put it together when she thought of her." It should have nothing to do with this case, although it was useless to do a night's work, but fortunately, it was also spelled out, which can be regarded as a kind of mourning for Wang Yiman. ”

"Damn!" Xiao Liu was also infected by Guan Zengbin, and he also yawned: "What is this called! I have to investigate Yucai Middle School today!"

"Why is there a dozen pieces missing?" I asked.

"I lost what I used to play. Guan Zengbin said.

I frowned and said, "I'm going somewhere." ”

"Where?" the crowd asked.

"Wang Yiman's home. ”

What answered me was Xiao Liu's snoring voice.

At the moment, I am sitting on the 'bed'~ in Wang Yiman's bedroom, and everything around me is very quiet. Except for Wang Yiman's house, which is lit up, from the window, it is still dark outside. It's half past four in the morning, and everyone is asleep. Gu Chen and Guan Zengbin were in the living room and didn't disturb me.

I've actually been sitting here for more than half an hour, and I'm thinking.

I closed my eyes and imagined what I would do every night if I were Wang Yiman. If I were Wang Yiman, how would I sleep every day. I couldn't help but be stunned when I looked at the photos of a family of three, what would she do when a person was lonely to the extreme?

Loneliness and loneliness have always been two different things.

Wang Yiman is lonely but not lonely, so although she is only thirty-two years old, she can obviously find another husband, get married and have children, but she didn't do it. In the past five years, there may have been many people who have come to matchmaking, and perhaps she has met a lot of suitors, but she is unmoved.

So in the past five years, in every lonely and not lonely night, how did Wang Yiman spend it?

I'm Wang Yiman.

I pulled out the glass jar from the dresser's drawer, and I poured out all the puzzle pieces.

yes, I'm lonely, so I can put together these puzzles to get through every lonely night. In this way, I will not sleep, I will not dream of my dead husband and daughter, and I will not feel lonely. I didn't want to dream because every dream I had after that was a nightmare.

I sat on the 'bed'~ in a daze, and switched from Wang Yiman's identity.

Yes, my name is Wu Meng, because my mother hopes that she will never have nightmares again. If you don't want to have nightmares, you don't want to dream. Because every dream is a nightmare. I don't know how to describe it, even though every time I fall asleep, I have nightmares.

Perhaps the greatest consolation in the world is to say, I wish you a dreamless night.

The first rays of sunlight shined in through the window, and there began to be a sound around, that was the stall owner who got up early to buy breakfast on the street, that was the old aunt who got up early to exercise, and that was the boss who was already sitting around the chess table and fighting~ gentlemen.

The loneliness is noisy, and the loneliness is gone.

Bryant said, Have you ever seen Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning?

Wang Yiman replied that she could only sleep peacefully after the early hours of the morning every day. Because there is a voice, because it is no longer quiet.

I finally knew what this glass jar puzzle was for.

Is it fighting when you're lonely?

At first, it may have been like this, but as the days go by, even if you close your eyes, you know which piece is placed in which position.

That's loneliness.

Puzzles are not meant to be put together.

When I walked out of the room, Gu Chen and Guan Zengbin were already asleep on the sofa.

I deliberately shouted: "It's thundering, it's raining and collecting clothes!"

The two of them woke up from their dreams with a confused look on their faces, and I said, "I know what the puzzle pieces are for." Now, immediately call all the comrades in the police force and search Wang Yiman's house for me, even if all the furniture is removed, I must find the remaining puzzle pieces. ”

"What are you doing?" Gu Chen was dumbfounded: "You mean to find all the policemen and find those few pieces of the puzzle? The question is, even if you find them, what's the use?"

I shook my head and said, "There are so many useful and useless places in the world, I just want to help a lonely 'woman' find what she wants." ”

"'Spirit' is sick!" Guan Zengbin muttered quietly.

I finally realized what it means to be lonely, and it turns out that these puzzles are not for putting together. The puzzle has all kinds of stains on it and seems to have been in a variety of different environments, which is something I noticed when I got the puzzle.

A widow', every lonely night, will scatter these hundreds of pieces of the puzzle into every room. Then, piece by piece, she went to find it. Maybe under the bed, under the sofa, maybe on top of the refrigerator. When I was almost done, the sky was already bright, and there was a noise outside.

She was afraid of being alone, so she had to run away.