Mosquito blood can't get up

Lin Zimo was tied to a chair in a waste equipment factory. The person guarding him was very dissatisfied with guarding him, and kicked him from time to time. With each kick, Lin Zimo felt that his internal organs The six internal organs are twisted together.After vomiting bile and blood, he raised his head and poured the smell of blood down his throat, but he didn't seem to care, he couldn't see clearly because of the blood, but he still wanted to open his eyes to see if that person was driving a colorful Xiangyun came to rescue him.

not at all.

Yes, talented and ghostly.

Rong Han has the same name as him. He is so cold that he is in the ice cellar. He always feels that he is covering the ice with his hands with sincerity. Sooner or later, it will melt. But he really thinks too much, even his own temperature A little bit was sucked away.

He later found out that Rong Han just gave his temperature to another person.

Even his current situation is probably blocked by the red rose in his heart.

Lin Zimo felt that people really think a lot before they die, such as what they do, for example, it is shameless for a concubine to interfere with him.

When he was thinking that he was really going to be beaten to death by the guards, someone finally came to save him, not the person he was thinking of.

It's his good brother, Gu Chang'an.

Come on, people didn't put you at ease at all, you really did it yourself if you were so stubborn.

Lin Zimo chuckled, this is a word called love, the deeper it gets, the more it works.

When Lin Zimo saw the ward of the hospital, he felt that he was so alive, and vowed to pay homage to heaven when he was discharged from the hospital, thanking God for letting him die.

When Lin Zimo thanked God for his blessing, Rong Han came in, and the latter said directly: "When you recover from your injury, I will ask the company to leave you a free job. I will pay for the medical expenses, and I will give you a sum of money .”

Lin Zimo let go of his hand worshiping God, he turned his head and squinted his eyes to look at this impatience-faced partner who was about to leave, his nominal partner of seven years, suddenly wiped out all the grievances, hatred, love, etc. empty.He lay back on the hospital bed, and opened some of them after a while, "Rong Han." The latter paused slightly, how long has it been since this person saw his name?Always call him Xiaohanhan, Rongrong and so on in a nasty way.

"What's up?"

"We have known each other for one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ten years." Lin Zimo counted with his fingers, "We have known each other for ten years, I have been chasing you for three years, and I have been a, um, lover for seven years. Knowing that your heart is not with me, I have tied you up for seven years, and it is time to stop. I should have known that I can't cover your heart, so don't leave me any position, we two Let's break up like this, let's go our separate ways. I know that your red rose has been in love with each other for more than ten years. I shouldn't have broken your marriage with a cross. I also learned the lesson of this kidnapping. Yes, I almost risked my life, just treat it as my cheap life to pay you for seven years, I know I was wrong, I will exchange your freedom, from now on, bridges will return to bridges, roads will return to roads, and we will never communicate with each other."

"Rong Han, let's break up."

Rong Han's teeth creaked from the beginning, he was very angry, "Okay, I want to see, you have a place to go without me, you trash." After saying that, he slammed the door and left.

Lin Zimo talked for a while. It was the first time he was dumped, but the young master managed to hold back and didn't kill him.

These seven years of relationship are really useless.

Ban Lin Zimo lay on the hospital bed for half a month. Although he was not worried that the breakup would make Rong Han not pay his medical bills, he felt a little lonely in the hospital alone. He wanted to speak to the nurse, but he But the nurse was unsmiling. He sighed and felt that he was too miserable. It seemed that he didn't even have a friend now. After a long while, he tremblingly took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Mom, you bastard, you are willing to call your grandpa and me."

Lin Zimo smiled lightly: "I'm so heartbroken, old man!"

The other end of the phone seems to be very busy, "What's wrong, I need to ask you, Mr. Du? Hey! The baby can't eat that! If you have something to say, hurry up, I still have to drink milk from my ancestors."

Lin Zimo was silent for a while: "I broke up with Rong Han."

"..." The other end of the phone was also silent for a while, "That's a good relationship, you finally got up from that turtle. Are you free today, Mr. Du invites you to have a drink or two to celebrate your escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

"That probably won't work. I don't seem to be able to leave the hospital for ten days and half a month."

"What? Which hospital are you in??"

"Shiyi. The third room on the left on the 18th floor."

Then there is a series of busy tones.

Lin Zimo didn't know what to say for a while, Du Jing was his best buddy in college, he fell into it when he met Rong Han, Du Jing persuaded him several times, saying that Rong Han's icicle can't cover the heat, and he couldn't see him in his heart Being so stupid, he simply cut off contact with him. He married his girlfriend from college and gave birth to a baby. He was very happy.

A real friend probably really supports you when you need it.

Twenty minutes later, Du Jing arrived. Seeing his panting appearance, Lin Zimo was a little touched, "Hold your hands on the old man."

"How did you end up in the hospital so well?"

Lin Zimo was silent for a while, and said: "It's nothing but Rong Han has made a lot of enemies over the years. Some desperadoes thought they couldn't beat him, so they tied him up. I thought I could get something, but unfortunately, I tied up the wrong person. " He paused, "The red rose and white moonlight on the tip of his heart is not me, I'm just the mosquito blood that ruined a good dress when he slapped it on the corner of his clothes."

"The kidnappers who knew I was useless beat me up angrily. If Rong Han didn't think it's not good to take human life lightly, I would have died."

"Two ribs were broken, more than a dozen internal organs were ruptured, the leg was almost broken and amputated, and the hand was also broken. Although it is not serious, it should not be easy to lift heavy objects."

"It's really a disaster that lasted for thousands of years. God left me with such a cheap life. I don't want to hang on the crooked neck tree anymore."

Old Du was silent for a long time, and he said dryly: "Then what do you want to do?"

Lin Zimo really didn't think much about this issue, "Let's talk about it when we recover."

This wait is half a year.

Rong Han never came to see him.

Lin Zimo's attention has faded now, Lao Du and her daughter-in-law come every day, more than once Lao Du complains that her daughter-in-law treats him too well, and every time she makes a small fuss, which makes him jealous.

Lin Zimo shrugged off Lao Du's offer to pick him up, and took a taxi to the apartment where he and Rong Han had lived together for nearly seven years.He took out the key hidden under the flower pot and opened the door, feeling a little disappointed in his heart, Rong Han was indeed not there.He looked at the traces of the two people's lives and began to pack his things.He didn't have many things, a few clothes and some daily necessities, took his own money, and when he was about to go out, he caught a glimpse of the only photo of him and Rong Han, which was the first time he moved into this house. It was taken by Rong Han. In the photo, he smiled so stupidly. Rong Han’s face was more or less shy. He liked this photo so much. Then he went to a photo shop to enlarge it many times, and hung it on the Regardless of Rong Han's objection, he persisted for a long time and Rong Han also compromised.

He took the photo out of the frame and cut off his half, thinking that maybe it would be bad if Rong Han saw his face so angry and asked him to pay back the money.

He threw the pieces he cut into the trash can, and felt that it was piercing his heart while cutting, and his flesh was bloody when he cut it off.

He put the key on the table and closed the door.

I took a taxi to another community, where Lin Zimo had a house.It's hard to believe that this idiot who hangs around Rong Han every day has a house without telling Rong Han, and it's not because he wrote Rong Han's name.

In fact, this was originally a birthday present for Rong Han. In the first year they met, Lin Zimo started saving money to pay for this house in installments, thinking that he could live in this house that he bought and furnished himself. , took his daughter-in-law for the rest of his life.

Year after year of hard work, the company has grown, and when his house is about to be paid, I plan to use it as a gift on Rong Han's birthday to change the name of the real estate certificate with him, and make three hours of good wine I just waited for him to come back, but it was a pity that when I waited until 12 o'clock that night, I saw Rong Han kissing someone with his tongue. The situation left him dumbfounded.

Lin Zimo suddenly remembered that Rong Han never seemed to take the initiative to kiss him, and their kiss stopped at a superficial touch. This was the first time that it was so exciting.

Lin Zimo felt a layer of dust on his hand when he took out his key from the flower bed at the door, and when he opened the door, the inside was even horribly dirty.He tore off the dusty plastic bag on the sofa, sneezed several times with his face covered in dust.He took a break and went to buy a bunch of cleaning tools.

Cleaning the house is very tiring but does give him a sense of accomplishment. He has a lot of sequelae in his hands and feet, and his body is not as weak as before. He has to rest after doing it for a while.From dawn to dusk, it was finally cleaned up.

After giving Lao Du the address of his new home, he lay on the sofa, hugging the newly bought pillow, and cried out loudly, like a child weighing more than 200 kilograms.

The more Lin Zimo cried, the more he felt that he was a big fool, so he stopped his tears and fell asleep with his pillow in his arms.

The author has something to say: ten years later