martyrdom

At the end of the summer vacation, Flora moved out of the apartment where she and Gu Yuzhi lived together.The items belonging to the girl were quietly displayed in the original place, accumulated dust for nearly a month, and they waited with her for the return of the owner every day.

Unfortunately, I can't wait.

Standing at the door, Flora looked back at the table and bed that belonged to her but was now empty, thinking, if she came back and saw this cold scene, would she feel even a little care and loss?

The blue pupils were watery again, she shook her head and chuckled, no longer thinking about it, and walked out of this room full of nightmares.The key was thrown into the flowers downstairs, and she will never come back.At least not at the moment.

However, as night fell, there were still figures rummaging through the flowers among the flowers.The picture of the girl falling into dust has been tumbling in her mind all day, and she wants to do something for the girl in the end.The girl who hates her own humbleness and hurt herself for the first time seems to have experienced the contradiction and pain when someone tore up "every year is like this".

There are very few decisive people in the world.They are not included.

The mud-stained key finally returned to the girl's hands. The high temperature of the late summer night made her temples wet with sweat. She subconsciously raised her hand to wipe it, and a mud mark was added to her snow-white skin.

Without realizing it, she got up and went upstairs, stopping at the familiar door.

There was a faint light in the crack of the door, and she remembered that she probably forgot to turn off the light when she left during the day.Without doubting him, he inserted the key into the lock, and when the door opened, he suddenly met a gaze.

It was Gu Yuzhi... not Gu Yuzhi. Flora has never noticed that such a timid and evasive look will appear in those ink-like eyes.The girl's eyes flicked across her face, and she didn't speak at first, but raised her hand to wipe the mud marks on her cheeks precisely.

The worries, grievances, and anger of the past month rushed to the top of my head in an instant. Flora grabbed her right wrist and pulled away the right hand that just touched her cheek. Seeing the stains on the tips of Ruixue's fingers, she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It's dirty, it's a pity. This is not used to steal someone's virginity." , Playing with emotional hands?"

Gu Yuzhi didn't break free, and let the girl grasp it forcefully, her nails dug into the skin of her wrist, and the bloodstains were mottled.

The fingers were pinched and touched one by one, and the blue pupil seemed to be moved, so the voice trembled: "It is this hand that wrote poems for me, caressed my cheeks, touched every inch of my skin, and touched my skin deeply. Deep into my body... I thought at that time that this hand would love me, care for me, and belong to me for the rest of my life..." It was hard to speak, but she quickly recovered.She couldn't show a soft and pitiful posture in front of the girl again. This was the only dignity left after she was ruined.

"I will make it up to you." After some petitions, the girl spoke calmly.

"Oh?" The girl raised her eyebrows, her blue pupils opened slightly, with a look of faux doubt, "What is compensation, how to compensate? You haven't shown up for a month, is that what you're thinking about?"

"I went back to China." But the answer was irrelevant, and it was regarded as an explanation to her.After a pause, he replied, "I've also figured out how to make up for it."

The girl showed a playful smile, which was the smile she often saw on girls' faces when she was pursuing girls.I only regret that I didn't understand before, how contemptuous and ironic this kind of smile with raised eyebrows and lips is.

"What do you think you can do to compensate me?"

It was an unforgivable sin, and for Flora, it was too much to pay.

Gu Yuzhi lowered his head, looked at his right hand that was tightly grasped, and spoke in an understatement, as if he was telling an extremely simple fact, but he said something creepy: "Give me this hand ,How about it?"

Flora naturally took it as a joke.A snort escaped his nose: "Okay, if this is the case, I will forgive you."

The girl nodded and left, turned back after a while, and slashed her hand under Flora's horrified gaze, with determination and without hesitation.

This is not a spur of the moment.This is her solution after careful consideration.

On the slender white right wrist, the platinum bracelet suddenly broke, and it landed with a soft sound like thunder.

In the next moment, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and eyes were filled with bright red!

On the other side of the ocean, night falls.In the early morning, on the path next to the school, Yuan Fei stood under the tree and searched wistfully, but it was hard to see the shadow of the woman who used to linger here a few days ago.

Yu'er has been back, she knows.

Yu'er would come to see her under the tree every morning and dusk, and she knew it too.

Just like the late autumn when they were forced to break up because of Kang Yu, the girl's long-term relationship was the same as before and never left her.

At least, she believed so.

Touching the tree trunk with the palm, thinking of the girl hiding here and grabbing it hard, she couldn't help crying like rain.Several times, she almost couldn't help rushing over to hug the girl into her arms, but the only remaining rationality told herself that since the girl came back for her, and avoided seeing her, it was natural that she had a difficult problem to solve.It is useless and useless.

She had to wait until the girl got rid of her demons and walked towards her embrace from behind the tree instead of being embraced by her reluctantly and humblely.Only patience can be exchanged for longevity.

But the girl didn't show up today.

Yuan Fei finally sighed softly, left the palm of the tree trunk, wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and walked away slowly.

Looking back at the street corner and turning around, he didn't see any familiar figure.

Anyway, I hope you are doing better than me.Yuan Fei could only say so in her heart.

Ten hours later, the east coast of the ocean also ushered in the early morning. Flora stumbled out of the hospital, her footsteps were flimsy, and her blue pupils seemed to have lost their focus, drooping and radiating a dull light.

He was still wearing yesterday's clothes, with a lot of blood stains on his body, and even his face was covered with stars and mottles.Raising her hand, she stared dazedly at the bright red palms, those sweet and warm horrible images kept rolling in her mind, finally she couldn't suppress it anymore, squatted down and cried with her head in her arms.

She never wanted the girl's hand, let alone her life.

None of this was what she wanted.

Smart as a girl, why doesn't she know what she wants.It's just that Gu Yuzhi couldn't give her what she wanted, and Yuan Fei's Yu'er couldn't give it to her.

Two clear.

Flora remembered the two words that came out of the girl's clenched teeth after the severed hand.She only hated that she didn't learn Chinese well and couldn't understand the meaning of the girl, so she firmly memorized the pronunciation of these two characters.

...Perhaps, this was the last word the girl said to her.

She has always thought that girls are gentle and gentle, that the light smile she hangs on her lips all the time is a symbol of easy-going, a sign of joy, and that although she has the past, she treats it like the past without much sadness.

She never knew that girls could be so extreme.

Clear up.She read it once, raised her tearful blue eyes in confusion, and looked into the distance.

Gu.I have never understood what you mean, and I have never understood you as a person.

Standing up to wipe away the tears, the tears melted away the dried blood on the palm, and the diluted dark red slowly trickled down between the fingers, dripping to the ground.

If there is still a chance, I want to try to understand you.At least you must know what the last two words you said to me meant.

Flora returned to school, ignoring the blood-stained eyes all the way, and went straight to the Language Institute.

Her Chinese teacher is a Chinese boy who is a few years older than her.Seeing her rushing into the office covered in blood, she looked surprised, but thoughtfully didn't ask anything, just quietly waiting for her to speak.

"I want...to ask you a question." Flora approached him, her voice hoarse due to sleepless nights and mood swings.

"Speak." The boy at the table responded to her, while getting up to pour her a glass of water.The water temperature was just right, the glass was clean and clear, and it was gently placed within her reach.

She took the cup in her hand and said the two syllables she had kept in her heart.

The boy didn't answer for a while, with a complicated look on his face.It was pity, sympathy, and even more distressing.

Flora reminded him.

"No matter who said these two words to you, forget about her."

Even though she had vaguely guessed the meaning of the word, she still couldn't help asking: "I want to know the specific explanation."

The boy sighed: "We don't owe each other, and there will be no connection from now on."

With a bang, the glass fell to the ground, and water stains poured out, just like the bright red splashed all over the ground after lifting a knife.

Two clear.

In order to settle with her, the girl did not hesitate to lose her right hand, and even risked her life.

it is good.

The blue pupils slowly closed, suppressing tears.

Now that the two are clean, my tears will never flow for you again.

Years later, the girl with brown hair and blue eyes has become a young woman.One day when sorting out old books, a card just fell out, reminding her of this sad and lamentable relationship.

On that card, written in colored ink, "Wrists are white and skinned are red jade shoots, and the strings drawn from the piano are pointed and slanted". The girl with a slight smile, and the phrase "two cleansing" that came out of her mouth.

She lowered her eyes and smiled wryly, wondering if the girl was still alive.Even if it was still there, the hand that was broken for her would not be able to write such beautiful fonts anymore.

There were footsteps behind him, strong arms and a broad chest stuck to his back.The man's arm wrapped around her waist, with smooth muscle lines, and the dry and warm palm was attached to her slightly raised belly.

"What is this?" A Chinese teacher who has been teaching in a foreign country for many years is still used to speaking Chinese.

Flora raised a smile, and the happiness on her face couldn't be concealed. Even if she was talking about the sad things back then, being hugged by her lover was still sweet: "It was written by that girl back then."

A humming sound came from her ear, the man reached out to take the card, and threw it away in anger, his childish behavior made her laugh out loud.

"You are not allowed to keep thinking about her."

Flora turned around, held that handsome face in both hands, and coaxed him in fluent Chinese: "In my life, I have only been in love twice, both of whom were Chinese. One brought me a nightmare that I dare not recall." , one taught me the most beautiful language in the world, and brought me to experience the best love in the world. If there is anything worth remembering about her, it is because through her, I got you."

After being coaxed by her, the man immediately lost his temper, and his child-like smile was an unconditional doting on the woman he loves.

The palms covered the lower abdomen again: "Let's not talk about that, now I just hope that our child will be born soon."

Flora reached out and overlapped his palm.

Happiness always comes.

People who are in a nightmare, I hope you all believe so firmly.