boyfriend died again

He Jiaze didn't set an alarm clock on Saturday, so he could sleep until he woke up naturally, which is why they dared to surf until late last night.But after waking up, He Jiaze found that something was wrong. Obviously, the room he was in now was not his bedroom, it looked more like a hotel.

He maintained a half-sitting posture for a long time, turned his head stiffly, and looked at the neatly folded clothes on the chair.

He Jiaze wouldn't fold the clothes he took off neatly when he was sober, and it was even more impossible when he was drunk.He had no idea why he was lying in the hotel room, who undressed him,

When Li Dongshuo was woken up by a phone call from He Jiaze, his head was still throbbing from the hangover, and he held the phone and said weakly, "What's the matter?"

What He Jiaze said next made him suddenly sober, He Jiaze said, "Why did you send me to the hotel yesterday?"

Li Dongshuo was at a loss: "Hotel? No, we sent you to the door of your house before leaving."

He Jiaze said: "Then why did I sleep in the hotel, and someone took off my clothes and folded them and put them next to me?"

Li Dongshuo said: "Is it so exciting?"

He Jiaze: "Is it because I was so drunk yesterday that I didn't know how to open the door, so I ran to the hotel by myself."

"Then called the guest room undressing service?" Li Dongshuo answered, and then retorted: "Impossible, Xiao Heidan and I watched you open the door and enter the room."

After hanging up the phone call, He Jiaze was even more confused, since Li Dongshuo and Bai Yu saw him coming in, and Jiang Yizhu was at home, there was no reason to let him run around.

He Jiaze got out of bed, put on his clothes with one hand, and dialed Jiang Yizhu's phone with the other hand. He tilted his head and clamped the phone between his shoulder and the side of his face. No one answered the phone, and He Jiaze began to panic , After getting dressed, wash up and rush home as quickly as possible.

The road was bustling with people coming and going, but He Jiaze had the illusion of falling into an ice cave. Fortunately, this hotel was not far from his apartment, so he took a shortcut and ran back and forth, which took less than 10 minutes.

When passing by a small alley, He Jiaze's footsteps slowed down unconsciously, and some images vaguely flashed in his mind. He was carried by Jiang Yizhu on his back, passing under the dim yellow street lights, on this alley road .

He Jiaze raised his head subconsciously, and saw the old light bulb at a glance, which was installed by the resident himself for lighting outside the door.

But what did Jiang Yizhu carry him to the hotel in the middle of the night, and he left after taking off his clothes, which didn't make sense.

He Jiaze rushed back to the apartment building with his mind full of doubts. He just stepped into the lobby and wanted to go upstairs when he was stopped by the administrator: "Hey, are you okay?"

He Jiaze: "Me?"

The administrator came out of the duty room, walked up to He Jiaze and said, "So you're not in the house, don't you know? Your house was on fire in the middle of the night last night. By the time you found out, it was over. There was someone inside who couldn't be rescued." Fortunately, the fire did not spread to other residents' homes."

He Jiaze opened his eyes wide: "What?"

The administrator said: "Although it's a blessing, it's also quite strange. It didn't spread even after it was burned like that. When I heard about it this morning, I thought it was you..."

He Jiaze didn't have time to hear what he was going to say next, so he turned around and rushed into the stairwell and rushed upstairs.

The door of the apartment was open, and the door frame was twisted. When one looked into the entrance, the walls and ceiling were scorched black.

He Jiaze didn't go into the apartment to find out what's going on. Strange to say, he was more surprised and astonished than sad. Maybe he was numb to such things.

The apartment manager probably notified the police, and He Jiaze stood in front of the apartment for a while, before being taken back by two police officers who arrived to make an interrogation statement.

He Jiaze had nothing to hide, and ended the questioning with one question and one answer.

When he walked out, an energetic female policewoman walked up to him. She was stunned for a moment when she saw He Jiaze, and then said to him, "It's you, do you remember me?"

He Jiaze shook his head and did not speak.

The policewoman said, "I was the one who took the record of your questioning last time. Was it your friend who had the accident last night?"

He Jiaze sighed, hummed and said, "It's all my fault. If I hadn't gone drinking and returned so late, probably this wouldn't have happened."

The policewoman said: "Aren't you not in the apartment last night?"

He Jiaze answered the question for the second time: "My classmates said they sent me into the room before leaving, but when I woke up, I was in the hotel."

The female policeman sighed and said, "Your house is not well feng shui, uh..." She coughed suddenly, looked around, and after making sure no one was there, she continued, "Actually, I still kind of believe in these things. The cause of the fire has been investigated very clearly, it was an accident and the fire started, don't be sad, think about it, there will be a long time to come."

He Jiaze nodded his thanks, and the other party offered him a can of iced coke. Hearing what happened to He Jiaze, he sighed and said to him, "This is the third one, get used to it early, and the relationship we will talk about in the future There's still more."

He Jiaze: "..." This was the most crying comfort he had ever heard.

After leaving the police station, He Jiaze stopped by and bought a nice little jar, then ran back to the apartment to pick up some ashes.

When chatting with the policeman earlier, I heard her say that when 119 went to the house, the people in the house were almost burnt out. People are burned to ashes. Except for crematoriums, I have never heard of such a thing.Moreover, the walls, floors, and ceilings were only superficially scorched, which is logically impossible, unless the fire had its own consciousness and deliberately treated them differently.

All the furniture in the room was also reduced to ashes. He Jiaze heard the policeman say that the man probably died on the bed in the guest room, so he ran to the guest room to shovel ashes.

He ran to the funeral shop with the small porcelain pot in his hand. He Jiaze also came to this shop to arrange the funerals of Yan Ji and Xue Chi. The shopkeeper recognized him before he even stepped into the threshold of the shop this time. .

The owner of the store is in his early 30s, named Qi Ling, and at first glance he is a gloomy and serious person, and the moment he opened his mouth, he had a strange smell: "Second Young Master He, are you here to take care of my business on purpose? Are you planning a wedding or funeral?"

He Jiaze nodded: "Yes."

Qi Ling said: "If this is a living person, you have already committed bigamy for the second time."

He Jiaze handed out the small jar: "There's no need to go to the crematorium, the person has already been burned, so let's go directly to the funeral."

Qi Ling: "..."? ? ?

After taking care of Jiang Yizhu's funeral, He Jiaze spent almost all the money in his balance. He has been starved of food by his family for a long time, and in a few days he probably won't even be able to pay for a hotel stay.He Jiaze walked aimlessly on the streets at night, and didn't really want to go home, presumably everyone in his family knew about it by now.

He hadn't eaten for a day, and he felt hungry after he relaxed, and his stomach hurt a little.

The room hadn't been refunded in the morning. It seemed that the money he paid the night before was enough for him to stay for a while. He went back to the hotel after eating something casually.

As he expected, not long after he got back to the hotel, he received a series of phone calls from his family members, all of them came to urge He Jiaze to go home. He Jiaze refused and hung up the phone, and then another person would call. Come on the phone.

The phone finally quieted down, and after a while, He Jiaze received a text message from He Zhixiu: "I don't want to go home, so don't hang around anymore, brother has a vacant house in Mingchi, the door is locked." The password is 651446. I have already persuaded my parents to let them leave you alone for a period of time. If you have no money, just tell me. You just have to be soft on your father’s side. Even if you don’t come back, you won’t be true. His cruelty made you suffer and starve outside alone.

Until then, He Jiaze didn't have any substantive feelings. He lived his day like a dream. After being informed of Jiang Yizhu's death, he went to do some things step by step. After reading this text message, He started to have a sore nose.

He Jiaze looked around the strange room he was in, and suddenly realized... It's gone, the apartment they used to live with him is gone, everything has been completely destroyed, burnt to ashes, nothing left The slightest thing that can be used as a souvenir is like being erased from his life.

The author has something to say: He Jiaze: There is no fluctuation in his heart, and he even wants to have another barbecue.

The cause of death was announced - because Zeze loved barbecue too much, Jiang Tianshi had to have some barbecue characteristics when he died.