fatal attraction

Ying Zhao's high-heeled shoes are very thin. Although they are not sky-high, they are really tiring after walking so much.So he kicked off his shoes, carried them, and stood aside.

When Qiao Hanyin asked, her eyes were still on Ying Zhao.

The moon is quite big today, but there are no stars, and the moon is also hairy, which is different from the last scene of the movie where the full moon hangs high and the woman stands silently by the river.

Qiao Hanyin also went to watch today's screening.

The past half a year was a long time for her, as if it had pulled her out of a muddled state.

But she doesn't really want to be sober.

So when Yuan Yichen said bluntly that he would not excuse her, she was also indifferent.After the previous admiration in front of the other party was removed, she was even a little contemptuous, looking at Yuan Yichen as if she were looking at a piece of useless paper.

She doesn't know how many years she can live, but she feels that the years she has lived can be regarded as half of her life.

For half of his life, he was obscured by the illusory bright future, forgetting what kind of aptitude he was originally.

Material is the most important thing in life.

She has thought that way since she was a child.

So the Yuan family is a springboard for her. She wants to step on this board to go to a higher place. Recalling the feeling of seeing Yuan Yichen for the first time, it was just a good-looking, rich man who might be useful. That's all.

At that time, I didn't expect that I would use my body to bind the other party in an attempt to stimulate Ying Zhao again and again.

I hope the other party can break out completely.

Yingzhao is an extinct volcano.

She wants her to live.

While oppressing the other party, she loathed the other party, and at the same time couldn't do without her.

Tossing from a child to the present age, but got nothing.

The road to starlight that she once longed for has been completely extinguished, and she is actually not sad.

She was originally a vain and dreamless person.

Enjoy the pursuit, eager to pack yourself with expensive.

They are all vain ambitions. After fighting for several years and losing everything, Ying Zhao is the one he hates the most.

Why hate her?

Can't imagine again.

Just like now, her hand holding the knife is sticking to her leg, the tip of the knife has scratched the fabric, sticking to the skin, but the cold touch can't tear away the longing in her heart that was wrestling with hatred, and finally that The shameful and embarrassing thoughts rushed out, turning into complicated eyes, lingering on Ying Zhao.

How can she not be old.

Why is she still so sad and joyless.

how did she...

Why doesn't she stand beside me?

Ying Zhao stood barefoot on the ground with her high heels on. She hadn't been so casual for many years. When she was running around for a living, she was disheartened and had no time to dress up. Now that she dressed up for work, she missed the lightness.

The experience of each stage of life is different, because of this, the pain on the soles of her feet is relieved a little, and the whole person is much more relaxed.

But there was someone next to her who made it difficult for her.

"What answer do you want to hear?"

Ying Zhao looked into the distance, the lights in the urban area were continuous, and there were continuous trucks passing by on the road under his feet.

This area is the best route for these trucks to go out, so the road quality is not very good, and it has been potholed not long after it was repaired.

She was familiar with this place when she was fifteen or sixteen years old, but she didn't expect that nearly 20 years later, she still remembers it very clearly when she came here.

Those years were full of turmoil, but I tasted the sweetness later, but the memories are all bitter.

No one answered for a long time, she lowered her head and saw that Qiao Hanyin had already torn off her mask, revealing a not-so-spirited face.

The words "not very energetic" appear on Qiao Hanyin's body, which is actually very rare.

She is a very energetic person, not the kind of pleasing vitality, but a kind of arrogance that is actually not very pleasing.

Hold your head high every day, and wear clothes that are different from others, at least they look better.Will not frown, always domineering.

Now with drooping eyebrows and eyes, the extremely short hair fell from the ears to the cheeks, she didn't stroke it, and after a long time, she said in a hoarse voice——

"I want to hear from you."

"That doesn't sound like something you'd say."

Ying Zhao took a deep breath, and didn't ask questions about why she was released from prison and why she knew she was here.

There are many things that you don't need to ask, you will always know.

"Then what should I say?" Qiao Hanyin raised her head abruptly, she stood up, took Ying Zhao's arm, and said loudly, "I said I'm not rare?"

"Impossible!" Her eyes are very big, and the kind of cute heroine who plays an idol drama can also act very well, her eyes are like water.It's a pity that even if there is water in his eyes on this occasion, Ying Zhao no longer has the kindness and love he used to have, "I wish I was not rare, but not now!"

"No..." The strength in her hand was lighter, "It's not now, it's not... It's always been not, I'm rare, I'm so rare... But I can't do this, it's wrong..."

She muttered something wrong, Ying Zhao stood aside, indifferent.

Qiao Hanyin suddenly wanted to throw herself into the opponent's arms.Ying Zhao stretched out her hand, and she backed away.In her memory, the only close contact between herself and Ying Zhao was when she was in school.It's ridiculous to say that the two of them have maintained a sister relationship for so many years, and they have never even had a hug.A little bit close, basically came to pick her up on a rainy day, the two of them were wearing a raincoat, she hid in a small world separated by a tarpaulin, sniffing each other's scent for a short time, thinking of me while turning Reluctantly, he couldn't help reaching out to circle the other person's waist.

Immediately let go again.

Occasionally, when the wheels rolled over a puddle and dirty water splashed up her skirt, she would say, "Can you please stop doing this."

Ying Zhao's voice seemed to come from afar, and he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Hanyin, my sister missed it."

Ying Zhao always spoke softly to her.

It's different from others.

Others were friends like Xiao Wenqi, and Ying Zhao drank and chatted loudly with them.

Those chattering children in the alley, when they see Ying Zhao, they call out to their elder sister and beg for something to eat. Ying Zhao is afraid of being chased occasionally, so he simply picks up one of them and lifts it up, "I'm going to be begged by you all, Little rascal."

At this time, she was pampered by an adult.

There are also her male friends, sometimes met through work, and some are alumni of higher vocational schools that Ying Zhao has studied for a while.

Fluffy, to be honest, it can be counted, when I came to find Ying Zhao, I stuttered.

Ying Zhao was different back then, she was a little cold.

Turning to her, the eyes are different.

I am another kind of "other".

She understands.

How could she not understand? At that time, she saw Kong Yitang's eyes mixed with longing and envy, and she naturally understood how Ying Zhao saw her.

And she had seen this look when she was a child.

Two women, rubbing each other's ears and temples in front of the hospital bed.

The superficial couple in her cognition is a man and a woman, and it has become a huge crack. In the crack are the voices of Ying Zhao's mother and her own father in the bedroom, and the intimate behavior of her mother and a very good aunt.

It was as if something had split her body, causing her mind to be poisoned before her body grew up.

Toxin.

She didn't understand why her mother hinted that her father was disgusting with Ying Zhao's mother while being with other women.

Are they like this too?

But she is ignorant, love and hate are mixed, she can only choose to hate outsiders.

She hated Ying Zhao's mother, so she never accepted the other party's kindness, and hated that aunt, so she avoided him after her mother died.

Adults have complicated feelings.

When I grow up, I love and hate and weave, disgusting, and there is no way to escape.

He can only use Ying Zhao unscrupulously, enjoy the admiration she thinks is restrained very well, enjoy Ying Zhao who is subject to this admiration, monopolize her, and tie her down.

If there is a mistake, then take that mistake away, or make Ying Zhao more painful.

The more it hurts, the more she will love me.

Unfortunately not.

She underestimated this kind of love, which she thought was dirty, intolerant but self-enjoying.

The whole line of her career collapsed, and it was no regret that her hobby that she had decided to last her whole life was destroyed by another person, but it was a pity that she lost everything in the final competition.

So when Nie Qi released her on bail, she was both excited and surprised.

After all, that man didn't seem to be easy to provoke, but faintly, she felt that this man had nothing to do with him.

What was lost, now clamoring to regain it.

"Miss Qiao, happy cooperation."

In the dimly lit place, she followed Nie Qi down the path to a room full of pictures of a woman she didn't recognize, but when she turned it over, it was Ying Zhao and Kong Yitang's pictures again.

Zhang Zhang is intimate, and that kind of emotion is easily revealed, and she feels like a knife is piercing her heart just by looking at it.

"I don't have any demands. I just don't want Kong Yitang to be happy. If she is not happy, I will be happier." The man laughed, "Do less illegal things, or..."

He is not ugly in appearance, but his tone is creepy.

"It's all up to you. Now I want to have a good pregnancy in my next life, so one size at a time. If you make Kong Yitang unhappy or her people unhappy, I'll be done."

"You made Kong Yitang's legs unhappy last time, but I'm happy to see it succeed."

Nie Qi smiled softly, "I've provided you with a few ways."

……

Ying Zhao still didn't die, and his reputation didn't stink.

God's response to Zhao is always so good.

She has reached Consummation, what about me?

She had been dormant for so long, and she thought she would hate her more and more.

but no.

She has been there since the first meeting of the new movie, until today when it was screened, she saw Ying Zhao in the movie and the final interview.

Ying Zhao was thinking about her mother.

That gorgeous-looking woman who is unwilling to be lonely.

her stepmother.

The stepmother had died for many years, and her father was no different from dead, lying on the bed with weak breathing for more than ten years.

She followed the other party's car, but she didn't expect that the destination was a nursing home, which later turned into a funeral home.

understood.

The careful planning at the beginning was put on hold, and when she saw Ying Zhao holding incense and bowing before the coffin, she threw away the drugged handkerchief that she had prepared early in the morning.

Keep the knife, it's still useful.

She never seemed so peaceful.

Hysterical calm.

"It's wrong for two women to be together...?"

She asked Ying Zhao.

The scar on her forehead was not very obvious under the moonlight, Ying Zhao didn't understand why Qiao Hanyin asked such a question suddenly.

"Didn't you say disgusting?"

She turned her head to the side and rubbed her temples.

"My mom, and her friends, did that."

Qiao Hanyin lowered her head and took a deep breath. When the night wind blew, she took off her hat and threw it away.

Very short hair, except for work, she doesn't style it short.

Even if it is cut short for work, it has to be connected immediately, saying it looks good.

"your mom?"

Ying Zhao was a little surprised, but she didn't show much interest.

"They all lied to me. My father said that he would not find a stepmother for me. My mother said that a husband and a daughter are enough for a lifetime."

"They're all liars."

The honest and honest man said he would never marry again, but he had sex with someone else while his wife was lying in the hospital.

The virtuous woman told her daughter how good your father is, while kissing her friend in the hospital.

They are all liars.

The helpless panic of her childhood overwhelmed her heart over time. Qiao Hanyin trembled, covered her mouth, her body trembled more and more, and finally knelt on the ground and said hoarsely, "You lied to me too."

"You said you'd be with Hanyin forever."

"Forever with me."

The appeal of her sudden sadness should not be underestimated, Ying Zhao held the high-heeled shoes with one hand and tried not to bend down.

I hope that I am ruthless, and I hope that I will not pretend to be indifferent and become truly indifferent.

But it's so difficult.

What the two of them have experienced together cannot be erased, and her promise is also true, but at this point, she has indeed tried her best.

"Can you give me a hug? Just give me a hug."

The leaves rustled, and the sound of truck horns on the road below left a trace in the silent night. Qiao Hanyin reached out and held Ying Zhao's ankle, "Sister."

"I was wrong."