"Do you have an appointment tomorrow night? If not, can you accompany me to a solo exhibition?"

When I was busy putting the food in my hand to solve today's lunch problem, day and night who had been sitting on the sofa with a computer in his hand and didn't know what he was looking at suddenly asked this question.I put the plate on the table, free my hands, and use a paper towel to wipe off the water droplets on the bottom of the plate.Since I settled here, day and night, who know nothing about daily behaviors, I feel relieved to entrust all the heavy responsibilities of cooking, cleaning, laundry, and washing dishes to my hands, as if I was promoted to an internal affairs supervisor.

"Why did you ask me to accompany you? Didn't you already know that I am a person with zero artistic cells? I don't know anything about the 'beauty' in your eyes." I asked with some jokes.

A long time ago, Day and Night took me to a solo exhibition, and even today I still don’t understand a group of people staring mesmerizingly as if the soles of their shoes are stuck. The face is so abstract that I dare not say it. Is it a portrait of a woman with a face? What's the point of looking at it for more than an hour? Since then, she always joked about me as a person with "zero artistic cells", and joked about it to this day.

Hearing me bring up this joke again, Day and Night pursed his lips coquettishly, put his arms around my waist, and then the two of them fell into the sofa together, put the hot pasta on the table, and played It's a joy.

"The place where the art exhibition is held is not a safe place. Although it is really brilliant to build a wooden exhibition hall on a remote turf to cater to the artistic atmosphere, this exhibition hall is far away from the block. There have been several shootings, do you really trust me to go alone?"

Day and night seemed to know that what he said could hit my weakness and make me surrender unconditionally.The next day, I really listened to all her advice, obediently put on the formal attire I had prepared for me, and accompanied her to the art exhibition.

The wooden hut is not very big, and the entrance and exit are all relying on a door. The security guard standing on the porch holds the list of invited personnel, and acts as the gatekeeper at the entrance of such a private art exhibition, distinguishing who Has the right to enter, but who should persuade them to leave.

Day and night reported her name, and my eyes moved with the security guard's fingers. When I saw my name appearing as a "female companion" after her name, the inexplicable joy in my heart was still full of wonder.

The hall of the art exhibition is much larger than its appearance, and the decoration is also very luxurious.There are long rows of large wooden tables at regular intervals where the paintings are placed. Some snacks and champagne are placed on the black painted tabletops. Many waiters wearing black bow ties are walking back and forth, serving these snacks to others. It seems that the purpose of everyone in this art exhibition is not to appreciate the paintings, but to eat and drink like me.

Day and night, I was immersed in a painting called a work of art again, quietly observing it like a creature attracted by light, and it has been more than half an hour.I was a little bored, looking around.Watching a polite gentleman not far away, he picked up the champagne on his plate, took a sip, and pretended to be deep to explain the meaning of the painting in front of him to the people around him.I also saw a low-key woman who didn't belong here hurriedly left from the last wooden table in the corner, her expression was tense, and her handbag seemed to contain some heavy object, which seemed to be heavy. There were some slender marks on the arms exposed outside the clothes.

"It seems that there are people who have no lower limit than me. She actually took the whole bottle of champagne away. It is worth learning." I thought to myself, and began to wonder if the security guard would notice if I stuffed champagne into my sleeve before leaving .

Not long after, the sponsor stood on the round platform in the center of the hall and began to talk about how the works created by the famous artists had a great impact on the contemporary art world, and how much potential the new contemporary artists have. A lengthy speech was given on the topic.Many of the artists present were invited to give speeches that made the end of this event seem even more distant.

After day and night, a tall woman also walked up to the stage, holding the microphone with a smile on her face, and the display screen behind her slowly switched her works. Like everyone else, her works were also some obscure things .In contrast, I still prefer the paintings of day and night. Even if I don't understand the reason behind it, it doesn't make people feel uncomfortable.

The artist cleared his throat and began to speak the opening remarks, but the long speech didn't even finish the beginning, it was interrupted by a sharp and harsh sound from the audience, someone pulled out the plug of her microphone .I looked in the direction of the abnormal noise, and saw that it was a woman with an extremely excited expression. She glared at the artist on the stage tremblingly, pointed at her nose, and scolded her for stealing her own creativity in a sharp voice. , stole his own work, stole his own future.If it wasn't for this dirty thief, she would be the one who should stand on the stage and enjoy the praise and honor of everyone, and it would never be her turn.

I frowned, and the more I looked, the more I felt that this woman looked familiar. Thinking about it carefully, I just saw that woman who 'stealed champagne' running out of the corner in a hurry, wasn't it her?

Her mood became more and more unstable, and the expression of the artist on the stage was also very embarrassing. She just faltered and defended the man's accusation, but she did not deny it completely. There must be a certain degree of truth. ?I sighed secretly, could these people who deal with affairs with elegance all day long be involved in such real social matters?Gently hold the palm of day and night, and look at her.The whole situation is very complicated now, if something unexpected happens later, I can drag her away immediately.

"Security! Please leave, lady, don't disturb the atmosphere here." Just as the two looked at each other, the person standing on the stage as the organizer suddenly shouted, these words were like crushing a camel The last straw instantly ignited the long-stored anger of the women in the audience. She yelled and ordered everyone to stay still, and quickly took out a lighter from her pocket.

It wasn't until then that I realized what the pungent smell that had been lingering in my nose just now was getting stronger. Her shirt was a little damp, as if she had accidentally splashed water in the bathroom just now, and her From the heavy objects that were carefully carried in her handbag just now and the lighter that she took out now, I can almost be sure that the bottle of gasoline in her handbag is in her handbag, and she must have spilled a lot of gasoline on the ground of the venue and herself , and now is to ignite everything to bid farewell to the dream that I missed.

Everything happened too fast. The skeleton of the building, which was made of wood from top to bottom in order to highlight the artistic style and romantic atmosphere, can only be reduced to a combustion-supporting object, making the house sway in an instant.The panicked crowd turned the place into a stampede in an instant, with people falling and never getting up again.I held on tightly to Day and Night's hand to prevent the crazy crowd from knocking her down, and the result of the two barely standing still was that we were rushed to the corner of the building by the flow of people. It was unclear whether the black shadow in front of him was a pillar about to collapse, or a person who was falling.Turning my head, I couldn't find the figure of Day and Night at all. The only thing I knew was that the tightly clenched palm in my hand was gradually losing strength, and it became more and more difficult for her to answer my shout.Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise, and the top beam behind her suddenly slid down and hit the ground heavily, and her palm, which was tightly held by me, was also suddenly pulled away. Without any warning, she fell day and night.I turned around in shock, and fanned the thick smoke in front of me with my hands. I vaguely saw that her waist was pressed down by a huge log that rolled down from the top, and she didn't move.

Judging from the panic state of the crowd just now, the person in charge who escaped will definitely take measures, and the fire brigade must be on the way soon, but I don't know whether day and night can last so long, waiting for their arrival and rescue.The log almost covered most of her tall figure. In the first few seconds, I could calmly warn myself not to panic and try to wake up the day and night, but when she didn't even have a slight reaction to my shout At that moment, my pretentious spirit collapsed.My mind is in a mess, the only thing I can see is all the things I lived with her in the past, all the memories are about her.

Without even thinking about it, I bent my body halfway, coughing violently because I inhaled too much smoke, and tried my best to lift the log on the other hand. After exhausting all my strength and finding it was futile, I immediately changed my mind. He turned his back and stuffed one of his legs between the logs with gaps due to his waist being pressed day and night, allowing himself to act as a lever, while the other leg knelt on the ground to support the weight of his body. Day and night gradually drag out the repression of the log.The process is uncharacteristically slow and makes me wonder if the effort was wasted.I don't know how much I dragged her out, I only know that the force transferred to my leg is getting heavier and heavier as time goes by, slowly, but it seems to let me watch my bones being smashed slowly, Cruel, but helpless.

Just when I was about to run out of strength to carry her on, a firefighter who arrived noticed this corner. He hugged Day and Night, and after repeatedly asking for my consent, he quickly took her away from the pressure of the log. At the same time, all the weight of the log fell on my legs, and the sharp pain brought a brief sanity, which made my brain, which had been frozen from breathing too much smoke, start thinking again.Before the firefighters left, they promised me that they would bring their colleagues back with them, and that they would rescue me. What I noticed was that I was taken away safely day and night.Even if she may leave some scars due to this accident in the future, all bad things will gradually fade with time. The most important thing is that she is still alive. A smart person like her must know how to choose.

As long as I think about it this way, I am satisfied.

The ferocious flames burned a big hole through the roof at an indescribable speed, and the last beam collapsed with a loud noise, and everything on it poured down, maybe fell on me, maybe hit me. It took away my remaining consciousness and roasted my body into a shapeless shape.But it’s not important anymore, I knew that I was bound to die, I even saw something like a revolving lantern revolving around in my consciousness from beginning to end, within a few minutes I had accepted the result happily and calmly.

When I encountered a crisis in my life, it was she who saved me and gave me a place to stay. She changed my life, and even became my goal of living.I think that the purpose of coming to this world for a trip has been achieved, and I will die without regret.But if I have to say it, I still feel very painful and guilty about not being able to continue to accompany day and night for the rest of my life.She hasn't learned how to use the daily items in her house, she hasn't learned my cooking skills, and she hasn't found a second person who can take care of her all the time, but I just left in a selfish way...

I'm really...not reconciled...

I seemed to feel tears streaming down my cheeks, and I wanted to stop them, but I couldn't.For me, the end of life has not caused me pain and despair because I cannot continue to stay with my sweetheart. As the master of this body, I am really incompetent...

Everything around me was buried in the sea of ​​flames. I thought that this unbearable burning sensation would continue even after death, but when I stopped breathing, I felt a cold feeling around me, as if someone At this time, I put a few ice cubes on my body, which is very comfortable.I'm starting to wonder if this is an illusion.Suddenly, a woman with long hair patted me on the shoulder from behind.

"Do you want to go back to accompany Day and Night? What a coincidence, I know a way."

she says.

"Hello, my name is Jane Tingxun, are you interested in talking to me?"

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