Pig feet are not human series

There is always a smell of medicine on the Internet, you think I can't smell it, but I know it, my heart is transparent, I know everything you do.

You want to push me off the cliff, but unfortunately I found out a long time ago, I hid, you stepped on the ground without support, I think this is a good opportunity, I can take you away, with me, we are in the underworld Will always be happy.

I took your hand and jumped down with you.

It's a pity that you didn't fall to your death. You were rescued by an old man, and after lying in the hospital for more than a month, you came back to life alive and kicking.

You think I'm dead, you'll never hear me again.

In fact, I died very early, when we swore that we would live and die together.

At that time, I was full of vigor, with an excellent family, handsome appearance, and tall stature. I was simply God's darling.

At school, I was the best student in the whole school. No matter what major I was in, I was transparent. The teachers praised me vigorously, the classmates flattered me, and the juniors adored me crazily.

I was good at basketball, and a whole bunch of people were screaming like crazy to watch me play.

At that time, I also thought that I was the darling of God, squandering the tolerance of others wantonly, and the admiring eyes of others could only satisfy my own vanity.

Until one day, a boy wrote me a love letter.

I have never tasted the taste of a man, so I agreed to have a one-night stand with you.

We opened a room in the hotel, and I saw you in a sleek dress with a bunch of red hair, and a cigarette dangling from your mouth.

I have always been a good student for thousands of years, and I have never smoked. I pretended to be proficient and snatched the cigarette in your hand, and took a strong puff, but I was so choked that I couldn't find it.

It was the first time you laughed at me, and I overwhelmed you angrily, fought hard over and over again, and finally I barely gained the upper hand.

Pat your ass to tell me what to do?

You don't want to live or die, and among us who were struggling, you finally surrendered. My face was flushed from holding back, and your whole body was pink.

That night was so cool, I ran to find you every day like an addiction, and made love to you crazily.

But the good times don't last long, and long-term sex makes you boring.

You said: I am not gentle enough, inexperienced, always make you hurt, regardless of your feelings.

You said: I don't know how to take care of people, you take care of me every time.

You said: You are obviously hurt, you are the one who is hurt every time, why is it me who enjoys every time, but in the end it is you who take care of me.

You said: When I have more experience and know how to care about your feelings, let me come to you again.

I was heartbroken, but I was doing what you said, and during that time I frantically started making boyfriends and learning from experience.

My temper began to restrain, I learned to cook, I learned to be gentle, and I learned to be scruples about others.

But a large number of boyfriends made me owe one romantic debt after another.

When I swore to be with you forever and ever, my last boyfriend committed suicide.

It's a pity that he didn't die. He was sent to the hospital after being discovered in time, and was discharged within two days.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, I was asked to pick him up, and I went.

In his rented house, he drank sleeping pills for me, and I saw the heat in his eyes, just like me to you.

When I woke up, I saw him sleeping with another me in his arms.

I didn't bother him, I opened the door lightly and left.

On the street, no one looked at me strangely, and I was relieved a lot.

I didn't tell anyone that I had been to his rental house. I went back and moved my things silently, put them together with yours, and moved into your house.

There is a black puppy in the house, but that little black dog doesn't seem to notice me.Every day, I follow my ass to eat.

Until one day I saw him in the vegetable market, he seemed crazy, wearing black and white hospital clothes, he found me, pointed at my nose and shouted loudly, his expression was as ugly as a ghost, "Aren't you dead? You Why are you still alive?"

His loud roar attracted many people to watch. They all looked at me strangely, and my voice trembled, "You madman, I am not dead! How could I die? You are mentally ill."

I hurriedly picked up my cell phone and called 110.

I turned around and saw you, and you looked at me in astonishment, as if you couldn't believe it.

From then on, you started to avoid me, and even secretly burned the human paper to death.

Not only you started to blame, Xiao Hei also yelled at me as if he had discovered something.

Even I began to doubt myself, am I alive or dead?

The more you hide from me, the more disturbed I feel, the more I want to pester you.

The number of times you go home began to decrease. I frantically looked for you everywhere every night, asking from store to store if anyone named Lin Haisheng had been here. He is very handsome, about 1.7 meters five, very thin, with a Wearing a silver ring.

The shopkeepers told me embarrassingly that no such person had ever been there.

Did you change, or did I change?

Finally one day, you told me gently that you would take me to climb the mountain.

I am very happy, changing clothes over and over again, trying to save your eyes.

In the setting sun, you bring a camera and ask me to stand aside. It is best to close your eyes, open your hands, and make an expression of enjoyment.

You said: You want to take pictures of my most beautiful moments.

I said: good

You said: stand on the side, I want to take a picture of you standing in the clouds

I said: good

Click!Click!Click!Every time the camera rings, you take a step closer

You said: You want to take pictures of every corner of me.

I raised the corners of my mouth in happiness, but there were tears in the corners of my eyes.

You finally couldn't help but do it, but I also have my plan, and I don't plan to go on like this anymore.

As you push me, I dodge, you miss the ground, I grab your wrist, and we jump together.

You in the air had a painful expression on your face, and you grabbed my shirt tightly with both hands, and finally looked at me as if you were grasping a glimmer of hope, shaking your head non-stop.

After all, my heart relented, I held you in my arms, and turned around holding you one second before falling.

You've changed since then, you think I'm dead, you can't hear me anymore, all of you can't hear me anymore, think of me as air.

And I really became air, air without form.

They all say that when someone misses you, you are there, and when everyone no longer remembers you, you don't exist.

When everyone thinks I'm alive, I'm alive, whether in reality or in their hearts, and when they start to forget me, I really don't exist anymore.

When you forget me, I don't exist.

Maybe after tonight I won't exist.

In the past, I always panicked, afraid that you would forget me, so I always appeared in front of you from time to time, pestering you, and loving you.

But I'm tired, and I don't want to see you crying, looking at me in panic, with confused eyes.

Maybe I really don't exist anymore, it's good for everyone.

Tonight may be our last night, I know you are tired, but I don't want to lose this last tender time.

Forgive my selfishness.

I gently sat on the edge of the bed, looked at your tired sleeping face, traced your outline with my fingers, and lifted the quilt, you were not wearing any clothes inside.

You must have thought that I would occupy you every night like before, so I didn't wear any clothes at all, but this saved me a lot of trouble.

I climbed onto the bed and hugged you from the back, I didn't do anything, just hugged you so quietly, what I wanted to do was stimulated by your reaction.

I close my eyes, thinking about what I usually do at this time, usually at this time I will enter your body rudely, see you frowning in your sleep, you will raise your sore hands, rub your confused Eyes, then half-squinting to see me on top of you.

Relax your expression, lift your weak leg and kick me, but unfortunately I grabbed your ankle, I will break your leg, look at the place where you and I are combined, how much I want to press on the head of our bed Mirror so you can see your lewd look.

You dazedly yelled at me, "Slut, bitch, what else do you do besides having sex?"

I will shrug my shoulders helplessly, and then I will straighten myself up in your body, and I will not admit defeat and say; "I will fuck you and feed you."

At this time, you will definitely pick up the pillow and hit me. Even if I can escape, I will not hide, because if you hide, you will be unhappy.

Whenever this time, there is finally a smile in your tired eyes.

Without me bothering you in the future, you will no longer suffer from insomnia, nightmares, physical exhaustion, and mental shackles.

It's dawn and I'm leaving.

Whether you heard it or not, I want to tell you, forget me, and you will be free.

I saw your shoulders go stiff for a moment, then relax.

I got out of bed, opened the door, and decided to take a good look at the city I live in.

Look at its prosperity, its staleness, its corruption.

One day, two days, half a month later...

Every day I can feel that my body is gradually becoming transparent, I can no longer hold stones, I can't touch anything, even the lightest balloon, others will pass through my gradually transparent body.

When my body becomes transparent to a certain extent, I will disappear completely.

There is no more me in the world!

A month later...

I leaned against the dark wall, I could no longer walk, I could no longer see my hands and feet, only my thoughts could still move and think.

I miss you, but it's a pity that I will never pester you again, and I can never pester you again.

You are free, completely free.

After a month and a half...