my neighbour

"Ah! Why are you going to bed late again!" Lin Wen looked at the clock and saw that it was almost noon, and quickly turned over and got out of bed, "Song Yin, why didn't you call me?" Lin Wen thought to himself. yelled, but no one answered.

Strange... did you go first?

There was no note left on the dining table, and WeChat was quiet.Lin Wen scratched his hair a little irritably.

No matter, let's go to the company first.

After quickly washing and dressing, she put on her briefcase and ran downstairs to the subway station. After getting on the subway, Lin Wen realized that she hadn't been on the subway alone for a long time.Sure enough, there is one more person in her life, and many habits will be unconsciously influenced by another person, so that she is not used to it now, and a little...

lonely.

Swiping the card to enter the company, no one noticed her, everyone just stared at the computer numbly and tapped, and didn't care about things half a meter away.

Lin Wen let out a sigh of relief, pulled out the office chair and sat down.She turned her head to look at Song Yin's office, only to find that the shutters were open and there was no one there.

strangeness……

Lin Wen's head was a little dizzy, and an ominous premonition came to his heart.She forced herself not to look at Song Yin's office anymore, but she couldn't concentrate on looking at the computer screen in front of her.Fortunately, it was not long before the lunch break, and she was soon freed from this torment.

Lin Wen dialed Song Yin's phone and walked towards the cafeteria, but no matter how many times she called, Song Yin's phone was always unanswered.A little discouraged, Lin Wen put down his phone, went to the window to have dinner in a daze, and sat down at a random seat.

Not long after sitting down, a person suddenly sat down on the opposite side.Lin Wen was a little surprised. She looked around and found that there were still many empty seats around. Just when she raised her head in confusion, her eyes widened in shock.

Lin Jiang was dressed in casual clothes with almost no makeup. His snow-white skin was lined with extremely black long hair, like a blooming white lily, restrained and fragrant.

"Sister Lin..." Lin Wen stammered.

Lin Jiang nodded: "Eat." After speaking, he stuffed a spoonful of rice into his mouth, chewed it, and then frowned, but didn't say much.

"What... what's wrong?" Lin Wen was a little nervous, and subconsciously told her that as long as Lin Jiang appeared, nothing good would happen.

"Come home with me, Lin Wen." Hearing this, Lin Jiang raised his head and showed a tired smile.

Lin Wen shook his head.

Lin Jiang stood up suddenly, put his hands on the table, and made a "bang" sound.Lin Wen trembled in fright.

"At least think about it." Lin Jiang looked down at his sister.

Lin Wen pursed his lips, a little aggrieved, but still shook his head.

Lin Jiang sat back in her seat, as if she had aged ten years in an instant, and sighed long. When she looked at Lin Wen again, Lin Wen would never forget that look in her life.

She stared at a brown paper envelope that Lin Jiang took out from the bag, put it in front of her, and said to her, "Why do you have to hurt yourself?"

Lin Wen tremblingly reached out to pick up the envelope. The harmless brown paper envelope was as hot as boiling iron. Even so, she mechanically opened the seal, so much force that the photos in the envelope scattered all over the table.

There are all kinds of photos, the protagonists in the photos are two women, the scene is constantly changing, the only thing that remains the same is a woman with long curly hair and a beautiful appearance, who can't be forgotten just by looking at it.

Song Yin.

Lin Wen picked up one of the photos, and her fingertips trembled unconsciously. She looked at the two people in the photo, with their long hair tangled together, and their kissing posture was voluptuous and sensational.The woman in front of Song Yin had extremely fair skin, and her slightly restrained eyes were blurred and moving. Looking at her face, Lin Wen suddenly felt that a row of extremely blunt steel combs had been scraped across his brain.

"Sorry, I went the wrong way."

This woman, she has seen.

She met her at Song Yin's door.

why treat me like this.

Lin Wen's throat tightened, and his eye sockets became sore.She put away the photos, only to find that there was a small black USB flash drive in the envelope, but she didn't have the courage to explore any further.

She awkwardly put the envelope into her bag, but the phone rang at this moment.

Lin Jiang.

"Hello?" Lin Wen answered the phone.

"Have you seen it?" Lin Jiang's tone was very calm, as if he was just asking Lin Wen if he had eaten.

"Is there... some misunderstanding..." Lin Wen defended in a low voice with a little confidence.

"...Little sister, come back." Lin Jiang was silent for a moment, and uttered two words that he hadn't uttered for many years.

Lin Wen trembled all over, and tears overflowed his eyes uncontrollably.

"I will protect you well and won't let anyone hurt you again. For you, I can give up everything I have." Lin Jiang's voice became very unstable, intermittent, with a trill, but she still insisted on speaking , "I can't live without you, come back to me, come back okay?"

Lin Wen closed his eyes and almost crushed the phone with his right hand: "I... want to hear Song Yin explain to me."

Lin Jiang on the other end of the phone was stunned, a few round teardrops slid down his cheeks, and dripped from his sharp chin onto his snow-white collar.

"For so many years...in your heart..." Lin Jiang was in extreme pain, his heart was beating like it was going to explode, and every breath was a fatal torture, "If this is the case, then don't blame me... ..." After Lin Jiang finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Lin Wen walked out of the company aimlessly, and even forgot to ask for leave, so he hailed a taxi and got in.

Tears were still constantly washing his cheeks, but his heart seemed to be blocked by cement. No matter how the tears flowed, it could not reduce the coldness in it.

At the same time, Lin Jiang dialed another person's phone and was picked up after two rings. She said in a wooden voice, "Just leave her a breath."

The man's voice came from the other end of the microphone, appearing brisk and playful, he replied: "Of order, my future wife."

Chapter28

When Song Yin opened the door again, the sky was completely dark, and a few stars hung alone in the dark blue sky.

There was a dull pain in the lower abdomen, and every bending down was very painful.There was something in the pocket of the suit pants sticking to his thigh. Song Yin took it out and saw that it was a smartphone whose screen had been kicked into pieces.The lock screen button still works, but the screen is completely broken and cannot be swiped.

On the shattered screen like a spider web, there were more than a dozen red missed calls, all of which were from the same person.

Lin Wen.

Song Yin fumbled for the two words with his fingers for a while, then stuffed the phone back into the bag.

Anyway, let's go home first.

Song Yin was walking wearily. Her current physical condition made her dare not drive any more, and she didn't want to go to crowded subway stations, so she had to walk slowly step by step.Walking for a long time makes the feet in high heels sore and painful, but Song Yin has long been used to this.

She has become what she is today, and everything in her body has been meticulously massaged. In the face of countless pains, she has learned how to close her heart and the ability to ignore pain.

Just when Song Yin passed by the garage that must be passed by the company to her home, suddenly there was a fierce sound of high heels stomping on the ground beside her ear, and she frowned and turned her head.

Ming ran out of the garage in embarrassment. At this time, she had long lost her usual elegance and calmness. Her makeup mottled by tears, disheveled hair, and torn clothes all revealed her panic and calmness at this time. frightened.

"Ming?" Song Yin took a step forward.

Ming threw himself into her arms in an instant, trembling violently.Song Yin frowned even tighter, and she asked, "What's wrong with you? Have you been bullied?"

Ming slowly raised his head in Song Yin's arms, his pale lips trembled, and three words overflowed from his mouth: "I'm sorry."

In the next second, Song Yin was hugged tightly by Ming, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break free from this hug.At this time, Song Yin was horrified to find that several people appeared out of the dark underground garage at some time, all dressed in pitch black, each wearing a clown mask to cover up their real faces.

"Let go of me, Ming!" Song Yin had a vague premonition of what was going to happen next, so he yelled at Ming behind him.

"Song Yin, just help me for the last time...I want to live a good life, I want to be free..."

"sorry Sorry."

Song Yin gave up struggling, and several masked figures had already come to his eyes.

Her cheek was roughly pinched by one of the men, the leather glove was rough to the touch, and that hand turned her face from side to side like a toy: "It's really good, no wonder it can fascinate the second child of the Lin family so much that even my family My sister doesn't even recognize me."

The male voice from under the mask was low and joking. He let go of Song Yin's cheeks, then took off the gloves on his hands and threw them to the masked people behind him, saying indifferently: "But I'm not interested in women, let them serve you well .”

In the next second, Song Yin's head was covered with a pure black cloth bag, and he fell down on the cold and hard floor tiles under the push of several people.

"Have you ever tried this? In the underground garage..." Zhang Chuan lit a cigarette, looked condescendingly at Song Yin who fell on the ground, and said happily, "That bitch Lin Jiang is really cunning. Let me do the dirty work and make me look like a gangster murderer."

Lin Jiang...

that is not……

When Song Yin heard the name, her pupils dilated suddenly, but before she could think about it, a dull pain came from the back of her head, as if her head was stuffed into a huge copper bell and was knocked from the outside.

Song Yin seemed to be in the ups and downs of the waves, and seemed to be falling in the sky full of stars, his thoughts drifted far away, and his body became very heavy.

Song Yin couldn't remember clearly what happened next, but she only remembered that she was rolling up and down in a cold deep sea, and the sticky and wet seaweed kept wrapping her body, unable to break free or escape.

Subconsciously opened his mouth to try to breathe fresh oxygen, but tasted a salty and astringent liquid.

The world is pitch black.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Yin woke up from the coma.The cloth bag on her head had been removed, and she was surprised to find that she was actually lying in her car at this time.The clothes were no longer the original ones, and the body seemed to have been washed, without any traces.

The bright red numbers on the electronic clock in the car show the words 03:30.

It's already midnight.

Enduring the severe pain in his body, Song Yin started the car and slowly drove towards the apartment.

……

Lin Wen sat on the soft and spacious sofa in Song Yin's house, turned off the lights, and the street lamp outside the window poured into the room, becoming the only light source.

Lin Wen's consciousness was in a trance, her body was very tired, but her mixed thoughts forced her to sleep.She had to wait, to wait for Song Yin to come back.

She wants an explanation.

Song Yin walked out of the elevator wearily, entered the password of the electronic door, pushed the door open with a "bang", almost fell to the ground from exhaustion.After a while, she got up and turned on the light in the living room.

"You're back." Lin Wen said quietly.

Song Yin was so frightened that he almost lost his breath.

She turned around, and as if remembering something, she pushed her hair forward without any trace, and stood in front of her: "You are here, I have a social event today, and I drank some wine..."

Lin Wen stood up and walked in front of Song Yin. Before Song Yin could realize what was going on, his collar was roughly torn off.

Below is a sensational mess.

Song Yin's expression changed drastically.

"What is this?" Lin Wen's breathing became very unsteady, she let go of her hand, raised her head and stared at Song Yin, her eyes turned red instantly, "This dress is not yours, you never wear orchid-flavored perfume .”

"I..." Song Yin's brain seemed to have crashed, and he couldn't utter a single syllable at all.

Lin Wen picked up the kraft paper envelope from the table, threw it at Song Yin's face, and the photos scattered all over the sky.

"Give me an explanation."

Song Yin knelt down and picked up one of them, on it was a photo of her and Ming kissing together, and then she picked up another photo, which showed a middle-aged woman holding her shoulders.

"That's it...that's it..." Song Yin's voice was a little choked up.

"But it's all over..." Song Yin raised his head, trying to pull out a smile.

"Is that so..." Lin Wen took two steps back, the emotion in his eyes was rapidly evaporating and disappearing, condensing into ice inch by inch.

She grabbed the coat that was still on the sofa, and stopped for a while when she walked around Song Yin's body, and then threw a small and exquisite key on the ground: "Let's break up."

"No!" Song Yin rushed forward, dragged Lin Wen's calf tightly, raised his head and said tremblingly, "Quickly ask me why, you ask me why I am like this, Lin Wen, don't go..."

"Okay." Lin Wen knelt down and looked at Song Yin at the same level, and said word by word, "Why?"

"Because I lied to you." Song Yin looked at himself in Lin Wen's eyes, but found that his reflection in it became shallower, more blurred and distorted.

A steady stream of tears fell from Lin Wen's eyes. She blinked several times in an unbelievable way, and said in a nasal voice, "But...why..."

"I'm at the mercy of others because I owe a debt...I have to pay the debt...Her target has always been Lin Jiang instead of you, and I have never done anything to betray you!" Song Yin grabbed Lin Wen nervously. corner of the clothes.

She has been trained by that woman as a special lover who exists as a "commodity", and the woman uses her to obtain valuable information from insiders.The woman arranged for Song Yin to contact Lin Jiang's only younger sister, Lin Wen, because Lin Wen was her sister's only weakness.But she was moved by Lin Wen's sincerity, and she was willing to trap herself deeper and deeper.Song Yin often wondered, if it was someone else instead of Lin Wen, would she still do this?The answer is yes without exception.Her heart has struggled in the quagmire for too long, and the lonely night almost swallowed her up.As long as there is a sporadic hope, she will do her best to pounce on it.

Over time, the intense feeling of wanting to be redeemed slowly turns into a desire for companionship, a desire for genuine, undeceitful affection.Lin Wen seems to be her most perfect dream, even every flaw is so charming and lovely, but now, the dream must wake up.

She was so desperate that she could only swallow tears and endure silently.

"The woman in that photo doesn't exist?" Lin Wen's tears fell silently.

Song Yin's eyes widened because of fear, and he panted violently and said, "Ming... I'm sorry for her, and I'm sorry for you too..."

"So what you said was all a lie to me?"

"You never loved me at all... did you..." Lin Wen lowered his eyes.

"No...it's not like that..."

"Those are all true!" Song Yin straightened up and hugged Lin Wen tightly into his arms, his body trembling violently because of fear, but he didn't dare to shed a single tear.

"Do not touch me."

"You're so dirty." Lin Wen pushed Song Yin away slowly but firmly, ignoring her extremely painful expression, grabbed her clothes and stood up.

"thump--"

The corner of the clothes was tightly grabbed by the people behind, Lin Wen looked back indifferently, Song Yin actually knelt on the ground, holding her clothes corner in a humble posture: "Didn't you say that you will always be with me? I was wrong...don't go..."

"please."

Lin Wen took out the corner of his clothes from Song Yin's hand inch by inch, smiled slightly at Song Yin, and said a word from his lips:

"roll."

In the silent night, the bright red roses collapsed on the ground, gradually withering.

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