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"Come back, Wanrou, have you figured it out?"

"Well, Tang Luo and I shouldn't have a relationship. Now that she is dead, I don't need to always care about it. Thanks to you, Jianming, for letting me understand what family is."

"That's right, Wanrou, I don't feel too guilty even if you kill someone, this is not our foolish sister who helped her, tonight... is it okay?"

"can."

Chen Wanrou hugged Shang Jianming, who was in a state of confusion, and fell into the bathtub together. The man just wanted to touch his hands, but in the next second, Chen Wanrou shackled him with cold shackles. The woman blocked his opening with a towel and cursed, expressionlessly He poured a pot of scalding boiling water onto Shang Jianming's restless place, and he burst into tears, struggling like a dying fish in the bathtub.

"Tang Luo, are you satisfied with me doing this?" Chen Wanrou said to Shang Jianming intentionally, staring at her flushed skin, her eyes staring blankly at an empty place.

Shang Jianming whimpered and didn't recover for a long time, she was crazy, she was really crazy, crazy woman!Or... is Tang Luo really here?

Chen Wanrou patted Shang Jianming's face and said, don't worry, I'll boil another pot. There are plugs and electric kettles in the bathroom. Shang Jianming was sweating and crying, watching the 25°C water turn into 120°C again. The boiling water, the eyes rolled up in fright.

But just as he didn't give Tang Luo a chance or hope, Chen Wanrou didn't give him a chance, one pot, two pots, three pots... Boiling water poured over Shang Jianming's thighs, and that thing was completely useless. While waiting for the water to boil, , not overwhelmed by the torment that Tang Luo was bound by the rope at that time.

Seeing that he was going to faint, Chen Wanrou slapped him to wake him up, put a bathtub of cold water mixed with many ice cubes to hang his soul, Shang Jianming's own life was in the hands of others, panicked like never before, he cried and cried He screamed, the pain made him want to bite his tongue to kill himself, but he couldn't help it, the white soft towel stuffed his mouth tightly.

He had never seen Chen Wanrou like this before, she was so timid, how could she, how dare... Another slap, Shang Jianming's neck twisted to the left, unable to come back for a while, Chen Wanrou's cold and thin fingertips were tied little by little Tight, the middle fingers and thumbs of both hands slowly wrap around the man's thick neck, just forming a circle.

The water was overflowing, Shang Jianming curled up in pain and fear like the loach he cut off before, and continued to roll his eyes and let out a heart-piercing cry. The more Chen Wanrou thought of Tang Luo, the harder he tried, the words "kill for life" kept It kept echoing in her mind, mixed with Tang Luo's crying. She had indeed lost her mind, and she should lose her mind.

There was a hasty knock on the door, Chen Wanrou paused, and the man took a breath.

With a creak, the door was opened, and the neighbor was just about to yell at him for keeping people from sleeping in the middle of the night, when he found that Chen Wanrou was wet and wearing a bathrobe, looking at herself with apologetic expression.

The old lady lived for most of her life, guessing that the young man was playing tricks, she also saw the ring on Chen Wanrou's ring finger, and sighed: "You guys should be a little quieter, good feelings are good feelings, then you can't... keep shouting, you are still a man ...ah, isn't it?"

"Sorry." Chen Wanrou nodded with a smile, very polite and obedient, the warm light shone on her, very gentle, just like her name, but her voice was so hoarse that it gave the old lady a big jump.

"Aren't you going to get a divorce?"

"married."

The old lady got a non-questionable answer, and stopped disturbing them, shook her head, walked away on crutches, and said before leaving: "Man, what is better than being alive."

Chen Wanrou, who was leaning on the door, loosened a little, remembering the unreal dream before, Tang Luo told her, you must live well.

If he really ended up with Shang Jianming at home, then he would be imprisoned. Why should he let him die in exchange for his own and Tang Luo's?Chen Wanrou can't live without Tang Luo, but if that's your wish.

Back in the bathroom, Shang Jianming, who had been drowned to the point of fainting, was awakened by Chen Wanrou again. The water was swirling on the floor drain, and the woman was hoarse, her aura was indeed like a praying mantis preparing to kill her spouse. It's just not for the continuation of life: "I will call the police to deal with it. Of course, you owe Tang Luo, and now you have to pay it back slowly."

Thinking of Tang Luo's red and peeling knuckles, Chen Wanrou put the rope around his neck. The distance was very short. If he wanted to survive, he had to work hard to raise his chest. The woman put on high heels, stepping on and twisting it inch by inch, When the man was dying, it was dawn, and the woman poured all her medicine into Shang Jianming's mouth and called the police.

Muling Mountain was quickly blocked, and it was completely stopped because the protection measures of the scenic spot were not in place. The police also found Tang Luo's body according to the address provided by Chen Wanrou, and it was confirmed that he had died before falling off the cliff. An old policeman sighed: "If She was not strangled to death by the rope, she was lucky, she might be saved if she fell."

Because of the extremely bad circumstances of the case, Shang Jianming was sentenced to be shot and executed a few months later. Because of Chen Wanrou's abuse of lynching, she created wounds on Shang Jianming's body that were almost identical to those of Tang Luo. She was supposed to be sentenced for a long time, but it was because of her She was already depressed and mentally unstable, and Shang Jianming took her medicine without authorization. According to the law, a mentally ill person can get a little mercy.

What's more, the story between Chen Wanrou and Tang Luo made all the policemen light up a cigarette and couldn't let go of it for a long time. They specially dealt with Chen Wanrou lightly and sentenced her to a few months.

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On this day, the gate of the prison was slowly opened, and Chen Wanrou was released from prison. She was dressed in plain clothes, her hair was cut to the length of Tang Luo by herself, and the ring on her left hand was tightly pressed by her right hand, turning slowly, and she I miss her, don't talk about it, I think about her crazily every moment of every day.

Chen Wanrou went to the funeral home and got Tang Luo's ashes. Last night, a gunshot fired, and the vengeance was avenged, but the woman felt no joy and relief in her heart. There was relationship and harassment, and it just so happened that Tang Luo was also brought along...

Tears fell into the cold little porcelain box again. If she didn't go to find her, would she sink to the bottom of the pool alone forever, unable to redress her grievances?When she came out, it was already the winter moon, and there was heavy snowfall, and small snowflakes as fine as velvet fell on Chen Wanrou's shoulders and hair.

She carefully put the urn into her bag and fixed it. She bought a plane ticket and planned to pick up Tang Shuang, but just passing by, Chen Wanrou stopped for a few minutes at the video game city, walked away, and then went back again. She couldn't let it go. , she can't be free and easy, she can't forget Tang Luo, so it counts as the two of them going to the video game city again, right?

Walking into the store, all kinds of electronic music played, Chen Wanrou bought a box of coins, everyone in the video game city was in pairs, and only she was holding the doll individually, again and again, persistently, but still couldn't pick it up, even The claw machine seemed to be bullying her, but the girl who knew everything and would never let herself be wronged could not come back.

Chen Wanrou turned her head and found that the display screen was playing a frame of a dancing machine. With just one glance, the small cake that Chen Wanrou was carrying fell to the ground with a thud and fell into a paste.

The familiar figure and smiling face stared at the dance machine screen seriously and confidently, raised his legs, turned around, squatted down and shook his head sassyly. Tang Luo, who actually existed in the movie.

The doctor said that her eyesight had already deteriorated badly, and if Chen Wanrou cried again, her eyes would go blind. But at this moment, the woman's internal organs were torn apart by the scene in front of her, her vision blurred again, and her tears flowed like threads. She was only three meters away from Tang Luo on the screen, and less than one centimeter away from her in the bag, but she could no longer touch her delicate cheeks.

Tang Luo looked sideways at her with drooping eyelashes, as if it was just yesterday, she lost her too suddenly.

"Miss, are you okay? I'll help you sweep the cake away. This is the recorder of the highest score in our dance machine. Would you like to try the dance machine? If you are unhappy, you can disappear." The waiter saw that something was wrong with this person, Come to comfort, so sad, it is probably a broken love in all likelihood.

"So unhappiness can disappear?"

"Well, you'll know if you try it."

Chen Wanrou put the bag on the bench very lightly, and forced a smile: "Then I'll try it."

The waiter nodded quickly, not knowing that she was talking to her bag, when the music started, Chen Wanrou tried to swing her arms stiffly, but missed one note after another, because the woman didn't dance to the rhythm of the song at all, but imitated Tang Luo's actions in memory.

"I still don't play anymore, it's not suitable for me." Chen Wanrou shook her head and sighed regretfully, put the bag on her shoulders, wiped the sweat with a tissue, and then moved it to the eyelashes, not moving for a long time.

At this time, a careless boy came over, muttering that if you don't play, don't take up the seat. Others still want to play. After seeing Chen Wanrou's face clearly, he fell silent, looked awkwardly, and looked around: "Your girlfriend is... Are you there? I didn't mean to be sorry."

Chen Wanrou reacted for a few seconds before she remembered that this person was the boy who wanted to dance with Tang Luo on the dance floor that day but was rejected miserably. She couldn't hear what Tang Luo said, because the girl mischievously blocked her ears, the woman could not stand still, and sat on the bench with the railing: "What did she say that day?"

"She said, my girlfriend will be angry if you flirt around without vision. She is a black belt in Taekwondo."

No wonder, the boy who spoke rudely to him didn't dare to offend him after seeing who he was. He angrily beat him up because he really knew martial arts.

Tang Luo, is this also your protection for me?

-

"And then?"

"My story is over, you group of troublesome little devils, if you don't go home, you will be snatched away by the yellow-skinned spirit later."

"Grandma Tang! The story has no end!"

The grey-haired old lady made buttered tea with slightly trembling hands, looked back at the group of Lhasa children who always loved to pester her to listen to stories, and smiled: "This is the ending."

"How can there be no turning point...it must be fake."

"It's a fake, let's go, I have to take a shower and rest, Tang Shuang, help me take off my clothes."

The old lady issued an order to evict the guests, and the children returned home regretfully. Tang Shuang called out to her mother and handed over the clothes. Riding horses, taking various group photos in front of Yanghu Lake, Namco, and Potala Palace, it can be vaguely seen that the woman was a gentle beauty when she was young.

The heat of the water rose, the old lady took off her clothes, and carefully removed the ring, which was engraved with "tl", just like the tattoo on her waist, Lily Huaxiu engraved the word "Tang Luo", Chen Wanrou, no, it should be It was Tang Wanrou, she changed her surname, took Tang Luo's ashes with her, and completed what she wanted to do most.

Tang Luo said that she likes to see her smile, and every photo on the wall shows Chen Wanrou's smile.

I am getting old, Tang Luo, can I see you now?I prayed for many ways, and prayed that I could meet the best Tang Luo in the world again in my next life. I still miss you very much, and I have been thinking about you for many years.

"Go to the old lady's house again! What interesting story did you hear today? She is also a weirdo. She was tall and swollen when she came here. She also wants to settle here. There are two people, and they have to put three sets of bowls and chopsticks for dinner." ..."

"Mom, Grandma Tang is talking about tragedy today."

"Strange, isn't she always fond of telling short comic stories with happy endings..."

The author has something to say: after the part of the movie is over, I will reply to the off-screen cookies later. If you believe in the next life, have you ever thought that Nan Xu is Chen Tang's next life?Afterwards, the cookies will be restored to save everyone's life. Now everyone knows why the official picture of Nan Youshu's lower body disappearing will be scolded to death! !Afterwards, Nan Youshu will be responsible for the theme song of "Redemption", and Sister Xu and Anan will record the ending song together.

Finished with Shang Jianming, followed by Wei Bohan.

Outside the play, Nan Youshu saw Xu Ruohua's aged makeup, and shouted a hundred and eighty times in his heart to avoid suspicion, and finally hugged Tang Yi, crying bitterly, scolding her to death in his heart, what the hell did you write.

The director asked what was wrong, and Nan Youshu said that there was sand in his eyes.

It's strange that Xu Ruohua said the same thing on the day Nan Youshu was done.

感谢在2021-07-1718:56:29~2021-07-1721:01:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: I picked up a story in the world;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Gu Lian 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!