On the Eighteen Postures of Killing Yourself

When Luo Boyan was in the hospital, Lao Xiao had someone cremate Luo Ziyao's body. Seeing Luo Boyan who was hysterical that day, no one would mention Luo Ziyao if he didn't speak up. However, Luo Ziyao was still fine, just losing his temper and didn't come to visit Luo Boyan. When he was about to be discharged from the hospital, the person who was staring at the door finally asked, "Where's the room view?"

Old Xiao shook his apple-peeling hand and almost peeled off a piece of flesh, he lowered his head and said nothing, didn't he just gouged out a piece of flesh from the heart?

Luo Boyan didn't need him to talk to him, as if he remembered something, his eyes were a little sad, he glanced at Lao Xiao, and said lightly: "You go out first."

"Let me be quiet."

Old Xiao took a deep look at the person, and after confirming that Luo Boyan really just wanted to be quiet, he went out, lit a cigarette and smoked vigorously.

No one can compensate him for Jing Shao. Old Xiao wanted to say that Fang Jing was dead, but he couldn't open his mouth. The real spy was not Fang Jing, but Shen Hua. I have always thought of a good brother...

If you fell in love with someone you shouldn't like, is it Shen Hua's fault?He can't wait to eat his flesh raw!

Betrayed by the person I trust the most, I can't describe the feeling, it's quite uncomfortable anyway!But because of his impulsiveness, he put in the room scene that could have stayed out of it, and remembered what Luo Boyan said before, if the probability of two happens, who will pay him for the room scene?

Who will pay?

Probably at that time, Luo Boyan knew that the real traitor was just a suspicion that there was no definite evidence, so he didn't reveal the matter. He was the legendary pig teammate, pulling Luo Boyan's hind legs.

Old Xiao didn't know how to face Luo Boyan, but he couldn't leave. After leaving Shen Hua, he was the only closest brother.

Besides, Luo Boyan didn't want others to see him like this.

The first place Luo Boyan went to was Nanhu Park, rescued Fang Ma, and detained Shen Hua. Shen Hua refused to admit anything at first, and didn't know what Luo Boyan did later. He admitted that he was an undercover agent , also provides a lot of useful information.

The person was not directly killed, Luo Boyan didn't want to care about it, Lao Xiao was tired of dealing with it, hate is hate, really let him do it... and finally handed it over to the law.

It's just Luo Ziyao...

Putting his head against the wall, Lao Xiao bumped it hard, but he still couldn't offset the guilt and self-blame in his heart.

Luo Boyan’s poisoning was not serious. After staying in the hospital for a few days, he came out. He opened the door and saw no familiar figure. He rested one leg on the coffee table and shook the other leg to play with the iPad. The iPad with a black screen was lying on the sofa In one corner, Luo Boyan picked it up, pressed the switch, and pressed it for a while, then it turned on and then went off, and the power was too low to automatically shut down.

After plugging in the charger for the iPad, Luo Boyan went upstairs to take a shower, and didn't order takeaway because he didn't have an appetite for dinner.

Apart from him and Luo Ziyao, the apartment was cleaned regularly by the cleaning staff. It seemed a bit big at this moment, so it was extraordinarily empty, which made him feel that something was missing.

Not wanting to think about what was missing, Luo Boyan, who was lying on the bed, felt very tired, maybe it was because of the lingering poison, she always felt extremely tired.

He stretched out his hand to the side and looked at the empty hand, in a daze!

The ears are clear and quiet, there is no sound of games or nagging, I bury my face in the pillow, it is so quiet that I can hear my own heartbeat, accompanied by the powerful rhythm, and the faint smell of the tip of the nose, I fell asleep the deepest sleep of the week Sleep.

Very busy, so busy that he was so busy, Lao Xiao stood by and watched, watching Luo Boyan robbing his assistant's work, and the assistant was so idle that he knocked on the table, expressing euphemistically every time, hoping that he could do it back When he was doing his own business, Luo Boyan asked him to take a towel and wipe the inside and outside of the office!

Do more if you love to do it!

It wasn't that Luo Boyan deliberately robbed things to do it. After Fang's mother learned that her son was gone, she was unusually calm and threw the company to Luo Boyan without saying anything. It's none of her business, and it's none of her business to go to the next level. She left a little pension for herself, and donated the rest to the orphanage.

Fang Ma caught Luo Boyan by surprise, sat in the seat where Luo Ziyao had sat before, and dealt with people's nagging worries, not as carelessly as before, and worked hard on all kinds of handover matters.

He doesn't pass on to the assistant because he is afraid that the person will not be dedicated. He wants to manage the company well. He is not short of money, but he just wants to manage the company well.

Knowing Lao Xiao's anxiety, but he felt that he didn't need to explain anything, who stipulated that if Luo Ziyao was gone, he would have to die for a while?When people are around, I think about people, and when people lose their thoughts, they disperse cleanly, and put their hands on their lips. I heard that people with thin lips are very fickle.

He told Luo Ziyao not to believe it, but now he believes it himself.

Without Luo Ziyao, his life hasn't changed much, what he should do is what he should be, but after waking up, it's cold next to him, and he's a little quiet when eating, and occasionally he looks up when he's reading documents...

Just get used to it alone.

Until the 27th, Luo Boyan got up early, touched the space beside her, opened her eyes wide in a daze, didn't get back to her senses for a while, and didn't understand why there was nothing around her, wearing pajamas like a demon , I searched the entire apartment, why can't I find that figure?Why can't I find it!

He leaned against the wall and took a deep breath...why didn't he see him!Didn't you see Luo Ziyao?The fragmented mind suddenly remembered something, yes, Luo Ziyao is dead, the fuck is dead, how can I still find it!

When Lao Xiao came in, he saw Luo Boyan standing in the corridor, leaning against the wall, his face blurred in the shadow of bowing his head, and stopped: "Boss, brothers are waiting for you!"

It took Lao Xiao's words a breath of time for Luo Boyan's brain to react, and it took him a long time, nearly a century, before he pulled himself out of the swamp of emotions, nodded, went upstairs to wash, and dressed himself up. He looked like a dog, and went to the party with Lao Xiao.

Until the end of the party, Luo Boyan's expression remained calm, and when a certain time came, he kept looking at his watch.

Lao Xiao originally wanted to take advantage of the birthday party to relax people, so he specially called a group of brothers to celebrate his birthday, and persuaded him to drink more. Luo Boyan frowned, looking displeased, and raised his hand frequently Looking at his watch, he stood up abruptly, ignoring the surprise of everyone in the room, and said, "I'm going back."

After Luo Boyan went back, he searched the house inside and out again, walked around the room violently, and as time passed, he became more and more violent. When it was nearly nine o'clock, the doorbell rang, and Luo Boyan was overjoyed Ruoku opened the door wildly, just like a child's joy when opening the door on Christmas.

As soon as the door was opened, it was a courier brother.

The smile receded from his face little by little, and he looked at the courier brother quietly with a sullen face, as if someone would pop out from behind if he took a few more glances.

The courier brother was suspicious of life by the dead eyes.

His penetrating gaze gave him the illusion that there was someone behind him.

He stood here for most of the day, but he didn't see anyone hanging around outside, so he couldn't help but look back to make sure there was no one, and then he looked at the way Luo Boyan looked at him, with a delicate expression.

He rubbed his arms involuntarily, stuffed the box in his hand, and ran away without anyone signing for it.

Luo Boyan was holding the box, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He closed the door dully and opened it. A piece of paper and the bound black-and-white manga, and a few big words on the paper, first forced into his brain.

Picking up the paper, the sense of incompleteness in my heart was slightly filled.

Happy birthday, strong! ——Always attack the adults!

Luo Ziyao's handwriting.

After reading those words for a long time, I read the comic below.

Holding the manga in his hand, Luo Boyan read it carefully as he flipped through the pages.

Every brushstroke on the paper, their succession and outline, the pen force from light to heavy, the pen marks from light to heavy, the connection between each line segment and another... You can also see the traces of slight modification.

The thin book is very light in the hand, but it also feels extremely heavy. Luo Boyan turned on the lamp and saw the dawn, and it was full of his and Luo Ziyao's daily life.

From the first meeting to the scene of his counterattack, especially the scene of his counterattack, it took up one-tenth of a total of only thirty pages.

He smiled calmly, counterattacked once, and made him laugh!

Luo Boyan read page by page, over and over again, the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile, and the memories were replayed like a revolving lantern.

Look carefully, his hands are shaking as he turns the pages.

The more he read the more uncomfortable, the more uncomfortable the more he wanted to read it, this manga seemed to have become a genius, pulling his whole heart out alive, and then kicked him back fiercely, pulling it back and forth, it was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even breathe. It's a throbbing pain.

At the moment Luo Ziyao died, he was at a loss, but now he was full of discomfort, his chest was in a lump, clutching his drawing book, he drove away like crazy.

After running through a few red lights, he drove straight in, got out of the car and ran, eager to confirm something, until he stood in front of Luo Ziyao's tombstone, he immediately froze in place, staring blankly at the photo on the tombstone, holding The drawing paper I was holding was getting tighter and tighter, as if if I let go, everything would be gone...

When Lao Xiao heard that Luo Boyan hadn't come to the company all morning, he chased after Luo Ziyao's tombstone from the papers on the coffee table at home. Seeing the figure standing in front of the tombstone, Lao Xiao felt relieved and finally came.

Luo Boyan is a person who attaches great importance to love and righteousness. He probably gave Fang Jing and his enemies all his ruthlessness. When he was down and humiliated, he hated the rich, but Fang Jing was dying. hit.

That bright little face made him think about how to make him suffer. This kind of twisted psychology made Luo Boyan feel unbearable and wanted to torture others even more.

The scene of the room that grew up gradually became more and more eye-catching, but his mind became heavier day by day, like a walking luminous body, Luo Boyan wanted to ruthlessly tear off his glamorous appearance, so that people can see how rotten this person is. The more he wants to draw his own attention, the more he ignores him. It took Luo Boyan a long time to understand when the eyes of this person finally stopped moving around him.

In fact, it is not reconciled!

That feeling that was not recognized by him!

He also spent a long time now to understand, understand and feel that Luo Ziyao is really gone.

Can't find, can't see, can't touch... He always feels that Luo Ziyao is still there, and he can see people as soon as he turns around. He admits Luo Ziyao's death, but he doesn't believe it at all. When everyone thought he was dead, he was still alive?

So, Luo Boyan thought distortedly, Luo Ziyao will jump out in the next second...

Didn't it mean that good people don't live long and harm Yi for 1000 years? How could Luo Ziyao disappear when he was still there?

Will definitely be back!

When he couldn't wait until no one could be found, and there was no shadow when he should appear, Luo Boyan finally began to accept, struggling while accepting, stubbornly thinking that he would still come back, he would come back!But something told him that Luo Ziyao couldn't come back, wait for Luo Boyan to understand.

Just discovered……

He has been gone for so long...

Actually left...the kind that never came back again, page after page of comics, projected their decades, pulled Luo Boyan out of the illusion he created for himself, and confessed plainly You have to tell him that Luo Ziyao is dead!Dead through!Just lie here!

Never get up again!won't get up either!

He sent it in by himself!

The lacrimal gland that shed tears once in the hospital could no longer control it, Luo Boyan looked at the person in the photo without blinking, tears blurred his eyes.

Clenching his hands into fists by his side, he squatted on the ground with his head in his arms. The first time he really cried, it seemed that it would be better if he cried, but the more he cried, the more uncomfortable he was, because he really accepted it, and Luo Ziyao was gone. fact.

Without Luo Ziyao, his life has not changed, it has lost its original color, like a painting that has been splashed black with ink, and nothing can be seen...

Old Xiao opened his mouth, his throat was so dry that he couldn't say anything.

"I always thought that if we were together, we would be fine." I don't know if it was telling Lao Xiao, or himself, or Luo Ziyao who was lying inside.

It's not that he didn't feel guilty about Fang Jing before, but he didn't dare to let himself think about how he hurt him. He was afraid that he would be so guilty that he dared not face him, and that if this person caught this gap, he would disappear. .

He didn't think about it, and tried his best to be nice to people.

"But, Lao Xiao, I was wrong." The deep pain was hatred, hating Luo Ziyao for not staying at home well, and even more hating why he turned around to save himself. If he didn't save him, would he be a good person?

Lao Xiao wanted to repeat that it was not his fault.

Even if Luo Ziyao didn't make that push, he would have died!Many people died in the pipeline, why can he come out alone?Because he was injected with drugs!He had exhausted all his potential before resisting the poisonous smoke and crawling out, or he would still be alive and kicking with a cut in his head.

Luo Ziyao survived, and the one waiting for him also died of organ failure.

Now Luo Boyan has gotten into a dead end, no matter what he can't get out of it!

He trapped himself in it...

Since Luo Boyan admitted Luo Ziyao's death, he realizes how much he misses others, wants to chat with him alone, wants to chat in his ear alone, wants to shake his face from time to time by himself... misses him Every vivid expression on the face, every movement of thinking about him, thinking about people is within reach...

When I lower my head and raise my head, I seem to see someone who does not exist, I will get used to serving food to someone who does not exist in front of me, and I will tilt my head in a daze to talk to the person beside me...

It's not that he doesn't miss it, it's that the reflection is too long, and he only started after the pain of others. When he turned his head, it seemed that he was beside him.

Luo Boyan smiled when he got the notice from the hospital. This difficult time is coming to an end...

The author has something to say:

I wrote for several hours... The first story finally came to an end...Thank you for your perseverance...