Ideal place

After the car accident, Wen Ran guarded the unconscious Pei Nanqiu in front of the hospital bed, and did not close his eyes for three days.He swears a thousand times - I've broken his body, I can't break his heart anymore.

But in the hopeless and empty long time, he asked Xiao Xue painfully: Am I still qualified to live for myself?

Tong Zhiyou was his window to vent, he thought that there was trust between them, and they were just looking for a moment of freedom when they were together.But now, Wen Ran suddenly understands what it means to reap the fruits of oneself.

The old saying is true, poor people must have something to hate.

The corner of Wen Ran's mouth twitched: "Tong, Zhi, You!"

"If I can't get 'love' from you, 'hate' is also fine." Tong Zhiyou tore off the mask and said sinisterly, "As long as it can make you deep in your bones, love or hate, I don't care which one is."

I thought they were two miserable people who were deeply disappointed in reality and sympathized with each other, but in the end, it was just a liar meeting a lunatic.

The fleeting emotions in the eyes are mixed with disgust, disgust and compromise.The Adam's apple slipped, and Wen Ran resigned to her fate in desperation: "Don't bother Pei Nanqiu, I'll listen to you."

The first snow had arrived, the taxi stopped at the gate of Wanxin Community, Wen Ran stepped down in a panic, and ran towards home.Walking around the flower bed, he raised his head, but there was no sign of Pei Nanqiu in front of the French windows.

With trembling hands, he inserted the key into the keyhole, and pushed open the door of the house. Pei Nanqiu was nowhere to be found in the bedroom, study, or bathroom. After half an hour, he finally saw the familiar wheelchair at the corner of the courtyard wall.

"Nanqiu—!" Wen Ran sprinted over with all his strength, and the moment he stopped, a wild cat came into his vision first.

Mottled fur, skinny body, dry flat paws, ugly and dirty, the wild cat curled up motionless on Pei Nanqiu's lap, the thin life had already lost its breath.

Breathing out white steam from his lips, Wen Ran timidly called: "Nanqiu..."

"It froze to death." Pei Nanqiu stroked the fur of the wild cat and said warmly, "It just huddled in this dark and cold corner. If no one finds out, its body will be buried under the heavy snow, oxidized, rotted, and melted. Next spring , it should disappear completely.”

Wen Ran knelt down staggeringly, then clenched Pei Nanqiu's hand, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a touch of damp heat, he was stunned, turned his palm over in fear, stared at the red stain on his fingertips, his mind suddenly went blank.

In an instant, he came back to his senses and immediately checked Pei Nanqiu's wrist. There were three deep knife marks horizontally on the blue blood vessels. Wen Ran's breathing was stagnant, and he hurriedly pressed the wound. His sanity was disintegrated and destroyed inch by inch. He broke down and cried bitterly, then raised his head and admitted his mistake. : "Nan Qiu, I shouldn't have come back so late, I'm sorry, please forgive me..."

"Xiao Xue called me and said you went to drink with her." Pei Nanqiu looked down at Wen Ran's tearful eyes and asked palely, "Is it true?"

Wen Ran was shivering from the cold all over, and was unable to make a sound for a while.

"As long as I hear the answer from your mouth, I will never doubt it." Pei Nanqiu raised the corner of his lips with difficulty, "It's too tiring to be suspicious, I want to live a little easier, and I am willing to believe you."

The voice paused, and Pei Nanqiu spoke again: "I can only trust you."

Snowflakes fell all over Wen Ran's shoulders, which were obviously light, but seemed to weigh a thousand catties, making him almost out of breath.He was afraid that he would bear a human life on his back, and his life could not bear such a heavy burden.

Wen Ran opened her lips and replied: "...it's true."

For a moment, Wen Ran slightly closed his eyelids, smelling the smell of blood, his limbs seemed to be so cold that he lost consciousness.In a daze, he thought, it would be great if he had the courage to end such a life controlled by fate and lingering on his last breath.

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