Strange light

In London in July and August, it gets dark very late.

She raised her hand and looked at the watch. Under the mottled dial full of cracks, the short hour hand and the long minute hand were about to form a square right angle.

In the distance, the sun sank to the horizon little by little, and the orange light was warmly printed on the gray outer wall of the train station, like a slowly crawling snail, silent and peaceful.

In the air is the smell of fireworks just at dusk, faintly, like waiting for the news of a lover returning home.

The evening wind gently caressed the waist-length weeds, rustling.

Contrary to the peaceful setting of the setting sun is her mood.

She was chewing gum fidgetily, her cheeks moving rapidly.She is anxious.

This anxiety is not a fear of the unknown, nor is it a panic of limited time.On the contrary, her anxiety comes from being bored with the past that has happened countless times, and bored with infinite time.

This is the prison she has built for herself, and she is the only prisoner.

She sentenced herself to rape for life.

The charge was that she fell in love with someone who would never reciprocate her love.She was obsessed with his looks, his speech, and his obscure knowledge.

Love is not original sin.The evil was her self-loathing.She is cowardly and selfish, humble and cowardly.Like a sticky snail, shrunk in its shell, looking at the world with disgusted eyes.

She knew that she was far away from him, but she didn't want to work hard to close the distance. She just moaned in her heart and used this deformed way to maintain this love.

He spat out the chewing gum in his mouth to the ground vigorously, lifted his foot and rolled it over heavily, the dust swayed slightly around the off-white sneakers.

tick tock tick tock

tick tock tick tock

The second hand on the left wrist watch is like a well-trained soldier, striding forward like a stride.

Waiting again.She didn't like the rough feeling of time slowly rubbing against her cheek.

At some point, she could control the time here, the dust splashed by the toe of the shoe landed gently on the sole of the shoe, and the chewing gum spit out jumped back into her mouth with the saliva mixed with the soil.

She could turn things up in this orange sunset, or turn them back.

But she wasn't keen on it.

After experiencing these things that she has experienced countless times, these things seem to be tests, and they are the scenery on the pilgrimage road, not inevitable but necessary.

jingle bell jingle bell

The electric bell on the platform rang, and the hour and minute hands of the watch formed a perfect right angle, and it was nine o'clock.

She came to this wasteland by the station to deal with a matter.

"Has Belle's cousin arrived yet?!" Jenny came panting, "Didn't Nick and John come?"

She yawned boredly, like the first time.The colorful Shamat curly hair that has been dyed many times is piled up on her head in a mess, and it sways slightly with her movements, revealing a frighteningly large number of shiny earrings on her left ear.

"I really have to teach Bailey a lesson this time! You have caused such a big trouble!" Jenny had long been accustomed to her bored expression.

After 2 minutes, Jenny was also a little irritable. She reached into the pocket of her black jacket, and her ten fingernails were as gorgeous as a colorful snake.

"□□?" She raised her eyes lazily, took out a piece of chewing gum from the pocket of her baseball jacket and threw it at Jenny, "Do you want to be pushed to the ground by them later?"

Jenny rolled her eyes, took the gum anyway, and threw it into her mouth with some disgust.

A group of people came from the direction of the platform when the lemon-flavored gum in their mouths became tasteless and hardened.

At this time, the sun had already sunk into the horizon and the moon was in the sky.

It was pitch black all around, and the only source of light came from the station's pale spotlights, illuminating the surroundings indistinctly, creating a strange tension.

She watched them walk up to her, seven of them, including Nick and John.Belle, whom Jenny had always called a female cousin, held her belly and was pushed forward by a boy with long chestnut hair.

What happened after that is not worth mentioning.

The scene was chaotic. In the end, someone pushed her, and she hit something. There was a pain on the top of her head, and warm liquid flowed down.

The voice of the crowd seemed to be slowly receding, but it didn't seem to.

In a daze, she saw Jenny turning a rusty iron rod and shouting something to those boys.After that, the blue-red light flickered, and there were more people.The strips of the blue and black uniform came back and forth, and she subconsciously wanted to escape, but her body was so heavy that she couldn't move no matter what.She was carried into the ambulance. Among the figures, Jenny's face was very clear and wet.

She was lying on the ambulance, and the three doctors were talking quickly, and various instruments on both sides were ticking.Pain is like a cunning cat, stepping lightly on its footsteps, teasing it from time to time.

There seemed to be two of her here, one was lying pitifully on the bed with a nail stuck in her head, breathing weakly and dying.The other was suspended in the car, looking at all of this coldly.

The bald-headed doctor was complaining about the food intake of the two cats at home, and the female doctor with blond hair and gray eyes was silent and looked very cold and dedicated.In fact, she saw the blond lady's feet gently rubbing against the chestnut curly-haired doctor's calf opposite her, which was very meaningful.

Not wanting to listen to this, she got out of the car, the air whistling through her eyes and through her head.In two minutes and ten seconds, she will be able to see him.

Thanks for the efficiency of the ambulance and thanks to all the cars that give way.

The car is moving fast on the road like a hockey puck gliding on the ice.However, I don’t know if it’s her illusion. Unlike the countless repetitions before, this time the speed of the car has increased, and the colorful advertisements and neon lights on the scenery on both sides are like heated metal, which is twisted into a Thin strips, like sharp knives.

The dirty air that was supposed to be full of carbon dioxide was split by the sharp blade, and she actually smelled the fragrance of grass and trees belonging to the wilderness.In the next second, the forest of Mangmang Zhenzhen appeared in front of her eyes.

The night was still so dark, behind a few dark clouds of various shapes, the round moon hung high in the sky, unexpectedly bright and flawless.

She looked at all this in amazement, the cold raindrops passed through her body and hit the roof of the car under her feet.Through this, she discovered that this was not the ambulance.

This is his car!

Dr. Strange's Lamborghini!

Excitement is accompanied by curiosity, like a hot current rushing straight to the top of the head.As soon as she thought that the person she was thinking about day and night was at her feet, she was so excited that she couldn't help herself.

She sank down, took a deep breath like a diver before going into the water, and suppressed her blood.This is difficult, after all, it is not a meeting that has been rehearsed countless times before.Even if he couldn't see her in this form at all.She was still trembling because——

This time is a brand new scene, never seen him before!

He is still so eye-catching.The meticulous suit framed his figure just right, and this was the first time she had seen him wearing anything other than a white robe.Words like handsome and elegant are beyond description.She looked at him obsessively, even if she just looked straight ahead and drove seriously, she was so charming.

The light-colored pupils lost the sunlight, and became more profound and charming, just like the boundless night sky dotted with some inexplicable emotions hidden.

The car phone rang, and she pricked up her ears. It was a man's voice.

It's a matter of some patients. This talented neurosurgeon always likes to find fault with his patients. For him, no difficult operation is just a waste of his time.

Can't understand what they said.

She looked at the road in front of her. The street lights were bright, and the wiper wiped across the windshield. She subconsciously felt uneasy, as if there was a giant human-eating beast crouching in front of her.Does this anxiety just come from the traffic law education that cannot drive and make phone calls for more than ten years?She didn't have time to probe, she just stared at him greedily.

Cherish every time he appears in her sight, this is a habit she has developed by going back in time countless times, as long as he appears, she will use her eyes to trace him carefully, trying to carve him into her heart.

He received a document, holding the steering wheel with his left hand, his slender fingers gripping the black leather material, looking extraordinarily delicate.The right hand clicked a few buttons on the touch screen.Fluorescent blue light spots on the screen danced on his manicured fingertips.

However, at this time, just a few moments of breathing, the disaster happened so unexpectedly.

The glass was shattered and scattered in the air.The cold raindrops are mixed with glass shards, suspended majesticly, like a tragic symphony.

She froze.

what is this?

WTF? !

The car continued to tilt, the steering wheel twisted, and it hit him hard on the head.His hands, the graceful hands that made her salivate, were sunken in the black components, bloody and bloody.

She didn't realize it until all the dust settled, screaming and crying.

This is her light, her all.

Now, the light is broken.

She rushed out of the car and entered the rainy night, shouting loudly, begging for help, the cold rain passed through her body, but it couldn't match the coldness in her heart.

In the open field, there was only the patter of rain, and no one could hear her hoarse cry.

It seemed that all the moaning and self-loathing had become meaningless, she just wanted him to live, to live.

The author has something to say: I write too much as I write, and I am not very good at grasping the structure, forgive me.As a fake fan girl, Ben Zhizhang is only responsible for committing nympho.The fifth chapter is expected to be completed.Addicted to jijixi == The update may be skipped, at least once a week (that is to say, 233333 will definitely be finished by the end of December).