Frost and wind sometimes exhausted - black hole fan

"I'm just a down-and-out fool, it's not worth remembering for so long." Lin Jiyue drank the rest of the red wine as the end of the story.

Nie Mingyu didn't speak, he just stared at her, neither sad nor sad, as calm as she spoke, he listened calmly.

He couldn't express his emotions clearly. When she cut herself open, the devastation he saw was so familiar, and he had such a sad memory.

He thought he was looking up at the distant moon, which he could not think about and avoid in this life, but now, it suddenly became the mouth of a well, as if he could touch it through the moss and frost on the walls.

They parted ways at the fork in the road, and walked together in secret.

Nie Mingyu picked up the letter, and the paper, which was as light as a cicada's wing, trembled slightly in his hand, like a butterfly with dead leaves that would spread its wings and fly away at any time.He took out the lighter and lightly pressed the valve.

The flames floating in the air were beating, and he felt that there was also a roaring fire in his chest, which gradually spread, burning away all the accumulated depression and resentment, and burning up the moss nourished by obsession and resentment.

He held the dry paper close to the flame.

Lin Jiyue watched the place where the flames were burning gradually wither, the black embers were shattered into weightless pieces, Nie Mingyu's cheeks were illuminated by the fire.

"I still remember that you asked me in the letter if I liked you, and my answer was yes." Nie Mingyu was as firm as a rock.

As if fulfilling a certain agreement, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Lin Jiyue looked at him, and the curtain of water filled her eyes again. She hugged her knees and buried her face in it.

The convulsions she tried to endure made Nie Mingyu want to comfort her, but he hesitated to touch her body.

His hand paused in the air for a moment, but still landed on her body. The delicate body trembled violently at first, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, and held her in his arms involuntarily.

Those arms seemed to have an irresistible force, like a kind of protection, but Lin Jiyue gradually settled down. She leaned on his heart and let out a low growl, as if she wanted to release all the emotions accumulated for more than ten years. She cried so much Heartbreaking.

Nie Mingyu felt that he had climbed out of the well, he got what he wanted most, and his heart was gradually filled with something.

He thought of his favorite song "Deep Ocean", the thick organ sound haunted him, shuttled through his memory, the first time he saw her, the first time he saw that "Ji" Words, his reunion with her in 1979, and his and her fate are closely intertwined.

In Lin Jiyue's room, the bed was a layer of dusty wooden boards, and she never slept on the bed.In that gloomy memory, no matter where she hides, there will always be a devil's claw pulling her hair and throwing her on the bed. This place that was once a warm home for everyone is her eternal nightmare.

She laid a layer of blankets under the bed, and built her sleeping place rigidly between the bed and the closet.

This night, Nie Mingyu hugged her waist from behind and accompanied her to sleep.

When the world wakes up again, sweeping away yesterday, every life will usher in a new day.

When Lin Jiyue woke up, there was no shadow in the sky. She was used to getting up early, so the bright light made her feel a little dazed.When she remembered what happened last night, her emotions had long since disappeared, and even her consciousness seemed to be deprived.

Is it a dream?

As usual, she changed her clothes, combed her hair, and walked out of the room.

There is no ashes all over the floor, the red wine glasses are neatly placed on the cabinet, the curtains are properly half-closed, and the clock is ticking.The room seemed to be the same as yesterday, except that there was a pot of fresh porridge in the kitchen.

She watched all this blankly.

There was a sound at the door, and someone opened the door with a key from the outside.

Nie Mingyu walked into the room carrying his things, and when he saw her, he greeted her softly, "Morning."

"Morning." Lin Jiyue responded to him.

He was holding a white plastic bag in his hand, the pastry inside was steaming, and a layer of fog was attached to the inside of the plastic bag.There was also a roll of newspapers.

She went to get the bowls and chopsticks, and the two of them sat at the dining table.Nie Mingyu habitually spread out the newspaper, read it while eating breakfast, Lin Jiyue lowered her head and thought about something.The tacit understanding is like relatives who have been together for decades.

"You didn't go back last night, are you okay?" Lin Jiyue's porridge bottomed out, and the spoon was placed in the bowl, making a crisp sound.

"It's okay." Nie Mingyu replied without thinking.

"Where's your wife?" She asked lightly.

"She's accompanied by a lover."

In the silence, the air flow also seemed to slow down.

Nie Mingyu finished reading the last column, folded the newspaper twice, and placed it flat on the table: "There is still something to do at the company, I'll come over later."

Lin Jiyue stared blankly at the bowl in front of her, with complicated emotions hidden in her eyes.

This day is Nie Mingyu's new life.He walked briskly, walked towards the car that had been parked all night, and left without a single pause.

In the smoky office, Zhang Feng smoked three cigarettes, but his anxiety still persisted. He extinguished the fourth one, which was halfway through. Looking at the landline in front of him, his hands were entangled.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Nie is back." The secretary pushed open the door.

Zhang Feng took a deep breath, knowing that he would have to tell him about this sooner or later, he buttoned his suit on his beer belly when he got up.

"There was an incident at the hotel, but the car with the box was shipped out of the province. I also asked Xiao Rui to clean up the things of the two girls, so that the note would not find any clues." Zhang Feng Report to the person on the leather chair.

Nie Mingyu played with the pen in his hand, Zhang Feng was even more disturbed by his cold and serious expression.

"Didn't you say it would be seamless?" The tone of the questioning was still stable, but it was extraordinarily creepy.

"Ah Qiang buried the pager when he buried the box, so that people would find something under the ground. What should be dealt with... We have dealt with it, and this time we will never go on a business trip again." Zhang Feng earnestly promised.

Nie Mingyu frowned slightly and glanced at him, stopped talking, and signaled with gestures that he could leave.Zhang Feng felt relieved, turned and left.

When I got back to the company and learned the news, it was like a needle pricked a balloon, and the good things were shattered extremely quickly, leaving only cold air.

Nie Mingyu looked at the figure reflected on the metal pen, and strongly felt that life is like this, and when it gives hope, it will bring deeper despair.

It's as if all the happy things that appeared before were illusions.

The author has something to say: Why not reject Mr. Nie's physical contact?Of course it's because of the frigid face that makes people feel particularly safe (?▽｀)