Special Social Situation Administration

Yesterday was her third wedding anniversary, but she didn't have time to celebrate, so early this morning, she bought two bouquets of roses at the flower shop on the corner, one red and one white, one for herself and one for Lou on the girl.

Whether you like flowers or not, every girl is happy the moment she receives them.She sincerely hoped that this short-lived happiness could bring some comfort to that girl.

When paying the bill, the florist gave her two beautiful cards, saying that she could write a message and send it out with the flowers.

She was clutching two small flowers and plants, and suddenly felt a little bit of regret in her heart - she didn't know the girl's name yet, but she happened to hear her boyfriend call her Ruohan.

A nice name, a pretty girl like her deserves such a nice name.

If she could get to know each other earlier, maybe she could become friends with Ruohan.With such a friend by her side, maybe she wouldn't have to go this far...

Pity.

Even though it had been many days, she still clearly remembered that day, when Ruohan pushed open the door, broke through the stale air in the room, and dragged her back from the brink of suffocation and collapse.

"Big sister, the only one who can protect me in this world is myself, and no one can rely on me except myself." She clearly remembered the expression on Ruohan's face, which was mixed with subtle distress and regret of hating iron for being weak, just like she remembered The astonishment and dumbfounded look on everyone's face.

How ridiculous, she wants to join hands with her husband for life, and she will not be merciless when hitting her; her parents, brothers, relatives and friends always persuade her to make peace and not to persuade her to break up, telling her that there will always be obstacles in life, just bear with it.

In the end, the one who felt sorry for her and was willing to wake her up was a stranger who hadn't met a few times and didn't even know his full name.

It's a pity that she woke up too late, and everything happened too quickly.

That was the last time she saw Ruohan.That night, Ruohan ran into an online car-hailing driver who was plotting against the law, and heard that she killed that scum, but she also died in prison.

Probably they all have the same experience...

The husband stood outside the door, waiting for her to buy flowers.She picked these two bunches of flowers for a long time, selected one by one, trimmed one by one, finally chose her favorite wrapping paper, and bound them into a bunch.But the husband who was waiting outside the door was not impatient at all. When he was not drunk, he was always very kind to her, patient and thoughtful, gentle and considerate, like a good man.

She once thought that these were good and could make up for the harm she suffered from domestic violence.

Now it seems that she is too stupid.

But that's okay, it doesn't make sense anymore, does it?

She walked towards her husband with flowers in her hands, and he thoughtfully extended his hand to share the burden for her, but she refused, because she didn't want the flowers she gave Ruohan to be contaminated with his breath.

She hoped that the flower would be clean and free from blood.

"What do you buy so many flowers for?" the husband asked softly.

"I'm going to visit a friend." She looked up at her husband with the same gentle smile on her face.

"Didn't you say to make up our third anniversary?" the husband asked again.

"I'm ready. Just tonight, I have prepared a big surprise for you." Speaking of this, the smile on her face became brighter.

"Tonight?" The husband hesitated for a moment, "Da Biao and the others asked me to have a party just now, how about I refuse them?"

"If you agree, then go, you just come back early and stay with me." She shook her head, very understanding, "Hasn't it been a long time since I met them? Be careful they will accuse you of having a wife and forgetting your brother."

"Then I'll go and come back before nine o'clock." The husband hesitated and made a decision.

After thinking about it, I assured her: "I won't drink, I promise."

"It's okay, you won't hit me again, I believe you..." Whether you drink or not, I will never give you another chance to hit me.

I promise……

"Okay, I won't hit you again." The husband was overwhelmed by her sweet trust, and he wanted to show her his heart.

She smiled and said nothing.

"Yingying, what surprise did you prepare for me? Can I know in advance?" Her husband put his arms around her shoulders and talked to her.

She patted the bag hanging on her arm and shook her head: "It's here, but I can't show it to you, otherwise how can it be a surprise?"

"Okay." The coaxed man was very easy to talk to.

She hugged the flowers and closed the bag on her arm. Besides some daily necessities, there was also a bottle of paraquat in it.

It was a present from her husband.

…………

After lunch, the husband went out to attend a friend's appointment.She watched her husband go out, and then began her deployment.

She took the bottle of paraquat out of her bag and poured it into all the drinking water in the house.

She specially changed the bottle to a darker color to cover up the color of the paraquat. In fact, it didn't matter. A drunk person can't distinguish the color. She didn't believe a word he said that he couldn't drink or get drunk.

But just in case, she found a bottle of colored soda from the refrigerator and processed it.

She then placed these containers of water in every place her husband would pass by.

Whether he drank alcohol or not, drunk or not, he would feel thirsty, and as long as he felt thirsty, he would definitely drink the full amount of water.

She naturally got what she wanted.

Although this method is simple and crude, it can definitely get rid of him.

You see, it's so easy to kill someone when you don't have to face the consequences.

After arranging everything, she waited at home bored, thinking about when her husband would come back.She belatedly remembered that this might be the first time she expected her husband, who might have been drinking, to come home.

How ironic.

Several hours later, the familiar sound of footsteps came from afar——he came back.

She discovered that she was actually extremely afraid of her husband in her heart, otherwise, how could she have recorded her husband's footsteps when he was drunk so clearly?

She knew very well that no matter whether her husband was drunk or not, it was impossible for her to contend with him by force. In this situation, she had to outsmart her.So, she picked up the fiery red roses at the entrance, opened the door and walked upstairs. Her destination was Ruohan's home.

Although she didn't know Ruohan's full name, she remembered her address - it was just above her, the room on the fourth floor.

She is going to send this flower to her by herself now.

When she was standing at the door of Ruohan's house, she heard her husband downstairs staggering in and calling her name: "Xin Ying, come out!"

She embraced the flowers in her arms, shivering like stress.All this now aroused a deep fear in her, and she was terrified, afraid of every night with a drunk husband and a closed door.

But she also knew very well that she didn't need to face all this anymore.

Death makes a man brave.

After regaining consciousness, she gently placed the bouquet of fiery red roses at the door of Ruohan's house as condolences.

Afterwards, she touched the closed door, sat down on the steps, and said with a smile: "I actually made up my mind to divorce him, and I secretly went to the law firm behind everyone's back to consult about divorce." matters. I don’t need anything, as long as I can leave him. Ruohan, you gave me all these courage.”

She wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes: "I always remember the figure of you pushing the door in and then leaving, your posture is very beautiful. I also want to live like you... like you."

"I originally thought that as long as I worked hard and had the courage to do it, I could be like you."

"I thought this life was still long, and I still had time to change all this shit."

"... If we can meet each other in the next life, can I be friends with you?"

She sat quietly at the door of Ruohan's house for a long time, until her butt became a little stiff.The night wind blew on her bare arms, bringing a little coolness, she mustered up her courage, stood on tiptoe, and walked down lightly.

She's going to check her results.

At the corner of the second floor, the light from the crack of the door could be seen from a distance, the door was not closed tightly, presumably the husband came back awake.

She took a deep breath, and slowly pushed open the door, and saw the dark brown glass bottle smashed on the ground at a glance—the water that had been added must not taste very good.

But she didn't see her husband, where would he go?

She held her breath and waited for a while, when there was a faint sound from the bathroom in the bedroom, she felt a "thump" in her heart, and said to herself: Oops, my husband drank too little, it probably didn't achieve the effect she expected.

She bit her lower lip hard and decided to take a look.She took off her shoes, tiptoed, walked over like a cat, and looked at the door of the bathroom. Her husband was weakly lying on the toilet, vomiting from time to time, and the whole bathroom was full of the stench of vomit.

The husband's limp limbs looked embarrassed and ridiculous.

Her husband, who would beat her hard when he had a drink, never seemed so weak and weak.

"Xin Ying?" She heard her husband moaning and calling her.

"Here we come." Looking at such a husband, she suddenly had an idea in her heart.She had already made psychological preparations, and she didn't even need to do any psychological construction at this moment, so she walked straight towards him.

"Honey, it's painful, isn't it?" She touched her husband's head with an extremely gentle voice, "It's okay, I'll give you a ride, for the sake of the couple." The husband's head was pressed into the filth in the toilet...

Her husband struggled desperately, and she held him down with all her strength, and even rode on him... When she came back to her senses, her husband was no longer moving.

She took a few steps back and collapsed on the ground.There was some pain in the back of her head. She stretched out her hand to touch it. The wetness of her hand was the sweat shed after she tried her best.

But this moist touch reminded her of last night—yesterday was the third anniversary of their marriage and also the anniversary of her death.

After the husband drank, he beat her again.

But this time, she didn't want to bear it anymore, she didn't want his apology when he woke up, so she resisted, she tried to fight back, tried to defend, but this behavior angered him, he beat her hard and pushed her...

She didn't even remember how it happened, only that the result was her head hitting the corner of the table hard, causing a sharp pain.

She only had time to touch the back of her head, her hands were wet...

After her strength gradually returned, she struggled to stand up and staggered towards the door. Before going out, she took one last look at her husband: "Husband, I know you didn't mean to kill me, but you beat your wife when you're drunk. , I can’t change it in this life. You may be punished for my death, but your life is not over..."

"Forgive me, I just don't want you to harm the next girl."