Reincarnated wives please stop pestering me

Lin Cheng looked at the boy in front of him and lowered his head.

It seems to feel a lot better without that scary expression pressure.

Just as Lin Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But he saw something falling in front of the opponent's toes.

Wet the ground a little bit.

This is……

Lin Cheng widened her eyes and stepped forward.

Directly discard all the fear and danger in my heart.

"what happened to you……?"

She actually saw Xia Chen like this.

Without any warning, Xia Chen just lowered his head, with pain and guilt intertwined on his face, and tears falling from his eyes.

At this moment, he was as weak as he had never seen before.

Xia Chen didn't answer.

Lin Cheng's heart was pierced because of Xia Chen like this.

He has never had such an expression, whether it is pain or confusion, or struggle, or regret.

He is like the most perfect template, he never has any negative emotions, the only thing he has is anger.

But now, he has such an expression.

Lin Cheng desperately hugged Xia Chen tightly.

His hands wrapped around Xia Chen's generous back.

The other party didn't sob, he didn't burst into tears, he just kept crying.

Young woman feeling wet on her shoulders.

At this moment, tears flowed involuntarily.

"It's okay...it's okay, no matter what happens, you can be sad, but don't blame yourself."

"I..." He seemed to want to say something but couldn't say it.

With tears in her eyes, Lin Cheng smiled and patted him on the back softly.

"No matter what you encounter, no matter who you think you are, you must... You must be my hero, and the whole world can't deny it."

PS: Hahahaha, you have been cheated!It's very happy to have a skin in the middle of the night

39 Birth and death fatigue──

The world has too much chaos.

A hero can become a sinner overnight, and a condemned criminal can change his mind overnight.

Because of this, Xia Chen has no interest in the so-called labels.

It can be said that there is no need to care about other people's comments and judgments, but it seems that it is inevitable for people to look at their past and understand the wrong things they have done.

To testify to one's own mental journey.

She didn't choose to go back with Lin Cheng, and asked Lin Cheng to take her father to the hospital first, and then someone would handle the scene.

Greeted Dai Yunfei in advance.

Xia Chen lit a cigarette alone and walked home along the road.

The old man was right, some things are the price that must be paid.

To enjoy the immortality of this life and the many miraculous features of this life, one must pay a real price.

When those memories don't come up, when those pictures don't reappear, maybe you can still deceive yourself and tell yourself with the current peace and worry, maybe it's an illusion, the current self, or

Perhaps she is not the self in the previous life, and she can't feel what she should bear at all.

But is it right to do so?

Xia Chen was smoking a cigarette, watching the wind blowing by the river.

Behind him is the bright Naoe City.

A brief power outage will soon lead to normal operation. Most of the modern world cannot do without electricity, and even some people may not be able to live without electricity.

Xia Chen didn't have such worries. Whether it was the lights of thousands of houses or being in the darkness, she could deal with it calmly.

But now there is no point in being proud of these things.

Xia Chen looked at the Zhijiang water that was blown up by the wind in the dark night, and it flowed quietly in the dark night.

The cigarette between the young man's fingers flashed on and off.

The smoke drifted away in bursts.

Then "Plop..."

Xia Chen heard a voice clearly, and he looked sideways.

Not far away, there was an envelope lying on the ground, and circles of ripples could be faintly seen on the surface of the turbulent Zhijiang River.

Xia Chen didn't hesitate, turned over and crossed the fence, because Xia Chen walked to this side, almost no one passed by, except for the vehicles on the road, so no one noticed the boy's strange behavior at all.

action.

It was like committing suicide by throwing himself into the river, but the person who threw himself into the river was not himself.

Xia Chen jumped under the surface of the water, waving her arms, and swam towards that side.

Until he finally saw a sinking figure under the water, as if falling.

They even gave up all resistance, without any desire to survive.

Xia Chen didn't have any special thoughts, but just swam over instinctively, and then dragged the sinking figure out of the water.

The wet boy threw a middle-aged man in a suit with a weathered face on the shore.

Xia Chen glanced at the man who was panting violently on the ground, as if he hadn't figured out what was going on, and said, "You stay here, I'll go buy a pack of cigarettes."

The smoke is already wet, so have to go buy a pack.

The man on the ground looked at the young man's back in astonishment, watched him cross the road into a convenience store, and then come out again.

Come before yourself.

The man did not stand up at this time, but sat on the spot, leaning against the fence, watching Xia Chen appear in front of him.

The boy lit a cigarette and handed one to himself.

The middle-aged man with a water-stained face seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally took the cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Patter."

Two cigarettes were lit, and two men of different ages puffed out smoke.

Xia Chen didn't speak, but just leaned against the fence next to this man, watching the cars passing by on the road, the lights of the cars went from far to near, and then passed by.

I didn't stop for anyone, and I didn't notice the strangeness here.

"Thank you..." The man finally spoke, a little muffled, as if the voice he brought out was so tired of life and death.

Xia Chen breathed out a puff of smoke: "I prevented you from committing suicide, I thought you would say at this time, who told you to meddle in your own business." I think it's probably because I watched too many anime, this is a middle-aged man, arrogant

It should be unbearable to be coquettish.

The man shook his head a little ashamedly.

"No... There is no need to be so hypocritical... No matter what, I was impulsive."

The man said gloomily, and took a sharp puff of his cigarette. Seeing his smoking posture and frowning movements, Xia Chen noticed something.

"Are you a little sick?"

The man looked at Xia Chen unexpectedly, and only after seeing Xia Chen's calm expression did he realize that the other party was not insulting him, but really asking something.

Thinking of this, the man sneered, looking so reluctant.

"It is said to be depression... But I think it is a hypocritical disease, and I didn't take medicine, and suddenly today..."

The man didn't go on talking until here, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Judging by the demeanor at this time, it doesn't look like a patient with any mental illness at all.Of course, as the most common disease of mental stress in the new century, depression has a variety of expressions

.

It usually seems to be talking and laughing, working hard, but it collapses without warning in the middle of the night when no one knows, this is what happens.

Xia Chen nodded thoughtfully: "Look at your clothes, it seems that you haven't come home yet."

The man hummed: "Actually, there is nothing special today, as usual. I worked an extra shift, made a few plans, and dealt with a few projects, but I still haven't finished it. The manager is still dissatisfied.

My boss still makes me work overtime. "

"Why didn't you go home? It's so late, you should go home to eat and rest." Xia Chen said calmly, never thinking that this young man would appear here at this time to save a suicide

People seem even weirder.

The man shook his head mockingly: "There is no one at home, why go back so early."

"not married yet?"

"I was married, and I have a seven-year-old son. But I got divorced, and my son is not with me. The house I live in is rented, and all the things are left to them."

The man took a sharp puff of his cigarette, and seemed to have a deep feeling when he talked about himself.

This probably has nothing to do with age. What created my own pressure is still so clear after a long time.

"There is nothing to worry about, just want to die?"

Xia Chen said calmly, not in a comforting tone, but in a curious tone.

The man thought for a while, as if recalling his emotions today.

"How should I put it, I woke up at 07:30 in the morning, brushed my teeth, washed my face. Then I went to work and bought three meat buns on the way. Then, as always, I signed in, held meetings, worked, and assigned tasks.

, to make a plan, was returned. "

Having said that, the man sighed.

"Returned, revised, returned, approved, colleagues resigned, new employees joined, did not finish the work, stayed to work overtime, and there were a few young boys working overtime together

, discussing where to go for a drink after get off work.I really envy them, they still have the energy to drink after working overtime.I just want to sleep when I go back, well, I may not be able to sleep yet. "

The man suddenly laughed and took a drag on his cigarette.

"Since I can't sleep, and there is no one waiting for me at home, I just go for a walk. So I walked around, there was no snack I wanted to eat, nothing I wanted to buy, and I couldn't afford it, or I said no.

Willing to buy.

My son's grades are good, and I heard that my ex-wife recently has a good partner who seems to be getting married, and I am happy for them.When I got here, I looked at Naoe and suddenly wanted to jump off, nothing special

reason. "

The life of an adult is like a running account. There are no exciting twists and turns like novels or movies. Some are just struggling in life, and the cycle of life and death is exhausting.

40 Our lives-

This kind of thing is not uncommon. It can be said that it was more frequent and common in the previous era.

When he was in Sujiang, Xia Chen had seen the neighbors he met while shopping in the vegetable market during the day, and hanged himself in his home the next morning.