Chapter 69: The Flower of Darkness and the Three Months of Green Beans

  Those flowers

  Luo Xiaogang's mother was ill, and his relatives from his hometown called. Luo Xiaogang didn't answer the phone, he went out with his girlfriend. Jiang Jiehong went to the library to find him, Tian Wen said he wasn't there, he went out with his girlfriend.

  He just hung up the phone.

  When you're next to your phone, you can't find it, but as soon as you walk away, there's an important call. That's the law of telephones.

  When I like him, there is always another person who likes him too, either now or in the past, or maybe in the future. I am always in between, and it's a difficult situation.

  When checking out at the supermarket, the queue next to you is always faster, and the person in front of you always buys a lot of things with their shopping basket piled high.

  When carrying something very heavy, I always fail to hail a taxi. The more mistakes I make, the more wrongs I accumulate. Even when trying to learn from experience, I end up making more mistakes. Gradually, mistake after mistake piles up, and with just one misstep in thought, I continue down the path of error, until I forget what's right.

  By nightfall, Tian Wen finally found Lou Xiaogang in the grass by the lake, crouching like a hunter searching for prey.

  "Someone from your family is calling." Tian Wen took out his mobile phone, "I'll answer it."

  Luo Xiaogang stared straight ahead, "Shh, they're almost here."

  Tian Wen shook his head and left.

  Youqianya said she wants to review and doesn't want to meet for the time being. But there are still rumors that she is dating a boy. Today is her birthday, but she didn't come to find herself either.

  It wasn't until night fell that I saw Yu Qingya's shadow, wearing a hat with the brim very low. The man beside her, even from a distance, was unmistakably Ling Haifeng.

  They?

  You Qingya didn't notice Lou Xiaogang hiding in the grass, she walked slowly with her head down, while Ling Haifeng had a somewhat smug expression beside her.

  They walked towards the dormitory building 13. Lou Xiaogang followed them along the small path next to the school's convenience store, keeping a distance from them all the time.

  Ling Hai doesn't fear the wind, Yu Shui is really dead, there are no ghosts in this world. You Qingya chose a thrilling location, fitting her personality, she's had enough of Wang Sha Li on that bed of hers, and also in the hotel, last time she said to go to the teaching building at midnight but she didn't dare.

  Luo Xiaogang stood stupidly on the stairs, watching them kiss, under the big sky with moonlight shining down on their almost overlapping shadows.

  Someone is singing, a woman's voice off-key, no music, only trembling sounds drifting from afar.

  That burst of laughter reminds me of my flowers

  In every corner of my life, quietly opening for me

  I once thought I would stay by his side forever

  Today we have already left in the vast sea of people

  The singing voice in his ear made Lou Xiaogang tremble, and Ling Haifeng quickly pushed open You Qingya on the rooftop. "Did you hear someone singing? And someone is crying."

  Yu Qingya slowly raised her head and said, "I heard that a girl jumped off the building here and died, with her head cracked open."

  Luo Xiaogang responded with a grunt. Yu Qingya turned her head and said, "Luo Xiaogang, you've been following me for a long time too, come up."

  Ling Hai Feng took a step back, "Who are you?"

  The sound of singing and crying stopped, and a woman's voice was added, "You lied... You said you would love me, you said you wouldn't leave me..."

  Ling Hai covered his ears, his body went limp, "Stop singing, stop talking, stop talking......"

  Youqian Ya walked up to Lou Xiaogang's side, "Don't you love me? Didn't you want to marry me? Kill him!"

  Luo Xiaogang was dazed and saw Ling Haifeng and You Qingya rolling on the ground, naked. After a while, it seemed to have turned into another woman, whose face could not be seen clearly.

  With a knife in hand, he walked closer, wrestled, and hacked with all his might. Ling Hai Feng dodged and weaved but couldn't avoid the blade, which stabbed directly into his eye, blood covering his face as he let out a miserable scream...

  Yu Qingya slowly walked downstairs without looking back.

  Tian Wen was waiting at the door on his motorcycle and handed her a helmet, still the same motorcycle that had gone to the blood bank to steal blood for making bloody footprints.

  ……

  Yu Qingya said to her mother, "This way, my sister can go to heaven."

  Wang Tuqiang said to You Qingya, I love her more than my own life. Such a beast cannot get close to my daughter. Please take this money.

  Wang Shali said to her new boyfriend, "You see, those who betray me will come to no good end."

  Lou Xiaogang said to his deceased mother: "Why didn't you let me see you for the last time?"

  Tian Wen said to You Qingya, "Dear, can you finally agree to marry me?"

  The school leader told the construction team: "Demolish that building ahead of schedule. Three people have already died from jumping off it."

  We don't know who to love and who not to love, whether to be selfish or to forbear, whether to move forward or backward.

  It was just a tape recorder left to his family before he died.

  Postscript: The magazine article I wrote last year was basically shot down, and meeting the editor of "Thriller E" this year was also very coincidental. Because I have to go to work, and after work I have to write a novel, so basically all the editors who asked me to contribute articles were nowhere to be found.

  Gu Yuexuan is an exception, I have never seen such a persistent editor, as long as he is online, whether I am hiding or not, he is urging me to submit my manuscript, with pleas, encouraging words, threats, and even suicidal declarations like "If you don't hand in your manuscript, I'll die, can you bear to see me hang myself?"

  Actually, I'm just escaping from something, escaping the frustration of failure, I'm afraid of being shot.

  Thanks to "Thriller E" magazine and editor Gu Yue Xuan for re-establishing my confidence in writing short stories.

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