Dreams

Nightmare.

Night and night: double-killing of humanity

I lost a part of my memory because of the car accident, and I lost my memory.

When she went to the hospital to prescribe her medication, she was surprised to see my husband’s picture.

At the time of the visit, doctors said that their prescriptions had been replaced with hallucinogens.

But my husband was the only one I could change.

One.

I’ve been dreaming about the same woman for a while now.

The woman was so beautiful, she was smiling, she had a pale face, she saw a body on her face, her blood-stained mouth burst open, her voice squeaked and creepy.

Once again, I was scared, my nightgown was sweaty and wet, and my hands were shaking.

The husband woke up at once and turned on the light and put me in his arms: “It’s a nightmare again.” I’m sorry.

I couldn’t afford to nodding my head, leaning on him, looking at the dark night outside the window.

After a few days, I posted it online.

Dr. Qin is approximately 25,6 years old and is a woman with short, clean and able hair.

She enquired very carefully about my condition and assumed that it was psychological stress caused by excessive stress, so that she could open up some of the sleeping pills.

I was just talking, and I called for nothing and said that when I came to pick me up, I had a rough time, and then I hung up.

The screen’s still on. I went to see Dr. Qin first.

But she didn’t notice my sight, but she looked up on my phone screen with fear and looked at something horrible.

I couldn’t help but read the phone, and there was a picture of me on the screen with a white one, and we were both very close.

Dr. Qin’s voice is a little shiver, “This is…? I’m sorry.

“My husband said to pick me up later. “I smiled, and my finger slipped on his face on the screen.

But she’s still staring at me in a complicated way, and I can’t help but wonder why, but she’s the first to say, “Your husband is handsome. I’m sorry.

That’s why I’m not curious, and I’m saying, “Thank you, we’ve been in love for seven years and we’ve been married since we graduated. I’m sorry.

“It’s been ten years”… she murmurs and whispers, “Your husband’s so nice, so busy to pick you up. I’m sorry.

I said, “I’ve had a bad brain, but he’s got a little bit of a problem, and I can’t go home. I’m sorry.

She’s been acting curiously, asking what’s going on.

A year ago, I was taken to a hospital on an emergency basis for a car accident, and although my life was saved, the brain left a very serious aftereffect, lost some of my memory and became very poor.

Too often, things are lost, sometimes things are forgotten, and more recently they have insomnia, always nightmares.

Dr. Qin, for one moment, said: “There are many reasons for the loss of memory, and besides physical damage, there may be emotional and psychological factors. Memory is stored in the brain, like being locked in a box, and you’re now like losing a key, and we have a electroshock therapy that stimulates neurons in the brain and finds lost memories. I’m sorry.

“That’s great! As soon as I hear my memory back, I’m so happy I have to fix the time for treatment.

And she looked away, “This is not a rush, I will give you medicine first.” I’m sorry.

When she prescribed me the medicine, I noticed that there was a golden bracelet in her wrist with orchids on her wrist, shining in the sun, and I couldn’t help but admire it, “Your bracelet is beautiful. I’m sorry.

She hit the wrist on the keyboard, “Yes? Thank you. “There were two. I’m sorry.

I asked, “What about the other one?” I’m sorry.

She looks at the bracelet, drops her eyelashes, “I accidentally lost them. I’m sorry.

I looked at the bracelet again and I said, “That’s too bad. I’m sorry.

Ten minutes later, she handed me the medicine and a card, and I put my hands on it, and I took a fine look at it.

Neurologist – Qinna.

She told me again that electroshock therapy was no small matter, and she hoped that I would consider it carefully and decide later.

I nod my head and three thanks and then open the door.

When I walked out of the hospital door, I saw a black jeep parked on the side of the road, waiting for it in the first place. I jumped down the steps and ran into his arms.

We got into the car a while later, and the jeep started, and I looked up, as if I had seen Qinna, standing by the window, and she was looking at us in cold and cold, like a fiery statue, sad and sad.

I wanted to see more clearly, but I found her missing.

Two.

I talked about electroshock therapy in my car for nothing, because I’m excited about my memory.

But he wasn’t infected by my emotions, he was just holding the wheel, looking in the eye, and after a while I heard him whispering, “Some things don’t seem bad…”

I just thought he was worried about me and didn’t go down.

At night, the neighbour Natsei stood at the door and, in the absence of any white light, he simply stuffed his skin and turned his head.

It’s full of raw fish sushi in the box, and it’s bright, it’s delicious.

I put the lid on again with no good breath, and there was a bit of depression in my heart.

When we first moved here, Natsu Ei ran to my house for three days and sent her away. It’s clear to me that she’s not drunk.

Even worse, I thought that she was single and found out that she was married only because her husband did not go home often for work reasons.

I don’t know if I can’t even dress up, or if she doesn’t look at me.

I don’t like her, but her husband Liu Chang-hing is honest.

At home, we sometimes have a little help, and every time we come back from the sea, we send our neighbours some foreign tobacco and alcohol snacks and stuff. He says that he often goes out, that his wife is alone, that many things are not convenient, that he is not close enough to his neighbour to take care of him.

Thanks to him, it didn’t make me feel like I was going to say what I wanted to say.

After a while, when I came back to buy something, I asked him what happened.

I sat on the sofa and said, “Oh, Natsumi just arrived and sent you your favorite raw fish sushi. I’m sorry.

“I don’t like to eat raw fish, I like to eat your shrimp.” I’m sorry.

I’m in a better mood and I’m in the kitchen making a bowl of prawns.

After dinner, I was on the sofa watching TV, and the sight was swept down to the cupboard under the TV cabinet and I jumped off the sofa and turned it off.

And then, unexpectedly, it was replaced with a back face, and when I put it in, it was still facing.

I thought, “What is it? I’m sorry.

I didn’t even think about saying, “Did you move the medicine? Is it uncomfortable? I’m sorry.

And when I did not answer, I turned back to him and caught him in the shadow of a flash.

But when I look at it again, his face is back to normal as if it was just a moment of my eyes.

He smiled: “The throat was a bit dry, and he chewed a throat chip. I’m sorry.

I nod my head to show that I knew, and then reached out and repositioned the case.

Before I went to bed at night, I told him about electroshock therapy.

But he still strongly believes that electroshock treatment is more bad than good, and we talk about each other, and then we don’t talk.

I just lay on fire all night.

3

Since I took the sleeping pills prescribed by the hospital, the nightmare has stopped, but it has become less and less.

One day I looked at the face in the mirror and thought it might be better to go out and go to the supermarket.

It was only at the supermarket that it found out that today was the day of a break, when the people in the supermarket had their heads pummeled, loud and loud, and their ears were buzzing.

I’m in it, I’m having trouble breathing, I have black eyes, I’m probably having another disease, I’m in a state of panic, I’m looking unconsciously for something to help.

One hand held my arm.

I was looking up to thank you, but I found this man Qinna.

She took me out of the supermarket and drove me home uneasy.

Since the accident, I have had little contact with people, and I have had no opportunity to know people, plus no work.

I’ve never seen anyone else in this house.

For the first time, there was someone else’s breath in this empty house. I was so greedy that I wouldn’t let her go, so I took some fruit snacks, and I tried so hard to keep her with me.

And Qinna is really funny.

When I first saw her, I thought she was serious and I didn’t even laugh, and it was only today that I knew that she had a good mind, a good language and a very warm heart, and we laughed and the sun fell.

The door was ringing, I looked at the time and I knew it was white.

I jumped off the couch and picked him up, and I just ran into him and looked up. He asked, “Is someone here? I’m sorry.

I didn’t answer, but I picked up the briefcase in his hand and dragged him to Qinna.

“This is Dr. Qinna, the famous Qin doctor I told you about last time. I couldn’t get a cab today, thanks to her. I’m sorry.

I didn’t tell him what he almost fainted. If he knew, he’d make a big deal out of it. I might have been banned from going out.

I blinked at Qinna and thanked her for keeping it a secret.

“Thank you for coming back. “It is dangerous to reach out with a hand, a little head, and his face is calm, his five officials are cold and ingested, and when they don’t laugh, there’s an apathy of rejection thousands of miles away.

“You’re welcome. That’s what I should do. Qinna’s courteous response.

In the evening, I left Qinna at home to eat, and after a few push-outs, Qinna refused, and offered to show us a hand.

The food was brought to the table very quickly, and Qinna put her own Krabby Powder head in front of him.

But they didn’t move a chopstick, but they only took my food.

I was so busy with a lion’s head in a white bowl, “You taste it, it’s really good. I’m sorry.

That’s what I took. I said, “That’s good. I’m sorry.

I was busy laughing to see Qinna, but I saw that she was not half laughing, but staring at the white, as if she were thinking.

I hesitated to call her name, and she came back and smiled and said, “Good. I’m sorry.

I’m just relaxing, and I’m happy to ask her about the lion’s head.

Since that dinner, Qinna and I have become good friends.

Qinna seems to be very interested in the white and asks me often.

I don’t know, but I try to remember, but after the accident, I almost forgot about my shared love experience, and I couldn’t spell a full story of a few pieces of memory.

It makes me want my memory back fast.

I asked Qinna again about electroshock treatment, and she told me seriously that electroshock therapy was still dangerous and hoped that I would reconsider it.

I’m afraid and I’m hesitant; it’s just that Qinna said she’s going to train in the field.

The electroshock treatment was put on hold again.

After going home, something happened.

In the middle of the night, the Ale’s pipe blew up and called to get some help.

I didn’t want to, but it wasn’t a big deal, but I asked you to take care of her alone when she left a few days ago.

Anyway, it’s not right. I had to go with her for free.

Fortunately, I followed.

Then Natsumi came to me with only a wet white towel to greet the white, and almost wrote his face. It just kept me from playing.

When I left, I was afraid I was jealous, and I kept trying my best.

But I didn’t look good, but I didn’t.

Because I know I have a white heart, and this kind of feeling is something that is supposed to trust each other, and I believe that I have love for me and that I am confident that I will protect it.

4

I was confident, but reality gave me a great deal of horseback.

I recently felt that my health was falling off a cliff, and sleeping pills were being taken more and more, but it was still difficult to sleep.

Occasionally, lucky enough to sleep for a while, the dream saw the woman, with a blurry flesh, a moist black hair stuck to her head, and a little red blood flowing down from her rotting body.

I woke up in my dreams several times sweating, and I was on the verge of collapse.

I don’t know when it started. I suddenly felt like everything was wrong.

I began to fear the sun, the sound, the sound of a little noise, and I could not eat, the night could not sleep, and I began to lose my hair in a lot.

I used to walk away, and sometimes I couldn’t respond with a few words.

Faced with his fears, I was still unable to tell him what his situation was and his work was busy enough, and I did not want to distract him any more.

But he mistakenly thought that I was bored at home alone and bought a yellow bird to make me happy.

I don’t like birds. I remember saying that I was pecked by birds when I was a kid, and there was a shadow over all the sarcasm birds, but I forgot.

I pretended to be happy, though I didn’t like it.

It’s beautiful, and it’s so loud and so bright that it starts to scream every morning, and even in the afternoon it’s like it’s never tired.

I’m not sleeping well, and I’m upset by it.

People are easy to drill when they get sick, and I think it’s bad for me to buy a bird without asking questions, and I don’t give a shit about how I feel. The more I feel, the more I feel, the tears come down, and maybe he’s getting bored.

This yellow bird is the symbol of our love’s death.

I’d say ash, or even evil thought, “If only this bird were dead.”

One day, the yellow bird really died and fell in a cage.

I’m still sorry that I didn’t like it, and I’ve had a curse on my breath, and that a little life that’s been bouncing away. So I buried the little yellow twig in the yard and carved a gravestone out of wood.

When I did this, I looked behind my back, and his eyes were complicated, and he said nothing, but I thought he was blaming me.

It’s not my fault that Huang is dead. Why would he blame me? Is it possible that a gap between two people, a little bit of it, could be the trigger for a collapse?

Three days after the cold war, he said he was going on a business trip to Qing Dynasty County.

He dragged the suitcase and went down the stairs, and I stood at the stairs, watching his head and his back, and he stopped.

And as he was about to come out of the door, he suddenly stopped, and he said, “You don’t like the yellow one I gave you, you can talk to me, but you shouldn’t hurt an innocent life. I’m sorry.

I swung, caught the sound of the string, ran up and grabbed his luggage, “What do you mean?” I’m sorry.

And when he was not able to move in his arms, he looked down at me, and there was a cold in his eyes, so strange as a dagger pierced his heart: “I see with my own eyes that you threw the yellow bird to death and put it back into the cage. I’m sorry.

The Word was like a thunderbolt, and he seized the door while We were watching.

5

An hour after he left, I was standing at the door.

He saw me throw a yellow bird to death? But why do I have no memory, not even a vague impression?

I was afraid that everything that was familiar would become so strange, that I was in such a bad state, that I had left salt for cooking, that I had left the door unlocked, that I had now fallen to death and that I had no idea.

So what’s the terrible thing to do in the corner of my memory?

I’m even more disturbed by a sentence that’s about to go.

When I was very young, my mother had schizophrenia because of his father ‘ s cheating, when all that was passed on was the genes of my mother ‘ s mental illness.

Later, when I went to college, my mother left alone and was taken with her life by car.

And my father had no family with us long ago.

If you leave me for nothing, what happens in the future, I can’t think.

Since the time of the trip, he has not called a single telephone call, which he used to make every time he was on a business trip for at least two hours, and it was only when I protested that he hung up.

I was desperate to guess he was really angry this time.

A week has passed without a single call.

At night, I was alone in an empty room full of dark and bleak silver white, and my heart was beating so hard, shaking and pouring all the pills from the bottle into my hands and swallowing them.

Somehow I fell asleep.

In my dream, I saw their faces floating in the air, their big mouths one by one, and their mouths one by one.

“I want you to have some face. Don’t beat me up. Let go. I don’t like you anymore! I’m sorry.

“Why did you choose me? Why did you rob me of every man I like? I’m sorry.

“Anjin’s mother is crazy. They have a history of mental illness. Don’t play with her. It’s contagious. I’m sorry.

“Anjin, you’re a madman. You’ll never get to like a man like your mother. Can you kill everyone who doesn’t like you? I’m sorry.

It’s like a bunch of sound in my head, my hands and feet are cold, and every bone on my body is shaking, “Shut up! Shut up! I’m sorry.

And We opened our eyes from the bed, and We fell upon the ground with a crystal lamp from the table, and heard nothing but a loud sound, and the earth was full of shit.

The sound of a stingy ear cuts through the thick night, and I wake up like a dream, and I look at all the glare of glass, and I can’t believe what’s happening. No, I’m not. I’m not crazy. I’m not crazy! I’m sorry.

And We leaned against the corner of the wall, and a squealing sob came out of the body, revolving in silent air.

I haven’t been in touch for two weeks, and I’ve been dazed and dazed in these ten days, and puppets sit on the couch every day, with their eyes empty, as if the world was alone, and the passage of time meant nothing to me.

Another night of sleepless sleep, I went out of bed and looked at the clock on the wall, and at 2:15 a.m. I pushed the door like a ghost and stood in the yard.

It’s dark in the night, it’s dark, it’s dark in the next building, it’s a light in Natsumi’s room, and I can see a beautiful figure in my head after the curtains. I hate to bite my teeth. I’m sorry.

I recall that, on the third day after I left for nothing, Hae-e-e-e-e-e came to knock on the door and told me that she had proposed a divorce with Liu Chang-eun, so let me get to know her.

As if she were sure that she would divorce me, and then they would marry.

Or is it the more I want to be surprised that behind what I don’t know, there has been some undisclosed agreement between them?

The anger and resentment in the heart spread like grass.

“If she’s real with a white one…”

A sudden thought came out of my head, followed by a fire in the head, and the whole mind was burned out, and I suddenly looked black and quickly lost consciousness.

The dream of my own body floats in a sea of vision, and rises and rises as the waves roll on and down, and when I sense it, I lie in a warm embrace, and I open my eyes and touch my cheek with a white and gentle touch. “Be good, sleep a little.” I’m sorry.

The voice is so low and soothing.

And I went to sleep, drowsy.

When I woke up again, it was the evening of the next day, and it seemed as if something had happened to me when I woke up from my bed with my sour neck, my window was full of crowds and a police car on the street.

I was in a hurry to get dressed and run.

Six.

The first time she was found dead was an hour’s work, when she knocked on the door for half a day and walked in when she found it open.

She was strangled from behind, the murder weapon was wire or something, and the time of death was between 2 and 3 in the morning on 11th.

According to an on-site survey, the suspects entered the gate and there were signs of burglary inside, suspected of burglary and murder. Liu Changhing, who heard the bad news, came back from the field shortly after he confirmed that a rose-shaped ruby necklace had been lost.

The police gave a statement to the nearby neighbours, where there were speculations, as well as rumours about Natsumi’s affair, several whisperings, and occasional obscurities.

I’m standing in a noisy crowd like I’ve been stung.

“Miss, did you hear anything at the time of the murder? A policeman came to ask me.

“I…” I took two steps back and hid my hand behind my back.

Just a moment ago, I suddenly found a tiny ligature in my hand, and I didn’t remember anything about that glitch.

What is the connection between Natsumi Ein, who was strangled to death, and the ligature of his hand?

“Miss…” The police wonder about me.

My fists were tight and I didn’t speak, and my body was stiff and tight.

“We were sleeping at the time of the crime, and we heard nothing. “I’ve come here for nothing, gently holding my hand.

The police looked at me strangely and said, “This lady is all right? I’m sorry.

“My wife has less guts, she’s scared. “Don’t worry, the police will catch the killer.” I’m sorry.

After the police records were completed, a salute was paid, “Please contact us if you have any information. I’m sorry.

Nod in white, of course.

When the police left, I was still thinking of taking a hold of them, and I came home without a word of fear.

I was in a state of discomfort, I heard nothing but a white cry, and it was he who put me in his arms from behind that I returned.

“Really? What’s wrong with you? Haven’t you missed me for so long? I’m sorry.

“Why didn’t you call me?” I’m sorry.

He explained, “I didn’t mean, really, I missed you so long because the project site had no signal during the day, when I got to the hotel at night, and I was afraid I’d wake you up. I’m sorry.

I can’t tell you what it’s like to be distracted and restless every day, and I’ve been worried about myself for half a month, as if I’ve lived a lifetime, but I am sure again that I can’t leave him.

A few days later, I took his changed suit to dry-clean, but I found a car ticket in my pocket, and I didn’t mean to look at it, and my eyebrow wrinkled.

This is the bus ticket from Greenwood County to the city on the 11th of this month, the day Natsumi died.

The ticket says it’s 1.10 a.m., but it takes more than three hours to get to the city and at least 4 a.m., why would he lie to the police and say we were sleeping at the time of the crime?

I had no idea for half a day, and when he came back, I was holding a car ticket that had been worn out, and I ended up not asking.

Despite what I told myself, what happened a few days later dragged me into an endless abyss.

I was going to go to the storage room and get a lawn mower to clean up the weed in the yard, but I found a fine wire by the locker in the storage room.

I’ve carefully compared the wire to the palm of the hand, but the size of the wire is not different from the ligature of the hand.

My liver broke in a moment, and that terrible thought in my head resurfaced again, and became stronger and more real, and my heart beats so hard, and I freaked out and shoved the wire into the cupboard and fled from the storage room.

After the wire, another incident followed.

When I brushed my shoes, I found in the soles of my shoes only the tarts that were in Natsumi’s yard.

I walked into her garden? But I can’t remember at all that this is a terrible thing.

Despite all the reasons I’ve given myself, all the evidence now points to the same thing, and I have something to do with Natsumi’s murder.

Is it the same as that yellow bird? I did something irreversible and I forgot everything?

I can’t think about it any more. I can’t breathe with a sudden sense of guilt.

I decided to confess, and I put my ticket in front of him, “When did you get home on the 11th, the night Natsumi died? I’m sorry.

“Why do you ask? He looks calm.

I bit my lips and looked him in the eye, “Why did you lie to the police when you came home at 4:00?” I don’t actually have an alibi, do I? I’m sorry.

“What are you talking about?” I’m sorry.

“Did you know something, so you lied to the police on purpose, and did you do something to protect me ?” I said, “I’m so fast, I’m so impulsive, I’m already a little speechless.

Despite the efforts of the police to investigate the case, there was no breakthrough, the perpetrators were very careful and no fingerprints or footprints were left on the scene, which made it difficult to solve the case.

If my blood is tied together, it’s likely to be an accomplice, and I hate myself and I’ll go to hell together.

I went on to say out of control, “When Natsumi died, I had a strange ligature in my hand, and a wire was missing in my possession, just like the weapon that strangled Natsumi.

My shoes were covered in her yard, and I was in a bad mood, and I couldn’t figure out what to do.

I… could have killed Natsumi, I killed someone. I’m sorry.

I was scared to look at my hands, I was emotional, I couldn’t cry, and I ended up sitting on the ground with my face covered in a plume, and my tears were pouring out like a tight water tap.

I came to my side for nothing and crawled in front of me, “I took the wire from the storage, because the project had to tie up some equipment, so I brought some past. I bought a ticket for the 11th, but I didn’t get in the car, and a colleague drove home, and I took the ride early.

In fact, we’ve got a lot of moss in our garden, but it’s normal to stick to the soles of their shoes. And as for the ligature of your palm, when I came home, you were lying in bed, with a band tied to your palms, and you probably forgot to take it off when you got your hair… “

When he had a clear line of thinking, he did a quick article-by-article analysis, and he ended up crying, “Oh, my God, what is going on in his head all day?” I’m sorry.

“Is that so?”

I’ve fallen off the eyelashes. Are all the horror speculations of my own brain openings?

He put me in his arms, “Don’t be silly. You’re the sweetest fairy in the world. If you really get into hell, I’ll go to hell and follow you. I’m sorry.

7

More than a month has passed and the case of Natsumi remains unknown.

Although I promised I would not let myself be disturbed, I had made up my mind.

A few days later, when Qinna came back from the field, I came to visit the house, and under my soft, hard, hard bubble, she finally agreed to the electroshock treatment, scheduled for next Wednesday.

The day before the treatment, I had nightmares again.

I was hunted down by a man who couldn’t see my face, and there was no one in the wilderness, and I ran without my life, but I couldn’t get rid of that horrible figure.

Suddenly, when my foot slipped and fell down, the man approached the ground, and I was so shocked that before I could call for help, the neck was covered with a cold wire, the wire was so tight, the neck was sorely strangled, I had difficulty breathing, the two feet were strutting, and I cried out in a hurry, “Wei Ha…”

As soon as it came out, people woke up.

I was sweating from my bed, and the terror of my dream was too real, and I was still in it.

Wait, who’s Weiha? Why am I calling this man? I don’t know where that name was, but I can’t remember who he was.

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And at the moment when he turned his head, he was in danger of a white look, and his eyes were darkened, so he looked at me without an expression, and he looked at me like a shadow, and he could not see. I got a hum in my head, straight-up stupid.

I cried out in my dream to another man, and I didn’t know if I would hear anything. I’m lying down in my heart and I don’t know how to explain it.

“I am…”

But he didn’t get angry, but he put me in his arms.

“Have you had nightmares? It’s true. It’s all right. Everything’s gonna be fine. I’m sorry.

I came to see Qinna on Wednesday morning.

Before the treatment, she asked me the last time, “Do you really think about it? The electroshock treatment is dangerous to the body. I’m sorry.

I smiled at her, “I thought about it. I’m sorry.

The device was ready, and I lay still on a white sheet, and she attached two pieces of iron to my temple and tied my chest wrists to the instrument.

I finally took a deep breath and smiled more than a OK, Qinna pressed the switch.

In a moment, my head was blown open, many long needles pierced my brain, a needle to the brain, my fist to the punch, my body shivering like a sifter, and the whole bed squeaked.

I saw a girl with a confused mind, in the shadow of a blurry light.

And then I saw that there was a white youth, and the three of us were walking in parallel, laughing, looking good.

When I wanted to look at the girl’s face, suddenly, the sky was cloudy, and the image turned, and I held up with a man whose face was blurry, and in the eye, I swung up with him, and they had already had their eyes reddled, and they looked brutal, as if they were going to kill each other.

And We cried out, and suddenly they were both gone, and I found myself in a dark forest.

The sky is covered by a high, dark, pressurized tree. I can’t breathe. I’m scared. I’m running for help.

Suddenly, when I was in front of him, I ran and I didn’t say anything, and he grabbed me by the neck, and I was in shock and I didn’t understand what was going on.

I can’t breathe, I can’t get my hands on a white shoulder. And he strangled me, and the more he choked, the more his fingernails were embedded in my flesh, and he didn’t mean to let go.

“Really, I’m not good to you. Why betray me? I’m sorry.

Cold and cruel words are like a magic spell, and I close my eyes slowly, and my breath is getting weaker and weaker until the breath is completely gone…

Anjin, wake up! Wake up! I’m sorry.

The distant sky suddenly sounded a voice, panicped, but it had the power to break all obstacles. My heart was beating again in my chest, blinded and Qinna’s anxious face appeared.

When I woke up, she cried, “You’re awake. I’m scared. I’m sorry.

“I am…”

The aftereffects of electric shocks have not receded, and I’m dizzy, not only faint, but also pain and nausea, and my whole body is in pain.

I got out of bed with my mouth shut and ran to the garbage can on the corner and threw up clean.

She came over here to slap my back and she said, “It’s okay. It’s okay. I’m sorry.

Half an hour later, I finally spoke.

“What did you see during the shock? I’m sorry.

I didn’t answer, but I asked her, “Did it happen when the shock struck?” I’m sorry.

“Not that electroshock therapy can help you to open the memory of dust, but it may not have actually happened, but it’s your subconscious reaction. I’m sorry.

I don’t get it.

She explained to me, “Simplicitly, like a dream, from a psychological point of view, the dream is an unconscious window, the dream is more abstract and empty, the electroshock treatment may be more precise, and what you see, although it may not really have happened, is your subconscious reaction. I’m sorry.

Subconscious reaction?

No way. Why would subconscious tell me to kill me? This is ridiculous!

And I’m with another man. Did I cheat? So he’s gonna kill me! It’s impossible! It’s impossible! I don’t even know what’s wrong with my head, but I can’t believe this subconscious.

She said, “You just called Tang Wing during the treatment. Is she your friend? I’m sorry.

I closed my eyes and I thought that Tang Wing was the girl I was with, but there was no memory, except for a few fragments of my brain.

The more I think about my head, the more I look at Qinna, the more I’m patiently appeased: “It’s normal not to think of it at once, and we’ll try it again when you’re well. I’m sorry.

I nod my head. I just wanted to say something.

The phone ringer reminds me of the medicine, and I took out a bottle of it from my bag, fell six in my palm and just about to eat it. I’m sorry.

I stopped and looked at her somehow, and Qinna picked up a tablet from me, looked at it in the palm, and asked me, “This is the medicine I gave you? You’ve been eating lately?”

I nod my head.

She took a deep breath and she said, “This is not my medicine. I’m sorry.

I wonder, “What?” I’m sorry.

She asked me to wait, and then she went out with the bottle, and then, after half an hour, she came back to me and put a drug test report on the table, and she said, “It’s really not the drug I gave you, it’s hallucinogen, and your medicine was dropped. I’m sorry.

I took the test report from the table, which clearly states that the substance of the drug, diethylamide lysergic acid, can cause hallucinations, emotional changes, acute mental illness or serious behavioural disorders.

I know every word, but I can’t read it.

My hands are shaking so hard that I can’t hold on to this thin piece of paper. No wonder I’ve been in the wrong mood for a while before. I’m not just depressed, I’m paranoid.

I sat still on the sofa, my eyes were empty, my head was like blowing open, I didn’t normally go out and nobody came home.

Only one person who has access to a drug exchange is in danger.

8

At night, when he came home from work for nothing, he untied his suit, untied his tie, “Where were you today?” I’m sorry.

When he asks, he comes to me with a smile, and his finger comes across my face, and he kisses my lips.

His eyes were still clear, his smile was still tender, but I couldn’t help feeling cold on my back.

I know of the side effects of electric shocks, but I didn’t expect them to be so serious that it became clear to me that he had a gentle and gentle hand on my waist and that he had been strangling my neck while electroshock therapy appeared in my mind.

I was sweating on my forehead, rushing to push him away and walking into the kitchen, and I said, “When I’m done, I’m going to get new medicine. And whispered, “I’m… I’m not feeling well today, I’m sorry I didn’t make dinner. I’m sorry.

He must have looked at me for a while and smiled, and said, “What are you talking about? “When I got up and walked towards me, I looked up at the big body, and I was so nervous.

But he bends his lips, petrifies my head, and then pulls me out on his shoulder, “Be good, watch TV on the couch, and the food will soon be ready.” “It’s time to put on an apron and lift your sleeves in the kitchen.

I looked at his busy figure, his obfuscation, the lingering images in my head, and the enigma after him left me unsettling and unsuspecting.

I’m really sorry to go to some kind of electroshock therapy right now, but why do I have to remember what I said and forget?

Half an hour later, he brought the last dish to the table and dinner was finally served. He put a piece of red meat in my bowl, “Look how thin you are lately. Eat more.” I’m sorry.

I put the chopsticks up and down, and suddenly I looked at him and said, “You know Tang Wing? I’m sorry.

“What do you remember? I’m sorry.

I shake my head, “Just suddenly thinking of a name. I’m sorry.

He said, “Dang Ying was a friend of ours, and she married abroad, and we haven’t heard from her for a long time. I’m sorry.

I whispered, and I whispered, “Did we ever fight? And it’s loud. I’m sorry.

He smiled and said, “What matters is that the husband and wife don’t fight, that they can apologize in peace after the fight. Every time I fight, I apologize because I love you more. I’m sorry.

I looked at him with his sincere eyes and smudged and said nothing.

In the evening, I lay still in my bed, and my mind became clearer, and if he had changed the medicine, I would have to sleep. In the middle of the night, he really woke up, coughed a few times, seemed a little uncomfortable, and I quickly closed my eyes.

When he came down from his bed, pouring a glass of water and returning to his bed again, I felt that he had been looking at me, his eyes had been on my face for a long time, and he had looked at it carefully, with a sense of oppression that went on for no reason.

My face was burning so badly that he could see that I was sleeping, but I could only continue to do so, as soon as I felt like I was going to last, he fell down and kissed me on the forehead, and gave me the horns, so he fell asleep again. A week later, the bottle was in the cupboard, and nobody moved but myself.

He’s been a little busy lately, getting home early and late, thinking about electroshock therapy, and he’s been out of his mind for a long time.

Early in the morning, when he was taking a bath in the bathroom, the phone on the table suddenly went off, and I wanted to bring it to him, but it was Qinna who sent the message, asking him to meet him at the rose restaurant at 8:00 p.m. I wonder, he said there’s a meeting tonight. Why don’t you go home and eat?

After an intense intellectual struggle, I looked at the phone, and I was surprised that I was cheating on Qinna.

From the chat records, it appears that more than a month ago, Qinna trained and went on business for nothing, and they met in secret, not only for food in the streets, but also for some intimate gestures.

I secretly put my phone back on the table and pretended I didn’t know it, and I looked at it at night and saw him both.

They sat in the corner of the restaurant, under a shaking candle light, and showed two little red faces, with the risk of holding Qinna’s finger in a white light, putting down her lips and kissing, and moving in a small and delicate manner.

In my heart, he should be gentle, secure, elegant, and not as he is, a pair of eyes bewildered and eye-browed as a pair of flaunting butterflies, and the whole community sends a dangerous breath.

I’m breathing and running away.

And when he came back, we shared our cards with him, and although he had asked for it, I had not moved, and was in danger of being driven to the study the night before, and we were formally separated.

But the strange thing is that last time I was just thinking about being together, I was so jealous that I couldn’t control myself; but after electroshock treatment, I saw with my own eyes the double betrayal of lovers and friends, but with little emotional volatility.

I can even calm down and start thinking about what happened after I met Qinna, and more and more questions are in my mind.

Since when did Qinna and Yu-sama start? Did she come close to me on purpose?

Did she say that my medicine had been changed, was it true, or was it just to get away from me? I seem to have fallen into a trap, and some seem to have come to save me, in fact just to add more earth to it.

I went to Qinna again soon and went straight to the geology. I didn’t think she would admit it soon, but she said it wasn’t as simple as I thought.

It is only when she has nothing to say that I have nothing to say, and she is rejected with mercy.

She did not refute it, but she kept quiet and told me, “I know you won’t believe what you say right now, and I can’t make it clear to you right now. Give me half a month, no, two weeks at the most, and I’ll tell you, but until then, don’t believe anyone, including anyone. I’m sorry.

9

Half a month has passed since Qinna contacted me.

And my relationship is getting easier, but I feel like we’re never gonna get back to that kind of love.

It was not Qinna’s fault to cheat, and without that thought, there would be no such situation. The more love, the more inexcusable.

Of course, I was wrong, too, and our love was tempered by neglect and suspicion of love, and I wanted to calm myself for a while and think about the way forward.

One day, I was on my way to the supermarket and met my old classmate, Fu Yun.

I’m a little impressed by Fu Yun, knowing she was my high school classmate, and he was so excited to see me.

I’m also glad that this is the first time I’ve met an old friend since I moved in.

We talked for a long time, and she said, “What’s going on with you and that man? It’s so good to be white, we’re scared to death when we know it, and we think we heard it wrong. I’m sorry.

I remember the flashes of my mind when I was in therapy.

She didn’t talk to me and thought I was embarrassed to admit, “Don’t lie to me. You’re in trouble. I’m sorry.

I don’t know what I’m supposed to say. I took a sip of a cup of tea, “I had a bad memory after the accident. I couldn’t remember what happened. I’m sorry.

She looked at it with suspicion and probably thought that I had deliberately lost my memory and did not go down. And I said, “Do you know Tang Wing?” I’m sorry.

“Of course I know. She lamented, “She’s dead. Who knows how young she is? I’m sorry.

I was like, “Don Wing is dead.” I’m sorry.

She looked at me strange, “You don’t know? This big news. She said she picked up the phone and searched the web site and then handed it to me.

I picked up the phone and found it to be a legal story.

In the past three or four years, women have been killed in various places, and the same method of doing the same, the murder weapon is a rope-like device, although the police have been trying to trace it and the perpetrators of the serial homicides are still at large.

“She’s been crazy since Tang Wing died, and I’ve seen her once before. She’s too old to look like a man. * She sighs and turns her head and she finds my face changed, and I’m shaking and I’m scared. *

Fu Yun was scared by me and hit him like, “What’s wrong with you?” I’m sorry.

I woke up in a dream and left my cell phone on a table like a gun. I couldn’t even say anything because I was too scared.

Fu Yun was busy with his cell phone and he said, “All lives are in order. It’s been so long. I’m sorry.

But I didn’t get so relieved by this, my heart jumped so fast, I couldn’t even dream, Don Yong was a nightmare!

The woman who always wakes me up from a dream is my best friend, Don Wing!

10

There was severe pain in the temple, I covered my head, my head broke, and a few images came out of my head.

In the house, Don’s slap, I covered my red face and looked at her in shock.

And she was so angry and she said, “Why do you want to rob me of every man I like, Anjin? I hate you! I’m sorry.

And the image turned into a mountain. The two of you, Tang Wing’s going to leave, and I’m stuck, and she pushes me to the ground and she says, “I have nothing to say to you. You’ve got nothing to say to yourself, you’ve got nothing to do with this!”

I’m holding Tang Wing’s neck in my back, and I’m squeezing it with one hand, and Tang Wing’s eyes are rumbling, “Anjin, you’re a madman who, like your mother, will never get to love him. Can you kill everyone who doesn’t like you? I’m sorry.

I was terrified, I couldn’t believe to look at my hands, and I was overwhelmed by the sudden fear.

Why would I dream of Don Wing?

We had a clash before her death, where her body was found, and my hands were strangled.

Does Don Young’s death concern me?

No! No! That’s impossible!

I kept beating my head and hoping to remember some useful clues, but no, my head was like a deep, empty well, empty hole, and deep down there was nothing but black.

And I was afraid and anxious, and my heart turned to my head with a fire that blew my whole body, and my tears fell out of control.

“True, true…” By the time I realized it, I was being held tight. In his arms he dragged me down with strong arms.

I slowly opened my eyes and covered my face with tears.

Fouyun stood by me, and when I finally woke up, he asked, “This is…”

“I am her husband. I’m sorry.

“…husband?”

Fu Yun’s face is even more surprising, looking at me, looking at white, like he wanted to say something.

And he said, “It’s so uncomfortable. It’s late. I’ll give you a ride. I’m sorry.

Fortune stood up with fun, “Oh, good, good. And I said to the one who’s still upset, “You get some rest, we’ll talk. I’m sorry.

My eyes are empty, my mechanized nodes.

The door was squeaky and closed, and I was alone in the big room, there was no light on, and I sat still in the shadows, and there was no strength left.

How did Natsumi die?

Why did Don Wing and I fight?

How did Tang Yong die?

What happened between Yu and I?

What about cheating?

China said my medicine was switched. Is it true?

Did my previous series of depressions think it was drug-stimulation or myself?

Are the pills in vain?

If it wasn’t for him, then who?

I can’t figure out how to figure it out.

I fell on the sofa, slowly closing my eyes, and the despair that lays over me devoured me.

Somehow, the light turned on, and I turned over, and I lifted my soft and weak arm to cover my eyes, and I didn’t fit in the light. And he crouched by the couch, and looked at me, and looked at me, and stretched out his long fingers, touching the wet hair before my forehead.

I let his hand rub around his face, my microfilm shivering, but without open eyes, I’m running away, and I want to sleep forever.

“The visa to immigrate to Canada has come down and we can leave next week. “He lays low in my ears, and his voice is as peaceful as ever, and he carries comforting tenderness.

I opened my eyes, and I couldn’t say “immigrants?” I’m sorry.

He noded his head and grabbed my forehead with his fingertips. “Yes, the company’s opening a branch in Canada, and the place of residence has been packed, better than this, and there’s an open space outside, and you can grow anything you want. I’m sorry.

But I interrupted him. I never wanted to emigrate.

“Really, change the environment, start over, you’ll forget everything here. I’m sorry.

And his cold sound turned back in his ear, so that he was firm and firm, and with a rejoicing hammer.

What else can I do if I swallow what I want? Are you going to turn yourself in?

Tell the police I may have killed someone, but I don’t know what I’m doing.

Do you have to live for this?

I will not say anything, change the environment, start over, perhaps the best arrangement.

Eleven.

This week, I was in the company for nothing, and I packed my house at home, and two people were organized and started a new life when everything was done.

When I was cleaning up the house, I found out that some of the household items were bad for shipping, and I wanted to leave them to my friends here. The first thing I thought of was Fu Yun, but her phone couldn’t work, so I had to.

I found a pink warm hand in the drawer.

The warm hands belonged to Qinna, and I almost fainted outside. She drove me home and borrowed the warm hands to keep me warm.

It is strange that the human being and the human being can be quickly transformed from a stranger to a good friend, and from a good friend to a stranger, and since our last meeting, neither of us has been in touch.

Now I’m getting out of here, and I’m probably never coming back, and I’m suddenly feeling a little sad and trying to say goodbye to this old friend.

I came to the hospital and learned that she had not been there for more than half a month and that the rest of the hospital had no idea where she had gone.

“Dr. Qin told me that if she hadn’t come to work for a long time, let me give you something and say you’d understand.” I’m sorry.

The little nurse took me to Qinna’s office, took a notebook and an unopened delivery from the drawer, “Well, that’s what Dr. Qin said. I’m sorry.

The nurse closed the door and left me alone.

I opened the notebook with doubt, and I looked at it, and it was her diary.

I look over one page, and I look at it, and I look at it, and I look at it, and I look at it, and I look at it.

Qinna has a five-year-old sister, one of whom has her father ‘ s surname, one of whom is Wang Xue, and one of whom is Qinna.

Wang Xue is married, but Qinna knows she has a lover.

Qinna accidentally saw a picture of the man on her cell phone, which was taken by Wang Xue without his attention. The man looked very good. Her eyes were as deep as eagles. Her sister disappeared and her body was found in the back of a mountain.

Qinna told the police about her sister’s lover and her phone was lost after Wangxie disappeared, and the police had to draw a portrait of Qinna’s memory to look for it. Unfortunately, it was too late to find it.

For six years now, the case has also become a pending case.

The photo of my phone screen attracted the attention of Qinna, who immediately recognized it as the man she saw that year, the eagle’s eyes, which kept her from being forgotten for years.

However, she could not do anything, had no evidence for years to come, and would be surprised to report to the police, so she pretended to make peace with me and took the opportunity to approach the police.

However, she was too careful to find a breakthrough, and later I discovered that she was in a situation where two people turned their faces.

Although she did not find evidence of murder in white, she found another thing that shocked her. In her diary, she wrote, “Anjin, I want to apologize to you. Our friendship, though based on lies and deception, is true, but if you are lucky to see it, I hope you will remember that there is no benefit in evading and despair, and that only if you pull yourself together and do your best to solve the problem. I’m sorry.

My heart fell into the ice, shivering and tearing up the delivery, and a clipping fell out of the file.

This is the local news in Gangbei City, where there is an insinuation entitled “A wife steals a man, her husband is beaten and turned into a vegetable” and an article that reports that a wife secretly meets a lover in a hotel and is blocked by her husband, who fights with her lover and husband, who accidentally rolls down the stairs and unfortunately becomes a vegetable.

It was accompanied by a picture of a young man lying on his bed, closed to his eyes and wearing an oxygen mask on his face, even though the map was very vague, but I just looked at it.

Time is still, there’s no vacuum around it, and I hear my heart pounding on my chest like it’s coming out.

I cried and sat on the ground, and my head bursted like a flood that opened the gate, and my head bursted, and I could only cry and release the pain.

The memories are beginning, I remember them all, and those who lie in their beds are in danger.

The one at home who’s been with me in the morning and in the morning is Wae Ha, who in a dream tried to snap my neck.

I moved to my new home in vain, next to my new neighbor named Wei Ha, who claimed to be a professional painter.

He was often invited to visit his family, and two people knew each other as soon as they arrived.

I knew that when Wei Ha had no girlfriend, I kindly introduced my best friend Tang Wing to him, and Tang Wing fell in love with him when he saw him at first sight, shuddering him all day long, unfortunately he was not too hot for her.

Then Tang Wing finally realized that Wei Ha didn’t like her because he was thinking about me.

Tang Wing was ashamed to think that I had introduced him to her on purpose to watch her joke, and then told him what he liked about me, but still chose to believe me.

I knew Weiha’s thoughts, and I cut him off.

One day, Don Wing called me and said that her clothes were wet, and now she’s trapped in a hotel guest room, so I’m going to get my clothes and I’m going to the hotel.

When I arrived in the guest room, I had a little chat, and I suddenly felt dizzy, and I realized something was not right, but it was too late and I lost consciousness.

For some time, I was woken up by a sound, and I saw a white and Wei-hu swaying in the shadows, and I struggled to get out of bed, but I fell and walked. When I’m sober again, it’s a bad day, and it’s a white accident falling down the stairs, hitting my head and unconscious.

Tang Wing knows he’s in great trouble, he’s gone into hiding, fermented by media reports, and everyone is accusing me of being a watery flower, and I’ve lost my job, and I have to find Tong Ying, who has to clean up my grievances.

One day, I found her new place, and I saw her driving out, and I followed her to the back of an empty hill.

I went up to her and said to her, “Who knows that she is not only shameless, but strangling her in the face, trying to kill her, but then reason stood up, and I let go and left in despair.”

On the way down the mountain, I heard her shouting for help, and I went back in a bad mood, and then came back and found that Wei Ho was strangled and strangled her neck, and she was in limbs and she was not breathing.

I turned my head and I ran, and I couldn’t get my mind off of it.

I picked up a frame on the table with a picture of Qinna and her sister Wang Xue.

The sisters looked like each other, but the sister was more gentle with snow and had a gold bracelet on their wrists.

As I heard from Qinna, her father was a goldsmith, who gave each sister a golden bracelet with the same style, except for one carved of plums, one carved of orchids, and Melan sentto, hoping that the two daughters would be as strong and as good as a man.

Qinna once said that she had lost a bracelet, that she had no words, that I had no deep thoughts, that there was such a reason.

I look at the people on the photo and remember Qinna and I have all these words in my heart and tears.

There is no point in regreting this, and Qinna is right. There is no benefit in evading and despair, and only a way to find a solution to this problem.

She also collected extensive information about serial killers, and I looked over one sheet, and when I turned over a message, I stopped, and there was a column dedicated to the victims’ missing items, which I found familiar with.

I looked back and finally remembered that I had accidentally broken into the library and discovered that I was holding a bracelet, and I asked, and he said it was a gift to the company’s clients.

I was still wearing it, and now I want to come, and it’s not new.

The bracelet is likely to be the relic of the victim, and if Wei Ha were the killer of the serial murder, he could be brought to justice if he found the key evidence, and those who were killed by him could be spared.

12

And I flew home, and the impostor said yesterday that there was a meeting, not so early, that he didn’t like to be touched, so I never went into the study.

If there’s a secret, it’s probably in the study, and I’m sure I’ll find out.

When I got to my house, I went to the second floor and the door to the library was locked, but it was hard to find me. All the keys to the door had been left, which had been lost when I moved, and then I found them in the warehouse, and I never knew anything about it.

I found the spare key to open the door and finally walked into this mysterious house.

The blue curtains were covered in half, and the light was dark, and a row of bookshelves were placed against the wall, full of books.

The bookcase was preceded by a huge violet desk, with all kinds of posts, and the brushes in the pens were like thick woods.

I looked through the posts on the desktop and went down to the drawers and cabinets, and there was nothing but a pile of stamps and paper, and nothing.

I’m sitting on a stool and I’m thinking. Where can I hide something in this room?

Look around and end up looking at the bookshelve behind you.

I stood up and walked, and I looked at the books on the bookshelve, and I kept every tiny corner.

All of a sudden, I stopped and smote with my fingertips a book in front of me. The ash on this shelf is clearly less than on the side.

And We immediately drew out a book of the book of the Book of Gerry, and when it was almost half, my heart beats fast, even though the light was dark, but I saw it, and there was a square box in the back of the well-arranged book.

I held my breath and carefully pulled out the black-painted box, which was unlocked and opened for a moment, and my tears came down.

And when We saw in it two bracelets of gold, and they were lying in a box of gold, white, strange and frightened.

One sculpted plum and another sculpted orchid, but it is obvious that one of the bracelets is just snow, while the other belongs to Qinna.

After Qinna’s disappearance, I had the feeling that she might have been a little rougher, but I never wanted to believe that now that the evidence was in front of me, and it was not a time for me to escape, I took a breath, put the bracelet back, and picked up a rose-shaped ruby necklace, which I thought had been lost at home.

Apart from that, there are bracelets, rings, earrings, rough numbers, about 78 or eight.

Every jewelry heralds the end of a living life, and I have a cold back and a moment of vomiting, as if I could hear those innocent lives crying for help.

But no one can save them, and helpless cries and profound despair are locked in this dark box of wood, where the blood of the murderers is on his hands.

I think something’s bursting in my head, it’s broken, it’s crushing on my chest, it’s suffocating me.

Suddenly, the sound of a switch fence came out of the window, and the faint sound came out of his ear, and I looked up, and Wei-ha passed away, and he came back early.

I’ve been trying to hide the wooden box in a grid and move the book back on the shelf. Breathe in, walk out of the study and close the door gently. I heard him calling me.

I bit my teeth and didn’t make a sound, my forehead was sweating, and this rusty key couldn’t be inserted into the locks at a critical time.

As Weiha walks up the stairs, his footsteps are getting closer, and the walls are already blurry.

My heart was beating, I quickly put a sweat in the horn, I held my breath hard, and the key finally got into the lock, and the twitch, and the door was locked.

I pulled the key off quickly, put it in my pocket, and the horses ran to the stairwell, and who turned the corner and jumped through it, and I didn’t break my foot and hit it on a big chest. I looked at Venus and fell back, and I was holding on to my arms.

“What are you doing up there? “I’m looking at you with my eyes dark and dark.

“I’m in the storage room, I don’t hear you. “I tried to contain the shock of my heart, and I answered naturally.

“I thought you were hiding from me. “Wiha said he bent his finger and put a little head on my forehead, and he had a laugh in his eyes, but I was so scared I couldn’t move.

When I think of that jewelry box behind the bookcase, I really want to throw two of my eyes in the toilet. How can I be wrong? How can I be wrong?

And Weiha saw me scoffing, and did not say anything, but took my hand downstairs.

I was quick to think about it, and I looked at it, and I was sweating again, and I suddenly found myself making a terrible mistake!

When I walked in the door, I rushed upstairs, put the file bag on the sofa, and there was Qinna’s murder file in the bag. Look at the situation, he didn’t find it, but it was hard to say two more steps forward.

“Dear, I’m thirsty. Can you get me a juice? * I’m holding his sleeve tight * and I’m squeezing out a smile *

Weiha smiles at me, “Of course, but…” and he crosses the arc, “You have to give me a reward first. ”He pointed at his cheek, and it was no more obvious that I was flat, with a kiss on his cheek.

Weiha smiled and turned to the kitchen for juice.

When he opened the door, I quickly stuffed the file bag on the sofa in the next cabinet, and after all, I went through the bag on the sofa, and I couldn’t find my phone for half a day. It’s in the bag. How can I call the police without a cell phone? This is trouble.

Just while I’m squeezing in my kung fu, the Goth came with a hot-tempered juice.

I had to put the phone aside for a while, and then thank you for the juice and the grunts, “How did you get back so early today?” I’m sorry.

Weiha said, “We’re done with the company early, and when you’re done here, we can go to Canada, go to a place where nobody knows us and start over. I’m sorry.

Wei Ha said that he looked at me on the top of my head, and he looked at me, and the horns of the phoenix were more handsome, and perhaps the vision of the future was too exciting, and he was clearly happy, with his body getting closer and his thin lips coming up.

I tried to bite my teeth and it didn’t work out. I stood up and laughed, “You’re tired. I’ll get you a cup of coffee. “It’s not like I’m in the kitchen.”

I took a deep breath of coffee out of the cupboard, and I took a look at it with the extra light, and found that Wei Ha was reading the newspaper, and then I took 10 sleeping pills out of my pocket and put them in the cup, thinking that in order to make sure that, in case, seven more ones were in it, I had a second set of plans, and I had prepared the sleeping pills, which were enough for him to sleep.

And I mix the powder and the coffee in full, and then pour them into hot open water, and make sure that the powder is fully powdered, so that the cup will pass.

I put hot coffee cups on the table, and Weiha was still reading the papers, trying to warn me and feeling bad, just like sitting on a needle, halfway through it, looking at me and laughing, “What am I doing? I have something on my face. I’m sorry.

I laughed, “No, it’s gonna get cold again. I’m sorry.

It’s when Wei-ha put the paper down, brought up the coffee cup, blew the heat, my heart jumped and jumped, held his breath and watched him move the cup slowly to his lips…

Suddenly, when the cell phone rings, Wei-ho drops his coffee and picks up the phone on the table, he rises up with the guy on the other side of the phone, and I sit around and I think about the next response, and suddenly, Wei-Ho hand over the phone, “For you.” I’m sorry.

I picked up the phone. It was Liu Chang-hing.

A few months ago, I heard that there was a very good kitchen detergent outside the country, which had not yet been sold in the country, so I asked Liu to buy a few bottles when he went out to sea.

It didn’t take long for Nat to forget about it.

This time Liu Chang-hing came back with a cleaning agent and specifically called to ask me when it would be convenient to give me something.

As I listened to the phone, I snuck to the adjoining seat, set up a cup of coffee, blew the foam in the cup light, and the thick lashes were humid with a steaming hot air, which seemed to obscure the clouds.

I rose up cold, took the cup to the kitchen, ripped the tap and washed it under the water. Wei Ha also came in very quickly, putting empty coffee cups in the pool, standing behind me, laughing at me.

“Thank you, thank you, how have you been?” If you have time tomorrow, come to my house as soon as possible, I’m in a mess in the kitchen. I’m sorry.

As soon as I turned around, I found Weiho staring at me, with dark and dark eyes, like a beast that fell into the palm.

“What are you doing hiding behind me?” I’m scared, I’m sick of it!”

I pushed out of the kitchen with a rag, with a smile on my face, but the back was cold.

Weiha and I were right behind him and said, “I’ve been thinking about the first time we met lately. I’m sorry.

“First time meeting…”

I thought I first met Yu and I first met in a senior class, when the teacher had not been lined up, and I saw an empty space in the corner, and I ran to ask, “Is there anyone at this table?” “The boy who’s rubbing the table raised his head, said there’s no one, and then very enthusiastically greeted me.

And We remember, after many years, his eyes were radiant and bright, like a clear wave of water in the autumn, with tender warmness.

But when I think about the fact that I’m in a coma in my bed today, my heart hurts so hard.

“The first time we met was in the street. Weiha’s words interrupted my memory.

I’m a little surprised to know what he’s going to say next.

“It was a deep fall of Shawser, and I walked on the road with a stack of paintings, and suddenly a cold wind came, and I couldn’t hold them, and I blew it. When a girl happened to be passing by, she helped me pick up the drawings, and the drafts were blown by the wind, and she ran and ran, and the black boots came to the mud, and when she finally came back with a stack of thick drawings and a mud print on her face, I thought that the girl was too interesting. I’m sorry.

The first time he spoke, the first time in Weiha.

My heart speaks of my voice, and I look at him in horror, and I don’t know what to pick up.

Weiha went on to say, “Then I found out the girl’s address and became a neighbour, but unfortunately she was married, and I watched her every day, deliberately approached her, and she didn’t know anything, and introduced my best friend to me. I’m sorry.

He’s so easy to say, he smiles like he’s remembering something interesting, but in my eyes it’s a thunderbolt and a creep.

“Wei Ha…”

“Really, you finally remembered me. I’m sorry.

And Wiha raised his low eyes, and his lips rose up, and the shadow of the darkness shined in his shadows.

I swayed for a few seconds, pulled my leg, but I couldn’t get away with it without taking a few steps.

“For more than a year, I have played this role in silence, learned his tenderness, learned his magnanimity, and ate his favorite posts, and ate his favorite shrimp, even though I was allergic to seafood, every time I took a rash, I would rather take the medicine than the last. Really, I gave you everything. If I don’t wake up for nothing, you can take me for him, I don’t do Weiha, and I’ll start over when you’re in danger. I’m sorry.

His eyes were staring at me, softening his tone, and his sharp eyes were burning with hope.

My wrist looks like I’m going to break, I’m going to kick his ass, I’m going to kick his ass, I’m going to kick his ass, and I’m going to take advantage of his pain, and I’m going to throw out my shackles, and I’m going to say, “You are you, and you’re never going to be the same as white, you’re not going to steal my pills, you’re going to make me think I’m crazy, you’re going to kill me, you’re not going to hurt innocent people! I’m sorry.

Weiha held me on my shoulder, and I jumped, and he strangled me with one hand.

“I’ve told you before, something bad will happen if I get my lost memory back. It’s for your own good! I’m sorry.

I was forced to look at him with my face on his face and squeezed a broken syllable in my throat. I’m sorry.

Weiha was so angry with my words that he couldn’t get more power in his hands: “When you’re out of your mind, I’ve got 10,000 ways to shut you up, but I didn’t do it because you’re dizzy and I’m just following the water, but I’ve got nothing to do with you, but I don’t have that much to do with this, if it wasn’t for Don Ying. I’m sorry.

In the information that Qinna left me and in my memories, it can be revealed that Tang Ying’s early years were in danger, and no one knew that I had taken her first, and then she liked Wei Ha, and then she remembered me, and Tang was unsatisfied and came up with a poison.

She lured me to the hotel, then tricked Weikh, and then put us on the bed side by side, so that the two of us thought we were having an affair for the sake of the two. As she had hoped, the incident, which had occurred unexpectedly, had created a coma in which she was in danger.

After the accident, Don Wynn called Weiha and said he knew his secret and had taken him to the rear.

Wei Ha thought she knew she was a serial killer and went to the top of the hill as agreed, and he saw Don Wing and I having an altercation and hiding in the dark.

When I left, Wei Ha came out to negotiate with her, and Tang Wing wanted to blackmail Wei Ha and her, but he made the cruelest choice.

Only then did Wei Ha know that Tang Ying’s secret was that he was color blind.

He was born blind, unable to recognize the color, and all the watercolor paintings were not from his hands.

Tang Wing tried to threaten it, but instead he lost his life.

When I fell off the cliff, Wei Hamoto tried to kill him, but he didn’t.

When I woke up, it was because I was too ill-attractive to recognize Wei-ha, who was wrong, who took me to hide my name.

If it had not been for Qinna’s appearance, our lives would have continued. Qinna thinks she’s smart, but Wei Ha has already seen her mind. He will plan to let me know about the affair, and I have lost faith in Qin.

Unfortunately, he was still short of a move to get Qinna to take the lead in finding evidence of his false pretences and eventually showing off.

Weiha let me go, threw a bag of documents out of the cupboard, and put a little sarcasm in his mouth, “Seriously, you really won’t lie, I know you remember everything, or you won’t try to drug me, but don’t worry, I didn’t drink the coffee, I’m very sorry, I wasted your heart. I’m sorry.

I looked at the documents scattered on the ground, and I was in a state of panic. I’m sorry.

“I don’t want to do anything. I want to talk to you. Don’t you always want to listen to me? I’ll tell you now. “Wee Ha said he was coming towards me, and he stepped on a white piece of paper and looked a little pitiful.

I watched a tall figure step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step, step by step.

He stood in front of me with his eyelashes down and his eyebrow was not warm at all: “Like you, my childhood was very bad, and my parents used to fight because my great mother was out in the open, making it all known. Despite this, my father was afraid to mention the divorce, and he was so weak and incompetent that he could only smoke and drink and spoil his body and die early.

When I was a kid, I had a scar on my chest and wrists, and it was all that crazy woman’s work, belts, sticks, vines, because she was upset, she hated, she didn’t want to, so she let out all her anger on me.

And she put a towel on my neck, and she said she loved me, and I kneeled on the floor and I called my mother for help, but the more she was, the tighter I couldn’t breathe, the more I couldn’t breathe, the more I looked at the rope, the more I could throw up.

She wears all kinds of men’s jewelry, and the golden jewels are a symbol of shame, a poisonous apple that lures people to fall, and the women of the water and the bouquets, who bring untold pain and shame to others, and the despicable creatures that should be completely eliminated from this world! I’m sorry.

He was able to speak calmly at first, but then he became more excited, and the bitterness of his childhood was like a wound that could never be healed, and he was angry at every thought. The otherwise blizzarded face became twisted, and he threw his fists at the wall, and the white wall was slammed.

And We watched silently as he went mad, without saying a word, while his eyes swung towards a white vase not far away.

“You’re not like them, no matter how well I show you, no matter how much you look at me, the less you love me, the more I love you.” *He breathed and held me firmly against the wall, and his eyes were burning and urgent, and as I looked at him, his chin was squeezed with one hand and he bowed his head at my lips.

I hum, but I didn’t resist. It’s probably comforting that I came out of nowhere, that he slowly relaxed, closed his eyes and enjoyed this hard-won kiss.

All of a sudden I opened my eyes, my arms slipped slowly along the wall, held the vase in my hand, squeezed close to his head, slammed it to his head, broke it and left me with his head. I kicked in the middle of his legs and ran to the front door while he was in pain.

I ran to the door, held the doorknob, pulled out, and the door didn’t move.

I pulled it again, and it didn’t open. I had a bad feeling.

“I locked the door long ago. You’re not going anywhere today. * There’s a cold sound coming from behind, like hell *

I turned in fear, and before I could make a sound, my neck was covered with a cold wire.

I struggled with my fingers to tweak the wire into my neck, but it didn’t work, it was like it was stuck to my neck, it couldn’t lift it, it scratched the blood marks on my neck, and the tighter it was, the tighter it was, the tighter it was, the more it was to tie my neck in half.

My eyes burst, my mouth is wide open, I can’t feel a bit of air, I can barely get my strength out, I can barely get my legs and feet up, I’m getting soft, I’m getting on my knees and I’m getting confused.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s true. It’ll be fine. It won’t hurt. I’m sorry.

His voice was flat and gentle as a watery spring, but the tighter he was, the more he was, the less he gave me a chance to breathe.

I was forced to lean on my head, and the line of blood slid down to the ground along my neck, and scrambled, and raised a little flower of blood.

“Seriously, I will make your ashes into a diamond and wear them all the time so that we can be together forever. “A tear fell from his cheeks, and Weiha’s voice was dry, and he touched my face with his rough abdomen, and his dark eyes were calm to near cold.

A bang, a group of policemen broke into the door, three or four of them backed up, and the wire around my neck was ripped off, and I heard someone calling my name, barely opening my eyes, and Liu’s anxious face appeared in the curtain.

I moved my lips, I couldn’t respond, I fainted.

13

When Liu Chang called, because Wei Ha was around, I was in a hurry to think of a way.

When I spoke on the phone, I quietly blocked the microphone with my fingers, and people were watching me talking to people, who could not hear the sound of the phone, and I let my fingers loose only at key locations and left a message of life relief.

While Weiha was listening to the things about the detergent, Liu Chang-hyun heard: “Please come to my house as soon as possible and wait for your help.” I’m sorry.

When Liu hung up the telephone, Liu Qing immediately called the police and the police arrived in time to pull me back from the line of death.

The police searched the study, found the black wooden box from the bookshelf, found the victim ‘ s remains and dug up the bodies of Qina and Fu Yun in the garage, and Wei Hak confessed to what he had done, awaiting strict legal sanctions.

After all the dust was settled, I returned to Gangbei City, where I was still unconscious.

I went to the hospital every day to take care of him, wash his face, talk to him in front of his bed, tell him of the fun of the past, read his favorite poems for him, and I stayed on every day despite everyone’s saying that he would not wake up.

In the morning, when the curtain was drawn, I was sitting in front of the bed, and I put my poems in his hand, and I read them to him, and he lay on the bed in silence, as if he had fallen asleep in the depths of the earth, breathed light, and had a soft sleep that revealed warmness and elegance.

“There’s a future goal that always inspires us, like a gray tower that flies into fire, willing to be captives of fire.

It’s your unstoppable footsteps, and it’s your beautiful twirling, who can say, “What’s sweet, what’s bitter” in the days of the past. I’m sorry.

I put down the poems and looked quietly out the window.

The green willows are sprouts, the red flowers are luminous, the spring blooms, a new year and a new hope.

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Author: White Bud

Case number: YXX1azPQnesoL5PamUQ4rK

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