Lucid dreaming

Looking at the stick, Li Zhaowei felt like laughing hysterically.Li Zhaomin is actually waving a club in the corridor, is he crazy, playing golf with others too much?

Caracalla came from the elevator shaft.He took a step forward, away from the dangerous black well, and said, "What are you doing, are you going to race me?"

"No." Li Zhaomin said leisurely, "You'd better not play tricks and give me the bag quickly. Tomorrow is the official engagement day of Zhaohe, so you don't plan to be absent."

Instead, Li Zhaowei took another step closer to her, and the pocket of his suit almost touched her raised cue. "You can try, who is the absent person?"

Li Zhaomin just opened her lips when a voice came from behind her: "What are you doing?"

Li Zhaowei glanced behind her. Through the gap in her arms, he saw his mother standing at the stairs holding Mr. Li on his arm.My mother was full of surprise, and Mr. Li was expressionless, but every wrinkle of his showed anger and dissatisfaction, and he looked straight at him.

Li Zhaomin lowered the bat, pressed the bat with one hand like leaning on a cane, and gracefully leaned on it.

"My brother and I are playing a game." She said sweetly, "Dad, you can go upstairs first. Xiao Huang gave me two pitchers of green plum wine, and I will ask my aunt to drink it when it is cold."

Mom didn't look convinced: "What game are you playing?"

Li Zhaomin shrugged playfully, turned his head to the side and smiled lowly: "I'm teaching him, don't always fall in love with people who don't know the truth. My brother is good at everything, just love, a hero is sad than a beauty."

Mr. Li's face became ugly to the naked eye: "Who are you dating again?"

Li Zhaomin looked up at Mr. Li, shrugged coquettishly, and answered in front of Li Zhaowei: "A man who looks like the kid before is a subordinate of his company. He came in August this year and has just joined the job not long ago." .”

Mr. Li took a deep breath from his nose, like a fire-breathing dragon about to breathe out fire, and walked towards Li Zhaowei.Mother was taken aback and hugged Mr. Li's hand tightly.Being pulled by her, Mr. Li took advantage of the situation and stood still, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Why do you look at your brother? You said to look at him carefully, why did you get involved with people who don't know the details? Get that kid fired tomorrow! It's a good thing for you!"

Li Zhaomin raised his head when he heard the sound: "Father, maybe it's better not to fire people because of personal matters. Zhaowei's relationship is going smoothly now, but now the partner is stupid, not the same as the kid back then. Zhaowei also needs to grow up." .”

Talking nonsense, talking nonsense.Li Zhaowei clenched his teeth, and let out words from between his teeth: "Shut up. Don't say that."

Li Zhaomin raised his eyebrows at Mr. Li and his mother, and stopped talking.Mr. Li's face became even uglier.

"You are already thirty, and you still worry your family because of this matter? Zhaomin, you should have a good talk with him first, come up later, I have something to tell you. You, come here too."

Mom wanted to let go of Mr. Li, and when she ran to them, she was almost dragged upstairs by Mr. Li.No one thought there was anything wrong with the elevator shaft being wide open.It is possible that Li Zhaomin often opened the elevator shaft and rummaged inside for her precious loot.Everyone in the family turned a blind eye, used to the huge black hole standing in the intricate and beautiful room.

Li Zhaomin straightened up from the golf club and smiled slightly: "Father gave me permission, it's up to you now. Will you give up your selfish desires and be a good boy obediently."

"I don't want to." Li Zhaowei gritted his teeth and said.

There's no point in talking too much nonsense with this woman.He gripped the file bag tightly and took another step towards her.A black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and Li Zhaomin swung his golf club swiftly and hit him on the right shoulder.

Li Zhaowei stopped. He raised his left hand to grab his right shoulder, and felt a dull pain in the place where he was beaten.Li Zhaomin's technique just now was very similar to fencing.

A fencing lesson from long ago came back vaguely to his mind.

Li Zhaomin raised his eyebrows at him, took off his high heels nimbly with his ankles, and kicked them to the side.

Without high heels, her height suddenly dropped seven or eight centimeters, as if her leg had been broken suddenly; her left and right feet were slightly separated, she leaned forward, and the golf club kept shaking around his face.It is completely the basic posture of fencing.It's just that if she is really fencing, she won't be allowed to hold a bat, let alone beat others at will.

Li Zhaowei let go of his hand, assumed a fencing posture, and rushed forward suddenly.Unexpectedly, Li Zhaomin was knocked down by Li Zhaowei and fell on the carpet, dropping his bat to the ground.She reacted immediately and pinched Li Zhaowei's throat with one hand.

Arteries between the cartilages beat in her palm.Li Zhaowei punched her lower abdomen with his left hand.Li Zhaomin made a short "uh" sound, leaned forward, and let go of his fingers.Li Zhaowei struggled back violently, and felt her nails left five scratch marks on her neck.

He ran towards the stairway, barely reached the upward stairway, when suddenly there was a strong wind, and something completely different from a golf club approached him.Li Zhaowei didn't have time to think and jumped to the side, and half of his body hit the wall. A beautiful family photo was impacted and fell from the wall. The perfect glass cracked into countless fine lines with a crisp sound.

A sharp silver-white flag was sunk almost three centimeters into the handrail he was about to pass by.He turned his head, and the javelin was firmly in Li Zhaomin's hand.

She smiled at him and let go of her left hand, dropping the tip of the golf club to the carpet.She even hid a javelin in the bat.

Li Zhaowei took a step back. After many years, he saw Li Zhaomin who had completely removed his disguise again.After so many years, there was no anger or resentment in her eyes, only pure madness remained.

Li Zhaowei has never been so shocked by any experience.Like him, she was a murderer.Similar blood runs through their bodies.She is definitely his sister.

Li Zhaowei ran forward along the corridor.With the sound of footsteps behind him, Li Zhaomin chased after him. He had no idea that Li Zhaomin, who had taken off his high heels, would run so fast. He jumped up the stairs in two steps in three steps, rushed up to the fourth floor, and walked inward along the corridor. It used to be the guest room where he lived.

There is a door at the end of the corridor, and the words "safety exit" on the door are shining with green light.

Without even thinking about it, Li Zhaowei rushed to the door and pushed it open.A strong wind blew through his suit jacket head-on, and there was nothing behind this door. The door opened to a top wall on the fourth floor.

In the nick of time, he held on to the door frame, but he pushed the door frame, dropped his hand, and hit the concrete floor below the fourth floor, breaking into two halves.He hooked the wall with his other hand, managed to stabilize his body, and did not fall to the concrete floor along with the door and was smashed to pieces.A sharp sound of metal hitting the concrete sounded beside his hand, the gun pressed against his skin and hit the concrete wall under his hand, and a cold sound sounded behind him.

"bring here."

Li Zhaowei turned his head reluctantly, the cold sweat on his back was blown by the wind and turned into a ball of cold paste, sticking his shirt to his back.He didn't know whether the cold sweat was because he almost stepped on the air and fell directly from the fourth floor, or because of the sudden rush of running just now.

Li Zhaomin's knee-length skirt swayed like a parachute in the wind.She tapped the ground with the gleaming spear point and said, "Just put it on the ground."

Li Zhaowei supported the wall with one hand and the door opening without a door frame with the other, blood pressure was beating in his eyes.His palms were covered with cold sweat, and his thinking was clearer than usual.

Someone was laughing dryly, and Li Zhaowei was surprised to find that the laughter came from his chest.This home can always bring him surprises and surprises.Everything is not over, and the long tail of the encounter ten years ago is still dragging.

"Koxi is alive. Otherwise you wouldn't want to take it back. You're lying. I don't understand. What good does it do you to say he's dead?"

"I won't lie to you." Li Zhaomin said calmly, "Take it back now, I'll count to three, if you don't let go..."

"What will happen to you?" Li Zhaowei asked her, "Today is the eve of your brother's engagement, are you going to push me down the stairs?"

Li Zhaomin seemed to cough. "I won't. If you fall, you will fall by yourself."

"Mr. Li will not let you go." Li Zhaowei told her, "Neither will Mom, nor will Zhaohe. You will definitely pay the price for this matter."

Someone running on the stairs, or the sound of blood vibrating in the ears.Li Zhaowei firmly grasped the door frame.Jump down, or hand over the file bag.This wasn't just handing out a portfolio, this was a battle for Kosi, a battle for his own life.

Wang Jiayi's incoherent voice echoed in his mind again.The guy said that King Solomon's sentence was not completely fair, not that letting go necessarily equals love, there are countless reasons to choose to let go, or not to let go.

He loves Koshi, and he won't let him go.

"one."

The sharp spear point pierced him ten centimeters above his left hand.Li Zhaowei firmly grasped the remaining door frame, struggling against the gravity of more than ten meters below.The lights on the lawn illuminated the wreckage of the door panel, and he could not see a trace of mercy in Li Zhaomin's calm movements.

"Why do you have to return this bag?"

The corner of Li Zhaomin's mouth moved slightly, and said, "Two."

The point of the gun pierced his finger, and the sharp pain spread across his arm like a red-hot wire. Li Zhaowei reflexively wanted to let go of his hand, but he clenched his fist to hold it back. Greasy paste on the hands.

Should he call for help, would someone in this empty house come to his rescue?

"Three." Li Zhaomin said softly.With a flick of the spear tip, it pierced the back of his hand, stayed for a while and then slowly penetrated.Li Zhaowei listened to the sound of his own flesh opening in his ears.

The hard thing separated the muscles and bones, advancing inch by inch, and the palm was wet with cold sweat and blood.The door frame was slipping against his palm, and everything tried to escape his grasp.

The scenes subtly overlap.

Ten years ago, listening to Ke Xi's screams in front of the thin bedroom door in Moon City, he once thought that it would be great if he went to study according to the arrangement of his sister and mother.He regretted it immediately, but this fleeting thought left a deep imprint. For ten years, every night when he couldn't sleep, the strong sense of self-blame rolled over like a dead fish, floating on the water of memory.He couldn't forgive himself for wanting to escape alone.

The United States is the home of Li Zhaomin and her mother. He has experienced countless inhumane tortures in the past ten years.Like an insect living in amber, or a lingering creature nailed to a specimen board.

It may be the distance, or it may be the air of a foreign land, he is completely cut off from the previous feeling.Have the same memory, but not the same emotion.Countless times, he opened the thin fruit knife under the moonlight in a foreign land, felt the coldness of the knife tip on his wrist, felt the angry blood in front of his eyes slowly fade away, and then carefully folded the knife into a small, harmless strip.

In a foreign land, he feels his own existence very clearly, like overlooking all his previous actions on the second floor.

All anger is blind, all pain is suicide.There is no place to escape, he just wants to die quickly, end the long wait, or return to the autumn wind on the day of the first meeting.

He had to admit that although that day changed everything, it was the freest day of his life so far.

He freely participated in the sports meeting, freely fell in love with someone.

"I'll give it to you." Li Zhaowei said calmly.

The javelin stopped advancing, and Li Zhaomin smiled slightly behind him and said, "Okay."

"Pull me up first."

Li Zhaomin said with a smile, "Leave the things first."

Li Zhaowei let go of his fingers, and the black bag fell with the wind, flickering, and landed on the lawn below with a splash.

"It should have been like this earlier." Li Zhaomin commented.

Li Zhaowei felt her slender fingers touch the right sleeve of the suit.He quickly grabbed Li Zhaomin's wrist with a backhand, then turned around and let go of his bloody left hand.Li Zhaomin's face turned pale and frightened in an instant, and the force of gravity caught him accurately.

The lights on the fourth floor shrunk rapidly, and the wind full of floral fragrance filled his clothes and dried the sweaty shirt. The wrapping around his body felt like wings that could not be unfolded.Li Zhaomin's screams were mixed with the sound of the wind.Li Zhaowei grabbed her with both hands.

If she did shed the same blood as him, then she must understand the pain of being forced to fall, and the freedom of falling voluntarily.

He thought that he was used to the pain, but no matter how intense the pain was, it would be slowly forgotten.Only when the feeling is revived all over the body, will the pain be found to be still fresh and powerful.Just like he thought that the pain of the relationship in adolescence had healed, and he was able to start a new start with Wang Jiayi, and when he heard the news of Ke Xi, he still felt the unhealable pain of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

There was a heavy and rebounding impact from under the body, not quite like the expected hard concrete floor.He barely opened his eyes, and saw the anxious and terrified faces of the fool brother and his girlfriend.For a while, he couldn't tell where the heaviness and dampness on his body came from, but after a while, his brain made a distinction.

It's Li Zhaomin.

She was holding the javelin, but she couldn't let go. Now the javelin pierced through Li Zhaowei's left hand and pierced into her left chest.