hell make me fall in love

"She hanged herself."

the woman said.

Her expression was calm and she looked a little absent-minded, but her lowered eyes turned red visibly to the naked eye—even if she could suppress some emotions on the surface, she couldn't completely cover them up. Leave some traces.

No one can contain the mind.

The woman took a deep breath, put the cigarette in her hand back into her mouth, and took a deep puff.

It seemed that she still felt resentful about what happened back then, and only by relying on nicotine to numb her nerves could she calm down a bit.

She slowly exhaled a circle of smoke, and said softly: "Later, the people in the tube building told me that a woman on the third floor rushed into their room that night."

"She rushed in to make trouble and yelled at Wen Xun. She said that the man in her family has been completely seduced by her now. She doesn't go home every day, so she goes to the bar to watch her sing."

"I remember her man. He's just an asshole. Every time he gets drunk here, he asks her how much he pays for a night. I beat him out several times."

"They said that there was a lot of trouble that night. These things had been fermented for a long time, and they all broke out that night. Wen Xun's mother couldn't stand these things long ago, so she quarreled loudly with that woman."

"Women still protect their men, saying that she must have done three things, that she seduced men, so men don't go home every day. Those rumors have been circulating in the Tongzilou for a long time, and the movement was so loud that everyone in the Tongzilou ran away. past."

"After all, it's close. Most of the men in that building come here to watch her sing and tease her coquettish bastard. The women hugged each other, saying that she seduced men and that she was a vixen."

"There was a fight afterwards. After the fight, Wen Xun's mother was pushed down."

"Dead on the spot."

"After the person died, Wen Xun went crazy. She strangled to death the woman who came to make trouble. Everyone was so frightened that they all ran out and blocked the door with something to prevent her from coming out."

"She couldn't come out. What happened later was that I went there the next morning and opened the door...and saw that she had hanged herself."

After explaining all the antecedents clearly, the woman took another drag on the cigarette.

Only the choking smell of smoke pouring into her lungs can suppress the overwhelming anger and killing intent in her heart, as well as the mountainous unwillingness and powerlessness.

She was choked by the smoke and coughed twice, took another deep breath, and after a few seconds of pause, she let out another long sigh.

As if trying to calm down.

If you look closely, you can see her lips trembling.

The air was a little silent, only the smoke around her was floating quietly.

The woman suddenly remembered something, and suddenly laughed again.

"do you know."

As she spoke, she tossed her hair lightly, her red eyes filled with a mocking smile.

She said: "When I was arguing with the person who drove them to death, a woman scolded me very loudly and asked me why I decided that she was not a vixen, and what evidence was there."

"...Of course I have evidence."

The woman said, "Because she is my girlfriend."

As soon as this remark came out, the two people sitting in front of the bar and listening silently were taken aback for a moment.

The woman lowered her head again, looked at the photos left by the deceased in the photo album, and took another puff of cigarette.

The smoke had dyed her voice hoarse a lot.

She gently exhaled the smoke, and said softly: "She was afraid that I would worry, so she never said more about it. I only found out later... I know that when she comes home every night, there will be something on the door of the house. Being thrown eggs and sprayed with swear words, everyone in the tube building would laugh and call her a whore when they saw her."

"She's worse than I thought."

When she said this, Liu Xu couldn't control what happened after Shen Anxing's death.

He lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

Shen Anxing saw this scene in his eyes, and couldn't help but yelled "It's over" in his heart.

Women, of course, would not notice the abnormality of these two people.She looked down at the deceased in the photo album, her eyes were calm, as if they had long been numb.

She said hoarsely: "That day, they buried her and her mother. While burying them, they said they were unlucky."

"It's different from the TV dramas. She died very ugly. Her face was bruised and purple, her tongue was still sticking out, her strangle marks were heavy, and the top and bottom of her neck were two different colors, like a hanged ghost."

"She stared at her eyes, as if she was still looking at me."

"I'm standing by the side, it's very strange... I don't seem to recognize her."

"She didn't die at all. It wasn't Wen Xun who was sitting on a small stage singing with his guitar in his arms."

"Is that Wen Xun?"

"I really can't help but think about it."

"Is it Wen Xun who died, is it really Wen Xun... Is Wen Xun really dead?"

"I'm a little confused, but I know very well in my heart that it is indeed Wen Xun."

"People around her are still scolding her, saying she is not clean, and she is still erecting a memorial arch when she is a bitch."

After saying this, the woman suddenly laughed again.

Then, she couldn't help taking another breath. After all, nicotine couldn't paralyze the whole heart. Her eyes could no longer hold the tears, and two lines of tears just flowed down her cheeks slowly.

When human beings are in the same situation, joys and sorrows are also connected.

Those things that Liu Xu had buried deep in his heart and never dared to dig out, gushed out like a flood breaking a bank at this moment, sweeping his heart in the blink of an eye, and every scene turned into a murderous knife.

His eyes also became blurred, and he had to turn sideways, reached out to take off his glasses, lowered his head, and covered his eyes with one hand.

The woman raised her head and closed her eyes again, trying to hold back the tears in her eyes.After sighing again, she said softly, "The curse happened the next day."

"Everyone here is mouthless except me."

Speaking of this, she laughed hoarsely again, her eyes were full of mockery and joy.

She slammed the cigarette butt out on the bar table, and said hoarsely, "They deserve it."

5 minute later.

Shen Anxing and Liu Xu came out of the bar, but failed to continue the investigation.

The two were sitting on the side of the road.

Shen Anxing hugged him in his arms, and patted his back to comfort him, but obviously it didn't help.

Liu Xu lowered her head and leaned against him, her hands holding his clothes trembled slightly, and her shoulders trembled accordingly.

Liu Xu remembered what happened on the day of Shen Anxing's funeral.

His experience is almost exactly the same as this NPC.

The weather was beautiful on the day of the funeral, really nice.It was indeed different from the TV series. There was no heavy rain, no heavy clouds that day, and the weather was cloudless. The weather forecast said that it was a good weather for going out to play.

Shen Anxing died, but God didn't want to shed a single tear for him.

Cang Tian is a cold-blooded bastard, he brought Shen Anxing into this world to suffer, and he didn't feel sorry for him when he took him away.

No one stood guard for Shen Anxing, only Liu Xu knelt in front of him all night.

That night was very quiet, Liu Xu couldn't help thinking about it when he looked at Shen Anxing lying in the wooden coffin.

Is that Shen Anxing?

Is that really Shen Anxing?

No...how could Shen Anxing die?

Didn't Shen Anxing just confess his love to him?

Didn't Shen Anxing say that he likes him and still cling to him?

Why did Shen Anxing die?

This isn't Shen Anxing... How could Shen Anxing die?

His Shen Anxing shouldn't be lying there.

His Shen Anxing should stay in bed every morning and not think of waiting for him to call him, should be the one who can't help but curl his lips and frown because of the rare questions in class every day, should be the one who would look at him in a daze every day, should be When I got the candy from him, I would carefully peel off the candy wrapper. It was the one who embarrassedly dragged him to wait until the last one after school that night, just to hold hands with him and go back to the dormitory...

His Shen Anxing is alive and well.

It was supposed to be alive.

These memories that had been deeply buried and sealed in the bottom of my heart revived again, Liu Xu couldn't stand it anymore, so she grabbed Shen Anxing's clothes and cried in his arms.But he didn't dare to cry out, so he could only bite his lips tightly, gasping for breath, crying so sadly that he was about to suffocate.

Shen Anxing couldn't make a sound, so he could only pat him on the back, lowered his eyes, and looked very sad.

But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed behind them.

Shen Anxing was startled for a moment, and quickly turned his head to look.

On the sidewalk next to him, there were only a few people in scarves walking back and forth, nothing unusual.

Shen Anxing: "..."

In the music bar behind them, the woman lit another cigarette.

She smoked a cigarette and flipped through the photo album for a while.In the photo album, Wen Xun is smiling happily at the camera.

She reached out and touched Wen Xun's face in the photo, as if there was still warmth left on it.

The woman lowered her eyes.

At this moment, a crisp bell rang suddenly from the door.

The woman's eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly looked up.

In the bar, only the light of the bar counter was lit, and the rest of the place was either extremely dim or completely dark.

When the woman looked up, she saw only a long-haired figure in a white skirt.She was on the edge of the darkness, as if she was afraid of scaring people, she stood there without moving.

There was obviously no wind in the bar, but her white skirt was inexplicably fluttering as if blown by the wind.

Seeing this, the woman suddenly smiled, her brows and eyes crooked, and she was somewhat similar to Wen Xun in the photo album.

"Coming?" She closed the photo album and said with a smile, "Ah Xun, do you want to sing? Or have a drink? I'll warm you up, beauty."

……

With red eyes, Liu Xu walked forward without saying a word.

Shen Anxing held his hand, looking worried - Liu Xu didn't stay in his arms for a long time, and got up within a few minutes of crying.

Shen Anxing understood that he wanted to get out of hell as soon as possible, so he cleared up his emotions quickly.

But it was too fast.

Shen Anxing was so worried that he took out the phone before walking a few meters, typed a line, and handed it over.

Liu Xu took a breath, turned his head and glanced, his eyes were very red.

Sure enough, Shen Anxing asked him: [Are you all right?If you can't, don't check today. 】

How to do not check.

Liu Xu just shook his head, and didn't intend to take out his mobile phone to answer, then turned his head and dragged Shen Anxing forward.

Sometimes Liu Xu's temper is really stubborn.

Shen Anxing felt distressed and worried when he saw it, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only let him drag him forward.

He knew that with Liu Xu's appearance, he probably thought of his funeral.

But he really didn't know what happened at the funeral.

Originally, after drinking Mengpo soup, people can return to the world within 24 hours before forgetting their memories, which is the first seven in the legend.

But Shen Anxing waited for a long time on the Naihe Bridge to jump to the Santu River, and there were many miscellaneous things later, so when he returned to the world, let alone the first seven, the first thirty had passed.

When he went back to the world to see, everything had already been settled.He only saw Liu Xu sitting on the bed hugging Tianxing, absent-mindedly looking out of the window in a daze, the admission notice was placed on the table without even taking it apart.

He also saw his blood-stained bag in the corner, washed very clean, quiet and inexplicably pitiful.

Shen Anxing had never seen his funeral.