winter suicide plan

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I had no dreams all night and woke up at one o'clock in the afternoon.I came out of the quagmire-like quilt, Tang Fengxing was gone long ago, I touched my hair and left.I was too lazy to put on my coat and walked barefoot to the living room.The right side of my brain hurts a bit, I sat on the sofa for a while, and checked the information on my phone.

Tang Fengxing has been so busy recently that he only spared lunch time to send me a message, saying that there is porridge in the pot.I'll call him back, will you call back tonight?

Scrolling down, Wen Duliang sent me a message as expected.My first reaction was to grab my phone and start typing, tell me what happened yesterday, apologize from beginning to end, and delay the sales of the flower shop last night.

He messaged back right away saying it was okay.

He continued to send me messages: "Why don't you come to work today?"

I froze, looked at the message on my phone and paused for a few seconds, "Teng!" I stood up, and I had four hours to go to work, so I didn't have time to think, so I slipped my foot into my shoes and ran to the flower shop.There are only buses and subways nearby. It is better to run than to take the subway.

The air in and out of the lungs was extremely fast, and they were compressed tightly. My right brain was running too fast, and I was in severe pain. I grabbed the doorknob, pressed my knees and panted, and opened the glass door.He was packing the flowers, and looked up for a moment: "Here you are? You are late. Today's salary is only half."

"It's okay, it's okay..." I took a slow breath, swallowed my saliva, and felt a sticky hot feeling on my face.

I stood in front of him at a loss and said, "I'll come, I'll come."

"It's okay, it's done. Can you drive an electric car? If you can, you can give it to the dormitory building on Wutiao Street. It should be for my mother's birthday. You can send it to 405 on the fifth floor."

I held this huge bouquet of flowers, a smell of water mixed with grass and trees, and put it into the exclusive electric car flower basket. I nodded, put on my safety helmet, and said a little stiffly: "I can, right here?" , then I will go."

"Be careful." He patted my helmet, which tilted slightly.

I nodded and smiled, thanking him for his kind reminder.

The right side of my brain was always hurting, but my energy was not bad. When I turned the handlebar of the electric car, the wind washed the heat off my face from running.I'm waiting here at the traffic light intersection, and I'll be there after another intersection.There are still a few minutes, the time is enough, will not send late.

The first time I did this job, I couldn’t help but feel a little fresh and excited. The corners of my mouth turned up unconsciously. Like Tang Fengxing said, I can do these things, and I am no problem.

When the red light turned green, I drove uphill and looked behind to see if there was a car coming up. When I turned right, a car came out of the community. When I turned around, I only heard the sound of the car horn, and it was scratched in a blink of an eye. When I got to my car, I pulled it with the basket, and the car slammed on the handbrake belt and pulled it "sting--" the glasses flew out first.

The body rolled and fell to the ground, eyes went dark, so the sound disappeared, the chest was hit hard on the concrete floor, the ribs insisted on competing with the concrete floor, the pain was so painful that I couldn't open my eyes.Not only did my right brain hurt, but I was also dizzy, and there was noise outside.

I was pulled up, and the moment I woke up, I stood up on my knees to look at the bouquet, and the bouquet was thrown out, just like my glasses.

They were broken as well. On the cement floor, the petals and leaves were scattered all over the place. I picked up the flowers, and the car owner quickly apologized to me and asked me if I was okay.I looked at him, the world without glasses blurred.They were wearing all kinds of clothes, the car was black and blurry, and I couldn't even see the expressions of the people nearby.

He stuffed me with some red notes and told me to go and see for myself, he still had something to go out.I picked up the bouquet of flowers, and the petals and leaves were all soft and drooping due to the traces of being trampled by wheels and feet, without any brilliance of life to speak of.

I picked up the electric car and ran to the address, but when I was at the door, I stopped.

How can I receive this kind of flowers on my birthday?

I stood at the door, and a call came from my mobile phone. Wen Duliang asked, why didn't you come back after the timeout, what happened?

After I was urged, I immediately pressed the doorbell at a loss. After a while, the door opened in front of me. An old woman with black and white hair and a stern face opened the door. She was obviously startled: "Why is there blood? ?”

Only then did I realize the marks on my body, except for the bruises I got and the scratches on my arms, the wounds were not deep enough and had already dried up.There was a large bruise on the knee, and the blood had already flowed to a little on the scratched calf.

The pain of falling apart came one after another, but I didn't care about it. I looked at the old woman in front of me, and the powerlessness and guilt were inhaled into my lungs like smoke.

Like the criminal who killed this bouquet and ruined someone's birthday surprise, I was swept by her eyes.Clothes were peeled off layer by layer.

I really want to escape...

"I……"

"What's wrong with you?" Wen Duliang carefully heard something wrong in my tone.

I immediately hung up the phone, looked at the old woman who was sizing me up, tears fell first as soon as I moved my mouth, and said with trembling hands: "Happy birthday, I'm sorry, I didn't protect the flowers well, I'm sorry. I..."

Before I could finish speaking, the old woman changed her stern expression and took the bouquet of flowers. Wrinkles even turned up the corners of her mouth. She smiled and said, "It's okay, you can come in first."

"No, no, I have to go back to the shop, these flowers... I'll give you another bouquet." I hurriedly wiped the tears off my face with my hands, crying in front of strangers, how embarrassing.

"Come in." The old woman put on a stern expression again, with a serious expression, reminding me of the English teacher in elementary school, who would always slap my head with the textbook and say, can't you recite it?

I trembled, and was taken into the house by her in fear. There was a musty smell of sawdust in the house, but it was only a slight musty smell, and a strong smell of ointment came over my face. She put the flowers on the dining table, and her feet were slightly sloped. The body always leans to the left and then comes back straight.

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Chen Shuning's perspective