Chapter 30 Section 30

It was the day after Xia Hua's death that I saw him again. We sent Xia Hua back to her hometown and buried her next to Sophie Marceau according to her request. Before he came back, he still sent a text message to inform Poison, hoping that he could see it after turning on the phone.When we arrived at Aiye Town and opened the door, we saw Poison standing in the yard with his back facing us. What he was looking at was the Ma Zhuo Garden under construction. We haven’t been here for a few years, and it has degenerated into a barren grass. , just like memory, if it is not organized, its sleeping speed is often surprisingly fast.Throughout the day, he smoked other than smoking, and except for a few necessary answers to Anan, he hardly said a word, and he didn't even look at me.When placing the urn, he shoveled the soil too hard, and he shoveled a shovel of soil on me. He didn't even say sorry, as if he didn't see it.

Silent game?I can do it too. During those two days, we were silent, silent! ! !Until we come back to the city from the town.Just the two of us, Anan stayed at his hometown in the town to rest. He needed some time to recover, so he couldn't care about me. After getting off the long-distance bus, he was the one who spoke first: "Let's stay in a hotel and take a hot bath." I have no objection. If there is still one last ceremony before the breakup, I will do my best to complete it. When we arrived at the hotel, he was the one who opened the room. As soon as he entered the door, he turned his head and scolded me severely: "It was you who kept me from seeing her for the last time, she is my only relative, the only one, do you know that! "

"You turned it off yourself." I looked at him without fear. He approached me and imitated my tone: "'What's the matter, we'll talk about it next time', fuck, who do you think I am, that nerd? I don't like this! I tell you, you make me suffer once, I'm going to make you suffer ten times! Do you know where I went those days? Shall I tell you?" "No," I said, "I don't care." I looked at him stubbornly, waiting for his fist to fall, but he didn't, he just lowered his head and kissed me deeply.After the kiss, he said to me: "Forget it, Ma Xiaoyang, I'm tired, and I don't want to argue with you anymore. From now on, you are my only relative, and you have to be responsible to me."

only?loved ones?Responsible? I suddenly felt very funny, how long will he lie to me before he is willing to give up? "Now that she's gone, your dad has nothing to object to, right?" Did he always think that my father's reason for my indifference to him? I pushed him away, sat down by myself, took out my laptop, turned on the computer, and opened the mailbox.Except for advertisements, all of them were emails from Xiao Zhe. I opened the first unread email: After scanning the letter quickly, I suddenly didn't want to close it. An unstoppable thought rose in my heart, I hope he can read it.

I went into the bathroom, closed the bathroom door, locked it, and turned the sink faucet and shower head on full blast. I'm just afraid of hearing his voice on the phone. Just as I was showering myself with hot water, something unexpected happened suddenly. It was pitch black in an instant, and there was a power outage. In the distance, I heard the sound of thunder, which seemed to roll over quickly from a far away place, and just smashed the flowers on the roof of our house.I trembled in shock, turned off the water, managed to find a towel, wrapped myself up, staggered out of the bathroom, and put on my slippers.Still in shock, he heard the sound of him knocking on the door.

"Open the door!" he yelled.I groped and opened the bathroom door, but my feet slipped and almost fell. Without saying a word, he carried me on his shoulders, and I curled up in pain.He straightened me, I refused, he straightened me again, and I slapped him with a wave of my hand. He froze for a second, then tore me harder. I bit on his arm, but he was silent.I bite harder until my gums ache and tears run down my face. "Don't cry." His voice was hoarse. It's all a farewell and a final consolation, I said to myself, that's all.My tense nerves collapsed at the last moment.I just treat myself like a discarded old tire, and I don't care where anyone throws me.

I just suddenly remembered those eyes, as clear as a river in June, but with inexplicable sadness, flowing in front of me, as if silently complaining about something. I heard someone rustling outside the door, and the waiter talking on the walkie-talkie.The thunder broke out every few seconds, as if facing a huge exhaust pipe.The air conditioner stopped, and the heat came up. I felt sweat and tears blur my vision, my breathing was so heavy that I couldn't continue, and the pain overwhelmed me with overwhelming force. The pain in my heart and the pain in my body approached me together.A sense of despair that I had never experienced before gradually overwhelmed me, making me unable to struggle. I could only grit my teeth and tremble.

In the whole room, only my monitor emits faint blue light alone.The rest are all untouchable darkness.He, me, our hearts. In hotels in small towns, fragile power transmission lines always collapse on summer thunderstorm nights.Later, I don't know how long it took to call. When the call came, the rainstorm outside the window had lost its initial momentum, and my computer was in a sleep state. I tidied up my clothes, got up from beside him, and sat on the other bed for what seemed like a lifetime, panting heavily as the air conditioner resumed operation.From the time we met him until today, we have never been more silent than this time.

But I don't want to cry, I don't want to cry at all, it seems that the most painful moment has passed, no matter how much reluctance or hesitation, it has been solidified in every late night during the Cold War, and in the seemingly endless darkness and darkness just now Swallowed up in the sweltering heat.At this moment, in the air-conditioned room, I hugged myself tightly, and my heart was clear and peaceful. "Come here." He greeted me. I didn't move. "Let's break up." I turned my head and said to him quickly, "I have decided to go abroad."

In almost a second, he sat up from the bed, walked to my side, without saying a word, and slapped me hard. Then, he quickly dressed, took his bag, and left the room. And I just realized it, and unconsciously caressed the painful and hot half of my face. I imagined breaking up ten thousand times, and it was so easy when it was completed. I don't care about this slap, in fact, I am not afraid of thousands of them.I sat on the bed, listening to the sound of the air conditioner, and suddenly realized that, apart from using violence, he might not have thought about how to truly understand my heart.He knocked open the door of my heart again and again, and slammed the door again and again.Only this time, the door of my heart lost the lock, and I can no longer lock my love for him, and I can no longer lock him in my heart.If all the force used in the past was to keep me, then this time, I understand that he is blatantly abandoning him.

Thanks to fate, we finally made it this far.Maybe this is a relief for both of us. The best relief. And Xia Hua, I have finally fulfilled my promise to you, from now on, you can rest in peace.