Chapter 569 You Didn't Do It
She walked out of the hospital step by step, and continued to walk forward, with a pair of bare feet on the ground, the street lights shining on her face, and there was no blood color for several stops
Until she stopped and raised her head, and in front of her was the clean starry sky, and in her empty eyes, a group of stars gathered.
She opened her mouth, but only breathed, but no sound, and she didn't want to speak.
She continued to walk forward, her thin body was almost shaky in the night, but she never stopped. The patient's clothes on her body were very thin and transparent. The cold wind blew from time to time, just lifting the hair on her shoulders, blowing and falling, falling and blowing again.
The wind poured in from her collar, and she was even ignorant and insensitive, and could only vaguely touch the pair of faintly cold eyes under her long eyelashes. She still walked forward, and the wind blew on her, as if pushing her body forward.
And she was like a wandering soul, not walking, but floating. Several brave men with bad intentions whistled.
"Brothers, let's go and have some fun."
"That's right," another one also laughed obscenely, "A person who comes out in the middle of the night, wearing such cool clothes, doesn't look like a decent woman."
"If it's not a decent woman, who is it?" Another person asked with a smile.
"It must be a female ghost."
After these words fell, several men dressed in rogue clothes laughed, which was particularly harsh in such a quiet night.
Of course, these men also whistled to follow the woman, waiting to have a good time.
But the more they walked, the weirder they felt, and the more they felt as if there was a cold wind blowing on them.
"Boss, I'm scared," a flat-headed man shivered, almost shrinking his head into his neck.
"What are you afraid of?" The boss slapped her in the face, really useless, "A woman, what ghost are you afraid of? This is an uninhabited place, but it's a good place for us to do business."
"But, look..." The little flat-headed man pointed his finger forward, "Boss, this is really a female ghost!"
I don't know who screamed, under the gloomy light, the words Haijiang Cemetery were written in front.
Cemetery, graveyard, graveyard?
At this time, the woman who heard the sound turned around, and her hair was blown by the wind just covering her face.
"Ah, there is a ghost!"
"Help, there is a ghost..."
"Mom, I want my mom."
Several people almost rolled and crawled back.
The moonlight fell gently, and also fell on the woman in the single cloth. The wind blew again, blowing the hair on her face down, revealing a pale face without any blood. Then she turned around and walked in.
Her feet were still not wearing shoes, but just stepped on the ground barefoot, not knowing the cold or the pain.
She turned around and around, as if she was looking for something, but she couldn't find anything until she stopped, and then stared at the front for a long time, and then walked over.
There was a tombstone in front of her, very new, probably just a few days ago, smooth and flat, and you could vaguely see that the photo on the tombstone was a man, very young.
It was really a pity to die so young.
She walked forward, stood in front of the tombstone, then stretched out her hand and hugged it.
Lu Yi, my husband, I'm here. She sat down and pressed her face tightly against the cold tombstone, as if only in this way could she get closer to him.
She shrank her whole body, huddled beside the tombstone, her hands still tightly holding the tombstone, "Didn't they say that Liang Shanbo's tomb was opened, and then Zhu Yingtai jumped down."
"Why don't you do the same? I would jump down too. Even if we become butterflies, I don't want to be separated from you. In the last life, we were not destined to be together, but in this life, we are destined to be together. Why do you want to do this?"
"I'm sorry, it's my fault," she closed her eyes, and tears rolled down in strings from the corners of her eyes. "You told me not to go out, but I went out. You said you wouldn't let me say it, but I said it."
"I should believe it, I should believe it. Is it because I know too much and have changed too much, so all kinds of retribution fall on you?"
"But this is obviously my fault, not yours. What should I do? What should I do to find you back?"
She started to hit the tombstone with her head, again and again, but she felt something, felt pain, felt dizzy, but still didn't have the familiar warmth.
There was no dry palm, no familiar body temperature, no fragrance of cotton flowers on him.
She pressed her face tightly against the tombstone. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in the sky, and there was a roar of thunder, but she didn't even move.
"You promised me that you would let me die before you, so that I wouldn't have to endure the pain of separation."
"You didn't do it."
"You promised me that after I died, we would bury our ashes together."
"You didn't do it either."
"Because you don't even have bones."
"You promised me that you would protect me for my whole life, until the day you can't protect me anymore,"
"You didn't do it even more."
"Lu Yi, you liar, liar, liar..."
A few more thunder and lightning sounds followed by her hoarse crying.
"You liar," she hit the tombstone hard, hitting it again and again, almost until her hand was smashed to pieces.
"Lu Yi, I hate you, I hate you..."
Big raindrops fell again, and they also hit her body. It hurt wherever it hit, but it was far less painful than her heartache, and it was far less cold than her heart.
If this was the case, she would rather have her blood drained out than endure such a life-and-death separation.
Her shoulders trembled from time to time, and she huddled her thin body next to the tombstone, still holding the tombstone tightly with both hands.
The rain is still falling, and this autumn rain seems to have returned to the majestic heavy rain of that day, but the Haijiang River is still calm. Everyone's life does not seem to have changed much, but for some people, it has not. The world has been turned upside down and it is beyond redemption.
Lei Qingyi was sleeping soundly when suddenly, his cell phone placed on the table rang like crazy.
He sat up with a sigh and quickly took his mobile phone. His mobile phone was basically turned on 24 hours a day, and the person who called him at this time must have something urgent.