Playing to the death and cheating on you

She is a lonely girl with no family and nowhere to go. Where did she go?

The numb and unfamiliar pain in his heart seemed to be gradually waking up. He picked up his mobile phone and dialed her in the drizzle. [26nbsp;] But, like every time before, it's the same echo: "Hi, the person you're dialing is switched off."

The phone was turned off and no one was there. Where did she go?Even though they are in the same city, finding someone is still like finding a needle in a haystack.

He didn't give up, and continued to call without sleep, just like the previous two days.However, this time, luck was not on my side. It was as if on the day we broke up, I saw her get into a taxi and chased her out, but I couldn't stop the car anymore. When the next car came, it was already 15 years old. Minutes passed.

What is providence?Maybe this is God's will?

He looked up at the drizzled sky, and suddenly felt so resentful—what right does God have to dictate the fate of others?Why is he obsessed with so many man-made participations, yet he wants to cover up it as some kind of "God's will"? !

The drizzle was still falling, and he didn't know how long he had walked. When he looked up, he saw that he had come to the famous square in City C.Tens of thousands of potted flowers decorate the festive scene, huge flower trees are displayed, surrounded by the viewing square of the unfinished subway station in the middle, a tall artificial fountain is sprayed into a flower shape, and the speaker hidden in the grass is playing Very festive music.

This was originally the busiest heartland of City C, but because of the drizzle and the Spring Festival—every city is almost a semi-immigrant city, many people finally left the hustle and bustle during the few days of the New Year and went home in a hurry On the way - so, although this square is still crowded with people, it is much deserted than before.

Ye Jia had never been here alone before. He turned around and looked at the tall statue of a great man in front of him. While waving his hands, there were tourists from other places taking pictures here.

He sat down on the steps of the icy square, regardless of the misty cold rain, took out his mobile phone, feeling almost crazy, dialed the phone number, and shouted loudly, "Xiaofeng, where are you? Xiaofeng ,where are you?"

"Ye Jia..."

On the other end of the phone, it seemed that someone was talking, with a whispering tone, full of gentleness, like a dream, not a dream, not real, he was ecstatic: "Xiaofeng, is that you? Where are you? Where are you? ?”

Feng Feng took the phone and sat up with sleepiness in his eyes.She just turned it on—she forgot she hadn't turned it on for two or three days.It was as if some strange feeling was urging—then, Ye Jia's voice was so urgent.

As if she was still in a daze, for a moment, she forgot what had happened and where she was, thinking that it was still in the past, thinking that she was still in Da Yejia's villa—the eternal "" "Home", thinking that Ye Jia only went to work in the morning and would be back in the evening.It was as if he was simply asking himself what he was going to have for dinner.

"Ye Jia..."

"Xiaofeng, where are you? Tell me quickly..."

His voice became more and more anxious, and her consciousness gradually became clear. Through the thick curtains in the hotel, she didn't know whether it was day or night outside.She spoke slowly: "Ye Jia, don't look for me..."

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