Broken Love: Satan,Leave Me Alone

Looking into the distance in the evening, the city is colorful, so prosperous that people dazzle, let countless people indulge, but let her feel bored and disgusted.

She pinched her sour calf and went to the pool. She fished out the garbage and put it in the garbage bag. Then she let go of the water in the pool. She dragged her tired body and endured heavy sleepiness to clean the pool.

It's cold at night. She only wears her uniform and cleans here. It's a little cold. She leans the mop on her body, closes her hands and blows hot air into her hands.

Dada.

From far to near, the sound of high-heeled shoes colliding with the ground is particularly abrupt on the silent rooftop.

Looking back in the evening, I saw a woman closing the rooftop door. The light in the rooftop gate is very dark. I can't see the woman's appearance clearly, but I can only see the general figure.

She frowned and called to the woman, "don't lock the door. I've finished cleaning the lock."

The woman just looked up at her, ignored her and kept locking the door.

In the evening, she realized that something was wrong. She threw the mop in her hand and strode to the woman. "What are you doing?"

Seeing her running, the woman moved faster. She quickly locked the door and ran away.

Frowning at night, he ran to the door and pushed hard, but he couldn't open it. "Anybody? Can anyone hear me? "

"Is there anyone out there?"

"Is there anyone out there?"

He yelled at night for a long time, but there was no response from the outside. Also, this time point has been off work, in addition to her and the woman just now, who will be here on the roof?

To make matters worse, she left her cell phone in the dorm and didn't bring it out.

A gust of wind blowing, some cold, sneezed late at night, wrapped up the clothes on the body. The pool hasn't been cleaned yet, but she has no mind to clean it.

Tired as if it was a car running out of gas, she pulled a chair and sat down.

The wind was stronger and faster, and there was thunder in the distance, as if it was going to rain.

*

the time points to 1:30 a.m., but he Hanchuan lies in bed without half sleepiness.

He stares at the ceiling. From last night to now, he has repeatedly flashed Zhong Yuxuan and his mother's words --

"if you can't put off the late morning, how much consideration should be given to doing things in the future. If you continue to offend people like this, you will regret it sooner or later. "

"Hanchuan, I don't know what's going on between you and wanwan. But if you throw wanwan out naked like this, all her dignity will be lost. Aren't you afraid that you will regret it in the future?"

Why did Yuxuan and his mother say he would regret it?

In their opinion, does he like to be late?

But he doesn't think he likes to be late, for him, she is just a pursuer who has been following him.

He would be angry because of her betrayal. He didn't like her much, but he hated being played with, just as he hated being played by his mother and his father.

Then why don't you feel for other women, but when you see her casual amorous feelings, you want her crazily He Hanchuan sat up, fidgety, and made him sweat.

He took off his pajamas, showed his thin waist and broad strong back, and went into the bathroom.

He Hanchuan took a bath, still sleepless, but because of the idea just now, his mood is mixed.

He frowned into the study, took out a document, but opened a page for a long time, he did not read a word, the brain is full of things related to the evening.

He Hanchuan impatiently threw the document on the desk, picked up his mobile phone and dialed countless times in two years.

Wake up at night, the people there are very angry, "who? I'm so tired of calling me so late... "

"Me." He Hanchuan interrupted him coolly.

The man on the other end of the phone was stunned for a long time and seemed to be sober, "it is the general manager he."

"Well." He Hanchuan's eyes are dark and deep, and his fingers are gently clasping on the table. "Is there any new clue to the accident?"

*

boom!

Heavy thunder from the south to the north, silver lightning tearing the sky, beans big raindrops crackling down, autumn rain came fierce and urgent.

There is no shelter from the rain on the roof, so you can only squat on the ground and hide under the table at night.

At first, it was ok, but the rain soaked the shoes, but soon there was a wind, and the wind mixed with rain was falling towards the evening under the table.

Rain on the face of pain, clothes drenched, wind blowing, through the heart cold.

Late at night, I shivered and sneezed several times. She looked at the boundless rain, put on a big black garbage bag, rushed out to pull a table, put the table down in the wind side.

It's much better than just now, but there's still rain falling on me.

In the evening, my hair and clothes were all wet, and the rain ran down my cheeks and poured on my clothes. In the autumn wind, her hands were around her knees, her teeth were trembling and her face was extremely pale.Her leg was once interrupted by he Hanchuan. Now she was drenched in cold water and blowing wind, which made her feel a little bit painful. But she was almost used to the pain, and she could barely endure it.

It took about half an hour for the rain to subside, but it didn't stop.

At night, his face changed from pale to gray, his lips turned blue and blue, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat and rain.

The chest is like a ball of soaked sponge, stuffy, every breath becomes extremely difficult.

"Well Cough... " At night, he covered his mouth and coughed twice, and a lot of phlegm coughed into the palm of his hand. She reached out her hand and tried to wash it with rain, but before it was clean, she covered her mouth and coughed again.

It's hard.

It's hard.

Heart beating fast, breathing fast in the evening, desperately trying to absorb oxygen, like fish exposed to the sun.

"Well Cough, cough, cough, cough Late at night, she tried to suppress her cough, but all efforts were in vain. She coughed more violently than before, and the sputum from her throat filled the palms of her hands.

she opened her palm and looked at the pink foam sputum.

She had a relapse of pulmonary edema in prison.

Holding my heart in the evening, I knew that I might die like this, but I didn't feel afraid at all. She came out from under the table and staggered to the roof door to shake the door

She just called a word, then stopped, and then sat more than a meter away from the door, allowing the rain to pour down from the beginning.

God gave her a chance to die naturally. Why should she waste it?

She was so tired and stupid that she would hide under the table. She should have been exposed to the rain at the beginning. It was better for her to freeze to death, or die of a relapse of an old disease, than to live and suffer the torture of he Hanchuan and Jiang qingran.

"He Hanchuan cough You Cough, cough It's a miscalculation... " Looking at the bright night scene in the distance with my head tilted in the evening, even though my body was in terrible pain, I laughed very brightly.

She had a relapse and died, so she would no longer have to stay in the world to be tortured. He Hanchuan could not find an excuse to embarrass her brother.

Ha, God has treated her well at last!

I don't know if there is reincarnation after death. If so, she hopes she won't be reincarnated again. It's too painful to be born a human being!

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