I Don’t Want This White Moonlight Anymore!

What is the chance of surviving after falling from the fifth floor?

Zhao Yinqing didn't know, she didn't come alive anyway.

When looking at the woman lying on the ground with a disheveled hair and being watched from a third-party perspective, she knew that she was dead and upright.

To tell the truth, he died too unjustly, so he saved his life for the mobile phone that slipped off the hook.

She was about to abandon Sun Lu and start her life again, but this juncture came to an end.

Is this really owed to him in the previous life?

Zhao Yinqing couldn't understand, but it didn't matter whether he understood or not.

Someone called the police, and soon there was a police car whizzing over, carrying the rumored woman who had died of love into the car.

It's really not a martyrdom, Zhao Yinqing retorted helplessly in his heart, but unfortunately no one could hear it.

Because he was completely dead, after confirming his identities, his family members were taken directly to the crematorium, where they were put in a temporary mourning hall for one night, and the next day it became ashes.

Zhao Yinqing watched those familiar faces crying in sorrow, maybe it was already a spiritual relationship, she didn't even feel anything.

Suddenly, the burial ceremony went very rough.

After half a day passed, the originally noisy cemetery instantly became quiet, and the people left one by one after they finished the incense.

Zhao Yinqing floated alone beside his grave, not knowing what to do with it.

The world after death is a bit boring to be honest, and there is no need to reincarnate? How long will she be a lonely ghost?

I tried to float elsewhere, but it seemed that there were restrictions. Don't even think about the world ten meters away.

Faced with the green hills for three days, finally another person greeted.

A man who never appeared from beginning to end after he died-Sun Lu.

Zhao Yinqing is not disappointed. He has been in love with this man for more than ten years. Without love, there is always some other affection, right?

I'm all dead, and I don't even want to send it off.

But forget it, it's all like this, and I still care about what these do.

It’s just that it’s been a few days, so what are you going to do?

His beautiful face wouldn't look good. The closer it gets, the more ugly it is. It is a bit hideous. Zhao Yinqing is a little worried, afraid that he will smash his own grave.

Isn't it?

No matter how bad the friendship is, this is not the place, right?

Sun Li wore black, his usual meticulous hair would lie on his forehead softly, his cheeks seemed thinner, his face was more distinct, and his clear and dark eyes stared at the photo on the tombstone.

The photo was frozen when Zhao Yinqing was 26 years old, with a grin at the corner of his mouth, vaguely like Xiaoqiang, who could live well no matter how hard he was hit.

However, it died.

As soon as he walked away with his front foot, the man jumped off the building with his back foot.

"Are you blaming me?" Sun Lu said, his voice hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Zhao Yinqing floated across from him, showing a sigh, no wonder, anyway, he has been hit a lot, it doesn't matter anymore.

Sun Lu said, "Are you retaliating against me? Because you are dismissive of you, and because you don’t look down on you, so I just die a hundred, let me become a sinner, and I will be pointed out in this life. I've lost my life."

Zhao Yinqing was stunned, staring at the vague hatred on his face and couldn't recover.

"Why don't you die secretly if you want to die like this? You have to die after seeing me again? What is it now? What do you tell me? Yes, I just hate you. I hate you for being indifferent. If you say you like it, you can just turn your head and pretend that it has never happened. You have a good mentality, but you are really capable."

"How affectionate is the pretense, actually?"

Sun Lu, known as the reticent prince, had more conversations than ever before, and his cold temperament disappeared without a trace, becoming irritable and lacking restraint.

Sun Lu had never seen such a gaffe, and Zhao Yinqing was surprised and injured.

I never saw him speak so harshly before his death, but he became worse after he died. Isn't it too much?

Even if it is a spiritual body, Zhao Yinqing also feels a bit of pain. Is it so painful to be liked by her? How disgusted and scolded after death?

Zhao Yinqing frowned and listened to Sun Lu's complaint silently there, feeling that he was wrong even to die.

Sun Lu cursed, and suddenly out of control swept the degraded sacrifice to the side of the tombstone. After a murmur of "ping-pong-pong", except for a few leaves, it was originally barely clean in front of the tombstone. , An instant mess.

Is this really coming to smash the grave?

Zhao Yinqing lowered his head silently, an urge to go to the grave next door.

"I'm dead, why bother?" Zhao Yinqing said helplessly.

Sun Lu, who was on the verge of mania, was taken aback for a moment, his expression filled with blankness and a little fragility.

Zhao Yinqing didn't notice, and continued to whisper there: "Anyway, you are already free, and I won't pester you anymore. Don't smash my grave. It's awkward to say it."

"Zhao Yinqing!!" Sun Lu suddenly yelled, "Get out of here!"

Zhao Yinqing suddenly didn't hear it. The spirit body began to become transparent somehow, and she looked at her hand in surprise.

Sun Lüze, who was opposite her, started to yell like crazy, and his distorted and hideous face turned into a pig liver color because of excitement or anger, but no matter how hoarse he was, he couldn’t get any response. .

"How could you die?" Sun Lu stumbled, knelt on the ground, and continued in a trembling or even desperate voice, "I don't believe it!"

Zhao Yinqing was awakened by a kick.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a fancy room with pink as the keynote, with a lot of girlish dolls, and clothes with hanging tags everywhere. It was very familiar. It was the room where she used to go.

"Drink, how about this one for me?"

She turned her head and saw a little girl with a ponytail, her face was pretty clean, her nose and lips were nice, but her eyes were not long enough, she had thin single eyelids, and there were so many white eyes, and she felt a little gloomy in her lack of consciousness. .

"I'm talking to you, can this be given to me?" She urged dissatisfiedly.

Zhao Yinqing Yigulu sat up from the bed, swept lightly around, and said, "Okay, take it as you like."

She was so happy that she finally picked out three of them.

When she arrived at the door, she turned her head and said, "By the way, I have done my English homework. If you can't find it later, you can ask me."

Zhao Yinqing let out an "um" and watched her disappear at the door.

After a moment of silence in the bedroom, Zhao Yinqing got up and went around the room, found a mobile phone, and glanced at the date on it.

Good guy, actually went back to twelve years ago.

This year, Zhao Yinqing was 14 years old, at the age of high school, and he probably hadn't touched Sun Lu before this meeting.

After Zhao Yinqing recovered from the unthinkable, he immediately felt that his hair was going to be bald.

She is not a material for studying, it is not that she has a bad brain and simply don't want to learn, so she has a very poor foundation, and she was a bottom in school in her previous life.

The little girl just now was named Shi Tingting, the daughter of Zhao Zhengyang's current girlfriend. In my impression, these two mothers and daughters lived in Zhao's house for several years.

The Zhao family's conditions are quite good. Shi Tingting's daughter transferred to Zhao Yinqing's school with her mother. The two were still in the same class. At that time, Zhao Yinqing's homework was all plagiarized from her, although there were few correct questions.

Zhao Yinqing sighed secretly and had to go to school again. I don't know if I can work harder in this life to be a midstream.

In the evening, golden afterglow fell outside the window.

Zhao Yinqing groped around the room with emotion, when the door was knocked again.

Shi Tingting got into a head and said, "Let's go, I'm going to eat."

The two walked downstairs in tandem. Zhao Yinqing looked at the back of the young and beautiful girl indifferently. He had put on a floral skirt that he had just taken, and the ponytail was thrown vigorously behind him. .

Shi Tingting doesn't look good, but her figure is okay, and she should be convex at a young age. In addition, with a little effort in dressing and dressing, she also attracts the eyes of some young boys.

Unlike the blessed Zhao Yinqing, Shi Tingting has to work hard if she wants to shine. Therefore, whenever anyone who is blind shows off to her, she will show off everywhere, especially Zhao who lives under the same roof. Drink clear here.

At that time, Zhao Yinqing had a simple mind, and played with her very well. He felt that this person was acceptable except for a small advantage.

But it's a pity that Zhao Yinqing's Taoism is still a little shallow. This young lady not only wanted to dig her man in her last life, but also directly emptied her father with her mother.

It's all tears. Since this time the machine is restarted, Zhao Yinqing has to think of a way to send the mother and daughter away.

There are already people sitting at the table, a young woman with heavy makeup and charming charm, Shi Tingting and her mother Zhuo Zhiying.

A stalwart middle-aged man, Zhao Yinqing and her father, Zhao Zhengyang.

The two children, one on the left and the other right, just sat firmly, Zhuo Zhiying smiled and looked at Shi Tingting with a little kindness, and said, "Tingting, the monthly exam is about to be taken. How is the review?"

Shi Tingting: "I'm doing questions every day."

"Do you have the confidence to do a better test?"

"Don't worry, mother."

Zhao Yinqing had a toothache. In the three years of high school, she carefully copied Shi Tingting, and the two of them never made the bottom ten.

Destined to be crooked, pretend to be a good student.

Zhuo Zhiying put chopsticks and dishes into Zhao Yinqing's bowl again, pretending to be concerned: "Drinking it all? Haven't you been out to play lately? You have to hurry up."

Zhao Zhengyang's gaze also moved over, his face still a bit serious, Zhuo Zhiying Yu Guang glanced at it, and his chest was filled with a smile, but he said, "Is the money enough?"

The smile on Zhuo Zhiying's face suddenly collapsed.

Zhao Zhengyang is wealthy, and he doesn't care about what his daughter can learn. He has always only cared about her eating, drinking and having fun. This is really amazing.

However, the word "money" always poke Zhuo Zhiying's care, this woman pretended to be kind and surrounded Zhao Zhengyang, the biggest purpose was money.

Zhao Yinqing smiled secretly in his heart, and said: "Almost, it can last a while."

Zhuo Zhiying raised her eyes to look at the other side. Shi Tingting was pouting dissatisfiedly. She followed up and said, "Where is Tingting? How was the pocket money spent last month?"

Zhao Zhengyang raised his eyebrows: "Last month?"

Shi Tingting climbed along the rope and quickly said, "I spent almost the same a few days ago, but I didn't spend a lot of money."

Zhuo Zhiying suddenly looked distressed: "Why don't you tell me if the money is gone? Look at the clothes you are wearing. There are only a few things going back and forth. If you go out, such a poor classmate should laugh at you."

Shi Tingting put on a funeral expression, Jiao Didi said in a sensible manner: "It's fine if the clothes can be worn anyway, I'm fine."

Zhao Yinqing couldn't listen anymore. He tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks, and then attracted the eyes of the three of them, and said, "Are my three clothes with hanging tags feeding the dog?"

Shi Tingting: "..."