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    Pei Shuangshuang took Song Zhi to the riverside, blew in the evening breeze, and sent her back to her residence in Dijing Yuyuan at around eleven o'clock. She lived alone in a two-story duplex.

    "You have to get up early tomorrow, don't think too much, go to bed early."

    "Yeah." Song Zhi was a little absent-minded.

    Pei Shuangshuang knew that she had left her soul in Longhu Bay. Looking at her like this, she probably had to postpone her work tomorrow.

    "Then I'm going back"

    Song Zhi hummed: "Be careful on the road."

    Before Pei Shuangshuang left, he turned off the lights in the entrance hall. The living room was a little dark. The autumn wind blew the desolation in, and the curtains swayed to make it look less lonely.

    Song Zhi kicked off her slippers, nestled on the sofa, stuffed the pillow next to her into her arms, and lay on it in a daze.  The screen of her mobile phone on the wooden coffee table lit up. She threw the pillow aside, got up and opened a bottle of red wine. After drinking a glass, she clicked on WeChat.

    Qin Su withdrew from the creative group.

    She poured another glass of wine, the strongest wine in her wine cabinet.  She actually prefers warm wine, while Qin Su prefers strong wine.  Under the influence of alcohol, she pressed his number.

    She had not remembered her own number for so many years, but she knew his number by heart in just a few days.

    He didn¡¯t answer the phone, so she called three times. The last time it rang for a long time, the phone was already far away from her ear, and there was a sound from the receiver.

    Like the sound of water.

    The empty red wine glass was hit by her elbow on the carpet: "Qin Su."

    He said nothing.

    Song Zhi called out again: "Qin Su."

    Sometimes, being called can make people collapse and make people who never bow their heads burst into tears.

    As a family member of the perpetrator, Qin Su has only indulged once in the past fifteen years: "Can you come to my house?"

    The tone was cautiously pleading.

    Song Zhi didn¡¯t even think for a second: ¡°Wait for me.¡±

    After hanging up the phone, he breathed heavily, as if he suddenly got oxygen after suffocating.  He shouldn't have answered her call, and he shouldn't have begged her to come over after being so indifferent to her.

    He looked at the water in the bathtub and was thinking about a question: If he didn't answer her call, would he lie in the water forever?

    Song Zhi was drunk and couldn't drive, so he called for a driver. He kept urging the driver to go faster and faster. When he arrived at Qin Su's house, it was not yet twelve o'clock.

    The door was open and she could go in directly.

    "Qin Su."

    Qin Su is on the balcony.

    Song Zhi closed the door, stepped on the floor with her socks on, her feet were a little cold, and she walked to the balcony.

    Qin Su heard the sound and did not look back. The clothes on his body were not changed and were wet. His hair was dripping with water. The clothes were stuck to his back and his bones were weak.  The habitation rate in Longhu Bay is very low. There are few lights in the building opposite, and his pupils are also very dark.

    "Why are you all wet?"

    He turned his head and looked at her.  Only the bathroom light was on in the whole house, and there wasn't much light leaking out of the door, not enough to illuminate him.

    "Are you cold?" Song Zhi reached out and held his arm. His body temperature was very low.

    "Song Zhi."

    Qin Su lowered his head.

    Song Zhi saw the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, which made her feel distressed.

    "Are you here to save me?"

    He doesn¡¯t really want to live, but he always has a dream. In the dream, there is a person whose face he can¡¯t see clearly asking him to wait for her.

    Song Zhi nodded: "Yes."

    Qin Su grabbed her hand and put it on his waist: "Then help me."

    "good."

    The stars covered the clouds, the curtains were blown by the night wind, and the shadows reflected the lights. She hugged him.

    He wants a reckless absurdity and doesn¡¯t care about anything.

    He kissed her crazily, clasping her hand with his fingers and clenching it hard. His lips and teeth were abusing her, and even his eyes were venting, burning with fire and venting his anger.  All the movements were violent and rough, except when he unbuttoned her buttons, he was gentle and slow, so slow that she could regret it at any time and push him away at any time.

    But she was responding, just like you are in the dark abyss, and suddenly a beam of light shines in. Look along the light, and someone above reaches out to you.  Regardless of reason, everyone has the instinct to survive, and he also has it.

    "sorry."

    He bit her lip and licked her blood.

    "sorry."

    He said sorry twice and then unbuttoned her bra.  He didn't even go to the bedroom and put wet clothes on the bedon the floor.

    The wind laughed at him for going crazy.

    "It hurts?"

    It¡¯s a lot of redundant words.

    Song Zhi hugged him tightly: "Yes."

    But he didn't become gentle.

    Later, the lights in the bedroom were turned on, all the quilts were thrown to the floor, and he looked at her wildly when he kissed her.

    She lay on his pillow, exposing her back. There was a tattoo on her back, near her left shoulder.

    Qin Su pushed her hair aside and looked at her tattoo in the light: "When did you get the tattoo?"

    "long, long ago."

    She was afraid that she would forget to remember him, so she went to get a tattoo the next day after remembering him.

    With their fingers clasped together, she arched her body and kissed his hand: "It looks a lot like you, doesn't it?"

    They are very similar, very eerily similar, except for the letters, they are almost exactly the same.

    "These two letters," Qin Su placed his fingertips on her back shoulders and gently rubbed her tattoo, "Do they have any special meaning?"

    Song Zhi didn¡¯t know how to explain his past and present lives, so he lied: ¡°No, where is yours?¡±

    Qin Su said: "The letters are my name."

    The tattoo pattern on his tiger¡¯s mouth was drawn by himself when he was thirteen years old, when he didn¡¯t want to live for the first time.  He also put a tank of water in at that time. When he was unconscious, he had a dream. In the dream, there was a girl wearing a fisherman's hat. She cried and asked him to wait for him.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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