Chapter One: After Suicide

Xie woke up in a hospital bed. The white of one room stands out against the afternoon sunshine.

She moved, only to find that one hand was fixed and the other hand was stuck with a needle. She looked at the fixed hand and didn't feel much pain, but her wrist was wrapped in thick gauze, and the blood oozing from it silently told her what she had done.

Cut the pulse, drank the medicine, and didn't die.

She paused with a wry smile, really deadly.

The door of the ward was opened and her father Xie Lanshan came in. When he saw her awake, he showed a surprised face and jumped to her bed and said, "However, you are awake. What's wrong with you? "

She knows that no one will send her except her parents.

She closed her eyes and didn't want to talk.

Seeing her like this, Xie Lanshan couldn't help crying: "But why are you so sad?" You want your parents dead! If you want to die so badly, kill mom and dad first! Don't even look at what your mother has become for you ... "

Surprised, Xie suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Mom, what happened to her?"

"She can't move! Stroke! Naturally, it is our home. What shall we do in the future? "

To tell the truth, Xie Lanshan has never been so afraid and helpless in his life. Although he is a man, he has always been an honest teacher in the ivory tower and his wife is strong. He has arranged everything for him, except worrying about the poor grades of the children in the class.

But now, his wife and children, who supported him, have fallen at the same time. It is light to say that he has no master, and only if the sky were to fall can he express his feelings more accurately.

Xie carefree pulled out the needle, regardless of public opposition, just let Xie Lanshan take her to her mother's ward.

Zhong Jun had a stroke due to excessive shock, and it happened quickly. Fortunately, I was in the hospital at that time and the rescue was timely. His life is not in danger. Good rehabilitation treatment is nothing serious.

But Xie carefree see, still in a coma, always a vibrant face, pale without any color.

It is rare for her to lie down so calmly and obediently, but she has no vitality and luster.

Xie Youran half knelt in front of the bed, holding her hand and crying deeply.

Xie Lanshan tried to pull her up, but she refused. It seems that only in this way can she make up for all her past sins and sins, and it seems that only in this way can she vent her past pain and stop hitting a wall.

Xie Lanshan was afraid that she couldn't stand it, and kept persuading her: "However, you should drive a little, and your mother won't feel better when you wake up."

Xie slowly became weak from crying.

For a long time, she finally stopped crying, looked up and licked her hair carefully for her mother and asked, "What did the doctor say?"

Xie Lanshan said: "We have to treat it well and can't suffer any more." Paused and looked at her anxiously: "Of course ..."

Awkward, the eyes, soft to make her sad.

"Dad, I'm sorry." She apologized for her willfulness for the first time. "In the future, I will never do stupid things again. One death is enough. "

God doesn't accept her, how can she be worthy?

Xie Lanshan seemed relieved and said, "I wish you could think so. In fact, what is the hurdle? You are really dead. Who can be sad? Those who no longer cherish you, when you die, they will still live happily without any psychological burden. "

Xie Lanshan is not Zhong Jun after all. He can't say anything too harsh. Is that man afraid of * * * to his daughter, also don't mention.

Xie carefree accepted the offer and nodded his head.

Xie felt dizzy when he came out of his ward.

This should be the sequela of blood loss, but she didn't care too much. Xie Lanshan said that they went in time, but a little later, it is estimated that she and them will be separated forever.

When he said this, Xie Lanshan had a kind of unspeakable horror.

Fortunately, she just cut her pulse and drank the medicine. If she jumps off a building, she can't pull her as fast as they do.

Is carefree, at this moment, also think so. She just wanted to die in that room. When Wan Nanping knows, he will burp for a long time, even if he can't be sad.

Wan Nanping is her husband.

Of course, it will soon.

Three months ago, without any symptoms, he quarreled with her over a trivial matter, and then bluntly wanted a divorce.

She thought he was just angry and didn't take it seriously.

Who knows, three months later, he filed a lawsuit directly with the court.

She has always focused on her husband, and never thought that one day Wan Nanping would not want her. When she received the court summons, she was going crazy. When she first appeared in court, all she remembered was crying.

Crying, crying, crying, endless tears, but can not call back the slightest pity for that person.

He gave seemingly irrefutable evidence that she had cheated. Many photos, her excuses are useless, photos can't talk, and they won't tell her the story behind them.

Then, he took the children away from school and never let her see them again.

The only condition for meeting is divorce.

He has already done this, but she still fantasizes about using death to make him remember himself, make him regret and make him sad.

Now that I think about it, Xie doesn't know what she was thinking at that time and which line she was on, so that she believes that he will be sad, sad and regretful when he dies!

Xie Lanshan said that suicide is a matter of quick revenge on relatives.

Yes, that's right. Why can't she understand this truth without dying once?

Xie Lanshan followed out. He was scared, too. He grabbed her hand and asked cautiously, "Are you going back to the ward?"

Xie carefree shook his head.

Xie Lanshan was as nervous as a bow snake at once: "Then where are you going?"

"Go home and buy some clothes for you and mom."

Xie Lanshan didn't notice that his clothes were stained by a wolf, with sweat and blood stains on them, and the rest of Xie's vomiting. He didn't realize how dirty he was because he was so nervous.

Xie Lanshan couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, but still said firmly, "You go back to the ward and I'll go back and get it myself."

"But you have to stay with your mother." Xie Youran blinked and said softly, "I'm fine, but I just went home to get some clothes and went back by car. This is nothing. "

Xie Lanshan still refused.

Xie said to him, "Dad, don't you believe me?" She sighed. "I am weak, but that doesn't mean I have the courage to die a second time." She patted his hand when she said this. "With mom. If she wakes up, tell her that her daughter is still alive. "

She spoke very firmly, so Xie Lanshan had to obey her, but kept sending her outside the hospital and watching her get on the bus.

The car slipped out of a distance and looked back at Xie. He can also see his father standing at the door of the hospital, looking at her with all kinds of fears.

She couldn't help crying again.

She doesn't really want to cry, but she wants to be strong. However, I don't know whether the tears are too shallow or the reality is too sad. She can't help it.

Just when she couldn't help it, she said to the driver after the car passed, "Turn around and go to Luo Ming Bay."

Luo Ming Bay is the most prosperous area in this city, and the headquarters of Baili Mall named Wannanping is located in its center.

Unless there is an accident, he should be here at this time.

Sure enough, the small secretary at the front desk said, "Manager Wan is in the office."

Education and habits make Xie never lose anyone in the company even when he is in the most fierce fight with Wan Nanping. So, the little secretary doesn't know that she and Wan Nanping are already getting divorced. As the proprietress, she smiled sweetly, was polite and looked pale. She asked with concern if she was not feeling well, and asked if she needed help to call General Wan.

Xie carefree with the wave, without saying a word into the elevator.

She knew that she was not beautiful now, but when she saw her true face through the smooth mirror of the elevator, she couldn't help but gasp.

Hair is messy, clothes are wrinkled, face is blue-gray, and lips are pale. The whole person looks like an over-salted old pickle and a broken and withered flower, dull and lifeless.

It's really hard to say that she is human. It should be said that she is just a soul. Because of her last breath, she lingered in the world and ridiculously refused to leave.

Some of her hair was combed in horror, and some of her clothes were pulled in despair.

Suddenly, she couldn't figure out why she came. When she was the youngest and most beautiful, she couldn't arouse his love. Now, if she appears like this, can she get his sympathy?

Haven't she learned enough lessons these days?

She rushed to the elevator and frantically pressed the floor below, trying to stop the elevator from approaching Wan Nanping's position.

However, there is always a time when it backfires.

It happened that the floor where the elevator door opened actually let her see Wan Nanping.

He is not in the office. He stood at the elevator door with a group of well-dressed people, and his face was full of smiles.

His whole person, more have a kind of unspeakable high-spirited, opine, Fang Qiu spirit.

After getting married, he walked smoothly to this day. In the eyes of outsiders, Wan Nanping has always been successful and elite, and the failure of marriage does not show traces on him.

Xie thought, maybe she is right today. Without experiencing the most painful contrast, she probably doesn't know how much she has failed and how much she has fallen behind. It will be sad and regrettable to have unrealistic fantasies about him leaving her. The decision he made was just an impulse. He still loves her, but as the years go by, he hides deeper. He doesn't know, so she can't see.

The author has something to say: I haven't had a code word for a long time, and I haven't felt it. This article should just practice finding feelings. Many people say that most of the women I write about are divorced. In fact, I want to say that only divorced women can write about a dark life and a brilliant counterattack after suffering. What a cool thing. Besides, frustrated middle-aged women have to dream!

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