I lifted my skirt and slowly climbed up to the attic.
Through the window, I saw that the setting sun had completely sunk into the sea level. A bright moon rose from the sea level, and the moonlight poured onto the sea, and I could feel the coldness.
All the past love and hate replayed in my mind, and those past events eventually became my nightmares.
I remember Su Jingnian said he loved me, I remember Ding Xuan hugged me from behind, I remember Mu Lianru scolded me harshly, I remember Ding Chushan beat me, and I remember crying with Sun Qing in my arms.
All of this will be reduced to ashes tonight.
I poured the prepared gasoline all over the attic, then leaned against the window and lit a cigarette in despair.
Tears kept flowing out, the sea breeze lifted my long hair and skirt, and I used the time of a cigarette to bid farewell to the past.
A rotten heart, a rotten person, no one can save him.
I smiled and lit the curtains. The flames jumped high and seemed to be dancing in the dark night.
Thick smoke billowed out, choking me to the point of tears, but I was still smiling. There were layers of heat waves all around me, the fire was getting more and more intense, and I laughed out loud, so loudly, so happily, and so desperately.
Ignite everything, as if burning a youth, and let the world be buried with it. Perhaps deep down I have never thought of doing this, because it is a cowardly act. I am betting, betting whether Zhuang Li will rush in to save me. Just like the first time I met Zhuang Li at the age of sixteen, I stood in front of his car and was not hit to death.
Meeting was just a gamble at the beginning, and falling in love was just a game at the beginning, so what will be the ending?
I heard someone scream "Fire!"
My consciousness was a little hazy and I inhaled too much smoke. My strength was draining away bit by bit and I could only lie on the ground in pain.
I was unconscious and began to have hallucinations. I seemed to see an unborn child turning into a wisp of smoke and leaving me. I seemed to hear the desperate cry of a child. That was the child I left behind, the child that Zhuang Li and I had brutally killed.
There was still a smile on the corner of my mouth, so desolate.
Faintly, it seemed like someone was calling my name.
The door to the attic was suddenly knocked open, and Zhuang Li appeared. He rushed into the fire like a madman, trying to help me up, and shouted, "Lan Lan, there's a fire, hurry up."
I didn't move. Instead, I hugged Zhuang Li tightly, with a strange smile on my lips .
Zhuang Li's body froze. He was silent for a while before he slowly said, "So you still hate me and wish I would die."
"Zhuang Li, come to hell ."
The beast in my heart was completely released, crazy and cruel.
The flames jumping around grew bigger and bigger, and the heat waves burned the skin.
I held Zhuang Li in despair, surrounded by the sea of ​​fire.
The shrill sirens of fire trucks rang out in the night sky.
Zhuang Li became ruthless and forcibly pried my hands apart, then helped me stand up and walked out, constantly dodging the burning wood chips that fell from the roof.
There was a creaking sound above my head, and suddenly a huge beam fell down. At that moment, Zhuang Li pushed me away fiercely, and the beam hit Zhuang Li's back directly.
He groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and lay on the ground, dying.
The flames licked across his body quickly and mercilessly.
I was pushed to a place not far from the door, my consciousness was blurred, and I felt pain all over my body. The last scene in my sight was Zhuang Li looking at me with difficulty and saying something.
Thick smoke billowed, sirens blared, and the temperature was scorching everywhere.
Finally, I fainted from the pain.
Zhuang Li, are you saying sorry?
What happens next?
The rest of the story is that Zhuang Li died, but I was still alive.
The firefighters saved me.
I won the bet, but I was not happy at all. The devil finally died, but I was not free. The fire burned my face and hands, and the ugly scars seemed to remind me of the sins committed by my hands.
Zhuang Li died for me.
This sad joke can make people laugh and cry for a lifetime.
Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, everything seems to have disappeared completely, there is no Zhuang Li , and no Su Jingnian.
Those past events, those pains, are like smoke on the sea, disappearing without leaving a trace.
In fact, it’s not that I have forgotten, but that I don’t want to remember it again.
The originally happy engagement party was burned down by me with a big fire, burying all the love and hate, and all the grudges.
The raging beast within me finally fell asleep again.
After I was discharged from the hospital, I walked across the beach and saw that the castle had been burned beyond recognition, and my heart eventually turned to ashes as well.
Later, I went to a strange town. There were strange but friendly passers-by in that town, and roses were planted on the windowsills of every household .
This world is too lonely. It’s the same wherever you go.
After years of polishing, I became the ordinary person I once wanted to be. I found a stable job, a small house, and a peaceful life. No suitors, no dates, everything was normal.
I go shopping alone, eat alone, and do many things alone. In such days, I gradually come to terms with myself.
I originally thought that nothing would cause any ripples, but many years later, when I saw those students in high school uniforms on the street, I couldn't help but tear up .
Was it the youthful recklessness of the past, or was it just a debt owed to each other? Who owed whom, and who messed up whose time?
After my relatives, friends, and lovers left me one by one, I was left with nothing.
But I learned to grow up, became independent and strong, and also learned to be patient.
These people once destroyed me, but also made me who I am today.
From then on, I was alone and drank the arsenic of youth with a smile. In the pain of growing up, I transformed into a fluttering butterfly.