"Excuse me, two guests here?" Two waiters came over with fresh, fragrant and hot steaks.
Zhang Moyan stared blankly at the two empty chairs across from him: "Gone."
The two waiters exchanged a glance. Having watched this table all night, they could guess a bit about what was going on. After a brief pause, the older waiter lowered his voice and said to Zhang Moyan, "Then we'll pack your food for you to take away. You can just put it in the refrigerator and heat it up when you get home."
"No need." Zhang Moyan said.
The waiters were a little puzzled. Zhang Moyan looked at them and said calmly, "No need to bother. Just pay the bill!"
She hadn't had an appetite for days, and food was now superfluous to her.
After paying the bill, a sweet waitress handed her an umbrella: "Miss, it's raining outside. This umbrella in our store is for you to use. Just return it to us when you are free."
Zhang Moyan looked at the other person's sympathetic and caring eyes, and her numb body suddenly began to feel pain again, bit by bit, starting from her heart and along her tendons and blood vessels, as if she was being dismembered.
"Can I still use the bathroom?" Zhang Moyan asked before breaking.
"Of course." The waiter raised his hand and pointed in a direction. "Just keep going and turn right."
Zhang Moyan said "thank you" and walked to the bathroom without taking the umbrella prepared for her.
In front of the large mirror on the sink, Zhang Moyan turned on the faucet and washed her hands diligently. She wasn't going to use the restroom, she just wanted to take another good look at herself. Actually, the salesgirl at the mall had done a pretty good job today; her blush and slightly raised lip liner completely masked her languid complexion, making her look not at all disheveled.
She used her wet fingertips to tidy up the hair on her temples. She was very satisfied with the appearance of the girl in front of her. Although her personality was a little slow to warm up, it was generally okay. She was also usually quite hardworking and should be a candidate for a good wife and a good mother... However, the script she got was too bad. She was born to be a car accident scene. The funny thing was that the perpetrators and victims were all gone, but she had to stay here and endure all the pain.
Before she was born, her biological father would rather commit suicide than face her. When she was young, she was kidnapped by a villain and her biological mother gave up on her after weighing the pros and cons. After learning that their daughter was killed because of her, her adoptive parents resolutely chose to break up with her. When she grew up, she thought she had made a true and reliable friend, but it turned out to be an actor planted by others. Then her grandfather appeared and thought she was disobedient and beat her like an abandoned child without mercy. As for finding a lover, he didn't even dare to dream of that, but fortunately, he has let it go now.
Zhang Moyan looked at the graceful girl in the mirror, closed his eyes tightly, and felt deeply sorry: I'm sorry, Zhang Moyan, I'm going to give up on you too. Let's start over, this life is full of frustration, don't be embarrassed, just admit defeat, I hope everything goes well for you in your next life!
When I pushed open the door of the restaurant, a biting cold wind blew in.
The rain and the night intertwine, and the wails dance magnificently.
The dark, wet road reflected the neon lights of the city. Messy hair whipped my face repeatedly like a thin whip, until it lost all feeling. Icy air rushed through my nose and into my chest, leaving my body as if riddled with holes and cracks. The sharp wind blew into my battered frame, and every bone and organ felt the pain of shattering.
Zhang Moyan walked along the street she had come from, finally reaching a large bridge. She had considered many ways to end the situation, but this one offered the least disruption and would not interfere with others. When she reached the top of the bridge, she didn't hesitate at all. She lifted her foot and stepped onto the guardrail, as naturally as if she were walking up a staircase, and stepped out.
thump!
The icy river water surged in from all directions, instantly isolating her from the world. Even though she seemed to hear a splitting sound roaring her name the moment she jumped, it was more likely the sound of the wind. Now her eardrums were blocked by water, so she couldn't verify it.
In the pouring rain, a figure leaped onto the bridge railing and jumped down without thinking.
The surging river was pitch black in the dead of night. After a suffocating moment of deathly silence, half a person emerged from the water. Floating in the water, he screamed frantically, "Zhang Moyan! Zhang Moyan! ... Zhang Moyan, where are you?"
The only response he received was the patter of rain hitting the river, and the man quickly dived back underwater.
Zhang Moyan's mouth and nose were now completely filled with water, and the feeling of being unable to breathe was extremely uncomfortable. However, the relief of having nothing in her heart anymore overwhelmed the pain. She was so tired, and everything was finally over.
Just as she was about to fall asleep in a trance, her waist was suddenly circled, as if someone was hugging her from behind.
Upwards, and upwards again... The heavy body seemed to be dragged upwards by something.
Was it the death that had come to take her? Where does the soul go after death? ... It doesn't matter. Just let it go with the will of death. It will eventually find a destination.
It’s nice not to have to make the decision myself.
After an unknown amount of time, she seemed to have emerged from the water and opened her eyes weakly. A dim light shone right beside her.
Wuchang actually looks like Xiao Xingyu!
Oh, it turns out that dying is so good.
This is God's last mercy to her...
"Moyan, wake up! Zhang Moyan!"
Xiao Xingyu roared wildly and tried his best to swim towards the river with Zhang Moyan. He tried his best to lift the person higher to prevent the surging waves from hitting the face of the person in his arms.
"Mo Yan..." After dragging the straight woman up to the embankment, Xiao Xingyu finally stumbled and fell on the wet lawn. As a man who had experienced countless life and death situations, he had never been so panicked as he was at that moment.
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