Psychic

It was night, and Van Gogh awakened from his sleep, holding one hand on the forehead and the other hand gently patting the edge of the bathtub, frowning slightly, as if worrying about something. It was a dark night outside, and the birds kept silent, and the sound of smoke blowing through the gaps in the windows came again and again, revealing a bit ominous smell.

Fangallo shook his head, shook his head again, and finally gave up struggling, stood up from the cold black water, put on a silk nightgown, opened the door of the room, and walked toward the roof.

The iron gate of the rooftop is very heavy, and it inevitably makes a creaking noise when it is pushed open. A hoarse female voice asked in a panic: “Who?”

Fangallo didn’t answer, but walked silently.

The girl standing on the high fence opened her eyes wide and shouted in fear: “Don’t come over!” At the moment when she saw the coming person, somehow, the anxiety and suffering in her heart were greatly relieved . This is a nice-looking man. His hair is very soft and gently blown by the wind; his eyes are bright and reflected in the stars. Even when walking in the dark night, his whole body is radiating light, which is like refracting on Huiyue, and like escaping from his own body.

The girl looked at each other blankly, even forgetting her purpose of going to the roof.

Fangallo had walked to her while she was missing, and her voice was as calm as a breeze: “Come down, it’s dangerous.”

The girl immediately recovered and shook her head again and again: “No, no, I will not come down. I will die to show him!” This is her boyfriend, the tenant on the 14th floor.

Fangallo looked up at her and suddenly made an inexplicable request: “Can you give me your hand?”

“What?” The girl was stunned, not knowing how to react. She also thought that this person would say a lot of reasons to persuade herself, or call the police. But it’s useless. She must jump from here today and let Lin Qin take a good look. There is still true love in this world, and there is someone who is willing to give everything for him.

“Give me your hand.” Van Gogh gave up the inquiry and gave the order directly.

The girl no longer doubted, but reached out her hand subconsciously. When she reacted and wanted to retract, her fingertips were already held by the man. His strength is very light, just a little pinching her fingernails; his skin is very cold, like a jade buried in the ground; his attitude is very cautious, full of respect and politeness.

The girl in anxiety gave up the struggle almost immediately, allowing him to touch himself gently, even if she didn’t know what it meant.

“I won’t save you.” Van Gaal said seriously: “The only person who can save you is yourself. Please close your eyes and remember the past, and see the nature of those people or things. If you still open your eyes Willing to jump from here, I will never stop you. “

The girl froze for a while before saying: “Close your eyes to remember?”

“Yes,” Van Gogh nodded. “Recall the scene when you were together. I will not interfere with any of your decisions.”

The girl finally understood what the man was doing. He seemed to want to calm himself down, settle down, and then persuade himself to change his mind. But he obviously used the wrong method. At this time, letting her recall the bit by bit with Lin Qin will only deepen her despair and pain, and make her more determined to die. In any case, she will die in front of Lin Qin, let him take a good look at what is called desperate love. In the rest of his life, Lin Qin will always remember her and will always love her, but he will never wait for her. This is the biggest punishment for him!

The girl smiled sadly, then looked at Van Gogh with pity, then closed her eyes and started to recall. What she didn’t know was that when her thoughts and emotions were tightly entangled in the past, the negative emotions accumulated in her heart were absorbed by the fingertips of Van Galo and her.

The girl remembered the first meeting with Lin Qin. In order to abandon his first love girlfriend, he was lying on the bar and drunk, holding an empty bottle and crying like a lost child. He said in his mouth that he never believed in love again. , Eyes full of hot tears.

The distressed feeling grabbed the girl’s nerves and pulled her towards Lin Qin. She cheeked him up, persuaded him to go home, and tried to heal his wounds. She thought her appearance meant saving.

This memory was originally tearful, but it also gleamed in her memory, making her smile sadly when she remembered it. However, at this moment, I do not know why, those details that have never been noticed by her are magnified infinitely.

When Lin Qin was drunk, he always sat firmly on a swivel high chair, with a decadent chic all over him, not like a drunkard, sloppy and crooked; when he mistaken himself When he misunderstood his first girlfriend and hugged him tightly, the bartender standing at the bar smirked at him with a frown, as if he had already seen his tricks; when he talked about pain, his eyes flashed complacently. And the light of contempt …

All the delusions he deliberately created were exposed in these extremely clear memories.

Extending from the memories from the beginning, the girl thought of their first date, first intimate contact, first cohabitation … Lin Qin said: Your personality is so bad, who will tolerate you except me? But in fact, the girl’s character has always been very good, and there are many like-minded friends around her. Only after associating with Lin Qin, they gradually alienated them and eventually became lonely. But in fact, the living expenses of the two have always been borne by the girl. Lin Qin has never paid a penny. If he owes debts outside, he has to rely on the girl to work a few more jobs to pay; What should I do? But in fact, without him, the girl could live better and spend all the money she earned on herself or her parents, instead of offering Lin Qin to live a luxurious life, but he was not sure.

Recalling this, the girl felt unprecedented despair, so she moved slightly forward.

Fangallo squeezed her fingertips suddenly, but then gently released it the next second.

But the girl stood still, her face struggling. She began to recall the past good, but when she was addicted, she found the grim and unwillingness hidden in these good. Her toes kept moving forward, back, back, forward, the whole portrait of a leaf about to wither in the wind.

Finally, all the pictures about Lin Qin have been assembled into a specific segment. He squinted, spitting smoke rings, and said in a disdainful and vicissitudes tone: “If you are willing to die for me, I believe in love.”

Die for Lin Qin? The girl ’s soul struggled violently in her memories. She suddenly discovered that what Lin Qin wanted to convey with this sentence was not his desire for sincere feelings, but an inducement. He tried to push her forward and let her plant into the abyss of death! This is not love, this is murder!

He didn’t take care of her at all, only request and destroy. He hollowed out her body and wealth, and destroyed her self-esteem and self-confidence. He turned her from a sound person into a fragment of loss of independence, and now he found a new target, he wanted to throw this fragment away.

In his eyes, she wasn’t a girlfriend who was stunned, but a prey, a monument, a puppet. If she really jumped today, it was not a punishment for Lin Qin or even her own, but a punishment for those who were left alone in the world and still love her parents, relatives and friends .

The girl who hadn’t seen it before, actually saw it all at the moment; the girl who couldn’t figure it out before, also figured it out at the moment. Lin Qin said love on his lips, but his eyes were full of cold light. What hurt the prodigal prodigal son, this is just a protective color he woven for himself. Under the cover of this protective color, a colorful poisonous snake is head-shot and violently attacks.

The girl was so scared that she opened her eyes and screamed, only to find that she was standing on the edge of a tall building, and she could crush her bones with just one step. She also vowed to die before Lin Qin before, letting him know that there is someone in the world who loves him wholeheartedly and without regret. Now think about it, she feels so stupid, so sad, so hateful!

In order for such an unbearable person to end her life, she lived like a joke! The girl gasped for breath, then laughed lowly. She jumped off the platform, squatted down the wall, buried her head in her knees, and didn’t know what she was thinking.

Fangallo withdrew his hand and waited for a while, seeing that the girl had no will to seek death, and then left quietly, just as he came quietly.

When the heavy iron door was covered, the girl said hoarsely, “Thank you for saving me!”

“It’s you who saved yourself.” Van Gogh waved his head without looking back.

The girl hurried to the door, only to find that the man had disappeared. She stood for a while, then patted her head and shouted, “Ah! I remember, he seems to be Van Gogh!”

In just a few minutes, the girl has freed herself from all hopes and become open-minded and full of vitality. But she didn’t feel that the change was abrupt and strange, but she was delighted by it. She ran downstairs, and fluttered her wings like a cheerful bird. After going down to the 14th floor, she opened the fire box, took out an axe, and smashed Lin Qin’s house.

There are several families living in this building, but with such a big movement, no one wants to run out and check the situation.

Lin Qin was awakened, and found an axe pierced his door, and he was suddenly scared. He was so timid that he didn’t dare to resist at all. He took out his mobile phone and dialed 110, but found that there was no signal at all in this building. Fortunately, after the axe cracked the door, it was nailed to the door panel, and there was no intention to wash the audience. Then, a step of footsteps drifted away.

When the perpetrators left, Lin Qin opened the door and pretended to yell at the empty corridor pretendingly.

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The next day, Van Gogh opened an email to the White Screen just after opening his eyes. He wanted to help him invite Mr. Shen Youquan to come out for a gathering.

【If possible, please ask Mr. Shen Youquan to bring his wife and children together. ] He wrote so in the email.

The curtain is almost a second: [Okay, I will arrange a meeting. This is my mobile phone number, and also my WeChat account. We can contact this way later, which is more convenient than sending an email. 】

Fangallo added friends from the white curtain in a good manner, just meditated for ten minutes, and gave a quasi letter to the convenience-at 12 noon to meet in the “Night of the Lotus Pond” in the restaurant. The chief lawyer also took it.

Fangalo felt the high efficiency of the affairs at the scene, and sincerely thanked him for rejecting his good intentions: [The lawyer will not be needed. I want to talk to him about some private matters, and it is not convenient for outsiders to be present. 】

[So I am not an outsider? ] This message was sent from the White Screen. It was cancelled within two seconds, and it changed to: “Okay, we will see you then.” 】

Fangallo raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled, but did not reply.