Xia Xi watched her photo being placed in an uninhabited house by a policeman. She was about to touch the photo but found that her hands could penetrate the photo.
She looked at the countless scars on her body in the coffin. But I can't even remember my own name.
Just when she was at a loss, a man walked towards her.
"Xia Xi, do you want to know the truth about your death? This is not an ordinary case."
——
Snow is falling heavily on the rooftop.
She held the unconscious little girl's arm tightly: "Such a small child will be shattered into pieces if he falls."
The roar of the man behind him came: "Go to hell!"
Suddenly, she chose to fall off the bridge with the little girl.
She hugged the little girl, closed her eyes and said, "The body will hurt, but the soul will also hurt? Probably not."
In an instant, a snap of fingers floated into her ears. She opened her eyes and saw the falling snowflakes frozen in the air. She and the little girl were forced to stay in the air.
One of the snowflakes slowly fell to the corner of her eye, turning into a tear across the corner of her eye.
In an instant, she slowly fell from the air until he gently caught them.
"Is it worth it? If I don't save you, your body will die for the second time, and you will disappear into ashes."
"It's worth it. I bet you will save me."
——
She roared heartbreakingly: "This is a scam carefully crafted for me from beginning to end!"
"Xia Xi, listen to me..."
She took out a knife from the table and pointed it at him: "Get out! I don't want to listen to anything!"
He mocked: "You dare to kill me? Are you so brave enough to hold a knife?"
In the confusion, she stabbed his heart with a knife, but the moment the knife entered her body, she looked at him in disbelief: "How is it possible? How could this knife... Aren't you a god?"
He smiled and took the knife with his hand and pressed it in. Blood seeped into the palm of his hand.
Her tears fell drop by drop on the bloody knife.
——
Wen Zhiying looked at her with a smile: "Hello, can you tell me your name?"
"It should be Xia Xi."
"Xia Xi, how are you lately?"
"Why do you ask?"
"Because your eyes are like the haze that remains in the world after the fog dissipates."
Reading Guide
1 micro suspense healing direction, seven stories similar to playing a copy.
2 Don't worry! Must be HE! (There was a little bit of abuse and misunderstanding in the middle)
Intention: Embrace life and be positive
