Fang Lianxin's life began on the day Fang Susu committed suicide. She was convicted of manslaughter by the court and sentenced to 5 years in prison. She knew her mother hated her, but she still had hope for life. Because Su Zeyu told her. "Lian Xin, wait for me here. When I come back, everything will be fine."
Five years later, Fang Lianxin was released from prison. She once thought it was only five years, but later she realized that these five years had already crushed and destroyed her remaining hope.
Standing on an empty street in the early morning of New Year's Eve, with bright lights in the residential buildings in front of her, she was alone, with no way out and no future. It turned out that there were really people in this world who did not love or be loved.
At this moment, the tip of her nose felt sour and hot tears rolled down her face.
Also that night, she vaguely saw a figure walking towards her in the cold winter wind, walking majestically and without hesitation. She did not remember his appearance, but she remembered his smell, which was the scent of pinewood from the early morning on Yunshan Mountain. It was refreshing and elegant, with the substance of trees. For the first time, she felt that there was something in this world that she could grasp. She held it in the palm of her hand. Her tense nerves relaxed at this moment. At the moment when she closed her eyes and fell down, she seemed to be in a forest. The morning sun was shining, the breeze was soft, and there was a string of bells in her ears, slow, ethereal, and long.
When she woke up, it was three months later, winter had ended, the wind was slightly hot, and the sun shone into her sleepy eyes through a row of floor-to-ceiling windows. She instinctively stretched out her hand to block it. She was afraid of the sun, the heat and the brightness. After a while, she slowly opened her eyes again and saw her own pair of long, white fingers above her head. She doubtfully stretched out her other hand to touch them, feeling a terrible strangeness about her body.
Beside the bed, stood a man of medium build, wearing a well-tailored black suit. He looked about 30 years old, but his temperament was older than his actual age. He has a flat head, a square face, wheat skin with a thick texture of earth, slightly pursed lips, and his eyes fixed on Fang Lianxin, his eyes are sincere and generous, but his expression is serious, with a kind of father-like majesty.
"Fang Lianxin." The man called her name.
Fang Lianxin sat up, feeling that her mind was empty and she felt unfamiliar with everything. She asked the man tentatively: "My name is Fang Lianxin?"
The man looked at her firmly and replied, "Yes, your name is Fang Lianxin."
Fang Lianxin looked the man up and down and asked doubtfully, "Then who are you?"
"My name is Lin Shi, and I am your boss." After speaking, the man smiled slightly. The smile was forced and stiff, and the slightly exposed teeth looked like a gash that had been torn open by someone.
At this time, the door was suddenly opened, and a fat middle-aged woman walked in. Then a gust of wind came through the open door, the air was slightly stirred, and there seemed to be a wind chime-like sound echoing in the room, slow, ethereal, and lingering.
Purpose: Self-salvation