immortal

Qin Haiting was carried up by me. Fortunately, this old-fashioned tube building is only six stories high.I'm so tired, she kept sliding down, her arms strangled my neck so hard that I almost lost my breath, and it's not easy for me to have more physical contact with her, it's more tiring than climbing a dozen floors .

The man who opened the door had a look of astonishment in his eyes, and I yelled at him in embarrassment: "What are you looking at, hurry up!" He seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and took the person behind me, and I followed into the room. After taking a step, it is a very simple one-bedroom room with no furniture.

Qin Haiting half leaned against the man, turned her head slightly, and made a gesture to me. I couldn't laugh or cry, so I turned around and left immediately, absolutely not poking the human-shaped light bulb.

I was almost at the top of the stairs before I heard the sound of the man chasing him out. I just raised my hand and waved my right as farewell, and didn't look back.

The voice-activated light went out, and I didn’t make a big movement. I stood in the dark corridor and lit a cigarette. I took a slow and deep puff. I could hear the slight sound of the shredded tobacco burning. When the fire went out, I almost I spit out all the air in my lungs, as if this would sweep away the depression in my chest.

It is not necessarily true that it is blessed to the soul.

There are no windows in the stairwell of this building, and the whole body is covered with brick lattices. It slides from top to bottom, and the street lamp downstairs shines a little bit of light. At that moment, I almost thought that what I saw was a hallucination.

He stood there with his hands in his pockets wrapped in a thin hoodie, looking up at the direction upstairs, I immediately realized that it was the room Qin Haiting just entered, I couldn't see his expression clearly in the night, But he could clearly see the unmelted snowflakes on his shoulders.

A white mist seemed to rise suddenly in front of my eyes. I only felt that my heart, which was wrapped in layers of ice and snow, suddenly gushed out hot magma, and I could even hear the sound of steaming water in my ears.

Just when I was dazed, he suddenly lowered his head, put on his hat, turned and left.

I stumbled and ran downstairs, and there was no one in the open space, but the string of footprints was correct, my heart beat like a drum, and I couldn't help but thank God, in such a snowy day So that I would not completely lose track of him at night, I rushed towards the darkness.

He walked quickly, and when I thought I could see him, he disappeared around the corner.Footprints on the ground are signposts pointing in his direction.My heart is twisted into a long rope, one end is tied to me, and the other end is floating in the endless night.I took it for granted that as long as I followed the direction he walked, I would be able to find him.However, I ignored that the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and will eventually bury the traces he left behind.

Finally, I looked at the white space and didn't know where to go.

"Zhang Qiling" I shouted his name with all my strength, even if no one answered, I wanted to finish my sentence. "Come out! Speak clearly to me!" No matter what the truth is, I just want to hear him say it once.

I seem to be a blind man, imitating the elephant.What's more, everything in front of me has been intertwined like a maze. Only when I look down from a high place can I see the criss-crossing of the veins. But with my feet on the ground, I can only see the road in front of me and countless branching paths.

The third uncle's nonsense that the situation is so compelling that people cannot be rescued can be done by outsiders, but I will never believe it.Neither will Zhang Qiling.

My voice startled a flock of sparrows, flapping their wings in the dark and trying to fly away. The man came out from behind the shadow of the tree and approached step by step. I even heard the crisp sound of the dead branches under his feet. He kept watching Looking at me, but that look seemed to be looking at the boundless night behind me.

I was speechless with him, I didn't even know what to say for a moment, I shook my lips, but the first thing I said was an irrelevant silly question: "You...why follow me?"

He didn't seem to expect that I would ask this, and a little embarrassed expression appeared on his face, but he calmed down soon, and he said, "No."

I didn't have time to think about what it means that I can't, I stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve: "Where did you go?"

He looked down at my hand and said calmly, "I'm leaving."

"Let's go?" I grabbed him tightly and said eagerly, "Where are you going? You said it yourself, looking for someone or something... Why did you say to go again?" I said incoherently, "It's about my third uncle. I know... Anyway, he's not..."

He cut me off and said, "That's not important."

He was so close to me that I could see the snowflakes falling on his eyelashes, but we were so far away, a few words from his mouth really made me fall into the abyss.

"It's over, I've found him," he said.

When he said this, he didn't even have any superfluous expressions. I hoped to see a flaw in his face, but it was all in vain.Desperately, I leaned forward, twisted his wrist, and asked through gritted teeth, "Who did you find?"

He just turned his backhand and easily broke free from my shackles.

"You don't need to know. Besides..." As if to be kind, he said a few more words.

"I won't show up again."

I felt a mouthful of blood gushing up my throat, as if a hole had been torn open in my chest, and cold wind was pouring into it.

After he finished those few words, he turned around resolutely and left without any hesitation.I was the only one left standing there, staring blankly at his back disappearing into the wind and snow.

The pain comes slowly.My world is nothing but darkness and nothingness.