Ju Nian, I'm here to say goodbye to you. I have sworn and know that you will definitely come.

Ju Nian walked out of the room, looking for an exit like a lost child. The only way to the street was a long narrow aisle. A bald middle-aged man sat behind the table and watched the morning news at the just beginning at 7 o'clock. Ju Nian lowered her head, hoping that no one could see her, but to go out, she had to pass by the table.

"Good morning, are you awake?" The middle-aged man, who was suspected to be the boss, noticed her. He looked up and smiled and showed a row of teeth that were yellowed by smoke stains.

Ju Nian suddenly felt that she was in an unknown farce. For the first time in her life, she woke up in a strange place. She was surrounded by a naked ordinary male classmate who was holding her tightly. She had no impression of how she appeared in this dim private hostel. Even the boss whom she had never met at the door seemed to know better than her, and she smiled and said to her "Good morning."

Ju Nian didn't answer, and ran towards the only exit as if she was running away. The street in the early morning was so peaceful that people on the morning shift were expressionless, and the sprinkler truck floated from afar with the tune of "Orchid Grass". The air had a smell of dusty water vapor... This was the world she was familiar with. The turbid, dirty, and sticky moment before. She escaped from heaven, and everything had not changed. However, she was the only one, but she didn't know what she had become.

Legend has it that I like to say: One day in the mountains, the world has been in the world for thousands of years.

That was the saddest story that Ju Nian had heard of.

When she woke up, her shirt and skirt were hung on the rope in the bathroom, wrinkled, but dry. Only her close-fitting underwear was still tide-like, wrapped around her body, like a snake vine, like her hands when she opened her eyes. She walked along the direction of the bus stop, and she walked on the road, but she was like trekking in a pile of cotton wool.

Gradually, I seemed to remember something about the note that seemed to have been falling to the ground for a century between her fingers, about the hopeless telephone booth, the boiling dance floor, three cups of sweet and slightly spicy liquid, about the drop of sweat dripping on her chest when she woke up from the pain. Of course, there was also a search that had never stopped in her dreams.

Ju Nian once asked herself why she had to ask about Wu Yu's whereabouts over and over again like Xianglin Sao. Even though he said that she was the best girl in the world, when the best boy in the world wanted to take another girl away, that was nothing.

That was Wu Yu's decision himself. He might love Chen Jiejie, and besides love, he also has responsibility. Even if Ju Nian finds him, what can he do? Apart from saying "goodbye".

However, it was the morning that woke her up from the chaos that gave her a reminder. In that dream, she seemed to have returned to the summer vacation before the first year of high school. The dark space covered by curtains in Lin Henggui's small shop, and the devilish hands were raging wildly on her body. She opened her mouth and gasped like a fish that had lost water, but there was no sound. Despair was originally silent. She cried, and then Wu Yu's anger. He rushed over, his eyes filled with blood.

"I want to kill you!" Wu Yu's hatred was like a tide that broke through the dam, but Lin Henggui was the ghost in the water. She watched helplessly as the evil man gradually gained the upper hand. He knocked Wu Yu overturned Wu Yu's neck and grabbed Wu Yu's knife. The blood color was her only memory when she woke up.

This is the source of her fear. She seemed to understand why she was so anxious. Wu Yu would go to him. She knew that he would. She should have known her "little monk" so much.

She couldn't see him being hurt by Lin Henggui anymore.

When the sun shines on the earth, Ju Nian also reaches the most gloomy corner of her heart. The rolling gate of the small shop was closed, and Lin Henggui was famous for going to bed late and getting up late. It was no wonder. Ju Nian walked closer tremblingly, trying to prove for herself that Wu Yu had never been there. However, when she stood by the door, she carefully discovered that the door was not locked.

Perhaps because of worries over fear, Ju Nian's mind became hot, and somewhere else, he actually put his hand on the handle of the rolling gate door handle and lifted it up hard. Sure enough, it opened the gap about half a foot wide, and the dark and closed space suddenly smelled like a fishy and sweet smell. Ju Nian's stomach tightened after the hangover, and his hands and feet continued to lift the door up coldly. After opening about one-third of the time, the door rolled up naturally according to inertia. The wooden door behind was wide open, and the store was empty, only the old curtain so old that it could not see clearly the original color swung gently, like a soul-sucking banner, and the fishy and sweet blood came through the curtain. The tragic appearance in the dream was vivid, making Ju Nian almost suffocate.

Ju Nian's hand that opened the curtain was shaking as if it was not her own. If Wu Yu died, if Lin Henggui was waiting for the prey inside... When the fear ended, her heart was ashamed, and she walked in through the curtain.

There was no window inside, and the light switch was lurking in some corner. Ju Nian moved forward and stepped on a soft thing on her right foot. She was so scared that she staggered and hit a hard object. It seemed to be the chest of drawers in the room. The wine bottle on it fell to the ground with a clang. It was also at this time that her eyes had adapted to the dim environment. There was a vertical rope above the side of the chest of drawers. She tried to pull it with her hand. The yellow light instantly filled the entire space, and all the miserable situation came into view.

The compartment was messy everywhere. Obviously, after just experiencing terrible abuse, all the box drawers were opened in a hurry. A man was lying in the middle of the floor. What Ju Nian had just stepped on was his straight outstretched palm. The dark brown liquid spread out from under him, bloody. Before that, Ju Nian never knew that so much blood could flow out of a person's body.

That was not Wu Yu. You could make a judgment based on the first glance of Ju Nian, but this did not let her feel relieved.

Lin Henggui, is he dead?!

The most terrifying devil in the nightmare of the Orange Nian was lifeless, and even he stepped heavily on his fingertips without any reaction. Could it be that Meng was the opposite? Wu Yu really came, but the final result was that he killed Lin Henggui?

Over the years, Ju Nian, like Wu Yu, has thought countless times about why Lin Henggui, this beast, this scum, did not die, and why did he not die! However, he finally died, Ju Nian felt endless sadness. If Wu Yu really did it, his life would be ruined. He broke through the darkness and dyed his ink. Is it worth it just for such a shameless person?

The smell of blood made Ju Nian dizzy. She panicked and wanted to escape. Before she could walk away, her ankle was suddenly grabbed by a cold hand. She screamed and turned around. Lin Henggui raised his face with difficulty, shouting faintly and intermittently: "Save... save..."

Ju Nian kicked and struggled hard like crazy. He tried all his strength to grab it, but he was finally relieved by her when he was seriously injured and weak. It was thought that Lin Henggui had lost too much blood and was unconscious. When he was in danger, Ju Nian broke in and stepped on the back of his hand and the pain and light that stomped on his back made him wake up briefly. After a moment, he fell into a dead coma again.

Ju Nian was in a state of dismay and stumbled out of the small compartment. The scene just now made her feel terrified. She took it for granted that Lin Henggui was dead. He was originally a person who was not worthy of living in the world, but who is the master and who is qualified to decide the life and death of another person? Even though she hated him so much, as long as a trace of conscience still exists, she still couldn't do it. More importantly, if it was really done by Wu Yu, then as long as Lin Henggui does not die, even if Wu Yu is guilty, it is not unforgivable.

She finally called the ambulance center by phone from the store. In the near future, maybe the ambulance will arrive. She didn't want to know whether Lin Henggui could last until then. She only knew that she could never stay here for an extra second.

There seemed to be only one road under her feet, and she walked in a daze for a while, and no one noticed her. In the past, she had passed by this bamboo forest path during the morning jog countless times. When she turned around, the "little monk" followed lazily with an innocent smile on her face.

The sugarcane field was thrown behind, the bamboo forest was thrown behind, and finally, the 512 steps were thrown behind. Ju Nian reached the top, and on the edge of the empty mausoleum square, she sat on the grass with the rough and rugged branches of the pomegranate tree, and then she remembered crying.

Wu Yu, where are you, what's wrong with us?

"Yuan Year?"

The illusion of alcohol remnants refused to let her go. She actually thought she had seen Wu Yu running towards her from behind the towering martyr's tombstone in tears.

"Ju Nian." Wu Yu grabbed her shoulders in the hallucination. The temperature of his palm seemed to be true. His body, which had always been clean, was covered with blood. His clothes were torn, and his forehead was injured. He was swollen and his blood was not dry.

"You..." Ju Nian was stunned.

"I know you will definitely find here." He could even grin.

Ju Nian touched his face with both hands and ground. It was really him... She suddenly pushed him away with force and asked with a hissing: "Is it you who did it? It's really you... Why are you so stupid?"

Wu Yu's silent recognition made her heart completely fall into the abyss.

"It's him who deserves it. I just want to get back what I deserve!" Wu Yu wanted to say down, and his face became hot. Ju Nian, who had always been gentle and kind, actually slapped him heavily.

"You don't even want your life for those few thousand dollars?"
Chapter completed!