"Ge Pingyang, you...you don't care about me?!" The woman grabbed the man's arm tightly, in disbelief.
"I don't care what you do! You figure it out yourself!" The man shook the woman away and slid down.
After hearing what the man said, the woman was suddenly shocked.
At the beginning, Ge Pingyang, who told himself that he would never abandon her no matter what happened; that he would come to find her at all costs no matter where he was; Ge Pingyang, who swore to heaven that he would love her forever, actually abandoned her at a critical moment of life and death. And go.
In order to be with him, she abandoned her boyfriend of several years.
Even if her boyfriend doted on her and begged her in every possible way when he left, she would never look back.
She always thought that after being with Ge Pingyang, she would also be favored by him.
But never would I have imagined that in the face of a catastrophe, everything about the original alliance would be in vain.
It wasn't until she saw Ge Pingyang's true face that she realized how ridiculous and outrageous her original choice was...
At this moment, she realized that having money does not necessarily mean you are the right person; but being sincere to you is the most precious thing.
True love is not the usual sweet words, nor is it the solemn vows made without any basis.
But in the face of real difficulties, even in the face of impending death, we can hug each other tightly and never leave.
What you think can only be what you think...
The woman leaned on the balcony and looked at Ge Pingyang sliding down. Hatred suddenly arose in her heart, and she even felt that such a man should have died long ago.
She returned to the bedroom, took out a pair of scissors from the drawer, walked to the balcony with a gloomy expression, and pointed the knife edge at the sheets.
"go to hell……"
Click!
The bed rope snapped at the sound.
"ah……!"
Ge Pingyang's body fell rapidly, and the fear at the beginning turned into despair.
At this moment, he may have regretted that he should not have treated the woman like this.
But everything is too late...
Bang!
His head hit the stone hard.
Ge Pingyang's whole body was shaking violently, and within a minute, his body returned to calm.
boom……!
The bedroom door had been breached by the fire.
The woman took apart the quilt, used scissors to cut the quilt cover into long strips a few centimeters wide, and connected them all like Ge Pingyang.
She quickly walked to the balcony, tied one end to the leg of the bed, and held the other end around her wrist.
Cross the balcony and slide towards the first floor.
With her feet touching the ground, she walked around Ge Pingyang's body with a cold face and disappeared into the night.
Jiayuan Community, Unit 1, Room 402.
boom! boom! boom!
Tao Ziqian was awakened by a knock on the door and landed barefoot on the ground.
Go to the door.
Opening the door, a woman in pajamas stood at the door:
"Zi Qian, I'm sorry, can you still accept me?"
…………
After leaving the bookstore, Mao Sandao did not go home. Instead, he took a taxi and headed directly to Beiziling.
Because it’s too far, I have to go there earlier.
By the time we arrived at Beiziling, it was already bright.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Mao Sandao was a little unbelievable.
It was bare, flat and deserted for several miles, with only a small hill standing on the flat surface, looking out of place.
At the foot of the hill stands a piece of limestone with the words "Beiziling" crookedly engraved on it.
A mud path leads directly to the top of the mountain.
In the mountain, there are a few trees growing sparsely and randomly, and their leaves are turning yellow as if they are malnourished.
Here, it would be perfectly inappropriate to describe this place as a bird that does not poop.
Mao Sandao embarked on the mud path with a skeptical attitude.
The further up he went, the more uneasy he felt.
There were faint footprints on the road, reminding him all the time that this place was desolate.
No wonder the driver looked surprised when he heard about the destination and thought for a long time before starting the car.
Come to think of it, it's because this place is too remote.
In less than half an hour, after climbing to the top of the mountain, Mao Sandao saw a Taoist temple, and he instantly felt the urge to go down the mountain.
It can't be said that it's crowded, it can be said that not even a single person can be seen.
The walls are dilapidated and dark, and the gate is ajar. On the lintel of the door are written in black letters on a brown background "Shangqing Baoguan".
The plaque that should have been posted vertically on both sides of the door fell to one side, and the writing on it was blurred due to age. Mao Sandao looked at it for a long time before he could clearly see the specific content:
I am happy to have a full meal and become a food god.
Mao Sandao's face was covered with black lines. What kind of state must Banyun's state of mind have reached before he would hang this couplet.
There is an indescribable sense of desolation in this scene.
According to Jiao Qiu'er, Taoist Master Banyun should have some strength. According to common sense, Taoist temples should be magnificent.
This should not be the case!
Mao Sandao stood in front of the view, tossing and turning between leaving and staying.
Liu, judging from the appearance of the Taoist temple, this Banyun is probably a liar.
I've come and gone, but I feel a little unwilling to go in and see what's going on.
Besides, taking a taxi here costs a lot of money!
Squeak...!
At this time, Mao Sandao saw a hand on the door frame, and the door was slowly opening backwards.
Then, a young Taoist priest who looked to be in his early twenties came out.
The little Taoist priest wore a white Taoist scarf that had been washed, a dark robe, and several large gray patches sewn on his arms.
Wearing a pair of ripped cloth shoes, you can vaguely see the toes of the little Taoist priest waggling.
Seeing each other, both of them were stunned.
Little Taoist Priest: That’s strange. The last time someone came was probably three years ago, right?
Mao San said: It's sad. What you're wearing is too shabby, isn't it?
"Donor...donor, are you okay?" After hesitating for a moment, the little Taoist carefully walked towards Mao Sandao and asked first.
Mao Sandao quickly responded: "Are you Taoist Master Banyun? I have something to ask."
As if he had heard some great news, the little Taoist priest was instantly excited: "Ban Yun is my master, my name is Lianfeng. Donor, wait, I'll call my master. Don't leave. Donor, please don't leave!"
"Ah? Oh... okay." Mao Sandao replied inexplicably.
Immediately, Lianfeng quickly returned to the Taoist temple, kicked open the door of the temple, and shouted into the temple: "Master, something big has happened, someone is coming to the temple, someone is coming to the temple!"
Mao Sandao was very surprised. He heard that he was looking for Banyun. Why was the little Taoist so excited?
"Donor, my master has something to do, please come in first."
In less than a minute, Lianfeng walked out again.
"Okay." Mao Sandao responded and walked into the Taoist temple.
In the middle of the hall inside the temple, there is a statue of the Sanqing God.
The statue is covered with thick dust.
Moreover, the statues of gods are also connected by spider webs.
The three futons on the ground had also left their place and were thrown randomly in the corner.
Overall, it seems that this place has not been cleaned for a long time.
Going around the statue, there is a courtyard behind it.
Mao Sandao glanced at it and saw that the furnishings in the courtyard were extremely simple.
The only thing that stood out was a square table placed in the middle of the yard.
On the table, there was a half-eaten roast goose and a pile of leftover bones.
Next to the roast goose is a plate of peanuts.
There was a pot close to the peanuts, with the word "wine" written in red ink on it.
There are two benches under the table.
"Master, the donor has come in." Lianfeng arranged for Mao Sandao to sit down and shouted to the small room in the corner of the courtyard with a piece of cloth covering the door.
"Wait... wait a moment! Oh... uh... um..." The man seemed to be struggling to speak.
Bang bang bang...! Bang...!
Then, the sound like gunfire stimulated Mao Sandao's auditory system.
"Oh, comfortable..."
The man in the small room breathed a sigh of relief.
