My Healing Game

Chapter 972

"My love?" Zhang Mingli's excitement calmed down a little. Love is the turning point of his life and the beginning of alienation.

The smoke was blown away by the night wind, Zhang Mingli was silent for a while before opening his mouth: "I have had two love affairs, the first love is my first love, we have known each other since junior high school."

"Childhood sweetheart?"

"No, she just said that I'm a **** from the same village." Zhang Mingli was driving the night car with a cigarette in his mouth. Occasionally, the car shook, and the passenger's fire ax would flick: "We were very poor when we were young, but we both got good grades in school. I went to the only junior high school in the town, and later I was admitted to the best high school in the city. I am always the first in my class, and she is always the second. I have always liked her, and my liking at that time was not mixed with anything , Thinking about it carefully, I don’t know what I like about her? I just feel that being close to her will make me happy, and looking at her will make me feel at ease.”

"Then did you confess your love?" Huang Ying also turned his head.

"I'm a crush, and I tried to express it euphemistically once." Zhang Mingli put his finger on the steering wheel: "I know she is very strong, so I deliberately did a few questions in the second-year midterm exam of high school, and wanted to give her a first exam." one."

"Is this the romance of Xueba?" Han Fei also became interested: "And then?"

"Fuck, that test was relatively simple. There was an incomprehensible **** who took the first place, and she was still second. I failed the test and got sixth, but I was farther away from her." Zhang Mingli punched He smashed it on the steering wheel: "Later, I studied hard. I was admitted to the same city as her in the university. We met again in a provincial competition. It felt like an old friend."

"I didn't fall in love in college, and the opposite **** I talked to the most was her. I don't know what kind of life she leads. I'm curious about everything about her, but I don't want to ask, after all, we have nothing to do with each other."

"The real change happened before graduation. During that time she was very depressed and learned to drink. She didn't seem to have many friends, which was very similar to me."

When Zhang Mingli was talking about love, there was a lot less swearing, and he looked a little more normal: "She invited me on our first date. She said she wanted to drink, and I didn't think much about it. That day we We talked a lot. It may be because we have grown up, so many topics we talked about were never discussed before, including plans for future work, desire to realize the value of life, and yearning for a better life.”

"Actually, I don't know how to drink at all. It was the first time I drank. I foolishly followed her and poured it into my belly, one cup after another."

"I was very innocent at that time. After drinking, I couldn't stop the words in my heart from escaping. Her future was all about me, but the future I was looking forward to was all about her."

"What is the meaning of hard work? Isn't it that when you meet someone you like, you can have a vigorous love without considering material, work, and reality?"

"The vast majority of people do not have this qualification, they just take it one step at a time, but I started to plan my life very early, and I started to do my best very early."

As the smoke lingered, Zhang Mingli's speech slowed down a bit: "The time when I was about to graduate from university was very happy for me. We were together every day, but after graduation, she went to work in another city."

"Are you not together?" Huang Ying also asked Zhang Mingli for a cigarette. This uncle in his thirties seemed to be addicted to listening.

"She didn't give me an answer." Zhang Mingli looked at the dark night road: "Ninety percent of a person's pain comes from obsession. He knows that he is holding a rose covered with thorns, but even if his palm is full of blood , I am not willing to let go, I am such a person. When I was a child, I scratched the prize, even if there was a word of thanks, I would still scratch out all the four words of thank you for my patronage with great anticipation before giving up. When I grow up, I will still be like this. "

"Wouldn't it be impolite to keep knocking on a closed door?" Huang Ying put one hand on the car window, this nightmare was like a single trip of three men.

"Yeah, I was also hesitant, but then this door was opened for me."

The night train was galloping on the dark night road, and no one seemed to know where the end point was.

"We are together. From the beginning, I rushed to get married, because I knew I had nothing, so I worked hard. I don't want her to be wronged, and I don't want her to feel that following me is a wrong choice."

"I will meet all her needs. At that time, I was like a superman. Maybe this is the power of love."

"She is also a very good person. In terms of work ability, she is no worse than me. She is also good at taking care of others. She is gentle and virtuous. She is very polite to everyone. In her spare time, she also volunteers in orphanages."

"In my eyes, her life seemed to be glowing, reflecting me like a flame."

This should have been a perfect story, but as the ashes fell, Zhang Mingli slowly walked out of the memory: "She is very good, and she is full of advantages at first glance, but I don't understand why such a person would deceive me?"

"Did she cheat?"

"It's not cheating, it's just that staying with me is too boring, and she can't bear the security." Zhang Mingli lit another cigarette: "Maybe she has another side hidden, which only she knows about. I don’t want to think about her from that bad angle, it’s like this when we’re together, and it’s the same after we’re apart.”

"You two broke up?" Huang Ying asked curiously after taking over from Han Fei.

"Well, just a few days before getting married." Zhang Mingli was very calm when talking about his first relationship: "I fell in love with her and didn't teach me what love is. The sun, one day I really took it into my arms, only to find that besides being dazzling, she would also burn my soul and burn me to nothing, maybe this is not love.”

"Recalling now, most of my memories of her are blurred. Maybe I don't love her that much. What I regret is the exhausted self who has climbed mountains and oceans."

"After we separated from her, I went to support education. I was born in poverty, and I know the difficulties of those children in mountainous areas. I want to help them change their destiny, at least not follow my old path."

"Actually, I am a very low self-esteem person. No matter how good such a person is, they will show timidity when encountering love, and in the end only pain will be left."

"So in my opinion, love equals pain. The first relationship made me think that, and the second relationship told me that's the truth..."

Just as Zhang Mingli said this, there was a sudden "dong dong" sound from the trunk of the car, as if someone was knocking on the body.

Han Fei and Huang Ying in the back row heard clearly that the trunk of the car was opened by some force, and something was crawling outside the car!

Blackened blood flowed down the window glass, and there was the sound of fingernails scraping on the roof, and a few seconds later, a **** face popped out!

There was a long-dead female corpse lying on the roof of the car, looking down at Zhang Mingli through the front window.

"Fuck!"

With a brake, Zhang Mingli stopped the car. When he recovered from the shock, the female corpse lying on the roof of the car was gone.

"Did you see a female corpse!" Zhang Mingli shouted.

Huang Ying didn't answer immediately, but looked at Han Fei. Whether he saw it depended on Han Fei's opinion.

"We saw it too. She... seems to have crawled out of your trunk." Han Fei stared at Zhang Mingli, waiting for Zhang Mingli to give an explanation.

"Impossible! How could there be a corpse in my trunk!" Zhang Mingli didn't seem to be lying. He stepped out of the car and opened the trunk: "No! I don't even have a drop of blood in this trunk! How could it be possible to hide a corpse? !"

"Do you want to go down and have a look?" Huang Ying grabbed the car door with his hand.

Han Fei was also about to open the car door, but just as he opened the car door a crack, the **** ghost marks on his body were triggered. There seemed to be something very dangerous waiting for them outside the car!

"Don't go on, this nightmare is a bit special..." Han Fei said softly: "There are many photos of a woman in Zhang Mingli's tablet. Although those photos cover her face, judging from her body shape, the woman in the tablet should not That female corpse."

"Could it be that Zhang Mingli killed his first love with his own hands? But he forgot about it?" Huang Ying raised a guess.

"If Zhang Mingli is the master of the nightmare, then this night road is his whole life. The burned home, the old man who touched him three times, and the female corpse should all be symbols of something. It does not necessarily mean that the female corpse represents the dead. After a brief exchange between Han Fei and Huang Ying, Zhang Mingli, who checked the trunk, returned to the car.

"It feels like those dirty things are premeditated to stop me! They don't want me to continue driving, but I don't believe in evil, and I will drive all the way today!" Zhang Mingli is not afraid of ghosts. He doesn't seem to care about real ghosts or fake ghosts.

After fixing the fire axe, Zhang Mingli did not forget to turn his head to comfort Han Fei and Huang Ying: "Don't be afraid, you two, if the female corpse comes out again, I will kill it with an axe!"

"What if you can't kill it?"

"Then drag it into the car! Tie it to the co-pilot! Read the Tao Te Ching to it!" Zhang Mingli said viciously.

The car started, and the night wind blew into the car. They seemed to gradually forget what happened just now, and resumed the previous topic.

"Mr. Zhang, your second relationship seems to be more unforgettable?"

"The second relationship should be true love. I met someone who changed my life. I understood happiness, joy, joy, and the meaning of life. That girl became my wife." Zhang Mingli's eyes became gentle, and he Just thinking about his wife melts all madness.

"It seems that she is your true love." Huang Ying asked Zhang Mingli for a cigarette again, and listened patiently.

"Actually, I went out this time to find her." Zhang Mingli clenched the steering wheel with both hands: "No matter what I encounter along the way, I will drive until I meet her."

"Your wife also left you? Is there any conflict between you?" Huang Ying is almost forty and still unmarried. He also wants to know what married life is like.

"I love her very much, and she loves me very much, but she feels that we can't be together anymore." When Zhang Mingli said this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he suddenly saw a child squatting next to an abandoned telephone booth on the side of the road, The child was only three or four years old.

The car had already passed by, but Zhang Mingli reversed the car suddenly, and parked the car beside the telephone booth: "Wait for me a moment, it's late at night, and the child is alone on the side of the road, so it's not safe."

"He's not necessarily a child, maybe a ghost baby."

"Then he must be very sad to be alone, right?" Zhang Mingli grabbed a handful of candies from the car and walked out without the fire axe.

The child who lowered his head and guarded the phone booth, dressed in pure white, let out a mournful cry.

"Little kid, don't cry, uncle will give you sweets." Zhang Mingli seemed to be afraid that the smell of smoke on his body would choke the child, so he waited for the wind to blow for a while before passing: "Where are your parents?"

The boy raised his head, he looked a little like Zhang Mingli.

"Speak up! You have to tell me what kind of trouble you're in, so I can help you." Zhang Mingli stuffed sugar into the little boy, and he could feel the boy's body as ice, without any warmth.