Life has entered a countdown, and I've started to rot. Giving up the hustle and bustle of the big city, I returned to a small town. I heard from a neighbor that the local police handle a wide range of business. Neighbors can go to them for anything, including collecting bodies and arranging burials. I'm afraid one day I'll fall asleep and never wake up, and no one will arrange my funeral. Unexpectedly, I went to the police station. And saw my ex-boyfriend who I broke up with six years ago. When enemies meet, their eyes turn red. He didn't give me a good face and told me to get out. I had no way out, so I could only bite the bullet: "I can't get out for the time being, can you wait a little longer?" With him around. It will be lively after I die. After all, he said it. The day I get my retribution and die, he will buy fireworks to celebrate. 1 The first day I returned to my hometown. I busied myself tidying up the house. Then I lay in bed waiting for death. Suddenly, a neighbor lady knocked on the door. She brought me homemade pastries. And enthusiastically told me: "Young lady, you are at home alone. If you encounter any trouble, go to the police station at the corner of the street." "After all, you are a young girl at home, you need to pay more attention to safety. I have Officer Miller's WeChat. Why don't you add him? If something happens, you can contact him." "And you should be about the same age as him. Maybe you can make a good match." Aunt Zhou covered her mouth and teased. It doesn't matter if it's a match or not. Anyway, I only have the last month to live. Don't delay others. Now I just hope to have someone to help me handle my funeral. After thinking about it, I think this proposal is feasible. Maybe there will be a place to rely on this police officer in the future. Aunt Zhou quickly pushed Officer Miller's WeChat over. His WeChat profile picture is a girl with her back to the light. Still talking about making a good match. Maybe he already has a girl he likes. I applied to add friends. Soon, the other party sent a question mark. Are police officers so cold nowadays? Looking again, I noticed that I forgot to enter the verification information. I re-entered: "Hello, I'm Chloe Jiang, a resident who just moved back to the small town." Now, he should agree. However, this time he didn't reply again. Until the evening, when I almost forgot about this matter. He suddenly said: "What crazy are you sending?" 2 I was stunned. Why did he scold me? I found Aunt Zhou. Confirmed again and again, only to be sure that I didn't add the wrong person. "Auntie, does this police officer have a bad temper?" "How is it possible? Officer Miller is cold-faced but kind-hearted. When we encounter things, he actively helps." That's strange. I didn't provoke him, why scold me? I patiently explained the reason for adding him as a friend. But he still didn't reply for a long time. Aunt Zhou gave a solution, "It's okay, I'm free tomorrow, I'll take you to get familiar with them. It will be convenient to ask them for help in the future." The sky darkened. My body can't stand staying up late. After sincerely thanking her. I went back to wash and rest. But lying in bed, I couldn't sleep no matter what. My muddled brain was a little confused. The room I live in now is the one I lived in when I was a child. I didn't tidy up other rooms. Especially Grandma's room. I couldn't sleep, tossing and turning in bed. Suddenly, my nose felt a little hot. Reached out and touched it. My finger was stained with sticky blood. I was completely awake at once. By the moonlight coming through the window. I covered my still bleeding nose and struggled to turn over and sit up. I fumbled to the bathroom. Turned on the light only to find that my pajamas had been stained with blood. I familiarly dealt with the bleeding nose. Brain was dizzy for a while. I held onto the washbasin firmly, looking at myself in the mirror. Scattered long hair messily stuck to my face. Face was pale and bloodless. When the dizziness faded, I began to clean up the blood stains on my body. Fortunately, I chose to return to my hometown. Otherwise, if the patients in the hospital saw me like this, they would feel distressed again. They always said that I was young and it was unfair for God to let me get this disease. Subconsciously, they would feel sorry for me and take care of me. I like getting along with them. But I can't stand the person who was smiling with me the day before. The next day, only a gray cold name remains. So I chose to come back. My head hurt badly, and I couldn't sleep lying in bed, so I walked to the balcony. Unexpectedly, I saw Aunt Zhou, who went out for a walk after dinner, being sent back limping. I subconsciously wanted to call her. And the man supporting her impressively raised his head. There was a bright street lamp by the road. The light was dazzling. I don't know if something was wrong with my eyes. I couldn't see his face clearly. 3 I rubbed my eyes fiercely. He was still standing there. Just in his eyes, perhaps there was disgust and indifference. I shook for a moment. I think, maybe my illness is serious again. I actually saw Lucas Miller. The way he looked at me was just like when we broke up six years ago. With hatred and unwillingness. That day should have been his happiest time. Because he received the admission notice from the National Defense University. He happily came to share the joy with me, but I interrupted his happiness and cruelly said: "Let's break up." He was stunned and said in disbelief: "What did you say?" "I said, let's break up, I'm tired of it, I don't want to be with you anymore." He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling: "Chloe Jiang, are you playing for real?" That day, we made it very ugly. Said a lot of heartbreaking words to each other. He is just like now. Looking at my eyes, wishing he could strangle me to death. Reacting over, I realized. The person standing downstairs is really him. Hot sweat emerged from my back. Don't know why, I felt a little guilty. Fortunately, he didn't stand long before leaving. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. My legs were weak. In these six years. I have imagined countless times what it would be like when we meet again. Only didn't expect it would be like this. 4 The next day, the enthusiastic Aunt Zhou took me to the police station at the corner of the street. She introduced the policemen working here to me one by one. When her eyes stopped on the tall man wearing a blue police uniform. I paused. "Little Jiang, this is Officer Miller I mentioned to you. He is responsible for our area. You can find him if you have anything in the future." Lucas looked cold and his eyes were unwavering. It was like, it was the first time meeting me. I held out my hand and greeted him, "Hello, Officer Miller." He looked indifferent, as if saying: What are you pretending. He stood in place, no action. I felt slightly embarrassed and withdrew my hand. Fortunately, Aunt Zhou was coordinating nearby. She mentioned adding friends. Lucas reluctantly took out his mobile phone, but his voice was cold to the extreme, "When you look for me, you'd better have something." I know. He meant for me not to annoy him like before. I nodded and said sincerely: "Don't worry, I will only find you when I am about to die." Otherwise, no one will handle my funeral. Lucas's fingertips paused slightly, and his eyes were fierce. "Better be like that." 5 His eyes were like a sharp sword, stabbing me. Didn't expect that after six years, he still hated me so much. Good, with him around. I'm relieved. After all, he once said. When the day comes that I get my retribution and die, he will set off fireworks to celebrate. In that way, when I leave, it won't be lonely.
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