Thunder and lightning all night, and God seemed to have been poked into a hole, and it was pouring rain and it was slowly stopped in the early morning.

Early the next morning, I hurried to the workshop and found Squad Leader Xia to ask for leave. I lied that I came back from the performance last night and had dinner with several workers. I was so tired that I was feeling uncomfortable all night. I wanted to ask someone to help me with the middle class today. Squad Leader Xia was originally kind, and I helped him save the scene yesterday, so I immediately asked me to have a good rest and urged me to go to the hospital to take a look.

During the whole day, I was worriedly guarding downstairs, holding a novel book in my hand, but I didn't read a word. I was like an alert fox, erecting my ears and listening to clues upstairs, fearing that something would be missed and would lead to an irreversible tragedy.

I guess that Yin Hong chose to end her life last night, and must have thought about it. However, in this space full of love, hate, and love, when she faced the death she was about to get, she must have been wandering around for a long time. It was the sound of the door opening of my sudden return that prompted her to make the final choice in a hurry. She should be grateful for the use of the waste cotton yarn. This kind of thing that is easy to obtain in the workshop looks thick and strong, but in fact it is not very strong. As a noose, it cannot bear the weight of a person. Yin Hong also luckily saved her life and did not become the second unjust soul in this strange guesthouse.

The night can eliminate all sins, but cannot wash away the sadness of the world. In just a few weeks, a couple who swore a high-profile marriage in front of everyone. One left in infinite scenery, and the other almost lost his life and was confused. It is really hard to tell the truth. I don’t believe what Li Qin said on the night of the performance, but this rumor gradually became more and more fierce. For the first time, I developed resentment towards my master in my heart. This emotion made me very entangled and extremely painful.

To this day, I can't understand the red moth going to the fire and throwing into this love that no one is optimistic about. To be honest, this intersection of strength at the beginning seems more like a gambling of fate. I can understand that a beautiful and wise woman took such an unbearable step. The spiritual pain caused by good and evil in people's hearts must be something that we outsiders can never imagine and cannot reach. This woman who was loved, jealous, and despised, once again subverted my thinking with her determination to disobey fate, made me tear my previous doubts apart, began to reexamine, and even respect her character.

When the sunset faded, the world turned silver-gray, and after a vivid rain, the weather became refreshing, which was a rare cool summer in the Huaibei Plain.

I came from the power distribution room where I lived, carrying a pot of thick porridge, and stepping on the broken leaves that were knocked down the ground by the heavy rain, and carefully came to the front yard. Standing downstairs, looking at the small building that blended with the dusk mist. While he was hesitating whether to go up, the bright red door opened with a creaking sound.

In the dusk, Yin Hong walked out the door slowly, her long black hair was casually tied into a bun. Although her pretty face was a little pale, her dark eyes were still charming and charming under her long eyelashes. At that moment, I stood downstairs and looked at her. Yin Hong saw my gaze, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of her delicate mouth, and a hint of sadness was revealed in the light clouds of smoke.

My face was slightly hot, and I raised the iron pot in my hand awkwardly: "Sister Hong, I have made some porridge, can you eat something?"

Yin Hong walked down slowly with the stairs, raised her face and was about to talk to me, but suddenly she frowned and showed a painful look. I felt panic. Just as I was about to put down the iron pot to help her, Yin Hong waved her hand quickly, and quickly leaned over to the side of the water platform, and fucked a few times.

"Sister Hong, are you... okay?" I asked anxiously.

"It's okay..." Yin Hong stood firm a little, leaning delicately on the rough ginkgo tree, her towering breasts gasping slightly, "Brother Wu Ping, can you help me boil some water? I want to wash it."

"Okay, wait." I was a little flattered for a moment, because from yesterday to now, she was crying, this was the first complete sentence she said.

"Last night... was it scared you?" Yin Hongxiu's long index finger stroked the broken hair on her forehead, and her long eyelashes squirted weakly, "I'm fine now, really... don't worry."

"Sister Hong... you shouldn't..." I felt uncomfortable and a little speechless for a moment.

Yin Hong nodded slightly, looked around the courtyard in the twilight with nostalgia, shook her long hair on her head, and sighed softly as if she was talking to herself: "It's so quiet here..."

"Yes, it's going to be dark." I responded inward without knowing it, and hurriedly handed over the rice cooker, "Sister Hong, let's eat some first."

"Ouch..." Yin Hong was about to reach out to take the rice cooker in my hand, but suddenly her face changed again. She hurriedly bent down again, lay on the water platform and twitched.

Because she hadn't eaten for a day, Yin Hong vomited dark green sour water. Seeing her feeling uncomfortable when she was digging her heart, I felt a little relieved and pulled her heart again. After spitting hard for a while, Yin Hong might have felt better. She gasped and turned on the faucet, washed the dirt out, raised her slender arm, wiped the corners of her mouth, and slowly straightened her body.

"Sister Hong, you haven't eaten for a day? Have you taken a few sips to warm your stomach?"

"Thank you." Yin Hong's long and slender eyelashes flashed and gave me a grateful glance.

Yin Hong took the rice pot and slowly went upstairs. I shouted loudly at her weak back: "Sister Hong, despising herself for death, betraying herself, and denying her faith is the greatest punishment and the greatest sin in the world. I would rather suffer all the pain and disasters in the world than to reach this point."

On the stairs, Yin Hong shivered for a moment, and my heart was filled with inexplicable sorrow. I couldn't help but continue, "This is not what I said, it was said by a great man named Romain Rolland. We have no right to destroy ourselves. We must cherish our lives."

That night, I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. Yin Hong looked around the courtyard of the guesthouse, sighing softly, and always circled in my mind. I repeatedly weighed it in my heart, and finally made up my mind. No matter what kind of problems or what responsibilities I took, even if I was criticized and punished, I would keep Yin Hong secretly in the guesthouse and prevent her from suffering in the collective dormitory. When making this decision, my heart was filled with a sense of pride and tragic tragedy.

Early the next morning, I waited downstairs in Yin Hong. Because I asked for leave yesterday and had to go to work in the middle of the shift this afternoon, I thought about telling Yin Hong about this matter. Yin Hong was probably in a better condition than yesterday. As usual, she got up to wash up at around 7 o'clock when she was working. She was a little surprised when she saw me waiting downstairs.

"Sister Hong, don't leave, you should live here." I said straightforwardly.

"This... can this work? The factory won't allow it." Yin Hong looked at me with a puzzled look.

"Don't worry, the factory department will not come here for inspection. Besides, Scar Eye has been suspended. I have the final say here. Let's be careful and not be suspicious. If someone asks you, you will say that you have been temporarily staying at a relative's house in the city recently." I didn't want to worry, so I told her that she had thought of all the reasons.

"Brother Wu Ping, I have made you take such a great responsibility, I..." Yin Hong's tears were subsided on her eyebrow and said excitedly, "But I will stay for a while and not cause trouble for you."

"If you have any trouble, you can live with peace of mind." I said with a pretentious look.

"Brother Wu Ping, I really don't know how to thank you. To be honest, I... I'm worried about what to do." Yin Hong lowered her long eyelashes, and two crimson flashes appeared on her fair cheeks.

Before I could reply, Yin Hong's face changed, as if she was about to mess with her again. I thought she had suffered such a big disaster and had to suffer some physical damage: "Sister Hong, are you sick? I'll take you to the hospital for a look?"

Yin Hong covered her mouth with her right hand and waved her left hand, trying hard to control herself. As a young man who had not yet opened her hair, I didn't quite understand Yin Hong's difficulties at that time.

Yin Hong secretly lived in the guesthouse. During this period, the logistics department came once. I didn't let them go into the courtyard. I directly said that Yin Hong had moved out. The two of them were a little skeptical, but after seeing that I made a promise, I had a basis for going back to report. Anyway, I was the administrator here, and they didn't need to bear the responsibility. From then on, I began to be like a grass fox on a canal beach, always raising my head, patrolling around vigilantly, and carefully guarding this fragile tranquility.

In order not to arouse others' suspicion, I secretly opened the back door leading to the outside. From here I went out, I saw the wheat fields in Chengguan Township. Yin Hong stepped on the narrow ridge every day, walked around the road ahead, and then went to the factory to work from there.

Almost no one knows about this small door facing outward. It was to establish a good relationship with the surrounding production teams and temporarily set up electricity for them for free. Now the production team has disintegrated and the farmers have all contracted the households, so this closed door has not been opened for several years. Before my father retired, he asked the factory to block the small door for safety reasons, but the logistics department kept saying that it was too busy, and this matter was forgotten later. Who would have thought that it would provide me with convenience now.
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