I killed another me in the world.

Only an old clock can be heard in the room "tick, tick". Clothes from different seasons and pieces of ceramic bowls are scattered all over the floor. Bai Cencen grinned as if laughing at the woman who was killed. This woman and I have the same face. If it weren't for the bruises and blood on her face, her thin figure and dry hair, no one could tell us apart, because she is me, another me in this world.

In fact, as early as when Aze and I were separated, I found that there was another me in the world. On that day, I had another quarrel with my lover, Aze, who had been married for four years, and finally made me make up my mind to separate. When I was dragging my suitcase to take a taxi to the hotel, I suddenly saw a woman wearing sunglasses walking past me. She is thin and gloomy, and my inexplicable familiarity drives me to follow her all the time. It wasn't long before I found out that she lived in another block, and I lived in a hotel in this block like a ghost. The hotel is across the road from the house where she lives. From my room, I can clearly see her living room. In the next few days, I often saw her go out early and come back late alone.

In the second year of marriage with Aze, I didn't go to work because I wanted to have children, so I took care of myself, but there was always a long gap between hope and reality. Although every time the doctor told me to have a good rest, exercise properly and keep a happy mood, I had a chance to get pregnant, but I tried several times, but there was still no result. Gradually, I began to be anxious and tired of Azeri's meticulous care and love. Every time he silently endured my twisted venting, I hated myself more and more. I even began to try unscientific methods of pregnancy preparation, until Aze threw away a dead fox with fur that I invited from an expert, and we completely broke out in each other's emotions, just like a balloon filled with gas finally opened a hole. I frantically threw everything I could catch on the floor, tearing the crystal wedding photos, cute ceramic ornaments and all kinds of cute baby stickers to pieces. After we calmed down, Aze looked at me with empty eyes and said, "You can always break me into pieces." Then I left silently. When I heard the door lock click, I suddenly felt that something was broken. Looking at the mess, I began to miss Azeri's hug and comfort after every quarrel. I know I can't live in this house anymore. If I continue to live like this, I may become a real mental illness. So I have a chance to meet another me.

I didn't see her go out today, so I decided to visit her home. I went to the door and rang the doorbell, but at the moment I opened the door, the original lie became: "Who are you and what does it have to do with me?" Standing in front of me is a woman with the same face, almost carved from the same mold. A little flustered eyes flashed, and then calmly pulled me in. "Let's have a glass of water first." This "I" smiled slightly. "Who the hell are you?" "Remember Sun Zhen?" As soon as this name came out, memories of youth about me immediately appeared. At that time, I was more ignorant and naive, less mean and vicissitudes. Sun Zhen represents my youth. Young girls who are ignorant and fall in love with spring have probably fallen in love with the so-called "dark horse prince" at some stage, fighting and skipping classes, and even riding fashionable motorcycles to school. Sun Zhen is such a "problem of juvenile" in the eyes of a teacher and a "man of the hour" in the mouth of his classmates, and he is also my first love, even though my parents, teachers and friends tried their best to stop him. At this time, this "I" told me a fact that shocked me. The person sitting opposite me is actually myself in the true sense. I have never given up on Sun Zhen. My young self, with a persistent love, eloped with Sun Zhen one day. Sun Zhen has no father or mother, and is in foster care with relatives. His parents' legacy is naturally lodged with relatives. Compared with me, he is more free and easy and more capable. In the confusion and pain of constant quarreling, I actually split into another self, went home to continue my studies, became a good girl in my parents' hearts, found a kind and excellent Aze at work, and completed a romantic and warm wedding with my parents' blessing. And I stayed, completely becoming a body cultivated with so-called "love", an imperfect soul. Being separated, I feel incredible about her choice. "Why did you stay?" ? "I thought about leaving, but he said that I was the only thing for him. If I left, he couldn't live." Listening to such absurd reasons, I am glad that I was stripped out, but I feel that my original self is very sad. It's really shameful to have such a primitive life. "What about Sun Zhen who loves you? Why haven't I been guarding you? " I asked with a slight sneer. "He ... will be back soon." I don't know if it's because I didn't continue to receive education step by step or because my social experience is different. I soon got tired of talking to her and lost interest in her life. "What about you? How are you doing? It should be very happy. " I looked at her and didn't look her in the eye. "It was good before, and it will be good in the future."

After I left her home, my heart ached inexplicably. This feeling is familiar. After I left Azeri, I always began to feel pain lightly or heavily. This feeling has never excited me so much. At this time, I will peep at myself on the other side. Every day I am like an AI robot, give me an instruction. I go out early and come back late. When I got home, I cleaned my nest and Sun Zhen's nest with dim light. Occasionally, I will be generous when she is around during the day, and she doesn't care. Often when I am in a daze, she carefully irons several suits in the closet, and she will polish and wax a pair of dark leather shoes repeatedly. Obviously, it is a house where a person lives, plus some male items, which feels like a wedding room for newlyweds.

A few weeks later, Sun Zhen finally broke the quiet life. Yes, he's back. What did he do after he came back? What can I do except ask for her savings and young body crazily? After everything makes him dull, a few unpleasant words will also attract a few slaps.

I was really worried about her safety, so I couldn't help running to her apartment. "Zhen, do you think we can get married ... why?"

"Who do you think you are? Have you looked at your face carefully? If you hadn't pitied me, I wouldn't have come back to this broken house at all! "

"Jane, how did you do it? I really love you ... you, do you have anyone else? " "Are you qualified to take care of me?" "Yes, you promised me ..." Such a humble man clenched his fist, suddenly had the courage and raised his voice: "You clearly promised to love me forever ... forever ..." Before I finished, a loud slap waved down, followed by a broken cry and the sound of punching and kicking. I have no choice. I picked up my secret key and opened the door, pushing away Sun Zhen who was committing violence. "Sun Zhen! Sun Zhen looked at my face, slightly zheng, and then grimaced, "Ha ha, it was ... that's a monster, you perverted woman, oh no, you two perverted women ..."

I hugged the trembling woman tightly and watched Sun Zhen go crazy. In order to find the rest of the money, I threw away my ironed clothes at random, turning my well-decorated warm home into ruins. Finally, Sun Zhen finally turned to what he was looking for. Just as he was about to leave, she suddenly rushed over and held it in her arms, grabbing Sun Zhen's skirt on her knee. She asked him, "Will you come back?" Sun Zhen smiled contemptuously and put the money into her hand. "It depends on how much money you can earn by selling your body." Suddenly, the woman who kept bowing her head looked at him with dying eyes. Sun Zhenxiao smiled and left easily.

? From then on, I lost the pleasure of spying on another me, and everything about her made me feel disgusted and annoyed. In a few days, I plan to move to another place. I wanted to say hello to her, but I opened the door and the other one was lying like a broken doll.

She was still awake on the way to the hospital. Looking at her closed eyes, I suddenly felt how good it would be if she had been sleeping …

After a series of treatments, her pale face has a little blush. She would smile and look up and say, "You're here ..." When I thought she would get better, one night, the hospital called and said she had left. I rushed to her house and opened the door. She stood on the balcony with tears in her eyes. "Jane, he ... he's getting married ... he's not. In this world, it seems that she did not exist before. People only know me now. My past absurdity and ignorance are like a disease, which is completely cured after treatment.

After leaving, I couldn't seem to stand living alone, dragging a small suitcase back to the house where Aze and I lived. Everything in the room hasn't changed since I left, except the cigarette case on the coffee table and the cigarette butts in the trash can, which seems to remind me of Azeri's experience. The bedroom is quiet. I quietly walked over and hugged the person curled up in the quilt, gently kissed a pair of tearful eyes and stroked a face full of stubble. I patted Azeri's back and comforted him. "I'm sorry Azeri, I won't be willful again, and we will never be apart ..."

? Love needs to be watered with a complete soul. Life is like a brocade, you and I are both stars in the flash.