Today is the thirteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. The moon is already very round. It hangs in the air in the east, emitting white light on the earth.

At this moment, Duan Hong, wearing a black long skirt and light makeup on her face, sat on the rooftop with her feet hanging down on her lower body.

As long as she moves a little further, she will fall from the rooftop and there is no chance of survival.

Duan Hong, net name: Cat alone in Dongzhou.

Next to her was a girl, wearing a white dress, and the moonlight shone on her body and face. It can be seen that she was very beautiful and clean, but the sorrow on her face made her feel a little more gloomy.

"Sister Han, today is our last day in the world. But even if I want to leave, I hope I can die beautifully."

"We hold hands together. When it's ten o'clock, we will jump from here and be able to completely leave the world."

Duan Hong in a black skirt stretched out her hand and pulled the girl in the white skirt beside her and spoke.

"Well, leave, there is nothing to be left." The girl nodded.

She didn't want to die, but the world really didn't have much nostalgia. There were only those ugly scenes that made her feel disgusting, and the despair that spreads from the bottom of her heart.

And now, all the girl has to do is wait for Duan Hong to take her hand and jump down together.

"Enjoy this last time. Now I'm dying, but I feel a little more complicated." Duan Hong said, and she took out her cell phone to check the time.

It is now nine forty, and there are still twenty minutes left before the agreed time of death.

Then, Duan Hong opened the remote control software, and the familiar post chat mode appeared on the mobile phone interface.

This is a small way for her to avoid the police.

The computer at home is plugged in with a wireless network card and the screen is closed, while Duan Hong uses remote control software to control the computer at home to reply and chat on the forum.

In this way, even if the police followed the Internet and broke into the door, they saw only an empty room and a "computer that was not turned on".

In a short period of time, the police could not find them.

On the phone screen.

One person after another responded to the message, saying that your future is still beautiful, don’t commit suicide or something.

Looking at this information, Duan Hong felt so ridiculous.

"There is no empathy in this world. You always say that the future is beautiful, but the future I see is dark."

"No one of you can feel this feeling, one in East and the other in America."

Duan Hong sneered and muttered to herself.

She was tired of replying and replied until she didn't want to reply anymore.

At this moment, a message caught her attention.

It was a message from a man named Li Zhexian: [Dongzhou cat, do you think the distance between you and your boyfriend is the farthest distance in the world?]

Exiled Immortal describes those people with superb talents and purity. Looking at the long history of the world, there are only a few dozen people who can be called exiled Immortals.

This Li Zexian's name is very arrogant.

Duan Hong typed quickly: [He is in the Americas and I am in the East, so it takes more than ten hours to fly. Isn’t this far away?]

Li Zhexian: [If the distance is far, then you are really not worthy of living in this world and you should commit suicide.]

When Duan Hong saw this message, she smiled and continued to typing: Yes, I don’t deserve to live, I deserve to die, I’m going to be free soon...

But she had not finished writing this passage yet, and Li Zhexian on the screen continued to send messages.

[The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between life and death, but I am standing in front of you, but you don’t know that I love you]

Duan Hong looked at the first paragraph on the screen, and found it a little interesting, saying, "Are you starting to write poetry?"

Let’s look at the time again. It’s nine-fifty now, and there are still ten minutes left before suicide.

‘Okay, then let’s see what poems you wrote in the last ten minutes.’ Duan Hong thought in her heart.

Soon, the second and third paragraphs of Li Zhexian were also posted.

[The farthest distance in the world is not that I stand in front of you, but you don’t know that I love you, but that I love you so much that I am obsessed with it, but that I can’t say that I love you]

[The farthest distance in the world is not that I can’t say that I love you, but that I feel so heartbroken to you, but that I can only bury my heart deeply in my heart.]

When Duan Hong saw the second and third paragraphs, he was already a little confused.

I have to say that this Li Zexian is really very literary.

Especially in the third paragraph, I feel so painful to think of you but can only bury it in my heart.

Isn’t this a true portrayal of Duan Hong’s period?

I miss my boyfriend who is far away in the Americas every day, but due to various problems such as jet lag, she dared not send messages, so she could only bury all kinds of words in her heart, and the more she buried her, the more she became, the more she became, the more she was depressed.

Soon, the fourth and fifth paragraphs were posted again.

[The farthest distance in the world is not that I can’t say that I miss you, but that I love each other but cannot be together]

[The farthest distance in the world is not that we love each other but cannot be together, but that we know that true love is invincible, but we pretend not to care]

When Duan Hong saw this, she suddenly felt like she was getting into the sand.

Damn it.

Why is this guy named Li Zhexian so heartbroken? So deep into her heart!

On the screen, Li Zhexian's poems continue.

[The farthest distance in the world is not the distance between trees, but the branches growing at the same root, but cannot rely on each other in the wind]

[The farthest distance in the world is not that the branches cannot rely on each other, but that the stars that look at each other but do not meet trajectories]

[The farthest distance in the world is not the trajectory where stars do not meet, but even though the trajectories meet, they have nowhere to be found in a blink of an eye]

[The farthest distance in the world is not that you can’t find it in an instant, but that you are destined to be unable to gather before you meet]

[The farthest distance in the world is the distance between birds and fish, one soars in the sky, the other dives deep into the sea]

Five poems.

After all these five poems were published, Duan Hong finally couldn't control her emotions.

Tears fell from her eyes.

"Branches growing at the same root cannot depend on each other in the wind; stars looking at each other cannot meet; they are destined to be unable to gather before they meet..."

"Birds and fish, one soars in the sky, the other dives deep into the sea."

"Birds and fish, birds and fish..."

She slowly chanted in her mouth, but her throat felt obviously stuck, her voice trembling and hoarse, and she couldn't even hear what she was saying.

At this moment, Duan Hong's head was blank.

It was already ten o'clock, but she forgot to commit suicide.

The chat box of the mobile post was silent, and there was no other information except the text of "Li Zhexian".

This is because the administrator banned everyone, only 'Li Zhexian', 'Cat alone in Dongzhou' and 'Qinghan' can talk.

After crying like this for two minutes, Duan Hong couldn't help but send a message.

And it's a voice message.

Her voice revealed helplessness and desolation.
Chapter completed!