Bored girlfriend

As the saying goes, it is not difficult to borrow and borrow.

However, there are also unreasonable people who borrowed things and did not return. My friends are many, but most of them have little contact after the entrance examination. One day, I received a call from a friend who had almost no audio. His voice has changed a lot. Presumably it was a terrible thing, and I hung up the phone after I got a place.

When I got to the appointed place, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. After I got off the bus, my friend appeared like a ghost. "Know why I asked you to come?"

"I don't know, did you go to Mars a few days ago?"

"Don't deviate from the topic, you will know later."

After the talk, my friend took me into a small alley, walking in the alley is more gloomy, and the sounds are heard from time to time in the buildings on both sides. If you listen carefully, you will find that all are borrowing things, and people who ask for things. The sound, the sound is not very clear, and a few black shadows flashed out when friends walked to the end of the alley. At first glance, it turned out to be a few cats. Then the friend suddenly said: "You still remember that I borrowed you. What is it?"

"Pokers, umbrellas, pens, money..."

"Not these things?" What else?"

  " Life!"

"I have not borrowed your life."

My friend suddenly stopped talking. I looked back at him and found that I was not a friend next to me. Instead, I was a woman with a shawl, red hair, and my eyes ran out of the semi-rotted face of the locusts from time to time. Pot mouth

  "Do not!"

I shouted, I used to have a nightmare. When I woke up, it was just a little bit. The time coincided with the dream. Then I called "Hello?"

"Remember ~ ~ get ~ ~ put ~ ~ life ~ ~ still ~ ~ I ~ ~"

Really not a dream, my half-awake sleepy insects are scared, my friend, yes, I can ask my friends what happened. Soon, I dialed a friend’s number and answered the friend’s mother, she told I, my friend died a year ago, I quickly hang up the phone, I don’t dare to think about it, but my mind is full of the woman’s fate, friend, woman, claiming, ah, I think of it. .

I remember when I was three years old, I had a serious illness. When I was dying, I saw a woman faintly. She said that she could use her life to save me, but only if I had to let her daughter grow up. Happiness, I asked her at the time, who is your daughter? She said that fate will tell you.

After that, I woke up. The first thing I saw was a friend. We knew it at that time. At the first day, my friend introduced a girl to me as a girlfriend. Because of graduation, I endured pains and loved my girlfriend and said that I broke up. Because I can't delay her study.

I called my girlfriend, but when I finished, my girlfriend jumped to the building and committed suicide. I looked out the window. The woman in the dream and my girlfriend waved at me. When I woke up, I found the body of my girlfriend and I looked at the side. My girlfriend smiled at me.