The sound of closing the security door made the room quiet and dreary again.


    I didn''t know what I should say, and I didn''t find a suitable topic to talk about, so I just smoked on the sofa, waiting for her to say something.


    The silence began again.


    There are already several cigarette ends in the ashtray.


    Wang Jin probably also tired, picked up a cup, left the windowsill and turned into the kitchen.


    After a long time, she still had no sign of coming out. Instead, she heard something like cooking.


    "Don''t do it. Let''s go out and eat!" I pushed the kitchen door and leaned against the doorframe, after making sure she was actually preparing to cook.


    "I''m not going!" The witch didn''t look at me. She went on with her work.


    I don''t know what the witch is going to do.


    It was getting dark outside the window. I reached out and turned on the light in the kitchen. After a few steps back, I sat on the stool in the dining room and watched her busy in the kitchen. I have seen this figure for several years, very familiar, but also very strange. Familiar because we seem to have nothing happened, very close, strange because I have not seen her in the kitchen for a long time.


    Simple four dishes and one soup.


    Are some of the usual dishes, one by one by the witch on the table.


    "Have a drink!" This sentence is said by the witch with an imperative question. It seems that I can''t refuse it.


    I don''t know what she''s up to, the last supper? A kind of sadness suddenly appeared in my heart.


    Or what?


    You don''t want to poison me, do you? perish together? I once said that we don''t want to live together, but we want to die together, but this is the way to die together It''s really unacceptable. Love you to kill you


    Of course, I have to admit that these performances of the witch are somewhat abnormal. Although she has changed a lot over the past few years, and sometimes she is a little submissive, the stubborn and extreme nature still exists and takes root to a certain extent. She is the kind of person who quarrels with me and directly picks up a knife to scratch her wrist to death without saying a word. Her determination and resistance are quite strong.


    So, although I think it''s a little bit of a villain''s heart, after all, it''s a real psychological activity at that time, so there''s no need to hide it. It''s better to tell the truth.


    There was a lot of wine at home. It was in the wine cabinet next to her. She took a bottle and opened it.


    Witch''s drinking capacity is very good. We have learned that liquor can be drunk a lot since we knew each other, and she showed it to me after we got married.


    Two transparent and clean glasses, full of liquor, and full of depression.


    The witch took off her coat and sat on the back of the chair.


    "Come on, let''s have a drink!" The witch''s face was relaxed and smiling.


    I don''t know why the witch did it. Maybe it means something to her.


    "What''s the matter? No? I''m afraid I''ll poison you? " The goblet held by the witch is right in front of my face. "Yes, I put arsenic!" The witch''s expression did not change, still with a smile.


    "I don''t know what you mean!" I lay down to the chair and looked at her in bewilderment.


    "I don''t mean much. I just want to have a good meal with you."


    Anyway, I feel uncomfortable facing such a witch. I think it''s normal for her to make noise, but now


    "I haven''t eaten before! Are you eating together every day? " Basically, I have understood Wang Jin''s meaning, but I can''t help saying it myself.


    "You should know what I mean!" The witch put the glass back on the table and turned it gently with a few fingers. "In fact, what I want most is to come to the western restaurant to have this meal with you, but I changed my mind and made it myself. As for why, you should know?"


    "The last supper?" Although I have guessed the reason, I still can''t help myself to say it.


    "The last supper!" The repetition of the witch is gentle, but the meaning of confirmation is heavy.


    I picked up the glass, full, and touched the witch, what does this mean?


    On behalf of me, do you agree?


    To be exact, I don''t think so, but I think it should be done, even if it''s the occasion.


    "Thank you." She took a big drink.


    "Once I told those little girls in the company that if you cheat and want a divorce, I would let you walk out of the house naked, but now it seems unrealistic," she continued


    I didn''t speak because I didn''t know what to say.


    "It''s really funny. I didn''t expect that I would catch up with other people''s divorce on TV every day." Accompanied by the witch this sentiment is her bitter smile.


    I still don''t know what to say.


    "But it doesn''t blame you or me. At least you have me in your heart. Right? You said that you would take me to Japan to see cherry blossoms. This wish may not come true See I don''t talk, the witch seems to guide me."You..." What I want to say is, do you have a plan? But I didn''t say it. "How do you think of speaking Cantonese?" I simply changed the subject.


    "No? How nice is vernacular? Isn''t she speaking vernacular? You have said that you like her to speak in vernacular The witch raised her eyes, but still looked at me with a smile.


    "Not used to it!" I rolled my eyelids.


    "Later..." Maybe you will get used to it after the Witch wants to say it. "In fact, it doesn''t matter to you if you don''t get used to it. Anyway, the woman who will talk to you in the future is her. "


    "How can you be so confident that I will divorce you?" I raised my head again and looked at her suspiciously.


    "Don''t you just want a divorce? Am I wrong?! What a good chance now? How many men can not find the opportunity to hit you on the head! Don''t you thank me? " With the devil even ironic words, she took up the wine, and a very fake smile.


    I don''t want to drink it.


    "Don''t drink, it''s up to you!" The expression of the witch matched her real emotion, and it didn''t matter. "I wanted to get together with you, but you don''t give me face. Forget it. I''ll drink it myself."


    "Drink less! You still have so many things to do. " This sentence is according to the tone of a husband, because I don''t want to cooperate with the game of witch, at least in my opinion, it''s a game.


    "I have nothing to do with you, but thank you for your kindness. I''m so busy and I can''t take care of you. I''m very grateful if you don''t blame me!" A sneer, the witch did not put down the cup, but a hand holding chopsticks in the plate to pick.


    "I am very angry, but I blame you in my heart, because I am also under pressure. I know you are under great pressure, but do you know what I bear?" I lit a cigarette and spit out the words in my heart together with the smoke.


    "I''m so sorry!" Although the mouth said apologies, but the wife''s expression is indifferent.


    "It''s really a choice, isn''t it?" I asked gritting my teeth.


    The witch was silent and didn''t seem to want to say it.


    "No? Since you don''t want to say it, what do you want me to do? I''ve been working so hard on this table! " I couldn''t get angry when I saw her face. That face, the face that I love deeply, the manner of dealing with the enemy, keeps people away from thousands of miles.


    Or silence.


    "Forget it, I won''t ask. What about love. Eat for yourself, I''ll go! " After waiting for a long time, there was still no sign to answer, so I didn''t want to wait any longer, so I just stood up from the table.


    "Wait!"


    "Say it


    "Can you tell me why you don''t love me as much as you used to?" The witch didn''t want to answer my question as I imagined. She still insisted on the role she wanted to play. She was desperate and stubborn.


    "You..." In the face of the Witch of this neglect all the way, can only make themselves more angry.


    "I don''t tell you much. It''s useless for me to say anything now. You don''t have to tell me anything about you and Su Xia. No matter who''s right or wrong, at least I''m trying to help you. And I''ve also said that I don''t want anything. You can do whatever you like in the future. You don''t have to hide any more. Isn''t that good? What else do you want? " This is probably the shortest explanation for the witch''s decision in these days.


    I don''t know if women always think that way when they experience such things, or whether they have to go through such a process or stage of thinking, or whether this is what women need to prepare for what will happen in the future.


    No matter how to say, for the witch mentioned Su Xia, there are always some guilty in his heart, after all, it is his fault first.


    "It doesn''t matter if you know what you don''t know. Anyway, it''s already like this. Let''s talk about it later." I picked up my things and was ready to go.


    I left the restaurant and ran to the door. I was in a hurry and forgot to put the car key on the tea table.


    Walking in the corridor, I heard the cry of the witch. She was still sitting at the table, and the wine in the glass was gone.


    After taking the car key, I pause and think I shouldn''t go like this.


    She is the only one left in the family, and she catches up with so many things. Even if her deliberate concealment has brought about a sad result, I don''t think that''s what she doesn''t want. Moreover, in this case, her temper is extreme. I dare not think about it, let alone say it.


    Quietly, I walked over and stood beside the witch.


    The cry of the witch is even louder, probably because the depression and depression for a long time have been arranged to release at this moment, and it seems that she has finally come to the edge of endurance and endurance, and all these unhappiness are integrated into the heart wave waterfall on the edge of the cliff, pouring down without any stop.


    Want to comfort, but don''t know how to speak, had to gently caress her shoulder, let her know I didn''t go, still beside her.


    The witch grabbed my wrist and put it on her face. Maybe she wants me to wipe her tears, or she wants my comfort. Before she understood her needs correctly, she bit my wrist. Not to say that it is exhausting, but it can also be said that there are not many reservations.It hurts. It hurts.


    From the moment of surprise, to the moment of reading, I believe I have a deep bite mark on my wrist.


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