When Zhang Weiwei woke up again, she was not in the hospital, but found that she was actually in her uncle's company. He knew that he had traveled through time again. Look at the time. This time it was 6 o'clock on Tuesday, half a day earlier than before.
Weiwei, are you ready, let's go to see Mr. Meng, his uncle came out of the president's office and patted the shoulder of this nephew who has been pampering since childhood.
Uncle, I can't go with you today, I suddenly had something to do. Zhang Weiwei said sorry to his uncle
You... My uncle was about to get angry, but he looked at Zhang Weiwei's suddenly haggard face. He still couldn't bear it, so he said gently: OK, I'll ask Xiao Wang to take me there. You have a bad face. Go and take a break
After Zhang Weiwei thanked his uncle, he went downstairs and got into his car. But he didn't know what he should do or where he went, as if his life had lost his purpose.
Without Wang Tianqing, what's the point of such endless rebirth?
At this moment, he suddenly remembered me, his best friend, sometimes he was his life mentor. He called me, and at this time I was about to pack up and get off work, when I received his call, he said he wanted to chat with me, so he made an appointment to meet me in a restaurant near my company.
As soon as I met, I felt that his condition was wrong. When I asked, it turned out that there was a problem with Wang Tianqing. After drinking half a bottle of beer, Zhang Weiwei began to tell me about his bizarre experiences, and said it to tears by the bitterness of traveling back again and again but unable to save his love.
I was stunned when I heard this. How could I believe that such an incredible thing would happen? What was strange is that Zhang Weiwei's condition was not like making up stories to deceive me. The story was so reasonable and well-founded. I could only doubt whether he had a problem like schizophrenia, but I couldn't ask him directly. I just waited for a while and called Wang Tianqing to confirm, and then asked her about her opinion and whether she would take him to treatment.
After Zhang Weiwei finished telling the story, he asked me: Brother x, what should I do now?
I organized the language and said: First of all, I think there is no misunderstanding that cannot be solved. It is just that you have not found the right method...
Before I could finish speaking, Zhang Weiwei shouted straight at her neck: What else can I find? No matter how I do it, Wang Tianqing just wants to sleep with others!
I saw that the diners around were looking at us, so I quickly called him to speak softly and said: Weiwei, don't worry, Tianqing has always given me a lot of face. I'll think of a way to help you ask her the real reason.
No, no... Zhang Weiwei murmured with a sad face: No one will tell her, this is fate, I think she is testing my bottom line. If I even tolerate such things, then I will really surrender...
Then can you bear it?
Everything else is easy to say, this is absolutely not possible! Zhang Weiwei said gritting his teeth
Seeing his condition, it was difficult for him to give him a favorable advice, so I had to try my best to distract the topic and advise him to adjust himself first. After all, love is not everything, and there is no need to be so dead
No, Brother Ahx, you should know what Qingqing means to me. I really can't think of how I should live without her in the future.
I had to patiently persuade him one by one, but it never worked. Finally, my wife called me and said that there was something at home to urge me to go back. I had to say goodbye to him. When I was leaving, I was worried that he would do something irrational, so I gave me some small suggestions, such as letting him play games and watch a movie, or doing something exciting but not dangerous to cheer myself up
Finally, Zhang Weiwei said meaningfully: Brother x, you are my real buddy. I will give you a big gift tomorrow morning.
I was really worried after I got home. I always felt that Zhang Weiwei would do stupid things. At 12 o'clock, I still sent him a WeChat message: Are you sleeping better?
It's okay, I'm at home and ready to go to bed. Zhang Weiwei quickly replied to the message, and then I went to bed with confidence
The next morning, I woke up and looked at WeChat. Sure enough, I found that Zhang Weiwei sent me two messages. The first one was the winning numbers and precautions for multiple gambling betting.
The second article is: Brother x, what I can do in the end is to give you a better life. You live an open-minded and happy life than me. Meeting you in this life is my blessing. If it is convenient in the future, I hope you can help take care of my parents. Thank you, brother.
After reading this message, I was so scared that I quickly called Zhang Weiwei's cell phone, but it was turned off. I quickly asked for a leave with the company and took a taxi with my wife to Zhang Weiwei's house.
After knocking on the door for a long time, no one responded. I hurriedly found a lock-opener who could arrive as soon as possible from 58. The door was opened and we entered his house. He saw him lying on the bed in the bedroom, bleeding from his orifices, and there was a mess around. Countless bottles included alcohol, disinfectant, canned coffee, insecticides, electric mosquito repellent, cola, olive oil, Vaseline...
What crazy thoughts of death at this time make people drink all these things into their stomachs?
Zhang Weiwei committed suicide. When we found out that he was already cold and there was no hope of saving him.
Weiwei, are you ready, let's go to see Mr. Meng, his uncle came out of the president's office and patted the shoulder of this nephew who has been pampering since childhood.
Uncle, I can't go with you today, I suddenly had something to do. Zhang Weiwei said sorry to his uncle
You... My uncle was about to get angry, but he looked at Zhang Weiwei's suddenly haggard face. He still couldn't bear it, so he said gently: OK, I'll ask Xiao Wang to take me there. You have a bad face. Go and take a break
After Zhang Weiwei thanked his uncle, he went downstairs and got into his car. But he didn't know what he should do or where he went, as if his life had lost his purpose.
Without Wang Tianqing, what's the point of such endless rebirth?
At this moment, he suddenly remembered me, his best friend, sometimes he was his life mentor. He called me, and at this time I was about to pack up and get off work, when I received his call, he said he wanted to chat with me, so he made an appointment to meet me in a restaurant near my company.
As soon as I met, I felt that his condition was wrong. When I asked, it turned out that there was a problem with Wang Tianqing. After drinking half a bottle of beer, Zhang Weiwei began to tell me about his bizarre experiences, and said it to tears by the bitterness of traveling back again and again but unable to save his love.
I was stunned when I heard this. How could I believe that such an incredible thing would happen? What was strange is that Zhang Weiwei's condition was not like making up stories to deceive me. The story was so reasonable and well-founded. I could only doubt whether he had a problem like schizophrenia, but I couldn't ask him directly. I just waited for a while and called Wang Tianqing to confirm, and then asked her about her opinion and whether she would take him to treatment.
After Zhang Weiwei finished telling the story, he asked me: Brother x, what should I do now?
I organized the language and said: First of all, I think there is no misunderstanding that cannot be solved. It is just that you have not found the right method...
Before I could finish speaking, Zhang Weiwei shouted straight at her neck: What else can I find? No matter how I do it, Wang Tianqing just wants to sleep with others!
I saw that the diners around were looking at us, so I quickly called him to speak softly and said: Weiwei, don't worry, Tianqing has always given me a lot of face. I'll think of a way to help you ask her the real reason.
No, no... Zhang Weiwei murmured with a sad face: No one will tell her, this is fate, I think she is testing my bottom line. If I even tolerate such things, then I will really surrender...
Then can you bear it?
Everything else is easy to say, this is absolutely not possible! Zhang Weiwei said gritting his teeth
Seeing his condition, it was difficult for him to give him a favorable advice, so I had to try my best to distract the topic and advise him to adjust himself first. After all, love is not everything, and there is no need to be so dead
No, Brother Ahx, you should know what Qingqing means to me. I really can't think of how I should live without her in the future.
I had to patiently persuade him one by one, but it never worked. Finally, my wife called me and said that there was something at home to urge me to go back. I had to say goodbye to him. When I was leaving, I was worried that he would do something irrational, so I gave me some small suggestions, such as letting him play games and watch a movie, or doing something exciting but not dangerous to cheer myself up
Finally, Zhang Weiwei said meaningfully: Brother x, you are my real buddy. I will give you a big gift tomorrow morning.
I was really worried after I got home. I always felt that Zhang Weiwei would do stupid things. At 12 o'clock, I still sent him a WeChat message: Are you sleeping better?
It's okay, I'm at home and ready to go to bed. Zhang Weiwei quickly replied to the message, and then I went to bed with confidence
The next morning, I woke up and looked at WeChat. Sure enough, I found that Zhang Weiwei sent me two messages. The first one was the winning numbers and precautions for multiple gambling betting.
The second article is: Brother x, what I can do in the end is to give you a better life. You live an open-minded and happy life than me. Meeting you in this life is my blessing. If it is convenient in the future, I hope you can help take care of my parents. Thank you, brother.
After reading this message, I was so scared that I quickly called Zhang Weiwei's cell phone, but it was turned off. I quickly asked for a leave with the company and took a taxi with my wife to Zhang Weiwei's house.
After knocking on the door for a long time, no one responded. I hurriedly found a lock-opener who could arrive as soon as possible from 58. The door was opened and we entered his house. He saw him lying on the bed in the bedroom, bleeding from his orifices, and there was a mess around. Countless bottles included alcohol, disinfectant, canned coffee, insecticides, electric mosquito repellent, cola, olive oil, Vaseline...
What crazy thoughts of death at this time make people drink all these things into their stomachs?
Zhang Weiwei committed suicide. When we found out that he was already cold and there was no hope of saving him.
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