We break up?

It was as dark as ink, a murky dark color, it seemed that only a gust of wind was enough to knock the lonely girl standing on La Ho bridge to the river, raindrops fluttering in that darkness. Although she couldn't see clearly, it made her eyes wet.  She also didn't know if it was the raindrops caught on her long eyelashes or her own rare tears falling down.

 Hands clinging to the cold bridge, made by many raindrops, the more she clings, the more slippery she feels, just wanting to let go.

 No one knows what the other girl was thinking, intending to commit suicide or not, only seeing her standing there for a long time, her dreamy eyes staring blankly at the calm river.

 No one saw her face, only knowing that when passing through it, she would feel her body shivering and chilling, her body exuded a cold air like a ten thousand year old iceberg, cold, really cold, colder than the early autumn wind.

She stood there silently until a black shadow appeared right behind her, there was little reaction, although it was not big, but at least her mind returned to reality, not fantasies inference occurs.

  He arrived in a very bad mood, as if he had just stepped out of a fight.

  Yes, he just finished fighting with people, before going to the dating place, he had a fight, he still had the time to say nothing about her.

  Holding his stomach in his hand, tired eyes looking at the back of the dim light in the night, the dim light on the ink stains, there will be more in his body but his black and white clothes have stripped them all.

  After a while, the other girl also turned her head, the woman was shaken, she was insanely beautiful, the enchanting beauty attracted all the weak living souls.

  The eyes she looked at him were both familiar and unfamiliar, deep in her eyes were a bit of anger, a little reproach, a bit of resentment, a little concern, all blended into a dense soul.

- Mac Vu, so he is the famous Mac Vu in the gangster world.  No wonder how many times I asked his name he kept avoiding.  Now I understand why.

- Lang Tinh, I really didn't mean to hide it from you, I was just afraid that I would make you unacceptable.

 - It's true that I can't accept it, you and I are clearly from two different worlds.

Lang Tinh's voice was bitter, choked, paused for a moment and then continued:

 - We break up.

 - Lang Tinh what you give me is real.

 - It's all real, you're a real gangster, you and I are not in the same world, it's also real.  If there is an afterlife I never want to see you again.

  Lang Tinh's cold footsteps walked slowly over the soulless body of Mac Vu, she was so indifferent that she didn't even glance at him, so desperate that even in pain, she gritted her teeth and endured it all.

 The faint yellow light splashed onto Lang Tinh's miserable face, the raindrops flew, though not wet her shirt, but her heart was wet, she passed him and she couldn't stop the desperate tears that were pouring down her numb cheeks.  

  A flash of light blinded her eyes, her only response was to hide the streak of light, but that moment also brought her to a dead end, a stab that took her life.

 The sound of the car brakes screeching to call Mac Vu's bewildered soul, as soon as he turned his head he was like a madman who didn't care about the pain on his body and rushed forward, his feet knelt down, the rough road made his head hurt.  His pillow was bleeding, he didn't care, he hugged the blood-stained girl's body in his arms, his voice crying pitifully and pitifully.

- Lang Tinh, wake up, don't scare me.  I agree, I agree to break up, as long as you wake up, I agree to everything.

  - Lang Tinh my feelings for you are all real, how can I live after losing you?  Please don't leave me, I'll take you with me if I go.  

  Desperate luck and a voice of the Lang Tinh genre, but it was the soul that left the reality, seeing her blood and blood silently made her even more heartbroken. She really didn't believe she was dead.

With wet eyes looking at the man kneeling, hugging her body crying in despair, her heart ached, her feet approached, wanting to touch the man's body and say "don't be sad" , but he and she were really yin and yang separate.

 The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, it diluted the blood on her increasingly cold body, seeping into his pure white shirt.

He went from crying to motionless, his body colder than her dead body.

 It was only when a couple in their fifties ran up to him that he had little reaction, and quickly sank into grief.

 Her body was crushed in three pairs of hands.

 - Lang Tinh... Lang Tinh... My poor daughter.

 -Lang Tinh, open your eyes and look at your parents...

 Desperate calls.

 The two people who had just arrived there were her parents, Lang Dien and Lo Tieu, looking at their heartbroken expressions, Lang Tinh could not hold back her tears.

Maybe because she left too suddenly, did not have time to say goodbye to anyone, so it was a huge shock to them.

 Obviously, Lang Tinh was standing next to them, but she couldn't touch them, she said they didn't hear, looked at them and didn't respond, and she heard every painful word from their mouth.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the autumn weather is cold, the cold penetrates the fragile hearts of people who are desperate.

It hurts, it really hurts, it really hurts.

Mac Vu is almost exhausted, just a few minutes ago he could still see the person he loves, now the two are separated from yin and yang.