悬疑故事之轮回

那天，我没有下车去看看那个女人是死是活，可是，她那个固执的姿势，却深深地印在了我的脑子里。

我还记得，那天我们开车逃逸的时候，维宁静静地坐在我身边，我侧头去看她，她像是坐在车窗之外，离我很远很远。

后来，我们就结婚了，不知道是为了因为有了这一个共同的秘密，我们反而更加的恩爱，在旁人看来我们是那么好的一对，只有我们自己知道，因为我们不敢分开，害怕对方有一天会供出自己。

可是，我从来没有想过要杀维宁，不管如何，维宁比我还要自私，她不可能出卖我，我能给她所要的生活。

“是，我还记得那次车祸，我只是无心之失，那天我和维宁都喝了酒。”面对电话那头的声音，不知道为什么，我没有了刚开始的理直气壮，说这句话的时候，我没有底气。

那个声音也开始激动起来了：“我找了你们这么多年，终于给我找到了，如果那天，你们能下车帮妈妈送到医院，她根本就不会失血过多而死，你们能在菜叶里抱起我，你们今天也不必用这种方式死去。”

“可是……”我哑然了，是的，那个声音应该恨我，那个声音一直都埋在我的身边，我却从来都找不到，直到现在我都不知道她是谁？

但已经不重要了，重要的是，那个罪是我犯下的。

维宁的死是一种赎罪的姿态，我为什么不能多想想，难道我忘记的太彻底，还是我从不相信报应。

“但是，为什么张晓兰非死不可？”我把这个问题问出来。

电话那边沉默了一下，然后回答说：“一个爱上魔鬼又迷失自我的女人，那一颗心是永远都不会快乐，死对她是最好的解脱。”

我掩面而泣，张晓兰死前那种眼神一下子全部明白，那是真正的心碎，可以看到她那样重的绝望和无助。

如果我可以多信任她一点，如果她可以爱的少一点，如果我们可以再坦诚的沟通一点，那么，我也不会被逼到疯狂的地步。

如果我可以告诉她，其实我多么爱那个普通的张晓兰，而不是那个总让我害怕的维宁，那么，她就可以全心全意的做自己。

是我害了她，我一直怀疑是鬼杀了维宁才会那么的疯狂，那不是爱，只是恐惧，对未知的恐惧。

我爱的是张晓兰，那个平凡又真实，给我感动和爱的女人，可是，我杀死了她。

“是不是你安排了朱神仙，如果不是朱神仙的暗示，我也不可能确信维宁会鬼上身。”这个问题我一定要知道。

“当然不是，你去朱神仙那里也出乎我意料，我也没有想到你会想到那里去，那只是一个意外，我当时非常害怕那个骗子会毁了我的计划，但是，没有想到老天爷也帮我，她成功地暗示了你，挖出了你心里最恐惧的一面，才让你真正的崩溃。”那个声音这个时候非常的得意。

“什么，那个朱神仙暗示了我？”

“是的，我后来去看过那个江湖骗子，她不过是一个精通心理学的学生，在大学的时候用暗示差点杀了同宿舍的女生，被开除才开了这个店，她的佛堂的布置，还有气味，还有那个会倒的水杯，都是心理的暗示，她在对你进行催眠，想挖出你心里最恐怖的事情，没有想到中途会把你吓跑，可是，暗示还是成功，所以，你才会相信有鬼。”

朱神仙不是说，鬼在我心里，她并不是骗子，如果不是因为我心里对撞死了一个人，而一直害怕的话，我就不会在暗示之后，又看到维宁在我的车窗外。

其实，那是我一直放不开的一幕。

终于都真相大白了，不知道为什么，我忽然有一种感激，对那个让我失去一切的声音，有一种不应该有的感激。

这个声音终于让我不再生活在谜团之中了，我至少知道这是怎么回事了。

我放弃了挣扎，屋外传来了敲门声，那个声音说：“你也可以和警察说，都是我干的，可是，就算你能拿电话作为证据，你也已经失去了所有的东西，你最爱的和最爱你的，老实说，我并不认为这比死更轻松。”

电话轻轻地放下了，那边传来一阵忙音，我起身去开门，然后对着警察平静地说：“我杀了人。”

是的，她说得对，我现在已经活在地狱里，看，这就是我的报应。

Introduce:An added ingredient she so quietly on bended knees. Long hair is very tender like if Chinese ink is caught,be being changed, wet wet ground is stuck on pale face, face of beauty of that piece of spinous more be cut hand is only greatly so together, someone says she resembles Fan Bingbing, it is the sort of inherent fox face, no matter look from which angle beautiful soul-stirring. But she present is very unruffled, containing the sort of weird smile besides corners of the mouth, I do not look to go out she and have as one used to do any different, just be royal behind her a brimless spends the sea, red colourful eye, her genuflect is in the side of beautiful sea, the head hangs down downward a bit, the eye opens a belt to wear partly laugh, looking at me. My heart forgot to beat in one instant, I know I want how, I should wake. Everybody has frightening dream, but why my dream always is so very closely associated with each other, always have not enough time to be asleep in me when, come to the side of my. But I awake feebly, the head that can look at her helplessly only from the neck over there broken, hematic in season is gotten very tall, I one face is the blood that carries fishy smell then, I look at the person that loves most to lose life before me over, helpless however. Wei Ning, before me again gone, I still cannot save her. The parting Wei Ning of a person is my ex-wife, she died, the suicide is on the bath crock edge of my home, it is very acid thing really, at the outset when I and she picks bath jar for new home, I insisted to want this one bounty simple, but absolutely very practical bath crock, she how do at that time say, cold hum move say: "The pig just can lie here bubble bath, the person of commit suicide, it is drown in closestool, also be than dying above it much more decorous. " she is a janus-faced woman really, the artifice that gives oneself first cut one knife to put a crock blood water, estimation is to did not master good strength to cut vein only, wen Shui is mixing blood to flow into a sea of blood, still do not have gone, so just grow long filar socks to make a written guarantee, hang on the steel tube of bath shade, the head is extended go in, because of powerless cause, she can prop up herself to climb only go out of the bath in the fold that crock gangmaster stretchs that death, fall on his knees again bleed to make her insensible too much, her head hangs down downward, final strangle. Dimension coulds there be even if stark-naked in that way genuflect is on bath crock edge, put the hematic water of one pool, corners of the mouth is taking weird laugh to receive our marriage 7 years. I am holding a rose in both hands at that time foolish the station looks at this distinctive wedding anniversary gift in toilet doorway when, I am foolish dropped, half talent has answered a god to come, it is indignant in my heart, lighted ablaze fury. Why should she die? She lives well, I am raising her to become broad wife, she likes beautiful, good vie, vanity loves little sentiment again, but my so love she, I as far as possible satisfy her, her