Deceased?

Yesterday's things are like yesterday's death, and today's things are like today's birth.

Everyone in the world knows that time is gone, and the past should be like smoke.

But how many people can really be so open-minded?

Han Feiyan thought she could do it, but when she watched Liu Yanbo appear at Gao Yuanqiu's wedding yesterday, and watched him be walked up to the master of ceremonies by Yin Hanruo with a slight wave of his hand, defeating the group of men in suits in the strongest way.

She knew that she couldn't be that open-minded.

In Haishi, and even in this world, Han Feiyan thinks that no one knows Liu Yanbo better than her, and no one has poured more feelings into him than her.

once paid unreservedly, but in exchange for today's bitter fruits.

Liu Yanbo, why do you want to do this to me?

Han Feiyan thought about it all night, but she still didn't figure it out.

She has always had feelings for him, and losing to reality doesn't mean she doesn't love him.

Because there is still love, she is so excited that she can't control herself, so much so that she ignores the fact of breaking up.

The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear.

Fortunately, the owner of the bubble tea shop heard a small part of Han Feiyan's words.

He is a wise man, and he can guess the current relationship between the man and the woman from this part of the words.

He is still a kind man, and he can't bear to watch a pair of former close lovers make such a fuss, and they are full of foreign appearances.

So, he used his best milk tea as a mediation method.

The past is deceased——

It's a good name.

In the past, even if there were thousands of rights and wrongs, they were all gone.

You don't have to let go, but you don't have to be too attached, right?

The owner of the bubble tea shop left after putting down the milk tea, and Han Feiyan also calmed down and looked at Liu Yanbo in a daze.

Liu Yanbo stirred the milk tea and took a sip.

Milk tea has the bitterness of coffee, but it is more mellow and silky than milk, and the taste is as memorable as its name.

Liu Yanbo put down the milk tea cup and said to Han Feiyan: "It's delicious, don't you want to try it?"

Han Feiyan glanced at Liu Yanbo deeply, lowered her head and stirred the milk tea, and said softly: "After saying so much, you should have heard it, right? I am looking for other men just for a better life and for money." ”

"You can call me a money worshipper, and I won't refute it. Han Feiyan took a sip of milk tea and continued: "I will also say that you are selfish, because this is also true. ”

Is Liu Yanbo selfish?

He's really selfish. In order to live your own ordinary life, ignoring the feelings of your lover, what is this not selfishness?

Liu Yanbo has always considered the reason for the breakup of the two after breaking up with Han Feiyan, but he really didn't think about it.

After Han Feiyan said this, Liu Yanbo realized that in the past three years, he had always regarded Han Feiyan as a simple girl who had just graduated from college, and did not face her growth.

In this world of flowers, how many people can have a heart like a rock?

Love also needs to be given to each other, and the security of material life is also one of the expressions.

Everyone is a mortal, and platonic love is really not as real as bread and milk.

"I'm sorry. Liu Yanbo lowered his head, only feeling that his heart was full of bitter taste.

He realized his mistake, only too late.

Han Feiyan looked at Liu Yanbo, her excited mood gradually stabilized, and she said slowly: "I don't say this to make you apologize, in my heart, you are at fault, but I also know that I have made a bigger mistake, and I don't deserve your sorry." ”

With a long sigh of relief, Han Feiyan then asked, "I asked you out just to know one thing, why can you do this for Yin Hanruo, or have you never loved me?"

She was really jealous.

When Liu Yanbo and Yin Hanruo held hands and appeared at Gao Yuanqiu's wedding;

When Yin Hanruo beckoned, Liu Yanbo would be able to offend the two giants of the sea market for her.

Han Feiyan's inner monologue at that moment is only left - why?

She was desperate to know the answer.

If it hadn't happened too suddenly, she would have planned to find him aside and ask him on the spot.

The relationship between the two was not only Liu Yanbo's first love, but also her Han Feiyan's first love.

The reason for separation was enough, but she couldn't let go.

Whether male or female, jealousy is always nonsensical and always contrary to reality.

Can Liu Yanbo give Han Feiyan an answer that satisfies her?

After bowing his head and pondering for a long time, Liu Yanbo lit a cigarette, looked out the window, and said, "Probably because of that marriage certificate! It makes me feel that I finally have a home." ”

It was the most plausible explanation he could think of.

For many years, Liu Yanbo has never experienced the feeling of home again, and he really wants to have a home of his own.

Many people often say that in this era where marriage and divorce are as frequent as eating and sleeping, the marriage certificate is just a dispensable piece of paper.

This piece of paper may no longer be so important to many people, but it is of great significance to Liu Yanbo, because no matter how many true or false ingredients there are, at least in terms of the situation, he has a home after all, which inexplicably gives him a sense of stability mentally.

Yes.

He was insecure, lacking to a ridiculous degree.

Even if this marriage is just a transaction and has no emotional basis to speak of, he will still be as desperate as a moth to a fire.

In fact, on the day Liu Yanbo broke up with Han Feiyan, no matter what reason any woman came to him, as long as she got a license to get married, he would not refuse.

It's like a drowning swimmer who knows there's nothing he can do, but still wants to grab whatever he can get, even if it's just duckweed.

Liu Yanbo chose Yin Hanruo, not because of how beautiful she is, nor because of how good she is, but because she appeared at the right time.

Han Feiyan stared at Liu Yanbo intently and asked, "Is that marriage certificate really that important to you?"

Liu Yanbo nodded and said, "It's really important." Otherwise, I wouldn't have been annoyed by the fact that I kept mentioning marriage to you after getting the approval of your parents. ”

Han Feiyan was puzzled, "Why?"

At the beginning, when the two had been dating for almost a year, Han Feiyan led Liu Yanbo back to her hometown.

During that period, Liu Yanbo was recognized by the old couple of the Han family, and the two old men also hoped that they would get married as soon as possible.

Later, after returning to Haishi, Liu Yanbo bought a diamond ring and proposed marriage many times. Just ten days before the two broke up, he also mentioned getting married once, but he was still prevaricated by Han Feiyan as usual.

To this day, Han Feiyan still can't understand why Liu Yanbo was so desperate to get married immediately.

She wasn't really to blame for that.

Because her parents are alive and well, they have never lacked the warmth of home, so naturally they can't understand a prodigal son's desire for home like an addict to drugs and products.

Liu Yanbo had a cigarette in his mouth, swallowing clouds and spitting fog like an addict, looking out the window aimlessly, and muttering, "Because I've been wandering for too long, too long." ”

Everyone in the world said that the prodigal sons were unkind, and even envied their unrestrainedness.

This is a misconception.

The prodigal sons who really wander the world may be because of rebellion and freshness at first, or because of the yearning in their hearts, and more likely because of the helplessness of reality......

But whatever the reason, the wandering world was a time of transience, when the prodigal sons were in the hotel beds, on park benches, or even in the grass in the wilderness......

When spending countless lonely nights in these places without warmth, the hearts of the prodigal sons will no longer have the pride of drinking today and getting drunk today, nor will there be such poetic feelings as the sunset and the broken intestines at the end of the world...... The only thing left in their hearts was one longing—

May one of those ten thousand lamps be lit for me.