Xu Yu looked for it like this, anxiously searching, all kinds of worries, and finally found Xu Meng from an angle, which felt a bit like the once down-and-out self.

Xu Yu didn't know why, standing there and didn't know whether to wait silently or take her somewhere, but Xu Yu didn't know, remembering a little bit of his past, the pestle was there, motionless, and his eyes looked at Xu Meng not far away.

The box of Xu Yu's memory was opened, and the "Is It You or Me" that he had written seemed to tell him something, reminding, and at the same time, it was about the same as Xu Meng's thoughts at this time!

Xu Yu opened his collection of essays written in "Is It You or Me".

............ "Is It You or Me"............

When I repeat the same action, looking up at you, I don't like you standing on that high position, looking down at me in front of me.

When I still have a little hope, I was ruthlessly crushed by you. I don't like you to make me small and make me so helpless.

Are you or am I cut off the way of retreat, unable to turn back, and unable to see the way forward?

Is it you or me, who mustered up the courage to rush ahead, regardless of the people who traveled with you?

When I had no choice but to fight to the death, the hysteria of hiss, not liking your roaring voice overtook me, leaving the pouring rain.

When I still have a little dignity, I was swept away by you, and I don't like you to contrast my humility, which makes me so conflicted.

Are you or me, who have extinguished the embers, unable to vent, and unable to regain the smile they once had? Such decadence is too regrettable.

Is it you or I who finally choose to leave, ruining our future and not caring about tomorrow's road?

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Xu Yu thought about his creative situation, and suddenly understood.

After all, there is some distance, remembering the general feeling of being "house arrest" at that time, I was forced to resign from the so-called quality inspector, which is equivalent to the position of deputy minister.

I'm dragging my brother there, doing the same health and service as usual, yes, nothing has changed, I'm still in the same private room and working like that, everything seems to have not changed.

Xu Yu touched the work cabinet in "The Atlantic", and looked at what kind of alcohol stove, dishes, and sterilizers were still inside, and then the three tables and the temporary scattered table came into view.

I remember myself busy serving, serving, paying, sending off, hygiene, maintaining the original state, and occasionally preparing in advance for inspections on Thursdays......

Everything doesn't seem to have changed.

In the middle is Umeko's "Pacific Ocean", a box with a table.

On the right is Lin Qiushui's "South America".

Yes, the private room is still located on the far left, looking around at the tables and chairs, as well as the corridor, the hanging and the decorations next to it, the cash register, and the washroom.

In the washroom, where the cups and tableware used to be washed, there are also one or two rotten stools for putting dishes and chopsticks and occasionally resting.

There is also the joy of rare leisure.

I just can't go back.

In the past, when I went upstairs to the second floor, it was a place where Xu Yuhuan felt at home, chatting and playing with friends, and occasionally carrying the minister behind his back to steal the happiness of eating two in the meals of the guests who paid the bill and left the table......

Yes, everything has changed, Xu Yu is no longer the original self.

Everything is running as usual.

is like the sentence of the passing year, "The earth will turn away from anyone, who do you think you Xu Yu are?"

yes, it's okay to be without anyone.

It's just that I don't think I'm so great, but it's hard to accept this ups and downs in my heart.

It's like telling you, "I'll help you up, and I can throw you down at the same time."

But you can work hard by yourself, is it wrong?

Diligent and diligent.

It's just that many times, whether it is in the workplace or in various industries, the water is too deep, like Xu Tianming said that he doesn't understand the depth, whether he asks for forgiveness or how to make up for it, Xu Yu still feels that he can't tell whether it is guilt or irony? !

Why has he been dealing with it so calmly, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with it, and he confessed a few days ago that he is like two people, but he is still him, with the same face, but the object of this harsh treatment is himself.

That's all, that's all, that's all.

Nothing, nothing!

Everything seems to be just a spring and autumn dream that I thought too much, guessed correctly, and mistakenly thought.

When you wake up, it's all over, isn't it?

What can change?

Do you hope that he will not deal with him impartially, or leave a warm sense of proportion, or comfort him afterwards, what are you still expecting......

Just like the words he once wrote, the words he unintentionally wrote, to the effect that: yes, he is just playing the world, but he uses his best to care for and care for the memories and feelings that he treats as treasures.

For others, it's just the power to take it away with a wave of the hand.

Maybe the ambiguous overtures are a kind of power play, but I am serious, thinking that it is true love.

Maybe it's right and wrong, just like Xu Tianming's sentence "Don't think crazy yourself, others laugh behind their backs"!

Nothing, nothing, what's there?

It's nothing?

Xu Yu was silent and retracted his memory, looked up at the sky, and suddenly remembered the clear sky, the star language that Xu Meng said that day.

They are all children who have fallen into the water, in addition to rescue, more to save themselves, save themselves!

She had to get up on her own, and she had the desire to survive.

Confused, as if I had before, maybe I didn't invest deeply, I was glad that I was inspirational enough, but I was biased and left a few brain cells like the dying struggle of "fish caught in the net", and then I woke up.

Only by throwing away the dead brain cells, replacing the transfusion, and injecting new blood and motivation can there be hope for life.

Let the past be passed!

What's the point of being entangled?

It's just that Xu Meng is different from himself, he is just, but strictly in a certain sense, it is just an ambiguous game of words and psychology, and it is relatively easy to pull it out, and he is still rational when he enters the pit, but no matter how rational and cautious he is, he still enters the pit.

And Xu Meng's pit is too big, it's not easy to climb out, but if you don't climb out, how can you move forward in the future!

Lying in the pit and sleeping, she still wants to sleep for a few days!

Xu Yu sighed, sorted out his thoughts, and slowly stepped forward.

"The situation is not tolerable, I have to go to work later, her studies have been wasted for a few days, I don't know how my father took her away, what do the teachers and classmates think, look at the fourth day of her leaving home today, from the 17th to the 20th today, four days, if the longer it drags on, it is not easy to let go of this matter and rumors!

At that time, the forced situation is pressing, maybe she herself is more passive, how to come out of the money to waste, I don't know how Dad, somehow to take him back, she, Dad, is not an ordinary person, although not the second class, but more arbitrary than ordinary people (xing, three sounds) Ah, he is more general than the average ah, is a top student, no, it should be said that the quirky class teacher, I am in charge of the first class and the brother of the first class, the average sister, and the mother of the second class, he is the head teacher of the quirk, the director! Will you be merciful?......

Xu Yu didn't dare to think about it, she knew that she should do something, she wouldn't be completely "arrested", and the resistance at that time was just an embroidery needle hitting the stone with an egg, there was no room for backhand, just the negligible lethality of the sting of a little embroidery needle......

"Shoot when it's time to shoot", Xu Yu thought, "It's time to show your strength and tricks!"

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