When I was dealing with these problems, I thought to myself, "What's the difference?" You're fatter, uglier, and more cheesy than you used to be.

He exited her room, not wanting to look at it more. How strange fate is, if there will be a Cheng Zhuqing in his future life, why should he let him think that he has met the right person so early.

Liu Nian returned to his room, he didn't feel that it was small, so small, he still felt empty, empty for a reason, the person who thought about it was not in front of him, not around, no matter how small the place would feel empty.

The first and last time.

He didn't know if he regretted it, in fact, he didn't have time to regret it, everything happened too suddenly, he didn't have time to react, until he moved to another place, he still couldn't recover from that incident.

How is she?

Liu Nian didn't know, and there was no way to get a little bit of news about Cheng Zhuqing through any channel. But he is not stupid, he can analyze this kind of thing, as a man, he is still ruined, let alone a woman.

I wish they had moved like him and could start over in a new place. People make mistakes, and she often prays that Cheng Zhuqing's husband will do the same.

He can only force himself to forget her, his wife and son follow him around, his wife's tears, he never paid attention to his joys, sorrows and sorrows before, after that incident, he and his wife's role and status in the family have changed dramatically, there are fewer words, everything in the family is the final word of his wife, he never refutes her. However, both of them are well aware of this, and they are thinking about atonement.

In fact, he didn't know what kind of heinous crime he had committed. Yes, he betrayed, but he didn't betray them first, his wife betrayed their marriage, his wife betrayed their marriage too, his wife used a very secret way, but he could feel that she had changed almost the moment she married him, she no longer loved romance, she no longer admired his talent, the little tricks that made women love in the past, she often pierced and pierced the amorous feelings, and often made the two of them break up unhappily.

The wife began to pay more attention to affordability, and to put it mildly, she became more and more of a philistine.

"Can I have you this time?"

"How much will I get if I have you?"

"So-and-so asks for a pair of words, and people give money, why don't you write one for others?"

"You see that so-and-so went to the sea to do business, and now he is a big boss and drives a black car. ”

He gets tired of listening and sometimes wants to retort.

"You also marry him, and let the rich man be a junior, maybe your ass will also have a share in the car. ”

However, he was silent and said nothing, feeling that this home was becoming more and more incompatible with his soul.

So when I met Cheng Zhuqing, it should be a matter of course.

So he often doesn't know what he is wrong with, even if there is no Cheng Zhuqing, and then Li Zhuqing and Wang Zhuqing, he may also make mistakes. He still regrets it sometimes, once he was drinking alone, drinking and drinking, imagining that there was a woman named Cheng Zhuqing sitting opposite, he raised the cup, and saw the woman also smiling and picking up a cup.

"I'm still stupid. He drank it all, put down the cup, filled it again, and then picked it up again and faced the empty wall opposite.

"No, it's because we're stupid. He added, "You should have skill in doing this kind of thing." If we do more, maybe we will sum up the experience, but it's a pity, it's a pity. ”

He sighed, what is the pity? Liu Nian knew very well in his heart what he was talking about, but it was a pity.

From then on, he is a hanger at the end of the world, and he thinks about it. No matter how lively Hongchen is, it always seems to have nothing to do with him. In that affair, in that marriage, Liunian felt that he had been sentenced to life imprisonment, and the rest of his life could only be used to atone for his sins, even if he didn't know what heinous sins he had committed.

Since then, Liunian has also begun to understand that life does not have to make everything right and wrong.

Are you wrong?

Are you wrong?

That day, he was drunk, and staggered towards his house, and came to a wall, and saw his own shadow on the wall, and he smiled, and the street lamp was still the moon, and his shadow grew old, and he looked at his shadow like a trick like a child who suddenly discovered something new, and then he was a little farther away from that wall. One moment long, one moment short, one moment tall, one moment short, one moment fat, one moment thin, he giggled and laughed, the wind blew, and the wine began to spread wild in his mind when he saw the wind, he felt that Xi's head was dizzy, his face was hot, and his body was also hot, so he remembered the night that made him and Cheng Zhuqing hot, if it wasn't for the East Window incident, what a perfect night it would be.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

Liunian slapped himself in the face, and he pointed to the shadow on the wall. "You!ah, you, when has this been? Do you still have the face to think about this? Isn't this family bad enough to be hurt by you? Do you know that your son almost didn't study, and he almost didn't even qualify for college, just because you... Ah, you, just because you can't control yourself, look at you poking a big basket!"

He snorted out of his open mouth with the smell of wine, who, Liunian couldn't help but want to cry, who drank so much wine, did he have something on his mind?

He wept, tears cold from his eyes, slid across his skin, he ignored them, let them dry, and he approached the wall again, and the figure on the wall suddenly became so large and unearthed. His face was almost against the wall. He asked the wall, "Why did you drink so much wine?" Is there something on your mind? Hmm? Tell me if there is a woman too......

He thought of the woman and realized that he had really thought about it. How long has it been since that woman appeared? Liunian didn't dare to let the woman out, she didn't dare to let her out during the day, and she didn't dare to let her out at night. Now he finally shared a bed with his wife, because the house was too small and cramped, so he didn't even dare to let her out in his dreams.

He didn't dare.

The shadow was speechless and did not answer him. Only the sound of the wind blew past his ears, making a slight sound like a sigh. He sat down, perhaps because he had drunk the wine just now, so he didn't feel cold on the ground.

People say that if you don't forget, there will be an echo.

Liunian lowered his head, how dare he still miss others? They will never have another chance in this life.

It was because many years later he heard Kang Ruoran's father mention that the woman was originally water-based poplar, and Liunian actually didn't believe it.

He didn't believe that Cheng Zhuqing was a woman who could be a husband.

In fact, half a year before the woman's death, the two met. However, at that meeting, Cheng Zhuqing and Liunian made an appointment to keep silent, and they never mentioned it to anyone in this life and this life.

Cheng Zhuqing found the phone number of his unit, but as for how he found his number, Liu Nian didn't have time to ask.

Liu Nian will never forget that seemingly calm afternoon, when he sat in a small Yamen on the N-line, and passed the time by reading the newspaper, drinking tea, and reading.

Since separating from Cheng Zhuqing, he has never written again.

The landline in the office rang, and he was startled, and he calmed down, and when he heard the phone ringing, he calmly put down the newspaper, then put down the teacup, and walked over, but the phone didn't ring. He stood in front of the telephone, imagining who had just dialed the number and what it was.

However, the thought took a turn, and he realized that he didn't really care about the answer, so he turned back to his seat and picked up the newspaper again. As soon as I sat down, the phone rang.

Urgent?

Yes, if it's not in a hurry, it won't be called again.

He put down the newspaper again and walked over to the landline, wondering if he would be able to wait to hang up the phone again when he walked past him. This time no, the phone was still ringing, and Liunian had to pick it up.

"Hey, who's that?" he asked.

There was no sound from the other party.

Liunian thought that the other party had hung up at the moment when he had just connected the phone, so he picked up the earpiece and kept it away from his ears so that he could use his naked eyes to carefully observe the earpiece.

"Hey, hey, hey?" he put the receiver close to his mouth, fed it many times, until he confirmed that he didn't hear any echo, then he hung up the phone with a "stuck", and swore in his heart that if the phone rang again after a while, he would pretend not to be there, he would love whoever he loved, and he would not wait for the emperor.

He had just turned around, and this time the phone rang at short intervals that didn't allow him to walk back to his seat.

Somehow, he picked up the phone. This time he was silent, he heard his own breath being transmitted to the other side through the radio waves, and at the same time, he heard the radio waves transmit the breathing of another person.

For a second, he recognized the breathing. However, he couldn't believe it, his whole person suddenly became energetic, everything in heaven and earth was eclipsed, and everything around him seemed to cease to exist.

Everything around us seemed to be gone.

There was a thin layer of sweat in his palms, and the sweat between his hands and the telephone was slippery and greasy, and he had to hold the receiver hard.

The world was desolate, and he heard his heart beating like a drum, just like the first time he met her, and it was like the first time he was with her. His lips trembled, followed by his hands.

After so many years, he once thought that he had completely forgotten her and the past, but he didn't expect that those were all tinder for him, and it seemed that they had been extinguished, just a little spark, a little breeze, a little news, his heart was like the middle of a lake thrown by a stone, and it was difficult to keep calm.

"It's you!" he said, his throat tightened, and he couldn't say anything more.