There was no response, no smile, Qin Yiyu sat there quietly, his expression was very cold.

In Zhao Yuanyuan's impression, Qin Yiyu had never treated himself so indifferently as he did now. She was a little dazed for a while, and asked hesitantly, "You, aren't you welcome me here?"

Qin Yiyu said: "You take a rest and go back tomorrow." He spoke in the Hucheng dialect, and Zhao Yuan was stunned for a while before he realized what he said.

I haven't seen Qin Yiyu for a whole semester, but I didn't expect him to speak the Hucheng dialect that rejects people thousands of miles away when he saw him. At that moment, Zhao Yuan felt a strong indifference and rustiness, and she stood in place a little lost, not knowing what to say next.

Time passed very slowly, and finally at noon, Qin Yiyu ordered two takeaways, and after eating, Zhao Yuan took the garbage outside and threw it away.

Qin Yiyu was still sitting behind his desk and looking through his phone.

Since Zhao Yuan came, he has been sitting there coldly, sorting out information for a while, writing reports for a while, and looking at his mobile phone empty, as if there was no such person as Zhao Yuan in the room.

Zhao Yuan silently endured Qin Yiyu's coldness. She said to herself in her heart, no matter what, she is coming, and she must give herself a chance to find out the truth.

In the evening, Qin Yiyu sorted out the information on the table and said, "Let's go, let's go back to the bedroom." ”

Qin Yiyu's place is at the back of the office, which is the kind of staff dormitory that is rowed in rows, and when you open the door, there is only one room inside, and there is a bed, a small wardrobe and a simple sofa in the room.

Zhao Yuan stood in the middle of the room, looked at the heavy night outside the window, and said tentatively, "Why don't I go outside and find a hotel to live in?"

Qin Yiyu said lightly: "This neighborhood is very desolate, there are no hotels, you can live here." ”

Zhao Yuan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but ask, "Then where do you live?"

Qin Yiyu glanced at the sofa by the window and said in a muffled voice, "I sleep on the sofa." ”

Zhao Yuan grabbed Qin Yiyu's sleeve and whispered, "Here, there is only one quilt." ”

Qin Yiyu turned around, his gaze fell on Zhao Yuan's face, and he flickered involuntarily.

Zhao Yuanyuan said: "It's so cold in winter in your Lake City, fortunately, there is heating indoors, but it's still not okay to not cover the quilt." Otherwise, you can find a coat in the closet for me, and I'll sleep on the sofa, I'm wearing thick clothes anyway, and I guess a coat will do......"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Yiyu suddenly leaned down and hugged Zhao Yuan into his arms.

Zhao Yuan's tears flowed out. She leaned tightly on Qin Yiyu's chest, her fingers swiping back and forth on his back, and whispered, "Yiyu, hold me tight, I will never leave you again." ”

That night, the two of them lay down in the same bed again. Cosy nights, comfy bed, close distance.

He kissed her softly, as before.

She asked him vigorously, why did you break up?

He hugged her and said, "You are not a person to live." ”

She confessed stupidly: "Do you live a life of diligence and thrift, and be careful in your budget? ”

He still said, "I have made up my mind and cannot change it." ”

She asked confusedly, "Then you don't love me?"

He suddenly pushed her away and said coldly, "Anyway, you are not suitable to be my wife." If you really like me and can't bear me, be my lover. “

Lover?

Could it be that in his mind, he is just an unrealistic romantic woman, who can only be a lover for him to play with?

Zhao Yuan's heart "chuckled", only feeling uncomfortable. Everything in the past seems to have become a drop of water in the palm of my hand now, and this drop of water will slip through my fingers at any time, and there will be no trace of it again.

She reached out and stroked his face, and whispered, "Didn't we say that I would only be your wife in this life, and you would only be my husband." Why not now? Why?"

Qin Yiyu turned his head and said lightly: "Who doesn't live with whom for a lifetime?

Zhao Yuan still asked persistently: "But why did we break up?"

Qin Yiyu raised his eyebrows, his eyes became a little cold, and said: "I am now pursuing the daughter of our company leader, as long as I marry her, my life will be better, I have a house and a car, and I don't have to be like now, I still stay in the company to work overtime, and live in such a humble dormitory......"

Zhao Yuan listened to his words, and only felt a buzzing in his head...... Oh my God, is this the truth? What kind of person is he? Is he naïve? Is he fundamentally wrong?

Yes, men, aren't they all full of fame and fortune? In the face of reality, what is love? In the face of money, what is the simple heart of a little girl?

But Zhao Yuan was still unwilling. She raised her head, stared into his eyes, and asked persistently, "Then, the daughter of your company leader, does she like you?"

Qin Yiyu said lightly: "Whether you like it or not, I have to get her." She's the best person to be my wife right now. ”

Zhao Yuan felt that his three views were about to be ruined by his words - how could a person be like this, at first swore like a love saint, and finally threw away the former friendship in the most realistic and simple way?

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yuan asked helplessly, "Have you received all those letters?"

Qin Yiyu nodded, a trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes: "Well, I have received it." ”

Zhao Yuan said in despair: "Give me back." ”

As soon as the two words came out of his mouth, tears burst out of his eyes. She hurriedly turned her head away, sobbing inhibitedly, not wanting him to see it.

Qin Yiyu still just sat beside her indifferently, without any expression of comfort.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Yuan finally held back his crying, and sighed with a sob: "All this is really funny. ”

Qin Yiyu was puzzled, lowered his head and asked, "What's funny?"

Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "It's funny to myself, I'm stupid like an idiot." ”

Qin Yiyu frowned and didn't speak.

Zhao Yuan wrapped himself in the quilt and lay on the bed silently, only to feel that his heart had been broken.

Perhaps all along, he was just playing a game with no results.

But he went through a lot of hardships to find him, thinking that he had found a partner who could grow old together, a lifelong destination.

It turns out that everything is their own wishful thinking and stupidity.

I was so stupid as to take a person's love words as the truth, and mistakenly thought that love could be above all else.

I stupidly wrote to him, comforted him, encouraged him, and thought that his sincerity could be exchanged for his change of heart.

As everyone knows, in the face of money and power, what true love, what is unique, what is forever, what love is meaning, is just a joke for entertainment......

Zhao Yuan wrapped the quilt tightly, only to feel that the broken crimson blood in his heart, without the backbone of the heart, flowed wantonly in his body, flowing through every cell in his body, leaving a deep and heavy pain that was difficult to heal.

After breakfast the next day, Qin Yiyu picked up Zhao Yuan's denim bag and said coldly: "Let's go, I'll take you to the train station." ”

There were fine snowflakes in the sky, and the two stood on the side of the street for a long time, finally waiting for a taxi.

When the taxi driver heard that he was going to the train station, he immediately demanded to pay twice the fare, citing the approaching Chinese New Year and traffic jams.

Zhao Yuan was about to open his mouth to argue, but Qin Yiyu had already quickly agreed: "Let's go, just don't waste time." ”

The car drove for a while, and the radio station in the car played an old song sung by Qi Qin:

"The north wind is blowing the cold streets, the streetlights are pulling out long shadows, the roads walked, the things that have been thought about, seem to be getting farther and longer, and it is becoming more and more difficult to put aside.

How many ordinary nights, you have been the hope I longed to have, too many memories of breakups, as if farther and longer, more and more difficult to put aside.

No one can save the wild current of time, no one can vow to never separate, it's my fault, it's you who missed it, oh...... No one can redeem the wild current of time, no one can understand the definition between gathering and dispersing, too much regret, too much sadness, left in the heart, like a wild current. ”

Zhao Yuan listened and listened, and tears kept flowing out like water in the faucet of a broken valve.

Qin Yiyu silently handed her a pack of napkins and said in a low voice: "Wipe away your tears and forget about me." ”

When she arrived at the train station, Qin Yiyu helped Zhao Yuan carry her bag, found a seat in the hall for Zhao Yuan to sit down, and then went to queue up to buy a ticket for her.

Approaching the Spring Festival, the train station in Lake City is just as crowded. Qin Yiyu didn't know what to do, and came back with two tickets after a while.

Zhao took a look at it from afar, one was a station ticket to Nancheng, and the other was a platform ticket to see him off, and the driving time written on the train ticket was almost up.

Qin Yiyu leaned over and picked up Zhao Yuan's denim bag and said, "Let's go, I'll send you to the car." ”

Coming to the door of the carriage in silence all the way, Qin Yiyu handed her the bag and said in a low voice: "Be careful along the way, take care of yourself." ”

Zhao Yuan numbly took the denim bag, didn't say anything, and squeezed onto the train with the flow of people.

There were a lot of people in the carriage, and Zhao Yuan stood in the crowd with a denim bag on his back, barely grabbing the back of a seat with his hand.

Through the gap in the crowd, she saw that Qin Yiyu had been standing on the edge of the platform outside the window, without a trace of expression on his face, his face was a little pale as white as jade, and his dark eyes were deep.

After a while, the train started slowly. Zhao Yuan's gaze still couldn't control it, staying on Qin Yiyu outside the window.

She saw that the wind was blowing outside, and the cold wind raised the colorful flags that had been hung on the platform to welcome the New Year, and also raised the hem of his dark coat. On such a cold winter day, on such an empty platform, he stood alone, like a firm poplar tree, with all its leaves gone, and only the trunk remained, bleak and lonely.

The speed of the train is getting faster and faster, as if it wants to leave all the past behind mercilessly.

Zhao Yuan could only look through the car window, watching Qin Yiyu's figure get farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, gradually blurred, and finally disappeared into the endless distance......

After the train passed through Xuzhou, Zhao Yuan finally found an empty place to stand on the back of the seat next to him.

Just with a little bit of support, she relaxed, as if she had accumulated a lifetime of tears, and she couldn't hold back anymore and kept flowing down.

There was a man in military uniform sitting opposite the seat, he didn't know why Zhao Yuan was so sad, but he really couldn't stand it, and stood up suddenly, insisting that Zhao Yuan sit in his seat.

Zhao was far from having the strength to excuse himself. She sat weakly in her seat with her denim bag, only to feel that she was actually so tired and helpless.