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There were no doors, no people, no furnishings, everywhere was empty, tortuous, and some were just dilapidated and desolate.

Dust and smoke filled. Over and over again, there is no exit in sight, no direction.

Suddenly, a tall bronze grandfather clock appeared in sight, standing quietly in the dappled sunlight. Quaint and old, the hands jumping, the pendulum swaying, the Roman numerals flickering, the appearance is both familiar and unfamiliar.

Where have you seen it? Walked over with weak legs, close at hand, but gradually blurred, gone, the floor clock was gone, hidden in the dust.

The heart is swaying and empty.

I went on and saw it, but, paradoxically, was this a door or a window?

Looking down, his heart is pounding, his limbs are stiff, and he can be planted headlong at any time, planted down, planted into the abyss!

No! No, no, no, fear, fear! endless fear!

Who's going to pull me up? Hurry up! I'm going to fall! I can't scream, I can't go back to the house, I tremble, my eyes are dark, my body sinks, I fall headlong...

He crawled up, sweating profusely and damp and cold.

With his eyes wide open and frightened, Xiang Chunzao clutched his chest, it turned out to be a dream!

Why do you always wander around in buildings that seem to be unseemly? What are you looking for? Why are you always alone in your dreams? Helpless, aimless, sometimes scared, sometimes lonely, sometimes feeling nostalgic or hopeful, all kinds of emotions are intertwined, inexplicable.

Every time I wake up, I ask myself, why do I have such a dream, is it a foresight of the future, or is it a reminder of the present?

I wiped the sweat from my face, sat in the dark with my eyes closed, and my heart was beating "poof". Why? Why? Asking himself, Xiang Chunzao lay down again, wrapped the quilt tightly, but he didn't feel sleepy anymore.

I turned my face sideways and looked, and in the dark, there was no longer my husband.

Zhiqiang, Liu Zhiqiang, at this time, you should be satisfied to sleep in Wang Yanyan's arms, right? Do you know that your arrogant old father once took the Wuliangye that had been treasured at home for many years, sat on the bus, followed my footsteps to find the temporary shelter of my parents, and got drunk and shed tears for you?

If he hadn't been burdened by you, why would he have been like this? If you have a conscience, how can you bear it?

Once upon a time, you were his pride! He valued you so much, counted on you, and hoped that you would flourish in your career and live a happy life.

At that time, you were full of ambition, sincere and simple, full of enthusiasm, and now, you are gradually lost in the air of collusion, you are so ambitious about your work, you are careless in your family, and the result is that you have not done both well, but you are not aware of it.

Look at you now, what do you look like?

In the unit, although you can be regarded as having outstanding ability, you can be regarded as a source left and right, and you also compete for an official position, but you are too attentive and have bad friends, but you are addicted to it. At home, you are not diligent, commanding, impatient, ignoring me, not caring for your children, and not snubbing your parents and sisters because of your disobedience.

Liu Zhiqiang, where did you start to get lost under the big poplar tree?

sighed softly, lifted the quilt, stretched out his arm to Chunzao, turned around, looked at the curtains in the dark, and remembered the not very cold night when he fell in love with Liu Zhiqiang.

There were a lot of people coming in and out, rubbing shoulders, and there was some confusion. As soon as I entered, it was pitch black, and Xiang Chun, who was standing in the dark, lost his direction for a while, and I didn't know whether to go left or right?

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her tightly and pulled her down the aisle to the left.

Obediently followed, the darkness covered her crimson face, she knew that it was Liu Zhiqiang's hand, although she had not shaken each other, at this moment, she clearly felt the other party's intentions, and at the same time, she also felt her own heart.

The movie was playing, staring at the screen, the hands holding each other had not been released, and the two of them sat upright, looking in a trance, and their hearts were like hitting a deer.

The lights are on, and the movie is over.

Suddenly pulled out his hand and stood up, panicked, not daring to look at Liu Zhiqiang, Xiang Chunzao felt that he couldn't even walk.

Crowded and surging out of the door, either touching her arms or feet, Liu Zhiqiang's breath lingered around Xiang Chunzao, warm and green, making her heart beat wildly.

The crowd gradually dispersed, losing the noisy background, standing at the door of the movie theater, both of them did not dare to look at each other, and they were extremely restrained.

"Where are we going?" Liu Zhiqiang said.

"It's so late, let's go home. Looking at the tiptoes, Xiang Chunzao's voice was very small.

"I'll give it to you. Liu Zhiqiang rubbed his hands, "I, I want to talk to you." ＂

Xiang Chunzao hesitated.

Liu Zhiqiang insisted: "Let's go, the weather is good tonight, let's take a walk!"

"Hmm. With his head down, Xiang Chunzao avoided the smart light that was looking at him.

The night was low, the moonlight was bright, and before I knew it, I was under the big poplar tree.

Stop and look up, the rich foliage filters the moonlight. I don't know why, I suddenly felt sad, Fang Liwei's shadow flashed, and Xiang Chunzao actually heard a soft sigh in his heart.

"Early spring, early spring!" Liu Zhiqiang's voice rang in his ears.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Turning around, Xiang Chunzao glanced at Liu Zhiqiang, "This big poplar tree has always grown up with me." ＂

"No wonder it's so tall, it's been so many years. Liu Zhiqiang raised his head, "You like this tree very much, right?"

"Well, from childhood to adulthood, I will tell it everything, I like it very much!" Xiang Chunzao touched the wrinkles of the big poplar tree, how sad and helpless was he in the flowing time?

"Early spring, under this big poplar tree, I want to tell you, let me accompany you in the future, okay?" Liu Zhiqiang's words were like a small pebble, "coo-dong", and fell into Xiang Chunzao's heart.

Suddenly, he withdrew his hand that was touching the big poplar tree, and looked at Liu Zhiqiang timidly at Chunzao.

In the moonlight, he was personable and his eyes were burning.

With a trembling heart, Xiang Chun stood there blankly, really?

"I like you, I really like you. Liu Zhiqiang walked over and grabbed Xiang Chunzao's hand.

"I~" Xiang Chunzao suddenly panicked, but he couldn't pull out his hand.

"Promise me! Chun Zao, I really like you!" Holding tightly, Liu Zhiqiang refused to let go of his hand.

"Give me time, let me think about it!" fine beads of sweat appeared on Xiang Chunzao's forehead.

"Don't make me wait too long, okay?" Liu Zhiqiang's voice trembled slightly.

"Hmm. Lowering his head, Xiang Chunzao didn't have the courage to meet the gaze of prayer, "It's so late, it's time to go home." ＂

"I'll take you to your doorstep. Looking at the small building with lights not far away, Liu Zhiqiang was a little reluctant.

"No, let's stop here. Xiang Chunzao's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

"No, if I get intercepted halfway, I'll never be able to recover. Looking at the weak Xiang Chunzao, Liu Zhiqiang suddenly had a strong desire to protect, and even made a joke.

Xiang Chunzao, who was nervous, didn't expect to hear such a sentence, and suddenly relaxed his mood and couldn't help but smile.

"I like you, really. Such a smile once again touched Liu Zhiqiang's heart, he didn't want to continue to wait, "Don't think about it, Liu Hong told me about your family, I know that your current situation is not good, come to me." ”

Xiang Chun was stunned.

"I know we haven't been together for long, but I can see that you are a good and steady girl, I trust my instincts, promise me, be my girlfriend. Looking at Xiang Chunzao's eyes, Liu Zhiqiang's heart was full of hope.

Panicked, Xiang Chunzao lost his concentration and language ability.

"Spring morning, promise me!" Liu Zhiqiang leaned over.

"I promise you, don't come. The snort that was getting closer and closer, his heart trembled, and he couldn't help shouting out to Chunzao.

Stopping closer, Liu Zhiqiang looked at Xiang Chunzao steadily.

Under the moonlight, she was dressed in a long crescent-white windbreaker and straight hair with a shawl, like a snow lotus, clear and graceful.

"Let the big poplar tree testify for us, I will definitely cherish you and bring you happiness, believe me, I will not marry you in this life, and I hope that you will not marry me, you are my lover." Holding Xiang Chunzao's hand on the big poplar tree, Liu Zhiqiang said sincerely.

Without speaking, he raised his head to look up at the big poplar tree, and nodded to Chunzao.

Alas, I nodded my head at that time, and I thought I would be really happy at that time. Lying flat, Xiang Chunzao closed his eyes, and thought about the use of these? The lover's vows cannot stand the test of time the most, and he only complains about the non-person he trusts, and now he is unrecognizable, where should he go? Is it still necessary to keep this deteriorating marriage?