"I'm getting married. ”

"Yes. ”

"Are you here that day?"

"Of course you have to go! Why don't you go?"

Zheng Yang looked at Lin Xi and said indifferently, at this time his heart seemed to be stabbed by ten thousand knives, and he was a little out of breath in pain, but he still had to pretend to be indifferent, he wanted to tell Lin Xi that even if you left me, my life would still be calm.

"Well, here's the invitation, dress decently that day. ”

Lin Xi said, took out the jubilant red invitation from her newly bought LV bag, and then put it on the table and pushed it to Zheng Yang, Zheng Yang picked up the invitation, put it in his hand, and turned it upside down.

"What are you doing?"

"Your marriage must be very weighty. ”

Zheng Yang smiled happily, then stuffed the invitation card into his pocket of clothes, drank all the coffee that was already cold in one go, got up and picked up his coat.

"Are you leaving?" Lin Xi raised his head and looked at Zheng Yang.

Zheng Yang nodded and said, "I'm different from you, I still have to live, and I don't have much time to waste in this warm coffee house." ”

After speaking, Zheng Yang put on his coat and walked out of the coffee house without looking back, it was already the end of autumn at this time, the weather became cold, and the wind blew on Zheng Yang's face, making him feel extremely dry.

Lin Xi is his girlfriend who has been talking about it in college, and it is also his first love. He carefully cared for this love, stayed in this strange southern city, worked hard, struggled desperately, wanted to get ahead, and wanted to give her a happy life.

But his life is still like this, ordinary, unremarkable, to be precise, there is nothing so far.

"Let's break up. ”

"Why?"

"I don't see a future that belongs to us. ”

She finally said such words, just three days ago, Zheng Yang looked into her eyes, trying to find a trace of the familiar tenderness about the past, but it turned out to be nothing.

Zheng Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, he didn't know why, it was warm, when sadness flowed backwards, was it like this?

After graduating from college, he joined a small advertising agency as a copywriter.

Getting up early and working late, the evil capitalist keeps squeezing his surplus value, and it is placed on the table every day, which must be a thick copy.

Endless meetings, endless copywriting, all kinds of evil office rules, all kinds of interpersonal relationships, everyone wears a disgusting mask, and the hypocrisy is extreme. This kind of life makes Zheng Yang extremely bored, but in order to give her happiness, he has endured it and endured everything that life has to offer.

Now it seems that everything is so funny. Life has cut off the last vestige of his insistence, laughing at all his efforts like a clown.

Back in the office, as soon as he sat down, the manager directly threw a copy directly into Zheng Yang's face, which caught Zheng Yang off guard.

The manager scolded: "How did you make so many mistakes with such a simple thing!"

Zheng Yang looked at the copywriting on the table, completely stunned, this copywriting was not his responsibility, yesterday Xiao Liu was in a hurry, and he begged in a low voice to help him complete this copywriting.

Flipping through the copywriting and browsing the content inside, the anger in Zheng Yang's heart slowly surged into his heart, wouldn't this guy check it, there is no problem with the second half of the part he helped him do, why did there be so many mistakes in the first half of what he did himself!

Zheng Yang glanced at Xiao Liu, who was casually writing copywriting with his head down, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"Manager, this copywriting should be Xiao Liu's responsibility. Zheng Yang said silently.

"I don't care who is responsible, it's yours who wrote it, and you have to be responsible for it!" The manager said fiercely, "Make me a new copy immediately, otherwise you don't have to do it!"

There are some funny office rules, Xiao Liu is the younger brother of the boss Xiao San, this is a well-known thing, it is obviously the copywriting that Xiao Liu handed in, and he made a mistake, because after his own hands, all the responsibility fell on himself.

This is a society of human feelings, a society of relationships, Zheng Yang picked up the copy, rummaged through the information, and prepared to revise the copy, he was used to such office rules, maybe after work, Xiao Liu would find himself to drink, apologize to himself on the wine table, and choose to forgive him for the interpersonal harmony in the office

Just about to start writing, Zheng Yang saw that the boss accompanied three customers to the company, no need to think, it must be the customer to accept the advertising plan, I don't know if the plan he handed in a few days ago was picked up by the manager, thinking, Zheng Yang picked up the document and went to the conference room.

Zheng Yang sat at the end of the conference room, and the main purpose of this meeting was to explain three new advertising plans to the customer, and the first few plans were rejected by the customer.

Xiao Liu explained the PPT on the stage, which was a new advertising proposal, and the structure of the whole case was logical, innovative, and very interesting, unlike the previous plans, which were too rigid.

Zheng Yang looked at the plan and clenched his fists tightly, the ideas of this plan were all from the case he submitted, but he changed some details and the name of the final planner.

You don't need to look at it to know that this must have come from the manager, and his case was only seen by the manager.

The boss smiled faintly and looked at Xiao Liu, the customers seemed to be very satisfied with the case, Xiao Liu accepted the praise of the customers with peace of mind, the manager was attentive beside the boss, Zheng Yang saw all this in his eyes, felt a burst of dizziness in his head, and anger slowly buried his reason.

Zheng Yang stood up silently, came to Xiao Liu's side, and directly slammed Xiao Liu's notebook to the wall, the notebook instantly fell apart, and the entire conference room instantly fell into a strange silence.

Xiao Liu looked at Zheng Yang with an indifferent face in horror, Zheng Yang smiled faintly, and smashed Xiao Liu to the ground with one punch, and everyone looked at Zheng Yang like a madman.

"Zheng Yang, what do you want to do!" The manager blew his beard and stared at Zheng Yang, and the customer and the boss drank water and looked at Zheng Yang in surprise.

"Manager, I'm going to resign, for specific reasons, I don't need to tear my face. Zheng Yang said silently.

The manager stole Zheng Yang's creativity to please others, naturally it was a loss, and he couldn't speak, the boss heard Zheng Yang's words, glanced at the manager, and the manager had to smile awkwardly.

After speaking, Zheng Yang put his case in front of the boss, who opened it and looked at it, coughed, and glanced at the manager reproachfully.

"Xiao Zheng, since you don't want to do it, let's go. The boss said, "Go to the finance department and settle this month's salary." ”

The boss comforted the customer, and left the company with the customer, presumably to dinner, everyone will not delve into this matter, after all, Xiao Liu is also the boss's brother-in-law, stealing other people's ideas, it is just a trivial matter.

Zheng Yang's head was still a little dizzy, and even appeared in a short period of tinnitus, the conference room was in a mess, everyone in the office looked at Zheng Yang, the financial settlement of the salary, he very indifferently packed up his things and left this hypocritical place.

Walking aimlessly on the road covered with dead leaves, his ears were filled with the chaotic sounds, the honking of cars, the sound of engines, the sound of exhaust gases, stuffed his ears, stuffed the whole road, stuffed the whole world.

He looked at the clear sky, and suddenly found that his body was empty, but it was still warm, which was really inexplicable.

After walking for a while, Zheng Yang saw an ATM of the Bank of China, he walked in, stuffed his bank card into it, and the balance showed that the whole 30,000 yuan, which was all his savings after struggling for more than a year in this strange southern city.

"Yangyang, if we could have a camera, I would be able to capture every moment we were together, make it into a photo album, and when we were old, we would sit on a chair together, wearing reading glasses, and reminiscing about the past. ”

Visiting the mall that day, she took a fancy to a Sony camera, 50,000 yuan, which is undoubtedly a huge amount of money for them to live a makeshift life, the kind of life she said is really a luxury for them, but he still wrote it down, after work, he did two part-time jobs, saved the money, obviously, there is still some distance from that beautiful life.

He shook his head self-deprecatingly, even if he took out the 30,000 yuan, he found a gift shop, bought a red envelope, and stuffed the 30,000 yuan into it, her wedding must be very weighty, and his share of the money must also be enough.

With a long sigh of relief, he packed up the 30,000 yuan, walked out, and walked back to the small building he rented from Lin Xi that was less than 80 square meters and left in the 70s.

The house seemed a little empty at this time, Lin Xi had already taken all her things away, and did not leave anything that could be remembered by herself, so it was okay, and her future life would not have anything to do with her.

Lying on the double bed where he and Lin Xi had lingered, the tip of his nose lingered with the familiar smell, and the warm feeling in Zheng Yang's heart became more and more intense.

In this era, love can die in the hands of the mother-in-law, in the hands of the house, in the hands of Daben, in the hands of the best friends, in the hands of brothers, in the hands of the mistress, and in the hands of the mistress. But where is my love dead?

I carefully maintained, desperately maintained, but she still left, walked so naturally, resolutely, I finally understood the height of life, the ideal low, the gap in between, with the so-called love, after all, not enough, my life was not the world she should stay in.

I TM turned out to be lost to life!

Zheng Yang was about to go crazy by the warm feeling, he took out a few white pills from the bedside table, he ate them in one go, and then he was groggy and fell asleep completely.

In his dream, he saw a beautiful lavender garden, a beautiful house, a garden full of fruit trees, fruitful, vegetables in the vegetable field, growing very well, everything was so peaceful and natural.

He woke up suddenly, rubbed his slightly aching head, everything in the dream was so familiar, it was the little life he had always longed for, with the person he loved the most, self-sufficient, and a life without worries.

He didn't want to stay in this city any longer, since he came out to go to college, that small mountain village, he hadn't been back for a long time.

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