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I'm not stupid in a very delicate balance, but what can I do? Forcibly tear this sky that has not yet burned?

I feel very sorry for Wan'er, when I hugged her tightly after taking the photo, I could feel the tiredness and faint loss on her body, but I still had to pretend to be extremely happy.

It's not a forced smile, but looking at an extremely sincere smile, Wan'er obviously knows that such a system and emotional maintenance is unreasonable, but for me, she succumbs, her heart, or rather, every girl's heart, is tormented, right? They just want to monopolize me alone, they just want to live a good life with me alone, my side, my world, they should be enough alone.

But I obviously can't do it, and now, I can't do it, I'm a person who can't give up.

That's why I have to keep talking about dreams and success, at least, so that I can feel more at ease.

To get ahead is nothing more than an excuse for yourself.

Every girl's feelings are in such a sunny world, upside down.

When Lin Qianxiao's hair skimmed over my cheeks, I realized a problem, being a scumbag is not too entangled, the most disturbing thing is that this scumbag still wants to be a less scumbag man, and he has to have good thoughts about everything as a bad person, and he really wants to kill people.

But what can I do, this is what I should do, and what I must, the only balance, just like people worship faith, my belief is, I forge ahead, and the girls will understand me.

This is also a good time for domestic contradictions to transfer to foreign contradictions.

I can't help but feel deep admiration for my own wisdom and foresight, worthy of Jiang Ye, hiahiahia.

After a casual look at the lake for a while, we came to the last part of Xiamen University, where there are tunnels full of graffiti, recording the stories of university life in the past ten years.

The moment I entered the tunnel, I even felt that Xiamen University should be called CM, we look at the spirit of a university, often mention its architectural style first, but in fact, this is an externalized cultural core, famous schools, are all culturally rich, you such as Z large, and in front of me these graffiti, may be a little improper, except for those damn tourists pretending to write the handwriting of the mentally handicapped to visit here, the rest are basically presentable, remarkable, like stars in the vast night sky

Some things that are rotten still have to be taken out and said, such as the sentence, "I love you. Good bye. The bright red handwriting was quite conspicuous in the series of dense graffiti.

I haven't heard this story, and many people stop by there, but I can probably guess the plot, right? After graduation, it's the season to break up, the next intersection, it may be Tiannan Haibei, I love you, but there is no way, the pressure of life makes me have to say goodbye to you.

We all stopped, and Qin Wan said, "If you really love that girl in your heart, you should follow her footsteps, the two should understand each other, there will always be a way, if this is written by a boy, it can only be said that he does not have the courage and responsibility to be with that girl." ”

"So, Wan'er, you are a princess on top, you don't understand the hardships of life, I know a lot of seniors, the relationship is very good, in addition to personal reasons, there are also many who go away when they graduate, work assignment, busy, trivial, every day in this city is torment, both of them have nothing, how to live, Brother Ye has said more than once, it is difficult to produce a noble son from a poor family, give you ten years, your wife is 30 or 40 years old, still struggling at the bottom, will you be willing?" Yu'er said a little sadly.

"Parents often say that the two of you are together, there is this is not good, that is not good, we often feel very annoyed, I know a lot of such people, for love, desperate, or went to another city, or stayed in Hangzhou, but in the end, without exception, they all broke up, she or he quarreled over a little thing, broke up, the relationship deteriorated, and left the warm cottage with scars, they will understand that life is far more complicated than they think, and the big city is not a blood to live."

"This is in a big city, let's go to a third- or fourth-tier city."

"Will a girl who has lived in a big city follow you home? Go to a small county town where the facilities are not perfect? Both sides will have their own opinions, and it would be nice to be able to compromise, but most, at least I've seen them, break up. Yan Yu'er shrugged her shoulders.

"Let's go see something else." Qin Wan doesn't like to dwell too much on these questions that she doesn't know, and when she walks inside, there are all kinds of quite interesting graffiti, and I even found a DOTA-related pattern of "The Scourge Legion is Marching for Victory", the alchemist of Dota 1 is lifelike, and next to him, is half of Arthas's face.

Isn't this an eclectic mix of diverse cultures?

I feel a little emotional, this is college life, like me playing DOTA, shouldn't I also open my eyes and take a good look at the world? (Then I turned around and found that the coldest thing is still DOTA amorous.) ）

We walked side by side, silently, there were not too many tourists, everyone was taking pictures, Qin Wan took a few photos casually, saying that it was a little cold here, and when we wanted to go out, we saw another small corner, with not too good words written, "I love you, no more." ”

This is obviously a somewhat shoddy imitation of the latecomers, but people, after all, there is still a little bright hope, after all, there is always true love in 10 pairs of broken love.

After the joy of the bed, there are still long-term guards.

The tunnel is long, there are many corners, there are small surprises, I saw a lot of whimsical ideas and patterns, portraits and names, at that time, Xiamen students, what kind of mood did they have to write this whole tunnel?

The only pity is that the tunnel is closed, there is no light at the end, we can only go back the way we came, and in some parts of the tunnel, there is indeed a cold that seeps into the bone marrow.

I smiled and said, "It's really cold here, are there lonely ghosts who like to graffiti in the tunnels?" ”

"You, you, you like to talk about these things that you don't have, superstition." She scoffed, but on the eaves of the wall where she came back, there was indeed a small corner with a pair of blood-colored blue eyes, which was a bit bluffing, I just glanced at it and looked away, and Su Rong's body was stunned.

Coming out of the tunnel, Su Rong suddenly grabbed my hand. "Jiang night, Putuo Temple will not be visited, let's go to see Gulangyu. Then I'll rest and go home tomorrow. Su Rong's hands were a little cold, and I hurriedly clenched them.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm a little tired, husband." Su Rong's face didn't look very good, after all, Qin Wan and Su Rong were wearing high heels, and they had been walking for almost half an hour, and it took more than an hour to go back and forth, so they were naturally tired.

I nodded, "Then let's take a taxi to the dock and take a boat." ”

After walking a few more steps, I found that Su Rong was in a cold sweat on her forehead, her lips were not bloody, and her body suddenly softened.