When the lives that once relied on each other, believed in each other, and became one with each other began to move in the direction of the two extremes, it was not only parting that hurt. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info When those heartfelt cries turned into sharp blades and desperate stabs in his chest, it was more than just hatred.

It is said that hate is love.

We are like this, stubbornly fighting against this fate, stubbornly standing up, accepting destruction again and again, and getting back up again and again in destruction.

If there is anything that can break us to pieces, it must be the cowardice in your heart that is at work, and it begs you to end this endless torture as soon as possible, and you cowardly accept the result and end it.

"What the hell are you trying to do, what's the use of blocking me here?"

At the gate of C University in a certain city, a pair of men and women, Zhou Jing and Xu Yang, were in a stalemate because of something.

"What's the point of you pestering someone who doesn't love you anymore?"

Among them, Zhou Jing was particularly angry, and Xu Yang, who was relatively comparative, was particularly calm.

I saw him holding Zhou Jing's wrist tightly, and he didn't let go no matter how hard Zhou Jing struggled to break free.

"The two of us have been together for ten years, we have known each other since junior high school, and now we are seniors, if you think about it carefully, after such a long period of emotional giving, I may choose to let go because of your simple dislike of me, I'm sorry, I haven't been generous to that extent. Tell you Zhou Jing that my dedication, my efforts, and my changes for so long are all because of you, I love you, I just want to live a good life with you, and I just want to fulfill the promise we made to each other. There is still a week to graduate from the exam, you can graduate from the exam with peace of mind, I will follow our original promise, and when the exam is over, I will take you back to your hometown. I'm already there now

Ready, as soon as we graduate and return to my hometown, I will buy you a house and a car, and then you will obediently marry me and have children. My work has already been arranged, and your work will be arranged after you graduate, so let's start a new family together and live this life in peace, isn't that good? ”

"How many times do I have to tell you before you can understand that I don't like you for a long time, what I ask of you, how much affection I have for us

The requirements have been made clear to you a long time ago, you can't understand me, we don't communicate together, you say yours, I say mine, you can't come in, I don't want to go out, that's the biggest problem. ”

"Communication isn't in place, huh." Xu Yang let out a sneer, and grabbed Zhou Jing's wrist even harder, "Then I'll tell you clearly today, even if I tie you up, I'm going to tie you back, for so many years, it's impossible for you to scatter, why." ”

"I'm not going back with you, I'm either going to go or I'm going to die." Zhou Jing looked at Xu Yang's eyes, seeing herself in his eyes, she understood that if she continued like this, holding on for one more second would make her fall into the abyss.

All feelings don't matter at this moment, she said viciously to Xu Yang: "Unless I die and you go back with my bones, otherwise, don't want me to go back with you and get married, it's ridiculous." ”

"I don't want your bones, I just want your people, I just want you to give me another chance, the feelings in the past few years are not something you can break up, I want to see the due return for my efforts."

"Return, what do you want in return. After so many years, you have paid, have I not paid? I'm really disappointed in you, I don't see a glimmer of hope for the future in you, we don't even quarrel on the same channel, how do you want me to communicate with you in the future, how to live with you. ”

"Alright." Xu Yang let go of Zhou Jing's wrist, and Zhou Jing's wrist had been grabbed and turned black and purple. "I've already said the good things and the bad things very clearly, don't fool me with your illusory writing dreams, you look at what university you studied, what major you studied, and you still think about writing every day, writing novels, writing scripts, I tell you these illusory things, don't use them to prevaricate me, it's impossible, either graduate and go back with me, or, you look at it yourself, I won't pay in vain in the past ten years, I want you to pay the price, don't go back, the consequences, think about it yourself."

After saying that, Xu Yang left angrily, leaving Zhou Jing alone in the corner of the school gate, her legs were so weak that she couldn't stand upright, and her sad eyes couldn't shed a single tear.

"That's right, I just want to write, how can this be called an ethereal thing, this is my dream, my bottom line, my dream to give everything for it."

Zhou Jing defended herself in a self-inflicted manner, and as she spoke, hurtful tears covered her charming eyes with the dark clouds overhead that blocked the sun's rays.

Up to now, 22-year-old Zhou Jing has matured, and she has not shed tears for many years about some trivial things, but this time, she is crying for her dreams, and she is moved and sad that people like herself can have such a luxury as dreams.

Why, why, so many why. Zhou Jing laughed at herself, hurt herself, and hated herself. God just made a joke in a daze, gave himself an illusory dream, he took it seriously, and threatened to pay with his life, follow with everything, have everything, have nothing, have nothing.

Zhou Jing watched the sunlight and the thick dark clouds distance little by little, and wondered whether it was because the dark clouds couldn't withstand the dazzling light, or because the dazzling light could really pierce everything.

"Ding." Zhou Jing's mobile phone rang. She picked up her phone in a daze, and the sight of the sender's name made her heart skip a beat. Xu Yang.

"Jing'er, I've thought about it seriously, I'll change it for you, I'm willing to do whatever you ask me to do, let's live like this, okay."

The text message sent by Xu Yang may be a real confession, but Zhou Jing only feels simply ridiculous.

Forcing a person to be a copy of himself?