Probably, no one has explored when the term "broken love" originated; However, the state of "falling out of love" must have been around for a long time.

In fact, this state of affairs is so commonplace for a young person! Maybe in the process of Fushun's running, those crazy men and women who skimmed by him are also experiencing this kind of torture! However, even if it is commonplace, that kind of pain is still a closed dilemma, and few people are willing to confide in others.

Fushun didn't know where he was going. In the brightly lit city, every street is spreading endlessly; The leaves of the sycamore trees on the side of the road, regardless of the retention of the branches, are also running aimlessly. The begonias in the flower beds have been transplanted from the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau to this coastal city, and have adapted to the subtropical monsoon climate, and the oval-shaped fruits are swaying in the wind.

He had forgotten how many streets he had run, and the shadow behind him had long since been thrown away, and there was still a difficult crossroads in front of him, neon lights shining with incomprehensible symbols. But no matter how much he ran, he couldn't escape the deep sea. The beacon lights on the lighthouse on the sea seem to be deliberately chasing light for him......

He stopped and sat on the edge of the wet road. This is the most tranquil bay in the western part of the sea, with waves crashing on the shore near and fishing fires in the distance...... The child who wanted to cry without tears looked at the nearby reef, and there was a familiar drifting bottle between the cracks in the rocks. "Hehe......" Fu Shun sneered, "How many fools like me are still in this world, delusional about an impossible love!" ”

Fu Shun kept beating his chest, like the raging waves crashing against the shore. He just wanted to make himself cry out of tears, but it was all in vain, the pain in his heart and chest only numbed him, and memories and reality woke him up from this numbness, and the cycle continued, this torture almost the same rate as his heartbeat, and the moist air penetrated into every pore of his body.

The rain became heavier and heavier, causing water to seep out of the already wet clothes. Fu Shun closed his eyes slightly, and his mind was full of pictures of Xiang Yu and Jun Yong hugging. So, poor man, he didn't even dare to blink an eye. He would rather watch the distant lighthouse glow with a little starlight in the fog, then dilated and blurred in his pupils......

No matter how this pain invades, Fushun just can't shed a single tear. But it was this "strength" that made him suffer more. yes, what's the reason to shed tears? The person you have forgotten about has suddenly returned to your life. Aren't you already planning to turn her away from her? So, what reason do you have to interfere with someone else's love?

But why is it Shi Junyong again? Yes, he is a regular worker, he is more decent than himself, but doesn't he already have Ma Yunmei? He hugged Xiang Yu, what should Ma Yunmei do? Shi Junyong has the appearance of Pan An, but he has the heart of Chen Shimei!

So, are you feeling sorry for Ma Yunmei? Angry at Shi Junyong? Or are you grieving for Li Xiangyu? Maybe not, this inexplicable pain, you must be feeling sorry for yourself. The serial images became clear at this point, as well as the heart-warming words......

I have to admit that the love between Xiangyu and Fushun is ethereal. Whether it is the haze at the beginning of the germination, or the fiery heat of the communication process; Whether it's a longing for each other or a dream of a shared commitment...... One qiē, all without any foundation! It is because of this ethereal that it becomes even more beautiful. The most beautiful flowers bloomed in the youth, condensed into a crystal deep in the heart of the first love, and tasted the sweetness of love in the pure and immaculate first love......

Regarding the dream of love, Fushun has been doing it for five years. This child we watched grow up has already taken on the responsibility of a family with immature shoulders, almost all of his monthly income is sent back to Yangjiawan, he has not planned for his future, he only knows that the home that makes him worry is like a swollen spell is encountering one disaster after another!

The day before yesterday, he received a letter from Yangjiawan. The letter said that Xiang Yu followed her godfather and they went to Yangjiawan, which surprised her. What was even more surprising was what Xiang Yu said to Sister Shufen, Sister Shufen also praised this "sister-in-law", and repeatedly told Brother Fushun to cherish such a good girl!

But the "good girl" had now fallen into the arms of another man. What qualifications do you have to cherish it? Xiang Yu paid a qiē that moved him, he wanted to find a time to say "thank you" to Xiang Yu, but before he could do so, she had already come outside the construction site to "show off" her latest love!

So what should he do now? Recalling the qiē I have done in the past few years, I am all struggling for this ethereal love. But in the process of pursuing his dreams, he experienced the warmth of family affection and the preciousness of friendship; I learned the skills to survive in the city and felt the joy of working on a construction site. Sometimes, he forgets about the world in the book, and then looks down on the world from the air; Sometimes, he will also drink a few glasses of wine, learn to be calm in the wine, and forget the hardships in the wine.

Am I going to get out of here? "No!" Fushun's heart quickly dismissed this idea. He likes the city and the rows of high-rise buildings. There always seemed to be a magical force that ruled over him, and controlled him to explore the mystery behind the architecture. Jun Yong said that there is no city with the most comprehensive architectural style, the most perfect urban construction and the broadest architectural prospects in Haixi City! Young hearts, you feel less than the tip of the iceberg in this city!

So, I should stay here and go back to the construction site of the Financial Tower! In another month, the eagle will take off. Advanced imported materials have decorated the building into one with the universe, and the scientific water, electricity, refrigeration and heating systems are like the blood vessels of the human body, covering the body of the building...... Yes, stay, fight for a company like this, and go to the next project - only on the top of the towering building can he touch the blue sky in his heart......

The rain soaked his clothes, but Fushun's cold heart began to warm. He tried to stand up, but his numb legs left him with no strength. The slippery road was full of water, which flowed into the sea at your feet - if the tide was high in summer, the road would be flooded.

Fushun struggled to stand up, he had just stood up and turned around, before his left foot could be lifted, a hard object under his foot tripped him, and he stumbled, and he slid into the middle of the road...... A speeding car stopped in front of him, and the dazzling headlights shook so that he couldn't open his eyes, and he was scared away just after finding a little soul......

Before Fushun could stand up, a person had already gotten out of the car. "You don't have fucking eyes! Looking for death on the road in the middle of the night! It seemed that the driver who came down was also frightened, and he scolded while taking a closer look. Not dead, are you? ”

Fushun struggled to stand up, bowed and nodded, and said, "I'm sorry!" "The drizzle in front of the headlights is as thin as a silver thread, gently tapping on the road.

"Get out!" The driver yelled and prepared to get back into the car.

Fushun reluctantly pushed to the side of the road. The back door of the car was opened, and a girl in a white dress stepped down, and the driver hurriedly went over to hold the door and take the umbrella, smiling all over his face. Fu Shun lowered his head, praying in his heart that the rich lady of which family would never come over to play the lady's temper again......

"Liu Fushun? How are you? Why are you so virtuous? ”

"Ma Yunmei?"

"Dad, it's Liu Fushun......" Yunmei shouted at the car.

"Tell him to get in the car, why are you wandering around here in the middle of the night?" A voice came from the car......

The driver, who had just been untouchable, immediately opened the co-pilot's door and invited an acquaintance who had "met by chance" to get into the car. Fushun was overwhelmed by this series of "suddenness" and got into the car like a puppet.

Ma Ziang sat in the back row and nodded at him, and when his daughter got in the car, he said, "Meimei, don't worry too much!" When my father was young, he watched a movie called "Broken Love", which is a work by the famous director Mr. Zhang Shichuan. I think it's better than the Hong Kong movies you watch in the cinema now, and it's about ......."