"I like you." The woman said lightly while fiddling with the wine glass in her hand.

"I have a wife." The man touched the ring on his hand.

"I don't care, I just want to know, how you feel. Do you like me? ”

The man looked up at the woman opposite. 24 years old, young, energetic, quite a good age. Fair skin, vibrant body, bright, talking eyes. What a nice girl, alas.

"If you like me too, I mind being your lover." The woman finally couldn't wait any longer, so she added.

"I love my wife." The man replied firmly.

"Do you love her? What do you love for her? Now she should be old and decrepit, and she can't see anyone. Otherwise, the company's dinner, why never see you bring her"

The woman wanted to continue, but after coming into contact with the man's cold gaze, she dispelled the idea.

quiet

"What do you like about me?" The man spoke.

"Mature, steady, very manly in his manners, and knows how to care about people, many, many more. Anyway, unlike the people I've met before, you're special. ”

"Do you know what I was like more than a decade ago?" The man lit a cigarette.

"I don't know. I don't care, even if you've been in jail. ”

"More than ten years ago, I was the ordinary man you see now." The man ignored the woman and continued.

"Graduated from an ordinary university, work is not going well, drinking all day, tantrums. Ignore the girl, and because he went to a nightclub to find a lady, he was caught doing something wrong. ”

"Then how" the woman became interested and wondered what made the man convert.

"Because of her?"

"Hmm."

"She's the one who always seems to be able to see things inside. Teach me a lot of things, so that I don't care too much about gains and losses, don't care too much about what is in front of me, and try to be kind to others. At that time, I was in front of her, like a child who had nothing to do. It was really strange at that time, and according to my temper, I listened to her the most. According to what she said, accept the reality, I knew that I was useless, so I worked hard, and at the end of that year, my work improved a little, and we got married. ”

The man flicked the ashtray and continued.

"At that time, it was a hard time. Two people, one bed, and a pitiful amount of furniture at home. You know? A year after I got married, I bought her first diamond ring and saved up for more than half a year. Of course, it was saved behind her back. If she knew, she wouldn't let her. ”

"At that time, I was in bad health because of tobacco and alcohol. In the winter, she would make me soup every night before going to bed. Only she can make that taste. ”

The man was so absorbed in his memories that he forgot the time, and just kept telling about the past. And the woman, without the slightest intention of interrupting, listened quietly. By the time the man noticed the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Now, can you understand? I can't, and won't, do anything sorry for her. ”

"Ah, got it. Losing to someone like this is convinced! The woman shook her head helplessly.

"But when I get to her age, I'll be better."

"Hmm. Then you can find a better man. Isn't it? ”

"It's late, the soup at home is going to be cold, I'll send you back." The man stood up and wanted to send the woman.

"No, I'll go back by myself." The woman waved her hand.

"Go back, don't keep her waiting."

The man smiled knowingly and turned to leave.

"Is she pretty?"

"Well, it's beautiful."

The figure of the man disappeared into the night. Leave the woman, in front of the candle, in a daze. The man got home, pushed open the door, went straight into the bedroom, and turned on the lamp. Along the edge of the bed, he sat down.

He whispered to the counter, "I'm sorry. These three words contain too much pain and bitterness.

Ten years ago.

When we graduate from college, where should we sail, the relentless waves of society have broken through each other's fantasy paradise, and finally the last is to hold hands and look at each other with tears in their eyes, or to get together with mountains and rivers, and what awaits the unknown future. After graduation, just three words announced the end of the four years of college, what is taken away and what cannot be taken away will become a film film like the past, and the traces of youth will always stop in the past years, watching on the shore, the flow of time and the verdant years of time.

Under the dim street lamp, a man passed by a row of lamp beads alone, stopped under the last street lamp, he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, looking at her with a happy face, a white dress was quiet and peaceful under the reflection of the light, long hair shawl, slim and standing.

"How are you doing?" The woman said calmly

"It's good, the internship feels good, and I can use everything I have learned." The man said excitedly

The woman's expression was a little cold, but it was hidden by the night. She looked at the man with a little complicated eyes, then turned to look ahead, and did not speak, the man was a little suspicious of her movements, and swallowed back the words he just wanted to speak.

"Let's go." The woman said, pointing ahead.

"How about going where you used to go, then," the man suggested in the direction of her finger

The woman didn't speak, but walked straight forward, and the figure under the street lamp looked slender. The man looked at her back in place, lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head sharply, his eyes stared at her not far away, looking complicated and disbelieving, he took a deep breath and followed her steps.

He and she walked side by side in silence, the night scene was really blurry and hesitant, the plane trees on both sides of the street were deliberately displayed in the June weather, the shadows of the trees watched the two quietly, and tomorrow night everything was already predestined.

"Let's—break up." The woman stopped and said flatly

"Why" The man stopped, a hoarse voice sounded, and he turned to look at the woman with a sharp gaze.

"No why." The woman's tone remained the same

"Okay, really good, good not why." The man suddenly laughed, hadn't he already guessed it just now?

"Can't you just give a reason?"

The woman looked ahead and smiled.

"What I want" the woman paused, turned to look at the man, and said word by word

"You can't give it, let's get together and disperse."

The man was silent, yes, she asked for it, he couldn't give it, but the three-year relationship broke down in an instant, and he was unwilling. But what if he was unwilling, he had no way to keep it.

Seeing that he was silent, the woman looked back at the street behind her, the tall buildings in the distance, everything around her, waved her hand behind her and walked forward, the light stretched her figure longer and longer, and only heard a clear and pleasant voice to the man's ear.

"We—so be it."

The man looked at her back, stunned in place, he remembered that the first time he saw her was under the stairs at the entrance of the library, dressed in white fluttering, with long green hair with wisps of fragrance, the second time they met in the classroom corridor in the afternoon, he accidentally knocked over the books in her hand, and saw her beautiful white face in a hurry, crisp and pleasant and his apologetic voice intertwined: "I'm sorry, I'll pick it up for you, I'm really sorry" "It's okay". So at dusk after the rain that day, he said his inner confession anxiously and began to pay his heart for three years. He froze here, his body seemed to be drained of the hollow, but he was dazed and motionless by the faint pain in his heart, and he felt that all this was helpless, and he couldn't speak in a dull manner. It's just that the three-year relationship has disappeared in just a few words, and the so-called oath can't stop the charm of worldly money, no, it's just a doomed ending without resistance. Lit a cigarette and looked in the direction she left, watching her enter a gray modified BMW with a smile on her face, leaving a pile of smoke and dust behind without mercy. He smiled bitterly and sat under the tree looking at the dark starry sky for a long time, the quiet night was the last funeral of his so-called love, and the street lamps flickered for him. He took a deep breath, his eyes condensed and his fists clenched, and he thought to the dark sky: one day I will see, yes, this will all change.

In the dark night, this is Chen Xu's unwilling to whisper, or a doomed failure, God knows.