After coming out of Guo's house, Li Xin said that he wanted to have dinner with a friend above the temple, so he couldn't accompany me back to the inn.

We parted, and she drove north to the Peace Gate, while I walked slowly in the direction of the inn.

After a few steps, he pulled a key out of his pocket. When I took it out and looked at it, I found that it was Tang Xiaoyun's door key. , then remembered what she had told when she left, maybe the green plants on the balcony should also be watered.

Tang Xiaoyun rarely and carefully pasted the room number on the key, and also used a layer of scotch tape to protect it, perhaps because she was afraid that if she installed it on me for a long time, her handwriting would be worn out.

It's not very far from Quchifang, I plan to go to Tang Xiaoyun's house, and I'm very good at watering flowers or something.

After living in the chaos and noisy time and space for a long time, people always hope for an abandoned corner, where there should be no noise and noise. I put in my stomach the words I just heard at the door of the Guo family's mansion, those things I don't know, maybe only time can give me the answer.

I soon came to Quchifang, and the security guard was on duty at the entrance of the community, and when the handsome security guard saw me approaching, he asked me if I was the owner of the building. I shook the key in front of the security guard and said that Miss Tang was my sister.

Successfully entered the gate, and waited for a long time before following an uncle into the unit door. Tang Xiaoyun's is placed on the top floor, standing on the balcony of this house, I can clearly see the South Lake, I think when she is in a bad mood, she will stand here and overlook the South Lake.

There are a variety of bonsai and plants on the balcony, and there are many varieties in full bloom that I like. When I looked at the past one variety after another, I actually found that these flowers and green plants were all mentioned by me in front of Tang Xiaoyun before. Her room has my favorite potted plants and plants, but when the flowers I like bloom and I don't have a chance to see them.

I know that there is always a bouquet of flowers in this world that blooms for me, but the most distressing thing is that it has withered when I see it.

The watering can was full, and I poured aside all the brushes that needed to be watered, and none of the drought-tolerant things that would not dry up for a while would not be given my boon.

There is not a single photo in the living room, people who don't know the situation enter this living room, and they will probably think that this is an old-fashioned old pedant room, the TV wall is very beautifully made, below is a mahogany platform, and there is a calligraphy hanging on the sofa opposite, and the inscription and seal are all fonts I don't know, and the living calligrapher is probably not a famous artist.

The European-style sofa is neatly organized, as if no one has ever sat on it before. On the coffee table was a box of slender women's cigarettes, which looked like they hadn't been touched in a long time.

Nothing I saw seemed real, but it was in front of me.

At this moment, I was finally relieved, maybe it was the right choice for me to separate from Tang Xiaoyun. She's finally living the life I wish she had, and I think I should be relieved at this moment in addition to blessings.

I once posted a talk in QQ space, I said: "If you will think of me inadvertently in the future, please don't forget that I once loved you deeply." As long as you're better than me, there's nothing I can't forget! ”

I can't be sure if Tang Xiaoyun will suddenly think of me in the middle of the night, will she understand that we once truly loved each other?

The story becomes a thing of the past, a relationship ends, no one can go back to the past, I can't, and I can't come to Tang Xiaoyun.

In fact, she is much smarter than me, she has practiced calligraphy in a good way, and the test questions she has done are reasonable, but I still don't understand, why does she want to go back to the old days?

She lived a life where she didn't need to run around for food and clothing, lived a life that many women envied but didn't have the courage to approach, a life of confidence and conceit in the eyes of everyone who pretended to be puzzled, all the gossip in this world had nothing to do with her, and all the pointing and pointing behind her had nothing to do with her. She lived so bravely, facing everything like a warrior. But why did she turn around, get closer to me, and relive some memories?

The bedroom is clean and tidy, and the bed sheets are still the ones we used in Bali Village, which we bought for 200 yuan on Rehabilitation Road, and now they are a little old, but they are full of memories.

Her clothes hung neatly in the closet, and my first suit in my life hung quietly in the corner. That was what I wore when I attended the school orientation party as the host, and Tang Xiaoyun spent half a month's living expenses to order it for me on Wenyi Road. If I hadn't seen this suit here tonight, I wouldn't have remembered it.

Tang Xiaoyun finally lived in a spacious and bright garden house, which has an elevator to enter the house directly, 24-hour security, and property services like a private butler. She was undoubtedly lucky to have a view of the South Lake, where the cleanest sunshine and freshest air were the first to pass through in the morning. She has a million-dollar luxury car, she carries more than 10,000 Hermes, and Sthanodd's underwear.

The past life finally seems extremely ridiculous, I always thought that I was very happy when there was a seat on the 603 road at the entrance of Bali Village, and I always felt that the scarecrow leather bag of 300 yuan was also very modern, and I thought that it was also fashionable to live in an urban village and wear the underwear of urban beauty.

But today, as I sit in the most expensive part of the city, in a house with a wide view, thinking about those innocent pasts that I can never go back to, I feel a kind of sourness in my heart that is difficult to explain.

When I finally had the courage to admit that I was incapacitated, couldn't earn a lot of money and couldn't afford to buy a house and a car, there were already people who had no mood to wait, and had already disappeared into the smoke and rain and red dust that I could never see clearly.

Life is like a horse galloping not far ahead, you can see the flying dust, but you can never touch the smooth horse's belly.

Tang Xiaoyun has a diary on her bedside, and she must have had the heart to leave it for me to read. On the top of the diary, there is the key I gave her when we were in love, and the lock is locked in the diary.

Her handwriting is still so beautiful, the words are like her person, and she has an extremely strong faith, courage and determination in choosing her own way of life.

Most of the words in the diary are not much nutritious, all the misfortunes in life seem to be around her, those frost-like grievances are more than Xu Zhimo, all her thoughts and repentance, and finally can't beat the ruthless letting go.

Everyone has the right to choose their own lifestyle, and she is undoubtedly lucky. Towards the end, I saw a sentence in Tang Xiaoyun's diary.

She wrote: "There was a traffic accident on the Ring Road, and the technical department decided that it was an ordinary traffic accident, but who knew that there was a big secret hidden behind it? ”