A broken heart, can't piece together yesterday, can't restore the past, and there are some obsessions that can't be let go of make Mei Ying hate herself. He was everywhere in the room, in every glass she raised, in every unspoken word, between her furrowed brows, in every teardrop that was about to fall.

Xu Ran and Yan Ling came, they used up all the words that could comfort her, gradually, she changed from howling to low sobbing, she vented, every cry slowly stretched her heart, making her wake up that her future is no longer without his traction, she should plan the rest of her life well, and let go of all her love for Leng Xu and the sorrow of his departure.

"Sister, you haven't seen you for a few months, you have lost weight again, don't think about anything now, first take care of your body, how easy is it for a woman to go outside to work hard, at present, it is not suitable for you to go far away. I have opened a cold cup now, and the business is quite good, if you are bored at home, you can come to my store to play, and I can drink with you every day, you are always alone at home, we are not at ease. ”

Xu Ran still treats her as before, but he really regards her as his own sister, and he knows more and more that he can't enter her world.

"Ranran, do you have a bed in the store? I'll go to live with you for a while, you're right, every day my sister goes to work and leaves, always alone at home will inevitably be cranky, your cold cup is not only open at night, find a few people to play mahjong during the day, whether you win or lose, just think about 258, 369, and other things later. In fact, Mei Ying didn't want to stay at home because she was afraid that Qiangzi would come to her, she was afraid that she would be soft-hearted and couldn't stand his blind begging, she was afraid that because of his resemblance to Leng Xu and even godlike, she coveted his arms, but her heart was wandering. Her feelings had already fallen into Leng Xu's body, and she didn't want to cry anymore and fell into Qiangzi's arms.

"Okay, that's a good idea, every weekend I call a few former colleagues to chat together, and occasionally a few of us can go out to have fun, Qingcheng Mountain, Emei Mountain can be." As soon as the words fell, Yan Ling couldn't help but slap her mouth, she felt that she shouldn't say Emeishan, Mei Ying knew that she was unintentional, and smiled at her and said that it was okay.

When she was with Leng Xu, Mei Ying often drank heavily, she liked the feeling of being slightly drunk, she liked Leng Xu's meticulous care of her, she would be drunk and half-closed to watch him take off her shoes and wipe her face for her, and it was undoubtedly a great pleasure to be pampered by her beloved man. And in the future, she wants to make herself really drunk, when she is drunk, she has no thoughts, when she is drunk, she can sleep in a daze, and when she is drunk, she has no heart to play with those pains.

Tonight, she was indeed drunk, so drunk that she didn't have the strength to speak and cry, it must have been Yan Ling and Ran Ran who helped her to the bed and packed everything up before they left. It was the afternoon of the next day, the sky was a little dark, it was going to rain, the spring rain was always very sad, lingering, maybe it was in place of the tears she never wanted to shed again. It's still this travel bag, loaded with a few clothes and some daily items, left a note for my sister and the address of Xu Ran's store and left. It would be good for her to live in another place, she is not the kind of person who always indulges in grief, but whenever she looks at home, she will inevitably touch the scene.

Sure enough, Qiangzi came to her on the third day after she left home, but fortunately she wrote it very clearly with her sister, asking her to tell Qiangzi that she had gone to another place, and as for where she went, she also let her sister say that there was no exact news. Mei Ying knew that Qiangzi would leave his phone number and address for his sister, and would let her notify him as soon as possible. Although she hasn't really been with Qiangzi for a long time, Mei Ying understands his character, which seems cynical, but she is affectionate and righteous.

Time flies so fast, it has been a year since Leng Xu came to look for her. Ran Ran also changed the cold cup to Malatang because of the arrival of winter, and the smell of the master's fried sauce in his store every day was a little smoky, so she returned home. She hadn't been in contact with Qiangzi and Sister Dan, and she didn't seem to want them to find her. She was such a selfish woman, and in order to bury those past years, she even abandoned a friend who was sincere to her. Everyone in this world can see each other, but Sister Dan and Qiangzi can't see each other, because Leng Xu is an eternal topic between them, even if they don't mention it, their expressions will be revealed, and their eyebrows and eyes can't escape the sadness that sometimes comes out to make trouble.

She hasn't thought about where to go next in her life, she earned some money by herself in the first two years, and Qiangzi also gave her a lot, which made Mei Ying lazy, every day in addition to drinking is playing cards, she is squandering money while also spending her youth, her mind is very messy, she doesn't know what awaits her in that distant and unknown future. The will gradually became depressed, as if Leng Xu's departure had taken away all her ambitions and bright spring. The spring of her life came to an abrupt end with the stagnation of his heartbeat, and she discharged the anguish in her heart in another way, although she was very negative and decadent, but it seemed that she would let his figure burn and evaporate with the alcohol in the drunkenness of the night, until her thoughts had turned to ashes. When the wind rose, the sky was full of ashes, fluttering and sprinkling, sometimes leaving and sometimes staying, she no longer thought about where they had gone, and let the past disappear in the wind, except for the long sigh that tossed and turned between her bed, in every lonely night.

The ups and downs of the four seasons always alternate and orderly, and the joys and sorrows of the world will follow one after another. My sister got married, Yan Ling got married, Ran Ran also learned to fall in love, and I heard Yan Ling say that Zhou Kai also had a crush. She is getting more and more lonely, her heart is getting more and more empty, they will still come to accompany her, but at this time she feels like an outsider, with them her words are even less, the long silence brings her a little uneasy, the happiness in their eyes makes her sad, once upon a time, she is the same!

This year, Hong Kong returned, watching the people on the street rush into the square to celebrate, she walked alone on the boulevard, the lonely figure and the noisy crowd formed a great contrast, never liked to join in the fun, just let their carnival to achieve her beautiful and bleak loneliness.

She went to the nightshop and bought some food and drinks, she decided to stay at home and drink alone, always saying that she would forget him, but every time she picked up the wine glass, she couldn't help but shout his name in her heart. It's like a gambler, every time he loses money, he vows not to gamble again, but once he wakes up, he will try his best to find money to turn it over, which is an addiction. It's hard to quit addiction, and without him, no matter how rich the dishes are, no matter how delicious the food is, it's like chewing dry grass. Every day, the money in the drawer is dwindling, she is not used to talking to anyone, she is a weirdo, she likes to push herself into a difficult situation and then try to find a way out.

It's almost home, lazily walking in the quiet alley, tonight, most people have gone out to celebrate, Ran Ran has also called to go to his store to drink, but she is unwilling to look directly at his happiness. There was a subtle change in her mentality, she couldn't angrily accuse God of taking away her happiness, but she could choose to avoid the affection of others.

A familiar figure stood in front of her, after such a long time, he would still come to her, whether it was good, or good, why not get drunk with him with her.