"Dongzi, let's break up!"

"Xiaoyi, I love you!"

"Dongzi, we're not twenty-year-old college students anymore, be realistic, okay?"

"Reality?"

"Love is too ethereal, we have been talking about love for seven years, meeting, knowing, and falling in love, I gave you my most precious seven years of youth, but you gave me an indefinite blank check forever, and I can't find a sense of security in you!"

"Xiaoyi, I know that I am not good enough, but I will definitely work hard, as long as this project is researched, we can buy a house and get married, wait a little longer!"

"Dongzi, I've been waiting for seven years, I'm tired of waiting, tell you the truth, the Lu family is going bankrupt, I can't watch my parents' hard work run out...... I'm getting married tomorrow! ”

"You're getting married? And with whom? ”

"Wang Jie!"

"No, he's a dude at all, and if you marry him, you won't be happy."

"Dongzi, I gave you all my love, leaving you, I don't care about the so-called happiness anymore, my happiness is only you, it was you who let me down!"

"I ......"

Pearl City, this is a magic city reflected in the neon lights, between the red and green, how many men and women staged a tragedy of reality and love.

And the above scene is He Dong's.

Walking out of the café, He Dong walked on the noisy street a little numbly, interspersed with dense crowds, he was confused.

He accepted the reality, but he couldn't forget it.

Lu Xiaoyi, that ethereal and pure lily.

She is beautiful, she is fresh and refined, she is the lover he has always held in the palm of his hand, three years of college, four years of work, and a full seven years, they are all in love.

Love is like a tide, sweet as honey, they once swore an alliance with each other, and they once regarded each other as the only ...... in each other's lives However, their love still lost to the helpless reality.

Reality is cruel and can destroy a good thing.

……

The night is very beautiful, on both sides of the Huangpu River, under the refraction of neon lights, the Bund at the epicenter of the famous epicenter blooms its most brilliant night scene.

Just after the Spring Festival in 2015, the weather was a little cold, He Dong put his hands in his pockets, wrapped the scarf around his neck tightly, and walked aimlessly beside the railing of the Bund.

"Junior brother, what's your name?"

"He Dong!"

He Dong can't forget that year, when she was a sophomore, she received him as a freshman at the station, with a long white skirt, black hair, and a touch of pure beauty in the breeze, like a clear spring, nourishing him who was ruined and haggard at that time.

In his sophomore year, He Dong took a lily and offered it to her shyly, plucked up his courage and confessed.

She agreed.

Then, they fell in love.

Today is the seventh anniversary of their relationship, and they all say that love has a seven-year itch, and they can't avoid their damn seven-year itch after all.

So, they broke up.

He Dong doesn't blame Lu Xiaoyi, even if Lu Xiaoyi is going to get married tomorrow, he can only watch her marry someone who doesn't love him.

He only blames himself for his incompetence.

She once let go of her arrogance for him.

She once quarreled with her parents and broke up with the family for him.

She once gave up her dream for him.

……

Lu Xiaoyi has done enough for him, it is he who is useless, love is beautiful, but it can't be eaten as a meal.

In this somewhat exaggerated magic capital with high prices, he is just a small real room researcher, with no house or car, and a salary of several thousand yuan a month.

What qualifications do you have to say love?

Do you take anything to give her happiness?

He Dong walked and walked, stopped his aimless footsteps blankly, guarded the railing with both hands, looked at the surging water of the Huangpu River, and muttered: "Xiaoyi, if you leave me, I can make you happy, I bless you!" ”

He Dong understood a truth very early on, love must pass the test of reality, but he was addicted to his dreams and was unwilling to accept it.

Now, when he woke up from the dream, he had to accept that if a girl was willing to waste seven years on a useless man, it was enough to prove her love for him and the uselessness of this man.

Her heart is still his, it's just that he can't love it.

Poof!

Suddenly, a crisp sound of falling water sounded, waking up He Dong, who was silent in the sadness of his memory, he trembled and turned his head to look over.

He saw a little girl fall into the water about ten meters from the guardrail on his left hand side.

"Help! Help me! My daughter fell into the water, I can't swim, who will save my daughter! ”

A young mother, holding her face, knelt on the railing, crying out loud.

Poof!

He Dong was the closest person to this falling point, he didn't hesitate at all, an instinct made him jump directly into the river, and then dived under the water in one breath, and grabbed the little girl who had fallen into a coma with one hand and sank to the bottom.

He Dong's water nature is actually not very good, and he is also a little afraid of water, that is, Lu Xiaoyi pulled him to the swimming pool a few times, and he barely knew how to water.

After he caught the little girl with one hand, he wanted to go ashore quickly, but he pulled hard a few times, but he couldn't pull it.

He looked back and dimly watched as the girl's little skirt was caught in a few wires.

It turned out to be stuck.

He Dong was helpless, he was a little out of breath now, but he could only continue to sink, and his hands were hard and hard.

It took a lot of time to get the hook that was holding the skirt away, and then he used all his strength to push the little girl up.

After pushing the little girl onto the water, He Dong was exhausted, without any strength in his body, and choked on several mouthfuls of river water.

At this moment, there was only Lu Xiaoyi's delicate smile in his mind.

The family is broken, the relatives are gone, the love is lost, the lover is also lost, he still has nothing, he has nothing!

Is there any point in being alive?

"Come up, young man!"

"Brothers, take a hand, pull this young man up!"

“……”

When the fragility of He Dong's heart made him give up on himself, he could no longer see the hands of the people on the shore stretched out to him, nor could he hear the cries of the people on the shore.

His body sank bit by bit, as if sinking into a dark abyss.

He Dong slowly closed his eyes, lost consciousness, and his last thought was: "Lu Xiaoyi, if there is an afterlife, I am willing to exchange wealth for your flowers!" ”

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Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of the alarm clock made He Dong a little annoyed, he obviously felt a trace of coldness, and he shivered a little, so he pulled the quilt vigorously and wrapped himself well.

Ding Ding Ding!! Dingding!!!!

However, the sound of the alarm clock still kept ringing, and He Dong had no choice but to instinctively stretch out a hand and touch the head of the bed in accordance with his usual instinctive habits.

Empty!

He Dong didn't touch the alarm clock.

Where is the alarm clock?

He remembered that he had always put the alarm clock at the head of the bed!

Dingding!!

The sound of the constantly ringing alarm clock was a little noisy, and He Dong had to open his eyes, but what caught his eyes was not that he had always been familiar with the chandelier ceiling above the rental house in Pearl City.

It was the kind of old house with a yellowish and somewhat mottled ceiling, the color of which he was familiar with.

His hometown, the building of Nanzheng City in the nineties, the old house in the compound of the municipal government, his father is the head of Taishan District, Nanzheng City, and he was assigned a house here.

Before he had no family and no one died, he had always lived in the compound of the city government.

But that should be a long way off.

"Dreaming, must be dreaming!"

He Dong's eyes widened, he looked at this familiar and unfamiliar scene, and naturally made up his mind, and then closed his eyes again and continued to fall asleep.

But in less than a minute, he opened his eyes again, and the dream was so real that he didn't want to wake up at all.

So, He Dong opened his eyes again and looked carefully, and what entered the depths of his eyes was still the pale yellow ceiling.

"It's ......"

He Dong didn't move, but glanced at it with some apprehensive eyes, this small house of fifteen or sixteen square meters, with a pot of blue flowers on the windowsill, was very familiar.

This was his room, the room he had before he was eighteen years old, a room that was unusually familiar with the layout, but it seemed a little unfamiliar.

Oops!

He Dong suddenly panicked, where was his dream so real, so he wanted to sit up and take a closer look.

But because I wanted to move my body directly, I suddenly touched the pain sensation on my body, which was a hot pain, as if I had been beaten hard all over my body.

"Damn, didn't I fall overboard? Why was he really beaten up! ”

He Dong endured the pain and stood up strongly, there was a half-length mirror in front of the window, and his eyes looked at himself in the mirror.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, naïve and energetic, wearing an old-fashioned T-shirt and a pair of white and gorgeous jeans underneath, is a rebellious teenager.

There were several bruises on a handsome face that had not faded.

It's not like falling overboard!

He was checking his body, and there was one on the left, and there must have been a beating to have so many bruises.

"Is this me?"

He Dong's whole person was messy, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his face became a little frightened.

This is him, if I remember correctly, this is a senior in high school, and he is not yet eighteen years old.

He Dong came back to his senses after half a ring, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, but he was a little panicked anyway.

"Oops! It really hurts! ”

He Dong pinched his left hand hard with his right hand, and the strong pain was very clear to him, this ...... Not dreaming.

"What's going on?"

He Dong, who has always been atheist, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and sat down on the bed all of a sudden, isn't he saving people, isn't he overboard?

How did it end up here?

He Dong wanted to ask for proof of his current situation, so he stood up, glanced around his small room, and saw the alarm clock on the desk, and he directly grabbed the alarm clock on the desk.

The date of the little boxy alarm clock was very clear - January 2, he shuddered, and immediately looked at a desk calendar on his desk, which had turned to the last page - December 2005!

January 2nd?

December?

The calendar should not have time to change, followed by 2005 is 2006, then now it should be, 2006, January 2.

What is this possible?

He Dong's whole person was messy, his eyes were wide like copper bells, and he looked at the desk calendar, could it be that he had returned to the past year?

In 2006, the darkest year of He Dong's life, he lost all his relatives and became a loner overnight.