"No need to think about it, I agree to break up." With tears in her eyes, Shuya shouted at Li Fang's back without thinking: "It's time to break up!" ”

If love must be tied to a piece of paper, it is undoubtedly a blasphemy of its beauty, a kind of whipping.

After shouting, he ran in the opposite direction without looking back, alone, full of sadness, like a lonely wild goose in autumn, helpless and desolate.

'Why, why! They love each other, but they hurt each other. Is it hard that I was wrong? I just want to marry you and have you for the rest of my life, is this also wrong? Li Fang stood down, didn't turn around, didn't look back, just quietly listened to Shuya's distant steps, one by one, tapping his heart. Suddenly the eye sockets turned red. If it weren't for the fact that I cared too much and wanted to have you too much, how could I be so cruel to let you leave like this alone. Do you know that half of your sadness is all of my sadness. Shuya, what should I do?

'If you say that in the world, even unforgettable love can't withstand the intersection of time, Li Fang, I can only bless you, I bless you. I know you're asking for this because our love is going to be fruitful, but I don't want to be your bond. Three years is really too long, whose happiness can always depend on others? O wind, when you ruthlessly blow away my messy hair, can you blow away the sorrow that I have gathered in my heart together, can you make my heart a little less painful? Obviously I have been blessed, why, my heart still hurts so much, why do tears keep flowing.

One went to the left, the other to the right, and only the bright red roses were alone on the wooden chairs.

Who does love hurt?

Li Fang, forgive me for the rude just now, even if I can't be a lover, I don't want to enter your life again and disturb each other's tranquility. How have you been doing in the past few years? Why, in your eyes, I don't see the joy and fulfillment you want. Why is there entanglement and reluctance in your eyes? Fang, the original choice has already destined us to bear such a strangeness as now, please forget me.

The wind rose, and leaves fell in front of her eyes, and Shuya's tired body became even thinner. Without the warm heart of love, it is cold wherever she is, she sat in the car gloomily and walked away.

I didn't notice it, and a car appeared behind me, a royal blue Porsche, slowly coming.

The scene is the same every year, and the people have changed every year.

Li Fang looked up at the familiar old plane tree in front of him, lonely and thin in winter.

It's still the old times, but I can't wait for the old people.

Shuya, I admit that I can't let go of you in my heart. I still love you deeply, but I don't know how to face it. When I meet tonight, I know that I can't live without you, whether it is before, now, or in the future. How have you been doing in the past few years? I'm so happy to see you come back from school, if it weren't for my stubbornness and wanting to use marriage to tie you to me, then we wouldn't be what we are today. In the past few years, countless boring blind dates have made me deeply tired, and I would rather spend my whole life only facing your shadow, morning and twilight, meaningless glory or wealth.

My Ya, I know that even if I call you a thousand times and ten thousand times, I can't bring back the heart you once loved me. But tonight, your coldness and silence just show that you still have me in your heart, which makes me feel both happy and heartbroken. I know that you are using your reason to hold on to the fact that we have broken up, and you don't want to come into my life again and be a burden to my feelings, but, you know? Over the years, the person I can't let go of and can't forget in my heart is you. I refuse to go on blind dates, refuse to participate in all kinds of warm and ambiguous factions, and refuse to be surrounded by a woman who loves me, just because of you. Do you know?

Smoke only two cigarettes at a time. One for himself, one for Shuya. It has become a habit of Li Fang.

Looking at the ground, the cigarette butts that were only half-eaten in the shape of a herringbone were arranged,

Li Fang picked up the cold and lonely windbreaker on the chair, sat in the car, and left.

These days, Sangnan always commutes by bus, and even takes a taxi very rarely. The off-road vehicles that I used to love are now sitting at home, and I am afraid that they are about to rust. After all, when he came back from studying abroad, pompousness, vanity, and grandeur could no longer bring him any stimulation and publicity. Low-key and modesty are the kings of life.

Silence is more of a word, he is actually very young, and his body is less arrogant, steady and wise. When most of his peers are still addicted to the Internet, games, battlefields, Di Bar and even singing songs every night, Xiang Nan has turned back to the basics, accustomed to being alone, analyzing faces on the subway or on the street, sincere, hypocritical, despicable, flamboyant, conceited, arrogant, both familiar and unfamiliar, such a mask Xiang Nan has never worn before, but now his thinking has made him calm, and he seems to be an outsider and reveals the insight of the parties. Looking at the changing face of the world, the warmth of human affection is cold. Thinking about it step by step, the road of life, every step I hope to take appropriately without regrets, and the next step is still beautiful.

Walking alone through the familiar and unfamiliar streets. Winter is a romantic season, and winter nights are a glamorous stage. How many people are always cautious in this season, because the romance of whether it's dating or watching snow always needs two people to be together and accomplish it, isn't it? The cold of winter requires two people to snuggle together to keep warm, and no one will choose to break up in winter.

Xiangnan walked without hurry, passing through the window buildings that are changing every year, passing through the wide intersection with green lights, all the street lights in Pingyang City are advanced LED lights, and the light is bright and soft, giving people a vigorous and upward feeling. Walking under the street lamp, a person's mood also becomes brighter.

Leaning against the green tree across the road, standing quietly, looking at the light in the bedroom at home is still lonely and warm. In the past, at this time, everyone would stay in the living room to watch TV, the mother and son grabbed the stage to watch boring Korean dramas, and the father with a majestic demeanor read the newspaper on the sofa next to him without saying a word, not talking much, and occasionally a few more sentences always made the atmosphere like a meeting. Meiru is very dissatisfied, she is the most unaccustomed to life being as boring as going to work, let alone boring meetings.

At this time, Dad's speech became a gap for Meiru to attack him, she would babble about Qiu Shi's not here, there is not enough, don't block your home as an office space or something like that, Qiu Shi only has a wry smile on one side, and sometimes being nagged by others is also a kind of expression of concern.

Xiang Nam took the opportunity to change the TV to his favorite military column, and laughed while sleeping, and his parents' bickering made him feel that this was the spice of love in marriage.

At this time, hasn't Dad come back yet? Xiang Nan was puzzled, and the home without two men suddenly became particularly deserted and lonely.

Sang-nam decided to go to the company to see his father. It's so late, it should be the time to get home from work. Just like going to school, going to class at the point and leaving class at the end of the class is a regular life.

After entering the subway, it has passed the period of getting off work, and there are not many people here. I heard the voice of a man singing in the corridor, a shabby guitar that could not see the color, a pair of melancholy and tenacious eyes, a voice that was thick and magnetic, and Zhang Chi was measured. shows that the other party's singing skills have been practiced for many years, and they are not inferior to the stars at all. They are like carp in a river here, waiting for just an opportunity. When you arrive, you can become famous overnight and become a household name.

Xiang Nan took out a fifty yuan and respectfully put it in the piano box in front of him, the other party didn't seem to see it, and sang to himself:

Meet someone

How much fate is required

The vast sea of people passed by

How many strangers

Touched my heart

I'm willing to use it all

Turn around for you