I woke up in my dreams again and again, burst into tears, and was scared into a cold sweat, and many times I thought I was suffocating to death in nightmares.

I was haunted by that nightmare for many years. Coupled with infirmity and malnutrition, I spent the first half of my life on constant medication.

What I never expected was that Yang Wei would have a cerebral hemorrhage and die suddenly at the police station, but fortunately I had alibi evidence, not to mention that my goal had been achieved.

The sunlight gathers into energy, and the dark night in the heart is pierced into a Beidou that discerns the direction! The charm of humorous language cells can vaguely win the favor of some female colleagues.

Those who have achieved great things should put aside the feeling of "king in the world and looking at the common people coldly" for the time being. Otherwise, it will be you who will suffer losses and be unlucky.

I was not satisfied with living in the perspective of everyone looking up, and when no one was around, I lay in the couch and didn't want to move, I didn't want to talk, I didn't want to open my eyes.

I traveled to this high society, using the average people's monthly salary for a meal, and their annual income for a banquet for some people with whom I did business. I spent a lot of my time running my own company every day, and it seemed like that was the kind of material success I had always wanted to capture.

I have succeeded, but I always feel that I have gained and lost, and I am undoubtedly successful in the material realm, but in some ways I have failed in a mess.

I went to the prison to see Feng Tang a few times, but he didn't want to see me. I always sat in the visitor's cell and waited for him to show up, but each time the guard called me back, saying that he didn't want to see me.

I felt very uncomfortable watching people talk to each other as if there was no interval even though they were through the window. I wondered if I had made the right decision.

Later, I didn't have time to visit Feng Tang anymore, but I spent a lot of money and found a lot of connections to let people take better care of Feng Tang in prison. I seem to be making amends, a kind of repentance. Otherwise, why would I suddenly sit up from bed and start reflecting, blaming myself, and crying during those sleepless nights?

You must know that with my position in Feng Tang's heart, you have to know the relationship between us. Well, without further ado, it's all in the past.

There are places that you have never been to, but when you really walk on them, you will feel, even beyond the length of time that you have been there, you have been, you have actually lived, every place, every corner you have touched. Fintech City is such a presence for me. Real and slightly absurd appeared in front of me.

Sometimes I hate this city, why should it fill all my wounded bones, and my words are like a wrinkled, hard husk indictment of the city's charm.

After a few things, I just want to marry the Chancellor of the Exchequer, have a daughter who has no good looks, and then hide under the covers and take care of them.

Since ancient times, affection has not been retained, and it all depends on routines to win people's hearts. In the rivers and lakes where I can't help myself, countless evil and good of human nature are gradually staged in front of me, and they go against the same path in the spring. In this impersonal time, try to keep those seemingly ordinary preciousness. In the days to come, in addition to defending the dignity and respect of life, there is also the hope that you can smile like a flower if you have never met and have not seen you for a long time.

In recent years, I have been wandering at the junction of reality and fiction, rooted in the cracks of dampness for many years, and the long period of pain and hard labor has made me understand a truth. Only when you are calm enough to be at peace will you truly tell them how prominent your selfishness and your humility are.

How do you communicate the meaning of your existence to the outside world? How to convey your original intention is to let the outside world truly understand yourself. Years later, the pain you endure will be transformed into unprecedented wealth in the cycle of time, when you will understand yourself again and understand the world. The heart is not always open, more often than not. So only by writing, writing without stopping, can we open our hearts, and we can put ourselves in the midst of discovery, just as the light of the sunrise illuminates the darkness, and inspiration will follow.

Life here has made me feel disconnected from the place in front of me. I've been wondering when I'll be able to use the word "escape" for this place.

A few short conversations with someone can also make me feel a stronger feeling of pain in my chest. Just like an unbandaged wound, every movement will cause the gauze that is supposed to play a protective role to produce more pain back and forth on the wound. Slow, back and forth, dull pain.

When she stood in front of the bloody disaster and watched the troubled times, she said: "I am in the rivers and lakes where I can't help myself, and countless human evils and goodness are gradually staged in front of me. Her eyes were bloodshot, despair on the verge of the abyss.

At that time, I looked at the common people with cold eyes and grasped the prosperity of all living beings.

How do you describe the world you live in? Overhead, there are staggered antennas, dividing the unclear sky. Broken clouds cast alternating shades of light and shadow in the narrow alleys. We live in peace in this environment, and sometimes I feel satisfied.

She turned around and smiled, and said, "Don't do anything crooked about me, your eyes are lost with my aunt every month, and there is something wrong with your eyesight." She went around in circles and said that I was speechless, but I couldn't help but feel a little happy in my heart.

In fact, I know that people who are really living in pain have tears behind their smiling faces that others can't know. In life, we laugh happier than anyone else, but when everyone disperses, we are more lonely than anyone else. So a lot of times I don't want to write about the sorrows in my life anymore, I want to let those sorrows settle down, and no one knows, when thousands of years later, my bones will turn into flying dust, and I think they should also be condensed into crystal amber.

I often tell myself that although I don't dare to admit that I can make all girls crazy for me, I have an absolute advantage to make them lose the reserve and solemnity of a girl, because I am also an invisible rich and handsome person with a special identity who is second only to Wu Yanzu! That's all for later, but I've done a third of it. But many times I inexplicably wanted to initiate a suicidal escalation.

I couldn't sleep in this soft, wide bed. Turning over and over, I felt that those past events poured into my heart like a tide, and the silent undulating black waves burst out with silent power on the horizon. In this way, from soaking the soles of the feet to covering the instep, overflowing the calves, step by step, towards the cold and silent abyss.

Xue Xinying knew that tonight would be the last night she would stay with me, and she would definitely toss until late. Back in the room, I followed her ass and told her to take all the clothes in the closet, but she vaguely agreed, almost carelessly, leaned into the bed and fell asleep.

Under the dim light of the sleeping lamp, her lips are red and her face is delicate, really like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale. I gently picked her up, put her on her usual bed, covered her with the quilt, and turned down the temperature of the air conditioner. She slept deeply and didn't move. Let me wrap my arms around her waist and enjoy all her breath contentedly.

Her hot breath spurted all over the back of my neck, and she thrust herself into my arms in a blur, but as soon as I moved, she hugged me tighter, and muttered in her sleep.

I simply settled down, picked her up again and put her on the bed, covered her with a blanket, turned off the lights, and went back to my room to sleep. At five o'clock in the morning, I gradually woke up. In fact, it was quite uncomfortable when I woke up, and the thought of being separated was so uncomfortable.

I stopped outside the door and knocked, but there was no movement in the room, I cattoed to the bed and turned on the sleeping light, I whispered to try to wake her up, but she was so immersed in a dream of infinite obsession that she refused to wake up. I began to think about using the beast's sassy tricks to wake her up, and when I lifted the covers, she curled up even tighter.

She struggled, didn't want to move, didn't want to wake up and open her eyes, and her willpower was paralyzed like never before.

I continued to try to scratch her with my cat's paws, and she breathed a lazy sigh of relief, still engaged in a fierce battle in her mind, whether to stay or go.

No matter what I said next to me, no matter how coquettish she was, she just pretended to be asleep and refused to wake up.

I woke up very early in the morning, to be precise, the alarm clock rang at 6:30, for me, a person who has become accustomed to going to bed late and waking up late, getting up early in the morning is definitely the biggest challenge to my willpower, I adjusted the alarm clock to 7:15 again, and then told myself that I would skip breakfast this morning and go directly to the company, but an extra 45 minutes of sleep is nothing for me.

Finding my phone has become the first thing I want to do when I wake up in the morning, and the moment I turn it on, I see a text message from her.

"Good guy, you did something sorry for me, you still don't admit it, you hurt my young heart, I see what you can do to compensate me, I want to make you guilty, hum."

When I saw the text message, I got up immediately, I still admired myself, it took me 3 minutes to put on all the clothes, and then it took another 2 minutes to wash up, and when I finished washing, the damn girl didn't know where to go, today I just got up a little later as before, she disappeared, didn't you say yesterday that you wanted to go to the company with me?

Early in the morning, I didn't care about breakfast, I went to the company with the document bag, passed by the front desk, and found that Xue Xinying happened to be there, and she was communicating with the front desk about something at the moment.

"Woke up early, I was looking for you." I stepped forward to say hello.

She turned around and said, "What? Apologize to me? ”

Before she could finish, I rolled my eyes.

"Less sage."

Before I could finish, she turned and walked away.

When she walked into the work, she was lying on the post sullenly, and seeing this, I stepped forward and asked, "Hey, what's wrong with you?" ”

She didn't squeak, and I thought about walking up to her.

"You come with me."

Walking into the office, I sat in my boss's chair and watched her sit listlessly on the leather sofa.

She said coldly: "There is one thing, I said don't scold me, I want to resign, I know that I didn't do well, and I caused trouble for the company." ”

"Did you just throw in the towel? Don't you want to fight alongside me? You have to have your own dreams, and this happens to be the place where you can make those dreams come true. I said word for word.

Xue Xinying frowned aggrievedly, her eyebrows deepened: "I have made up my mind, don't persuade me again." I'm okay with work, I'll talk about it when I get home. ”

Xue Xinying should be regarded as a person who "cultivates both inside and outside" in the strict sense, although sometimes she is a little barbaric and unreasonable, but she often hides at home alone and curls up on the sofa like a kitten to watch the kind of serial dramas that don't have any IQ, and often sees tears in her eyes. I have a great affection for girls who can be moved to tears by watching TV, movies, books, and listening to songs, and at least I think such girls are in line with the good qualities of a girl who is emotional, compassionate, and gentle.

In fact, I myself am a person who likes to read novels and sometimes even I am moved to tears, but I am very strong, even if my heart has already turned upside down, I still pretend to be pampered and not surprised.

As a man, I am sometimes secretly moved, especially in the face of this beautiful cutie in the family, I resolutely cannot have such a performance. Xue Xinying curled up on the sofa watching TV, her eyes were particularly attractive, very clear and transparent.

Sometimes I have to admire the acting skills of some professional actors, and with some sad music, it is easy to earn some tears. In this way, I watched a TV series with the beautiful woman for more than half an hour, and I saw that my nose was sore, so I went to the bathroom for some reason.

I got up from the couch and rubbed my stomach to look at her and said, "I'm hungry." ”

She shook her head and still watched the TV series, looked at me with disdain, and said, "Lose weight? ”

She glanced up at me, then made a few movements to show off her figure, and then was a little smug.

"I want to stay in shape, if you're hungry, order takeout."

"Ah............h ”

"Hey, why didn't you say two minutes earlier, it's all ordered now, you said you were going out to eat?"

I'm searching for a refund option in my order.

The coquettishness of the beauty made me powerless, and then I found a restaurant with a good environment near the downstairs, and sat down with Xue Xinying to order, the restaurant was decorated well, and the lighting also set off a trace of mood, and it was really a pleasure to eat with a beautiful woman under the not very bright light.

That's right, the current second-tier financial technology city looks at Baita Mountain across the Yellow River. The world by the river is full of bloody strife. The pure girl on the Zhongshan Iron Bridge is so pure that she is worthless. Just like the sky in front of you is crimson against the horizon, and in the higher parts it is a light blue color dyed by the brilliance.

What can it be?

But no, if it weren't forced by life, who would like to make themselves talented, they are all figures in the business field, making money in harmony, making money in a big way, labor disputes at the lightest, bloody disputes with knives and guns, and no one can be the master in the era when the times are changing. I'm afraid that we will have to deliberately recruit union leaders to mediate in the future.