Li Gang knelt in front of his parents, neither speaking nor moving.

For a long time, suddenly, Li Gang laughed "haha, haha"!

That laughter is creepy!

That laughter was heart-pounding!

The mother was so frightened by Li Gang's sudden laughter that she trembled, and hurriedly bent down to pull him up, but she couldn't.

Li Gang still knelt on the ground and did not move.

Li Agen was even more angry when he saw it, and stretched out his hand to stop his wife, not allowing her to hold his son.

After a while, after Li Gang laughed wildly, his legs were numb, his eyes were dark, and he suddenly fainted to the ground!

That's amazing!

The mother was frightened by her son's fainting and cried out miserably, "Li Gang——! ”

Then he threw himself on his son, and began to cry "woo, woo", and said to her husband while crying:

"Quick, hit 120! Let them come to the ambulance——! ”

"Get out of the way!"

Li Agen ignored his wife's request.

He strode over to his son and pulled his wife away; Then he bent down, put his hands on his son's legs and back, and lifted him from the ground with all his might.

Then, with heavy steps, Li Agen put Li Gang on the bed against the wall, turned to his wife, and said:

"Give him some cool boiled water, wake up in a while, just give him a drink!"

Then, Li Agen pinched his son's middle point with the thumb of his right hand, pressed it down hard, and in less than three seconds, Li Gang really let out a weak breath, and after a while, he slowly opened a pair of godless eyes.

Li Gang ——! Quick, drink some water! ”

Seeing that her son was awake, the mother hurriedly brought water to the bedside and brought a little water to his mouth with a spoon.

Li Gang looked at his anxious mother weakly and took a sip of water.

Suddenly, two teardrops the size of beans rolled down from the corners of Li Gang's eyes.

Oh - the boy doesn't flick when he has tears, just because it's not time to be sad.

Li Gang, at this moment, can you still laugh out loud?!

The ruthless, cold and tragic fate, why does it always haunt me?

Could it be that I really did too many immoral things in my last life?

Isn't my life path bumpy enough?

Lying on the bed, looking at the bleak black and white ceiling, Li Gang saddened his fate painfully:

The college entrance examination failed the list, the Provincial Sports Commission and the Provincial Sports Commission did not hire him, and he worked as a substitute teacher in the railway primary school for almost three years.

Now, my love affair with Liping, the only bit of spiritual sustenance, is God going to deprive me of it? What iniquity have I committed, what sin have I committed?

Ah, Liping, in the past, whenever I told you the story of the Acacia River, you covered my mouth, you "giggled" and laughed, and you innocently said to me:

"That legend is so miserable, it's a new society now, and nothing like that will happen!"

When you say this, you are so optimistic, so simple, so innocent!

Now, now?

What is the explanation for what is happening now?!

Li Gang was sick, and he lay in bed for nearly a month.

High fever, nonsense, dreams!

I can't eat more than two taels a day, and I can't drink a glass of water.

The mobile phone is in arrears, and no one has to pay for him, and he has no intention of letting people pay it.

A month later, when he got out of bed again and faltered, his father came to him and handed him a few letters, which were registered letters from Liping from the provincial capital, and the seal of the letter was intact.

Li Gang looked at his father suspiciously, his father's gaze was rough and firm!

In my father's gaze, there was no room for manoeuvre!

Li Gang tore open the envelope on the spot and read them one by one with excitement and restraint.

After reading it, I was ready to give it back to my father.

However, my father is long gone!

Oh, Liping, dear and lucky man!

I can't continue to love you anymore!

I can't be in a relationship with you anymore!

Your father will not let me do this, and my father will not let me do this;

At the same time, your current job, identity and status do not allow me to do so.

Liping, please forgive me!

From now on, let's be commensurate with the relationship between brother and sister!

Life is realistic, and society is even more realistic!

The harsh reality made me begin to understand Marx's words:

The material living conditions of society determine everything for people!

Especially in our society, which was born from thousands of years of feudal society, although it has experienced decades of reform and opening up, and there have been tremendous changes, it is still engraved with the deep chrome mark of the old era, and there are still strong traditional ideas and traditional forces!

These traditional ideas and traditional forces are still seriously influencing and influencing a considerable social category and a considerable number of people, of course, including us little people and ordinary people, including your parents and my parents!

It can be said that at present, at least at present, this kind of traditional thinking and traditional forces, not to mention us small people, even many big people, cannot be resisted!

Liping, forgive me!

Before I have fully become a self-supporting laborer, in a situation where my conditions are incompatible with your father's requirements, and especially in the face of the reality that I will never be able to become a cadre child in my life, if we are combined, it is very likely that three or more families will quarrel, turmoil, and even ruin!

That—what a tragic end would it be?

Liping, now that we have encountered this unexpected change, can we still fight against this reality? Can we still compete with this society? Do we still need to take the eggs and hit them on the rocks?

Calm down, be realistic!

True love should be like our childhood:

Two little guesses, two loves, two hearts communicate!

Our childhood was wonderful and worth remembering forever!

Let our beautiful childhood friendship always maintain its purity, brilliance and supreme value!

Let it be engraved in our hearts forever and ever!

Dear sister, if the son of the governor of the province really likes you, loves you, and pursues you, and can really bring you happiness and a bright future, then—

I—I wish you all the best!

A gentle breeze blew through the treetops, blowing off a few withered willow leaves. Among them, two pieces slowly fell on Li Gang's face.

Li Gang abruptly woke up from the nightmare of the past few months, and the torrent of memories came to an abrupt end.

Looking at the young lover who fell on his chest, looking at the slightly yellow grass where the two of them were sitting, and the quiet moonlight scattered from the sky to the earth, Li Gang's thoughts returned to reality from the memories of the past.

He was ashamed, remorseful, blasphemous, and guilty of his hugging and kissing his young lover out of excitement and selfishness!

He was afraid that his desperate kiss to Liping just now would tarnish the innocence of the two childhood sweethearts, and it was likely to affect Liping's future good life and happiness prospects.

He hurriedly pushed Liping away and muttered begging:

"No, it can't be like this, Liping, from today, oh, no, from now on, we, we are commensurate with brother and sister, get along with brother and sister, you be my own sister, I am your own brother, you say, okay?"

My sister? My brother?

What does that mean!?

Liping was full of grievances and resentment with her face pressed against Li Gang's chest, letting him hug and kiss him, and she was also enjoying and asking for Li Gang's compensation for her coldness and alienation in the past few months.

The sense of happiness had just sublimated, and she was suddenly pushed out of the arms by the other party, and then she heard such a chilling word, Liping was stunned!

"Liping, I'm sorry for you. I—I can't disobey my father's will, and I can't go against your father's will. The situation we are in now, and the changes in our two families, no longer allow the two of us to continue and develop. Okay, sister, sister, from now on, I will call you sister, you will call me brother, we will be brother and sister——! ”

"Nope! Not ——! ”

Liping woke up from her shock!

She didn't dare to listen to Li Gang's statement anymore, and she didn't allow him to continue to speak.

Suddenly, Liping stretched out her hand and tightly covered Li Gang's hairy lips, not allowing her to say any more.

Li Gang didn't move, and he didn't squeak.

He silently asked Liping to cover her mouth for a while, and waited for Liping's mood to calm down a little before gently removing her slender hand and quietly standing up from the grass.

Li Gang saw that Liping continued to sit on the grass in a little stunned, so he slowly lowered his head and said to her softly:

"Liping, life is very realistic and cruel. Let's not fight against fate, and we don't have to fight against our parents. I will forever, forever, engrave our beautiful past in my heart. Let it pass, let it pass! Let's — go back. ”

After speaking, Li Gang's face darkened in pain, and no matter how Liping reacted, Gu Zi walked slowly along the path leading to the railway family area with heavy steps.

"Li Gang ——!"

Liping shouted to him loudly and sadly from behind.

The poignant sound pierced the tranquility of the Acacia River, spreading upwards and around in the silent night sky.

Li Gang was stunned and immediately stopped.

However, Li Gang did not answer, and after a slight pause, he raised his steps again and walked towards the family area in pain and step by step.

This is the law of the love journey:

When two people climb to the peak of their relationship in love, they can take a break on the way;

And once you slide down the steep slope of resentment, you will be out of control!

At this moment, the cold full moon quietly hid in the thick dark clouds. As if it did not dare or want to peek into the sorrow and desolation of the world.

The shadow of the hundred-year-old weeping willow is still lying on the embankment of the Acacia River, sometimes blurred, sometimes clear.

When the cold moon showed its face from the clouds again, the shadow of the old weeping willow was stretched longer and farther by the cold night wind, and dragged it straight to the secluded Bitan, and quietly flowed into the distance with the undisturbed acacia river.

I don't know where to meet again in the coming year?