The younger brother returned to Beijing, and everything was still "business as usual" like his nephew playing a lantern.

's father still runs the small restaurant full of memories alone, and Zhao Xun still works hard as always.

The imperial capital is smoky after the rain, and a song by Zhang Zhenyue can circulate all day.

People say that they didn't listen to Li Zongsheng when they were children, and they didn't listen to Xue Zhiqian when they broke up, so is there also a parting that doesn't listen to Zhang Zhenyue?

Zhang Zhenyue's song "Goodbye", I don't know how many lovers have sung, and I don't know how many lovers have cried.

I'm afraid I don't have a chance

Say goodbye to you

Because maybe I'll never see you again

Tomorrow I'm leaving

Familiar place and you

To be separated

And my tears fell

I will keep your face in mind

I will cherish the thoughts you give

……

The person who writes the song is broken, the person who sings is the saddest, and the person who listens to the song is the most heartless.

My younger brother doesn't even know what Zhang Zhenyue's song is trying to express, is it love? Is it affection? Or whatever.

But this song, this song that can make him cry after listening to it once, has always accompanied him.

On the way home, I saw little people babbling in the alleys I passed, young people running around for a living in the cold night, little birds breaking free from the cage for freedom, and high school students recklessly after the college entrance examination.

I only hope that the ruthless have no regrets, and the affectionate are lucky.

People now seem to like nostalgia, more and more nostalgic, like to listen to old songs, like to visit old friends, like old streets, like that early shop that has been eating for 20 years and never gets tired of it.

People are saying that Beijing is a fast-paced city, a city full of ideals, and a city full of unknown imagination.

In fact, the pace of life is not about the city, but about yourself.

After the younger brother came home and took a shower, it was already 10:15 at night, and the moment he collapsed on the bed and was stained with a soft quilt, the nerves that had been tense for a day were completely relaxed.

At this time, the tiredness was infinitely magnified, but there was no sleepiness, so I simply brewed a cup of instant Nescafe.

His eyes were attached to the swelling patch sent by a friend, and he glanced at the fast food box that he hadn't had time to throw on the table yesterday.

I don't know if it's a fly or a small mosquito flying next to it.

Glancing at the wall calendar on the table, I remembered that today was the first few days since Lisa left.

It suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since I had sat at a table like this and had a good meal.

Two days ago, I heard on Weibo that Da Bing had a new book, but I haven't walked into the bookstore for a long time to flip through my favorite books, even if I sit at the window and gently turn a few pages.

Today is Father's Day, and my father's warm voice came from the end of the phone, and I remembered that it had been a long time since I had seen this loved one who regarded me as a treasure.

There was a love song of the West Sea in the mobile phone, and the younger brother suddenly remembered Li Qingzhao's "Slow Voice".

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable.

When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe.

Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry?

The geese have passed, and they are sad, but they are old acquaintances.

Don't let down the person who loves you, pick up the phone and dial your father's number.

"Dad, what are you doing? Busy or not? ”

The younger brother's immature voice came from the other end of the phone, and an inexplicable sense of peace of mind surged into his father's heart.

"Dad's nothing, the store is not busy, do you have work today?"

"Dad, I'm fine here, don't worry about me, I miss you, listen to your voice before going to bed, I hope I can see you in my dreams."

"The more I miss people, the more I can't dream of them."

The younger brother tried his best to hide his sadness so that his father could not see it.

I chatted with my father a few simple words and asked my sister about her current situation, and in short, he learned that except for himself, his father and sister were doing well.

So the younger brother was not prepared to mention Lisa's matter to anyone.

Maybe this is the responsibility of being a man, he chooses to bear all this silently by himself, whether happy or sad.

An inexplicable melancholy swept over his heart and air, and he got out of bed and picked up a glass of light wine, unable to remember the day when Lisa had bought the wine with him, and now it had long been marked by dust.

Tears blurred his eyes, he was so sad that he couldn't speak, looking at the dark sky outside, the laughter and laughter of the past no longer existed, and the gentleness of the past had long since disappeared.

A person, in a foreign place, without relatives, has suffered from vicissitudes, and his heart is full of sentimentality.

Things are people, and tears flow first.

In his brother's heart, Lisa is the one who taught him how to feel distressed, to protect, and to love someone, but now that Lisa is gone, what she finally taught her brother is only waiting, endless waiting.

But he can't even do anything now, and he didn't keep the day Lisa left, because he knew that he couldn't give Lisa what she wanted, and he couldn't afford it.

The only thing he can do now is let go and set her free.

If loving someone is to keep a friend's distance, then the younger brother thinks he has done it, but he is just unwilling, watching Lisa lie on another man's bed, but he can only choose to leave silently.

He can't help it!

Is this weakness? Is it not love? He really has no way, he can only fend for himself and decadent himself like he is now.

yes, maybe that's how it ended up playing with fire, from the beginning he didn't see himself clearly, and he didn't see Lisa clearly.

He is different from Lisa, and even has a fundamental difference, and Lisa is definitely not a woman like his sister, so now he can only be indifferent and finally watch the fire from the other side.

The younger brother thought about sharing all this with his sister, but he felt that these things were too uncomfortable in his heart, and his sister was the one who loved him deeply after all.

But he didn't want his sister to be unhappy, his younger brother was alone in Beijing, and his sister and father were already worried enough, plus Lisa's departure hit him, his sister must be anxious and couldn't stand it when she heard it.

At 02:00 at night, my brother was in a daze with his eyes closed.

He heard the clattering of his mobile phone on the bedside table, and his brother sat up from the bed, thinking it was Lisa calling......

After answering the phone, the other brother was disappointed by the company's phone, because it was too late to inform them tomorrow, and an urgent task in the company required his brother to go on an urgent business trip.

The leader asked his younger brother to fly to Hangzhou at 7:50 tomorrow night, and he was accompanied by Sister Wu from their group.

The younger brother didn't even think about it, and immediately agreed to accept the task on the phone.

Ten minutes later, I received an email from the company on my computer, along with the itinerary of the mission.

After talking to Sister Wu, my younger brother prepared some relevant materials, simply packed his luggage, and went to bed.

Tomorrow is destined to be a bumpy day, you must be full of spirits, anything unhappy, anything that is out of love and loses your girlfriend will all go aside!

In fact, men are like this, you can be decadent, you can cry, you can wave, but you must not be abolished!

This is a man's responsibility, and it is also a man's responsibility.

And the younger brother also wants to be able to go out for a break through this business trip, so that he can forget Lisa sooner.

I have long heard that Hangzhou is a beautiful paradise on earth, but due to my family conditions, I have no time to work by myself, so I have never had the opportunity to go to Hangzhou to have a look.

He also wanted to see what kind of elegance and elegance the West Lake had in the pen of those literati and sorcerers, "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always appropriate to wear light makeup and heavy makeup".

Sister Wu said that she had never been to Hangzhou, so the younger brother and Sister Wu discussed with each other to finish their official business, and if they signed this big order, they would go to the West Lake.

Sister Wu is a woman in her thirties, with short hair in her ears, and always wears a small suit, in any color.

Although it can't be said to have a slender waist, it is also the appearance of that charm.

The cheeks were slightly red, and the big eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling all touched everyone's nerves.

Although Sister Wu is not a strong woman in the company, she is also the second-in-command under the general manager of the company.

Every time there is an important meeting in the company, or an errand, or to receive some important customers, the manager will take her with her.

Sister Wu is a Northeast woman, and it is quite refreshing to do things and drink, like something in KTV, or blocking wine in the restaurant, and it is okay to accompany the wine, and every time she can ensure that she is the one who is sober at the end, and she can also send the leaders home safely.

But what my brother just doesn't understand is that a strong woman like this, what should her husband be like?

So the younger brother mustered up the courage and asked Sister Wu.

"Sister Wu, I heard from my colleague that your child is almost in elementary school now, and I haven't seen him yet."

"Yes, I have a lovely son, come, show you the picture."

Sister Wu flipped through a few photos of her brother's mobile phone album and looked at it.

The younger brother can see it, and he can also be sure that the smile on Sister Wu's face comes from the most infinite love and love in her mother's heart.

There is no kind of love that can be compared, but the younger brother and Zhao Xun are the same, they have not had a mother since they were children, and they have never enjoyed what it is like to be a mother's love.

There has never been a woman who has been able to point to his picture and proudly introduce it to everyone, look, this is my son! He's grown up!

Yes, no matter how powerful a woman is on the outside, her heart is soft and sweet in front of her children.

Sister Wu's maturity and elegance make her like an extremely brilliant peony flower in full bloom in the workplace, fragrant and elegant, gentle and dignified.

The fragrance that emanates from her body is a transcendent beauty unique to a thirty-year-old woman.