Last time, she said that Chang Xia bought a train ticket and planned to leave Shanghai, but Aunt Hong angrily scolded her.

(a)

"In half a year, you can get married and have children, and you don't need to worry about your livelihood. He is the backbone of the department. If you move your hukou over, won't you become a standard Shanghainese? What could be better for a girl who has just come to the metropolis from a small place! Why did you take this path?

It's just because our family doesn't want him to go, so we go to great lengths to get you in touch. This is where you got your good fortune, and you are so bad! ”

Thinking of this, Aunt Hong's heart was full of anger.

She said sharply, and said coldly: "You're leaving, aren't you!" When I first arrived, I sensed something was wrong with you. Am I bad for you? Got you to live in my house and sleep in my daughter's room.

Before you come, I'll go to the job market and give you a resume. In order to dispel your worries, you take you shopping, what is there to eat, drink, and play in Shanghai?

As long as you do what I think, you will have an endless good life in the future. But now, you are somehow going to someone. I'm afraid that when the time comes, you won't have tears if you want to cry. ”

Aunt Hong has simply become the wind god mother-in-law in the air, her halberd is angry, and she has long forgotten that Xiao Mu is still in the living room, and she may have heard the conversation between the two clearly.

Chang Xia saw Aunt Hong spinning excitedly around the chicken coop like an old hen, Chang Xia was dazzled by the sound of her wings flapping and whirling, but she still resisted in a low voice: "But what if I don't like Xiaomu all the time?" What if I stay in Shanghai and I meet someone else? ”

"I'm just letting the two of you get in touch slowly, and there will always be feelings over time. and did not force you to marry him. Shanghai is so big, can't you still be left? What will happen to you when you leave? No one could have predicted it, it was terrible. If I were really your mother, I would tie you with a rope and break your legs, too daring. ”

When Aunt Hong was let down, she also had the anger of being a mother, and she didn't want the prosperity of such a metropolis, she had to take refuge in a person who had only met once for the so-called love.

This is tantamount to a moth to a fire, burned by love.

This girl has to bring a lifetime of regret for this moment's choice. Even if it wasn't her own daughter, she couldn't, couldn't watch this young girl destroy in front of her without pulling her.

Although he sat on the bed, he seemed to be sitting on a stormy sea, dizzy from the waves, almost vomiting jaundice, and hanging his head weakly.

Maybe Aunt Hong also noticed that her lust was like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and the high piano ensemble tone turned into a low voice: "Xiao Xia, after getting along for so many days, I still have feelings." Do you do this like a moth to a fire? A netizen who has only met once, you, a lonely girl, just ran over like this and took all your things with you. It is tantamount to self-destruction. Isn't there a lot of reports in newspapers and TV now, some of them were raped, and some of them were cheated of money. ”

She continued: "Even if you weren't deceived. After the novelty of the beginning, what are you left with? You will cry, you will scream, you will regret, what is love? We're all from here. What's so bad about Kogi? You look at his eyes, you look at his forehead, what is wrong? Isn't it true that feelings are meant to get along slowly? Even if you don't get along, you can slowly find a boyfriend again, so why do you have to leave Shanghai?"

Chang Xia has been dizzy and exhausted. My mind was like sand stuffed with cotton wool and black water, and my head was cracking. Oh my God, what should I do?

Aunt Hong's voice was suddenly filled with motherly pleading: "Xiao Xia, don't go, isn't it just a ticket?" Auntie makes it up to you. ”

Chang Xia collapsed on the deck all of a sudden, his limbs curled up as if he was surrendering, and he didn't leave; Desperate and tired, shaking his hands, did not go.

I'm a headstrong kid who did something wrong. I'm not leaving, it's okay!

A dry desert came, and the scorching sand had tortured Chang Xia's heart moxibustion to a dry white sheet.

In the dizziness, Chang Xia suddenly snorted, "I'll call him and tell him, otherwise he's still waiting for me!" ”

Aunt Hong acquiesced and opened the door. Xiao Mu in the living room is curled up in the sofa as if watching TV, holding the remote control in his hand.

(b)

"Looking for the road in your dreams, falling in the rain and falling flowers." Originally, there was no separation, how could they be separated?

Public telephones in small shops. "It's four hours before I get on the train, but I suspect I won't be able to go."

"What's wrong?" Hearing Bai Xian's voice, he was suddenly startled as if he was frozen.

"Aunt Hong has been persuading me, my mind is very messy, and I don't know what to do?" Chang Xia couldn't help crying.

"Then you can stay in Shanghai. We can continue to talk on the phone in the future, I can't be too selfish, for your happiness, I ......"

He was just a big boy with nothing, a poor family, a low education, and wandering around.

"What reason do I have for her to give up the stable life that Shanghai might have to follow me, can I afford her a lifetime of happiness? I can't be too selfish. ”

"Did you know? If I had stayed in Shanghai, we might never have had the chance to meet again. ”

Silent. The lake is frozen in the silence of winter. A cold wind blew through Hunan.

Nearby buildings collapsed like an avalanche. Although it was a June day, it was like a heavy snowstorm tearing through the phone booth. Chang Xia's mind is Cen Jing in the wilderness after the snow:

"If I regret it later, and I'm annoyed, sometimes to the point of hysteria, will you tolerate it?"

There was no sound on either side like a nightmare, as if all the performances on the stage had ended; It's like a funeral, all the mourning music has stopped, and only the sound of falling ground remains.

"You speak." Chang Xia wiped her tears.

"Don't you have any ability? You can't let the girl you love live happily. I have never doubted that you will have material things in the future, but, for now, I am afraid that I will not be able to give her anything but love. Bai Xian thought silently in his heart, but he couldn't speak any words.

"Aunt Hong said, 'I can imagine that you must have been very excited when you two met, but after the excitement, what are you left with?' ”

Chang Xia sobbed again, and the pedestrians on the road stopped to watch. Chang Xia turned around and turned his back to the road,

"Fuck the old woman, she imagined me to be some kind of incompetent," after a burst of fierce anger, Bai Xian's voice trembled and weakened, like a kite with a broken string drifting more and more,

"Yes, any love needs to have realistic soil, you stay in Shanghai."

Nearby buildings collapsed like an avalanche. Although it was a June day, it was like a heavy snowstorm tearing through the phone booth.