The past is like the wind, the passing years, the hazy dreams.

Today is like a mirror, a vague story, and a sad heartache.

Fang, a girl I met when I was in elementary school, I remember meeting her in a mathematics olympiad for elementary school students at that time.

It's just a pity that the memory at that time is very faint, I only remember that she was a very cheerful and lively little girl at that time.

The second time I met Fang, it was the high school entrance examination many years later. I remember that we should have hesitated for a long time, and even looked at each other directly for a long time before finally recognizing each other.

After all, our Olympiad at that time, even with the previous training camp, seemed to be less than half a month in total. What's more, at that time, those of us were all from various towns and townships in the county, and almost two or three people were like that in one township.

However, although this second encounter was very short, she left a deep impression on me - elegant temperament, free and easy manners, and radical conversation.

When we reached high school, we began to correspond frequently, and we poured out our hopes and yearning for a better tomorrow to each other.

Like so many radical men and women of that age, we fanatized about each other, and we regarded each other as our soulmates, enjoying the purest spiritual solace and encouragement.

Later, a group of like-minded friends spontaneously formed a so-called "literary group" of free association, the Resonance Society.

The so-called "resonance" is: to move forward together and to release oneself.

And because the first pinyin capital letters of the word "resonance" are "G" and "M", we simply use "GM" as the abbreviation.

At that time, Fang was one of the most active members of our literary group. Later, she even felt that the word "Fang" in her name was too delicate, so she directly called herself "Oriental".

During that time, we wrote many, many poems together, which at the time were indeed quite "self-righteous" and clumsy. We hope for tomorrow, inspire words, and even understand life, and talk about the past and the present.

Although I think about it now, it was so empty and pale at the time, but we were really fulfilled at that time.

Even now, when I think about it, I still can't forget many passionate words at that time—although in reality we did experience too many setbacks and almost completely consumed ourselves.

Luckily, we spent our college years in the beautiful city of Springs.

Let's go boating on Daming Lake together, go to Hero Mountain to remember the martyrs, and join hands to climb the top of Xiaohua Mountain to look up to the sky and roar, and play the sword with wine!

We sat back to back on the edge of the abrupt cliff at the top of Xiaohua Mountain, blowing the cold mountain breeze of late autumn, with freshly drunk beer bottles scattered around us, and her long flowing hair that exuded a faint fragrance was freely draped.

We sigh that the supreme poet who once became a monk in this mountain - a generation of sword immortal wine saint - Li Taibai, we are fascinated by the peerless talent and transcendent demeanor of the sages.

When she was in college, Fang had many suitors, but she dealt with them lightly and never showed her true emotions.

Although she has a lot of good friends, she definitely doesn't have a boyfriend in the real sense, so many friends don't understand.

It is true that during that time, many men and women were intoxicated with that simple, almost dreamy sweet love. Fang, on the other hand, spent most of her time on her profession at the time.

She has always believed that if a girl from the countryside wants to truly prove herself to the society, she must rely on her absolute strength.

It was really "no pain, no gain", she relied on her hard work and perseverance, and in the end she finally did it. Before she actually graduated from college, she was hired from school by a computer company in the provincial capital.

Stepping into the society, she quickly won everyone's recognition and affirmation in their company with her excellent professional knowledge and diligent hard work, coupled with her unique and infectious temperament.

What's even more commendable is that in less than two years, she participated in the completion of a major technical project of the company, and made a very outstanding contribution in it.

In this way, with her excellent work ability, she became the rising star and backbone of their company in one fell swoop.

A year later, Fang was officially hired by the company as the manager of the power supply R&D department, and since then she has truly become a middle manager of their company.

During those days, although we were very close to each other, we rarely saw each other.

Fang has been busy in the lab and workshop, and naturally I don't want to bother him too much. Because I know her, she is trying to prove her existence by relying on her own strength.

The day after she was promoted to manager, she took the initiative to ask me out, and we went to Xiaohua Mountain in the north of the city, and then to the abrupt extreme cliff.

The two of us drank a lot of wine that day, and we talked for a long, long time, and I remember that we arrived at the top of the mountain at one o'clock in the afternoon, but it was already eight or nine o'clock in the night when we went down the mountain and got to the bus.

Finally, when we got out of the taxi and walked back in a daze, I suddenly asked a topic that we had never talked about before.

At that time, I said, "Fang, why don't I introduce you to a boyfriend......

But who would have thought that after hearing my sudden statement, she would suddenly stop her staggering figure. Not only that, but she turned her face directly, staring directly into my eyes face to face, and made me feel weak in my heart.

In this way, she stared at me for three or four minutes, and finally pushed me away suddenly, blushing and saying coldly in that very low and extremely sad tone: "I, I, I am destined to commit the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, note, note, doomed, destined to be lonely in this life!" ”

After saying that, she actually laughed wildly and staggered away.

At that time, I suddenly felt very cold, very cold, as if I had been electrocuted instantly, I didn't feel anything, my brain was blank, just unusually cold......

Truth be told, I was already living with my current wife at that time, but I hadn't officially gone through the so-called "procedures" yet.

My wife was my college tablemate, a gentle and introverted girl, and she always admired Fang and never interfered with any interaction between me and Fang.

Perhaps, all this is also her trust in us, or her confidence in herself.

Anyway, I haven't seen Fang for a long time since that "awkward" separation.

Until one day half a year later, Fang suddenly called me and asked me to bring my girlfriend to "Mingdian Coffee" to meet.

To be honest, I was really surprised when I answered the phone, because Fang had never dated the two of us together. Of course, in general, I never bring my girlfriend to meet her.

When we arrived, I was surprised again, it turned out that there was a very handsome big boy "snuggling" next to Fang.

Fang generously gave us a brief introduction, this boy's name is Juncheng, a subordinate staff member of her department, and a graduate of a key university.

In our next happy conversation, the handsome Juncheng was like a shy little girl, blushing slightly and lowering his head, quietly listening to the rest of us chatting.

After returning to the temporary rented residence at that time, I told my girlfriend that Fang finally had her own wishful husband, and that handsome boy with a so-called star face was the kind that girls were most fascinated by at that time.

But who would have thought that my girlfriend's words shocked me very much, and even suddenly felt an inexplicable unease and fear.

At that time, her general meaning was that the "gorgeous" boy should be more like Fang's "girlfriend" friend, and this vase-like boy made it feel unreal.

Sure enough, a phone call two years later really verified these words of his girlfriend.

The call was from a primary school girl in Fang, and she cried and said to me: "Brother, come and see Sister Fang, she is very sick!" ”

After hanging up, I immediately took a taxi to their apartment, where I met Fang in an extremely warmly decorated room.

I saw that her once flowing hair was messy, and there was no trace of blood on her pale face, and she looked at the ceiling above in confusion.

Seeing her like this, I hurriedly stepped forward and asked eagerly, "What's the matter with this......

However, before I could finish this half sentence, one of the little girls beside Fang hurriedly glanced at me again and again, and it seemed that she didn't want me to continue to ask directly.

In fact, I am no stranger to this little girl, she is the primary school girl who called me, and she is also my little fellow villager with Fang, we are all from the hometown of Confucius and Mencius.

Not only that, but she also quickly pulled me into the living room outside, and in that extremely resentful tone, she gave me a general explanation of the cause of Fang's illness.

It turned out that after Fang and that Juncheng started dating two years ago, both of them worked hard at first, and that Juncheng was even more flattering to Fang after work.

Fang couldn't stand Juncheng's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and they finally quickly developed into so-called official lovers.

Fang and Juncheng in love are sweet and loving, and everyone also regards them as the "golden boy and girl" in the company, thinking that they are the so-called perfect match in the real sense.

However, I never thought that Juncheng, who is extremely humble and docile on the surface, has a strong desire for power, and is a powerful character who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

It is said that under Juncheng's sweet words, Fang not only tried her best to support Juncheng, but also secretly handed over her hard-working research and development results to Juncheng, so that he could obtain better promotion capital.

What's more, Juncheng also used the excuse that his mother in Sichuan was seriously ill, and cheated all Fang's savings in the past few years, and even Fang borrowed a considerable amount of money from him.

About half a year ago, their company was preparing to set up a branch in Juncheng's hometown of Chongqing.

So Juncheng told Fang that he hoped she could help him win a place in the Chongqing branch, and he also swore that they would officially get married after he was truly stable in Chongqing.

In this way, in order for Juncheng to have a decent position in Chongqing in the future, Fang not only implicitly gave him his position, but also abnormally "jumped up and down" to carry out all aspects of operation for Juncheng.

Hard work pays off, of course, the most important thing is that the senior management of their company values Fang, a "backbone newcomer", very much, and thinks that her opinion should be respected for both reason and reason.

Of course, that Juncheng is indeed a master of all sides, and the relationship between the top and bottom is very harmonious.

So, their company decided to transfer Juncheng to the Chongqing branch as a manager first, and then transfer Fang Ye after a while.

In this way, a few months later, Juncheng really got up and went to Chongqing to take up a job, and on the night before leaving, some friends of Fanghe Company also carefully prepared a very grand send-off banquet for Juncheng.

However, just as Fang was waiting for the company's senior management to appoint her sweetly, a strange phone call from Chongqing completely defeated her.

It's a sweet girl's voice, she calls herself "Thanksgiving", she says she's Junsung's fiancée, and she's already four months pregnant.

Not only that, but this despicable woman even kept saying that she wanted to thank Fang, saying that she was thanking Fang for taking care of Juncheng for her in the past two years, and she also spared no effort to create and fulfill everything that Juncheng has today.

At the end, she even said something with a smile, wishing Fang a safe life, what a good person to find her true Prince Charming as soon as possible, and so on.

Fang, who was almost crazy at the time, smashed her mobile phone on the spot, but she still thought that it was very likely that someone with ulterior motives was doing some so-called prank.

However, just as Fang was trying to calm down, suddenly the landline in her room rang again.

What Fang Wanwan didn't expect was that it was that Juncheng who called this time, so he said lightly: "I'm sorry, the matter has come to this, and I don't have anything to hide from you anymore." In a word, everything is in the past for us, I hope you can do it yourself! ”

Just these two short sentences, Juncheng hung up the phone directly, and Fang could still faintly hear the sound of the girl laughing on the side just now.

In this way, Fang has been staying in her room like this since that day, and this stay is more than ten days.

At first, she was just stupid and stupid, and she didn't show any mania.

It just so happened that she had almost completed the corresponding work handover at that time, just waiting for the appointment from above, and then she was about to rush to Chongqing to take up her new position.

Because of this, the rest of the company didn't notice anything too wrong at the beginning.

However, just three days ago, Fang had a sudden seizure, just like the usual psychopath. One would cry and make a fuss, the other would smash things, and even later on, there was a tendency to self-harm.

At this time, some of her friends really paid special attention to her, and even the leaders of their company specially removed a few of Fang's elementary school girls earlier and asked them to come over to take care of them accordingly.

After I figured out the real situation of Fang, one of the leaders of their company happened to come over and said that he wanted to talk to me about it.

It turned out that they had already figured out the ins and outs of all this, and based on Fang's current mental condition, the company's senior management decided to let her go back to her hometown for a long vacation.

Of course, everyone knows it and understands what it means for Fang to go.

However, what can this be, after all, this is a matter between her and that bastard Juncheng, and it is Fang herself who is unladylike, and she can't complain about anyone else at all.

In this way, I contacted a few close friends, and we scraped together some money, and finally paid off part of Fang's foreign debt. But, after all, we are all limited in our ability and can only repay part of it.

Fortunately, after hearing about the remaining part, a leader of their company personally came forward to help deal with it.

Of course, people had something to say there at that time, not just a free help.

If Fang returns to the company in the future, then she will repay it herself, and if she really can't come back, then she can only be repaid by me, the "wronged boss" who signed on her behalf.

However, in any case, this bastard account has finally been lifted for the time being, and Fang has been safely sent back to her hometown by us.

Of course, until Fang quietly repaid all the arrears, no one in her hometown knew what had happened to her in the provincial capital.

Thankfully, it didn't take long for Fang to return home. It's just that since then, the cheerful and lively one she had earlier seemed to suddenly become unusually quiet.

About half a year later, with the help of friends in her hometown, Fang entered a large-scale company in the local county, and it happened that her original major was also the right one.

A year later, due to Fang's excellent business ability and rich work experience, she passed layers of assessment and selection in a restructuring, and finally became the manager of the company's information engineering department.

The success at work again allowed Fang to slowly recover her former style, and the soul that had been hurt was slowly soothed by time.

In this way, after being stable for a long time, under the enthusiastic introduction of a friend, Fang had another boyfriend.

His new boyfriend runs a medium-sized restaurant by himself, and he can be regarded as a small boss, and he is also quite handsome, and he can be regarded as a so-called man.

Of course, the conditions of Renfang are also there, young and beautiful, with elegant temperament, and a high-paid white-collar worker in the real sense.

In this way, under the urging of both families and the vigorous mediation of friends, they got married more than a year later. I remember that the wedding scene was very big at that time, and when I saw Fang's happy appearance, my friends and I were sincerely happy for her from the bottom of our hearts.

After getting married, everyone is busy with their own practical problems, and friends are naturally relatively light.

It's just that when I'm occasionally lonely, I think of those years when I was young and frivolous, and sometimes I vaguely meet those trance-like old friends in my dreams.

The time of youth no longer stays, the helplessness of reality calms us down, leaving only the faint aftertaste, and the hazy in those slightly drunk.

Until one day, when I had just returned from out of town, I suddenly heard the shocking news - Fang had committed suicide!

With infinite regret and emotion, that friend gave me a general account of the tragedy.

It turned out that Fang was pregnant soon after she got married, and the family was full of happy laughter. After all, Fang and his husband are the eldest in each other's families, and her pregnancy is naturally the biggest joy for their two families, especially the elderly on both sides.

However, what is unimaginable is that during Fang's pregnancy, his husband hooked up with a small waiter in his store.

At the beginning, Fang, who was completely immersed in happiness and sweetness, had no idea that her husband, who had always been considerate and loving to her, would do such a dirty thing.

Until one day, Fang did rush to the hotel to find her husband because of a temporary emergency. It was in the temporary lounge of the hotel that she witnessed the most cruel scene for women.

The man she had always thought loved herself and this family was on the big sofa in the makeshift lounge, having a naked affair with the bewitching little waiter.

After witnessing this cruel scene with her own eyes, Fang had no idea how she had returned home, especially when it suddenly rained on the last part of the way home.

What's even more unexpected is that when her husband reacts and hurries home, he finds that Fang has already committed suicide by slitting his wrists in their room.

The bright red blood had almost been drained a long time ago, and Fang Yuan's two big eyes were still staring directly at the ceiling above, and his resentful and desperate eyes seemed to be accusing all the negative people in the world.

It is said that on the day of the funeral, her negative man was forced, beaten and scolded by angry people to wear linen and filial piety for her, and walked a long, long way until Fang was sent to her final home, the cemetery.

Fang, gone.

She used her bloody life, in an almost humble way, to defend her weak heart that had been wounded. She could not bear it any longer, and the wound of her pure soul by the negative person went away in an extremely tragic way.

Fang, gone.

She walked away with her ruthless grief and indignation, with despair of true love, and even with the dragon and phoenix fetus that had already formed in her belly, she left with her last love and pity in her own extremely unique way.

Fang, gone.

She drifted away like the wind, away from the world she once loved so much, and as an insignificant humiliated little woman, she left silently.

I just don't know what her blood can prove for herself, and what she can leave for others and the world.

As a former best friend, it seems that I can only silently look in the direction of her departure, and I don't even have the courage to go to her lonely grave to see it for myself.

With deep guilt, I recalled the sentence she once said, "I am a lone star in the sky, destined to be lonely in this life!" I wrote for her after I got drunk: Friend, go well......

The dark clouds are dull and empty, and the rain isolates the pavilion in the lake.

Suddenly, the distant sound is far away, and the figure of the old man is vaguely ethereal.

The white clothes had a few tears, and their eyes were full of sadness and suspicion.

When he was young, he was a sword heart and a dream of Lingyun, and his heroic posture was refreshing.

Three or two confidants are in alliance with each other, and the spirit is flying and the east wind is strong.

The banner of the common inscription is alive today, and the only monarch is floating in the wind.

Woohoo infatuated chaste martyr, jade crushed is not the same as the world.

If the way of heaven is followed, the blue blood should be in the sky!