The air after autumn is mixed like an orange that has been preserved for a long time, showing off the outside, ruining it, peeling off the golden shell, but there is no trace of moisture inside, and the cool autumn wind is like a petal of pale and shriveled orange that almost falls apart, which makes people extremely disappointed and even desperate. The air was filled with heartbroken and painful ions, looming, waiting for a stream of energy that could gather them to slowly approach.

Wang En cried hysterically after drinking last night, I don't know whether he was guilty or in mourning the imminent loss of love, crying like a dog, lying on the ground, lying on his stomach, kneeling, and ending this cry that moved him with the abuse of his neighbors. The biggest advantage of being drunk is that it is easiest for people to use the topic to play and play it to the fullest, and use a lethargic posture to cleverly or shamelessly get rid of all the reasons to be shy.

When Wang En woke up in the morning, he had a splitting headache, his hair in the mirror was messy like a chicken nest, his eyes were a little swollen, and he could feel the dryness of his throat without speaking. Thinking back to the heartfelt but ruthless words he said to Liu Qingqing on the phone last night, I hope that Liu Qingqing will treat those words as gibberish and not be stabbed in this context of drunken madness. With the strength of the wine that had not yet dissipated, Wang En was ruthless in his heart again, or he would make a break and be a villain completely. But in any case, it can't go on like this, and if this kind of violation of morality and harm to others and oneself continues, I really don't know how to end, and in the end I will only get a lifetime of regret and a catastrophe that will never be recovered.

After washing, Wang En drank a large glass of water with his neck strained, picked up his mobile phone and sent a message to Liu Qingqing, "I want to see you, see you at the old place after work." Two minutes later, Liu Qingqing replied with a message "Okay", which revealed Liu Qingqing's cold attitude towards the outcome of the upcoming meeting.

Wang En didn't have classes in the morning, so he went back to bed and continued to lie down, eager to use a moment of sleep to drive away the pain in his head, but he didn't fall asleep for a second in the morning. The headache intensified, and the joints of the body began to ache, and I felt shivering like eating green oranges, and the soreness instantly sucked away the nutrients of each joint, as if bones were fighting with each other. The two afternoon classes were boring, and the students responded with whispers in response to his attitude of imparting knowledge.

After getting off work, Wang En drove to the place agreed with Liu Qingqing before, the place they met was at the end of a dead-end road on the outskirts of the city, this place was sparsely populated, and the blue-black asphalt road that had not yet drawn the driving line was very monotonous, the black oil sand at the end of the road formed an uneven slope with the excavated roadbed, and the steel bars, sand, stones, and cement were stacked horizontally and vertically on the wool road covered with gravel, the sand had been solidified, and the cement looked cold and hard under the color steel plate. The crevices of the stones and the piles of sand were covered with dying green and yellow thatch. The lonely grasshopper screamed casually, the tree with the nutrient bag hanging on the side of the road looked sick, the breeze crossed, the dead leaves fell in an oblique circle, some fell on the windshield of the car and quietly slid along the slope of the glass to the joint between the hood and the glass, and some fell in the only soil under the tree, the withered yellow weeds in the soil were pretentiously supporting the crumbling fallen leaves, the scene of withered yellow and fallen was like a farewell poem, and a thick cumulus cloud hung on the horizon motionless.

Wang En's eyes flashed with a moment of sluggishness, and his sigh revealed a headache that had not yet dissipated, and at the same time, he also had complex emotions. He thought to himself: How will Liu Qingqing face her words similar to those last night, this sudden emotional impact will definitely achieve more violent effects than the suffocation of love when he first saw her. But if he doesn't end this relationship in time, it may not only be Liu Qingqing who will be hurt. Contradictions and self-blame quickly welled up in my heart, and remorse and guilt took over my heart.

Wang En saw Liu Qingqing's car coming late in the rearview mirror, and he tried his best to make his expression look sad and painful. Liu Qingqing got out of her car and got into Wang En's co-pilot, glanced at Wang En with a smile, brushed a strand of hair scattered in front of her forehead behind her ears with her hand, lowered her head and waited for Wang En to speak.

"It's coming! Why is class so late today? Wang En twisted his smile with a complicated expression and glanced at Liu Qingqing and said in a low voice.

"Hmmm! Today, I talked to the students about the exam papers, and dragged the class for a while."

"Did you sleep well last night? Didn't you get disturbed by my endless dozing? ”

"No, I fell asleep after the call, what about you? Did you drink too much again? ”

"I'm fine, it's just that when I'm drunk, I always bother you with my own boredom. Are you annoying me? ”

"Why should I bother you, I'm glad you have something on your mind to tell me, and I'd love to hear from you, just don't hurt your body with a hangover"

Liu Qingqing's tender words can always make Wang En's soul find a home in exhaustion, which is the reason why Wang En likes Liu Qingqing. The more this is the case, the more Wang En feels that she can't hurt her too deeply, if this relationship lasts longer, the more it hurts her, and the sooner it ends, the sooner she can be relieved. The greatest desire to love someone is to wish her well, and when this desire is contrary to love, the best option is to give up.

"Qingqing, every bit of us is vivid, I will be nostalgic for a lifetime, I hope our memories can be rested until death, and this kind of spiritual sustenance can never be abandoned."

"Do you want to tell me that you don't get along with each other again?"

"What I said last night didn't hurt you, did it?"

"Don't worry, I'm already invulnerable"

"Actually, the words I told you last night have been depressed in my heart for a long time, and I really don't have the face to tell you"

"What did you say last night!? I was too sleepy to listen last night, can you tell me that again? Liu Qingqing asked deliberately.

Wang Endi hung his head and breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "If you don't hear it, forget it!" ”

Liu Qingqing looked at Wang En and said, "What happened?" ”

"It's nothing," Wang En replied in a hoarse voice.

Wang En looked at Liu Qingqing with swollen and bloodshot eyes, his gaze flowed from Liu Qingqing's hair to her watery eyes, and the moment their eyes met, the two sides reluctantly withdrew their eyes to look at the low cumulus cloud in the sky. After a moment of silence, Wang En's mixed mood dispelled the last trace of alcohol left over from last night. The emotional entanglement and pain are actually the reluctance to give up this lingering and sad relationship. The most sincere feelings that they thought were late in their lives would not have a second time in their limited lives, at least that's what Wang En thought. It is always said that when the twists and turns of the bizarre and story-like feelings happen to ordinary people, every ordinary man will label himself as noble, pure, and beautiful in this unavoidable situation, so that "Xi Shi in the eyes of the lover" in everyone's mouth becomes a truth.

The cumulus clouds on the horizon slowly became black and thick, slowly moving towards this side, the clouds covered the nearby mountains and the unrepaired roads ahead, the evening in the suburbs came early, the dust and ash flying on the ground outside the car swirled and ran with the wind, the dead leaves on the sick trees began to fly everywhere unscrupulously, and the white garbage on the roadside struggled to get rid of the weeds and paddled the trails of waves at low altitude and flew down to the wool road full of gravel and cement. The dull sound of the first drop of rain falling on the car broke the silence in the car, and then it was like a falling plastic bead on the car and the ground made a staggered and undulating impact sound, and the smashed raindrops merged into a stream of water flowing quickly along the body, forming a curtain of water on the glass, and the glass in the car was covered with a layer of white mist, and the atmosphere seemed a little tense and confused.

"The words that have been brewing for a long time and are about to pour down have turned into a sudden and unwarning rain instead of being spoken, and this god is so understanding," Wang En thought. Taking advantage of the silence covered by the rain and the hazy atmosphere in the car, Wang En turned his head and looked at Liu Qingqing affectionately, grabbed her hand, and the sudden touch in his heart was like an electric shock. The two hearts danced to the same rhythm, and even the rapid breathing quickly merged into one, everything complemented each other, which was a profound feeling that Wang En had not changed since he met Liu Qingqing. There is indescribable reluctance and tenderness between the lips and tongue, and the feeling of kissing her is like eating lychee, and the crystal clear smoothness and lingering clarity are intoxicating. After the passion, Liu Qingqing's little bird leaned on Wang En's arms like a human, nostalgic for the good times that passed quietly every second.

"Wang En, do you still love me?"

"Love, love for the rest of your life. Love is selfish, so selfish that you can't let go of anyone and anything other than you"

"Are you trying to break up with me today?"

"Please forgive me, it's all my fault, I have harmed you all"

"How are you doing now?"

"It's still the same, a marriage without love is painful"

"Love without marriage is painful"

"I'm a scumbag, I'm the one who dragged you into this maelstrom of moral condemnation, and I'm going to die a bad death"

Liu Qingqing covered her slender white hand to Wang En's mouth, "Don't let you talk nonsense." It is already a great blessing from God that I can meet you, and I have not passed by you in my short life, although I can't stay with you for a long time, I have no regrets. ”

"Qingqing" Wang En shouted this name with affection after hearing this, and the meaning is extraordinary.

The night after the autumn rain was mixed with a hint of coolness, and Liu Qingqing in Wang En's arms could still see his appearance clearly in the dark night, just like her appearance was engraved in Wang En's heart, which could appear in front of her at all times.

"Qingqing, I'm cold" Wang En will hug Liu Qingqing tightly with his cold body.

"Why don't you wear more today, it's colder in the morning and evening in autumn, and you can't take care of yourself" Liu Qingqing kissed his forehead and stroked the back of his head from top to bottom with her hand.

"Maybe it's the guilt in my heart that makes people chill, and it's no wonder that I wear too little," Wang En said in a trembling voice.

"Oh! I have a sweater in the car, I'll bring it to you and give it to you."

"Oh! Thank you! ”

Liu Qingqing got out of the car and walked to his car, took out a black sweater from the paper bag in the back box, returned to the car and put it on Wang En, and was opened by the door to light up the dim yellow ceiling light in the car, under the light, Liu Qingqing's facial features were faintly projected on her fair face from top to bottom, and the layering under the light shadow showed her chic beauty.

Wang En hugged Liu Qingqing into his arms again, grinding his sideburns and whispering. Wang En felt a burst of pantothenic acid in his heart when he thought that love seemed so insignificant and bullshit in front of morality, he was waiting for the love that morality gave them to be sentenced to death, and now he was just constantly aggravating the crime.