Chapter 3 Love is like a gust of wind

In the next few days, Ye Fan didn't contact Zhou Xiaoqian anymore, he was depressed all day long, and he was listless at work all day long. The department manager talked to him several times, but he collapsed like a deflated balloon.

Seeing that her daughter who had been locked in the room was finally willing to come out, Wei Lihua smiled with relief: "Xiaoqian, you are finally willing to come out, you are worried about your mother, you haven't eaten for so many days, you must be hungry, mom will cook for you." "No need, I won't eat", after speaking, Zhou Xiaoqian slammed the door and walked out.

Leaving only Wei Lihua with an embarrassed face, Zhou Xiaoqian's father hurriedly comforted: "Now that the child has grown up, you can take care of her, and let her make her own decisions about some things." ”

Zhou Xiaoqian, who slammed the door, only wanted to see her boyfriend Ye Fan as soon as possible, and no one answered after dialing several calls in a row, so she ran to Ye Fan's company to ask, and people said that Ye Fan had resigned, and ran to Ye Fan's residence, and the landlord said that he had moved out.

Zhou Xiaoqian couldn't understand why Ye Fan was so decent, and suddenly said goodbye like this, she blamed herself a little, if she didn't lock herself in the house, would everything be different, she looked for Ye Fan like crazy, but Ye Fan was like evaporating from the world, there was no clue at all.

This situation is like what is written in a lyric by Jay Chou, "Love is like a gust of wind blowing it away after it, no one can help such a rhythm"

Zhou Xiaoqian, who couldn't find her boyfriend, could only go to her best friend to cry, but Fang Xueqing not only did not comfort her, but also said to her: "I told you a long time ago, you just don't listen, you see it's okay now, I'm right, sooner or later there will be a time for you to cry, now you believe it."

"No, he must have some difficulties, he won't just say goodbye, there must be something unspeakable" and Zhou Xiaoqian was still speaking for Ye Fan.

Seeing that her best friend was still talking for the man who didn't say goodbye, Fang Xueqing was even more angry: "What time is it, you are still talking for him, everyone has abandoned you."

Zhou Xiaoqian did not continue to refute, but asked Fang Xueqing: "Where do you say he will go?" Why I searched all but couldn't find him".

Fang Xueqing still said angrily: "How do I know, I'm not a roundworm in his stomach."

At this time, Ye Fan had already stepped on the train home, and he hadn't been home for five or six years since he graduated, and it was time to go home to take a look.

He recalled the bits and pieces of coming to Shanghai after graduation, and came to Shanghai for several years, but it seemed that he didn't get anything. When I first came to Shanghai, I swore that I must do something in this city in the future, but in the end, I didn't seem to get anything except from a young boy to a mature young man now.

Yes, the more you have experienced, the more you will naturally see through, and what life can make a person become depends on what he has experienced.

And Zhou Xiaoqian seemed to think of something, and returned home angrily, Wei Lihua, who was sitting on the sofa, saw her daughter coming home, and hurriedly greeted: "Xiaoqian, my mother made you your favorite sauce-flavored pork ribs and put it on the table, you hurry up and eat it while it's hot." And Zhou Xiaoqian replied: "No need, I have something I want to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

"Have you gone to find Ye Fan?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

Zhou Xiaoqian didn't speak again, walked to her room and began to pack her luggage. Wei Lihua continued to watch her TV disappreciably, and after a while, Zhou Xiaoqian came out with her suitcase, and Wei Lihua asked, "Where are you going?" Zhou Xiaoqian said coldly: "Go out and relax", and did not pay attention to her mother.

Zhou Xiaoqian, who arrived at the station, sent a text message to Fang Xueqing saying: "I want to go to Sichuan for a few days", and then got on the train, Fang Xueqing asked her why she went, she just glanced at her phone, then turned off her mobile phone again, and stared out the window in a daze with a sideways face.

At the same time, Ye Fan was also staring out the window in a daze, and when the train was about to arrive at the station, Ye Fan had a feeling that could not be expressed in words, probably like others saying that they were afraid of homesickness.

The train arrived at the station, Ye Fan got off the train and looked at all this in front of him, familiar and unfamiliar, he stepped out of his house from here six years ago, and now when he returned here, he had an indescribable feeling, Ye Fan didn't have time to sigh, so he hurriedly took a taxi to the bus station to transfer to the county seat.

Because Ye Fan's hometown is rural, he has to go to the county seat to have a car to the village, so he has no choice but to change cars again. When he arrived at the county seat, it was already dark, Ye Fan went to the hotel to open a room, and after putting all the luggage, he decided to go to the county seat.

Walking on the street, Ye Fan originally wanted to relax his mood, but when he saw a pair of couples walking in front of him, he was even more sad.

Ye Fan looked at the time at half past eight, and his stomach was rumbling, so he casually found a place to eat something, and then went to the barbecue stall to order some skewers, bought a dozen beers and packed them back to the hotel to drink. So many things have happened recently, and Ye Fan, who has never been able to find a place to vent, thought of borrowing wine to kill his sorrows, so that Ye Fan, who was not strong enough to drink, got drunk all of a sudden.

Ye Fan, who was lying on the bed, sobbed, he had never cried for so many years, this time he really cried, he had suppressed his emotions for so many years, and he vented happily through the strength of this wine, just like the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place.