Xiao Han then called me.

"Meizi, count you ruthless!"

I sneered.

"What? Are you ruthless or not? ”

She spoke resentfully. "It's a pity, I'm too underestimating the enemy, otherwise it's up to you to ......"

I spoke briskly.

"That's right. Pay attention next time, but it's a pity, I'm afraid you don't have a next time. ”

Xiao Han struggled last.

"I'm not completely losing, after all, I lost the east fence and reaped the mulberry elm."

I know what she's talking about, I have regrets about losing Zhang Ruolei, but I'm not unprepared. Life should be prepared for anything.

I chose a new cemetery for my mother, and this time I did everything myself, never before.

A few days later, Zhang Ruolei returned to the company, and the two people who were once ready to get married had not seen each other for a long time.

If Wan Qian hadn't said it, I wouldn't even know he had returned. He didn't come to see me when he came back. Once we met in the hallway, he saw me from a distance, his feet were fixed as if he had been sucked by something, and I didn't look at him, but walked straight past him.

At my age, I don't want to be amorous anymore, and I don't have the energy to play those cat-and-mouse games in relationships, not to mention that he is like Xiao Han. Thinking about it carefully, thinking that he secretly helped her, let the city leaders intervene, and disappeared after the defeat, and now there is such a beautiful video outflow, everything could not be clearer.

I begged a man not to leave me, but I came to understand that pleading and begging didn't help.

There is no one right or wrong in the relationship, only who doesn't cherish anyone more, and who doesn't care about anyone. I sometimes wonder if there is a genuine and pure affection between people, especially between men and women. People say that there is no pure true friendship between men and women, and that a man and a woman are good, not that they have intentions or plots against each other, but that there must be ambiguity.

I used to think that there was pure true affection between men and women, such as me and Zhang Ruolei, I was willing to live and die for him, and he was willing to live and die for me.

I thought that when I was young, I didn't know much about love, so I missed a lot, and what people met after middle age must be the rest of their lives.

But I don't want to make a big mistake again. No, it should be more appropriately described as "making jokes".

For me, love is too tricky of words. Contains everything unknown and incomprehensible. Love not only has a shelf life, a shelf life, but also doesn't even know the production date and the shelf life. Sometimes, you want to buy a piece of bread in love, and when you take it to your hand, you realize that it is just an apple.

Perhaps, it's just a rotten apple that has already started to rot from the inside out.

The years are merciless, making people see the truth of the world little by little. At first, it was so cruel that it made people want to cry, but then I realized that it was the purest and truest compassion. Instead of living in false happiness, it is better to live in real cruelty. Because there is never a choice in life, we always think that we have a choice.

At a meeting, Xiao Han and Zhang Ruolei were both present, and the two sat next to each other. After the meeting, Xiao Han grabbed Zhang Ruolei's hand from under the table.

Zhang Ruolei frowned tightly, shook her off, and she climbed up again without delay. Zhang Ruolei stood up and strode out, she caught up with Tingting in small steps, put her arm around his waist, Zhang Ruolei took two steps and threw her away again.

I sat there and watched the whole time, everything in full view.

When I came home that day, I opened the closet and saw the clothes he had left with me, throwing them out one by one and packing them one by one. Take him to get it? No, no, no. The next day, I carried the bag of clothes and put it in the old clothes recycling bin in the community, like letting go of a past and giving up an old friend.

Tears soaked into the eyes, tears came unexpectedly, but there were no tears for long. At this age, learn not to shed tears for unworthy people or things. Happiness in life is so precious, why allow others to swing a knife at our heart? In this way, even if the sewing is mended and repaired in the future, how can that stitch and thread not hurt my heart? !

It is too difficult for a person to keep his heart intact for a lifetime.

I started learning to drive again, this time with Wan Qian with me. I think of Lao Zhou, I think of Xiao Ye, I think of the time I made an appointment with Lao Zhou to go mountaineering, Zhang Ruolei killed in the sky, I thought he loved me at that time, and I thought he was the destination of my life.

People have no reliance, and everything begins to learn quickly.

When I took the 600-kilometer test, I was not nervous at all.

Later, when I went on the road, I was afraid, my hands were shaking, and my palms were full of sweat, but I still walked that part of the road.

Once, I picked an open place in the wilderness to practice by myself, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and caused a huge roar to resound through the wilderness. I stepped on the brakes at the last moment, and the whole person was lying on the steering wheel, and the four fields were empty, and only my endless sadness flowed backwards.

Later, when I looked up and saw a familiar car, Zhang Ruolei also lay on the steering wheel with his hands, raised his head and looked at me.

I turned around and pressed the gas pedal all the way down, leaving him and everything about him behind. The scenery on both sides of the road was torn to shreds by the rapid speed of the car.

When he didn't want to go home, Zhang Ruolei also arrived home, and he waited at the door.

"There's a key, why don't you go in and wait?"

He followed me in silence, and I opened the door and entered the house, and he slid into the door like a fish.

"I've thrown away all your clothes."

I put down the keys, changed my shoes, and hung my coat and bag in the entryway cabinet.

He also changed his shoes and went into the house, but he only stood in the entrance. I went in to clean up briefly, went into the bathroom to wash, and when I came out again, I found that he was gone. There is a bunch of keys left in the entrance.

I picked up the set of keys and thought that people should learn to let everything go and stay as they pleased.

Wedding dresses, weddings, Xiao Han can pick up ready-made. This should be the legendary predecessors planting trees and descendants enjoying the shade. I sighed with emotion, and later told Wan Qian that I had made wedding clothes for others more than once in my life.

Wan Qian's tone was calm, saying that everyone is like this, the original intention is for themselves, and they don't want to be busy and happy for themselves.

I turned my head to look at her and said that she had Buddha nature, which was quite reasonable and Zen.

She smiled: "From the moment people decide to be reincarnated, they are with Buddha and Zen

, farther and farther away. We are all demons. ”

The afterglow of the setting sun spills indifferently into the room, and it is a peaceful afternoon dusk.

So when Zhang Ruolei came in to discuss the wedding with me for some reason, I felt incredible, looking at him like a joke of the century.

"Do you think we can still get married?"

He shrugged his shoulders and took out the appearance of a little ruffian from before.

“whynot?”

He said.

I laughed, and said in my heart that you are really shameless, have you been with a beast like Xiao Han for too long, so you are about to become a beast?

"I'm not going to marry you."

He smiled again, the corners of his mouth upward, with a little evil spirit.

"Why not? Haven't slept? ”

He walked up and put his hand around my shoulder.

I dodged and yelled out of my throat.

"Get out!"

He couldn't help but hug me tightly from behind, his lips leaning together. I struggled desperately, but he had much more strength than me.

"Don't you want me? Or are there other men? How long have you been doing it? Let me touch and see if you miss me? ”

His large, warm hands snake downward, tears squeezing into his eyes, humiliation, disappointment, and anger at the same time.

"Let go of me!"

I shouted.

But he hugged me tightly and didn't let go, and I could hear him sighing softly above my head, rubbing the top of my head with his slightly hard chin, and he seemed to be a little thin, and his bones hurt the top of my head.

I held back my tears and didn't want to cry in front of him.

When a woman doesn't want to cry in front of a man, it means complete disappointment in him.

"You're hurting me."

He flashed, and I slipped out of his arms like a loach. He tried to step forward again, and I raised my hand and slapped him. He didn't hide, his neck was there, his eyes were red, and he stared at me fiercely, and I was so angry that my chest rose and fell, and I raised my hand and slapped me again. He still didn't hide.

Good!

You don't hide.

I bit my lip to death.

A loud slap in the air.

I don't know how many times I slapped him, but I know that the anger in my chest can be regarded as an outlet today, but it is still not completely vented.

I was very tired from fighting, and I began to fan hard with full horsepower, but then my hands were sore and numb, and I was so scared that I wanted to stop, but he didn't hide. There was a stalemate, until I paused for a moment, and he swooped down on me like an eagle.

"Come here again," I shouted.

"If you come back again, I'll die for you."

He stopped in mid-air, his gaze fixed on me. The cheek I had just slapped was hot enough that I could feel it from afar. His breath was like the snort of a mule or horse.

"I'm not the Zhang family's biological son."

His tone was calm. Like a slackened ball, he sat back down on the couch.

I looked at him in confusion.

"The old man should have known about it a long time ago, otherwise he wouldn't have transferred all the shares to your name."

My brow furrowed.

"So you have two choices: first, marry me, and we share it; Second, don't follow me

Tie the knot. ”

He looked at me.

"You'll never see Huaiping."

I stood up excitedly and screamed in disclamation.

"Huaiping?"

He also stood up after me, not looking me in the eye.

"Yes. Huai Ping is in my hands. ”

"Huaiping in your hands?"

He raised his face to meet my gaze.

"Everything you saw last time was true, and everything Xiao Han said was also true. At that time, I really wanted to marry you and live a good life, and I had been perfunctory to her, she should be able to feel it, so I secretly recorded Huaiping's video, and I rearranged it as soon as I knew it. ”

I don't get angry, I laugh.

"Zhang Ruolei, do you know what is the biggest failure in my life?"

He clasped his hands together, rested his elbows on his knees, and looked up at me inquiringly.

I laughed miserably.

"Zhang Ruolei," I faced him.

"I don't have many people to love, one used my mother's ashes to threaten me, and the other used my son to threaten me."

As I finished speaking, the light in his eyes lost their luster for a moment.

He lowered his head.

I continued to breathe a long way.

"Say what you want."

I was utterly disappointed in him.

"I'll give you whatever you want."

I stood up with my back to him.

"When will my son pay me back?"

After a long time, I heard footsteps behind me. His silent, heavy footsteps rang out to the door, and then wordless into the distance.

(End of chapter)