Chapter 32: The Death of Parting (3)

Zisong had no other options in his hands, so he had to go to this company where the work content and the major were completely incompatible for an interview, but he didn't expect the personnel manager to think that Zisong's personality was not active enough and not talkative enough because he was recruiting for overseas sales positions, and the only advantage was that Zisong was a boy, and it was relatively convenient and safe to work in those war-torn countries. This answer is simply an insult to Zisong, who is one level higher than most people in terms of academic qualifications!

Zisong clenched his fists in his sleeves and endured until the end of the interview. Zisong ran into the street and roared, "If you hadn't paid more than 10,000 yuan, Lao Tzu wouldn't have sent you your resume!" ”

The passers-by looked sideways, and Zisong felt embarrassed, is the monthly salary of 10,000 yuan very high? Alas, even such a small company picks on him. Zisong is now reduced to such a field, and when he returned to the rental house, he drank a whole case of beer. In this nearly year, he tasted a hangover for the first time, and the hateful thing is that he didn't even have the capital to stand on for half of his life. Thinking of this, Zi Song's eyes turned red......

The mobile phone rang at this time, Zisong crawled to the side of the mobile phone against the ground, and just pressed the answer button, the arrogant voice of the landlord came out of the microphone, even if Zisong was drunk and almost unconscious, he could hear that it was the meaning of rent demand, in order not to live on the street, he could only beg the landlord to give him some more time. The landlord bluffed an ultimatum, and in the last week, if he didn't pay the rent, he would be evicted directly! Zisong wanted to explain something, but there was a "doodoo" sound on the other end of the phone. He touched his shriveled wallet in frustration, and his heart was infinitely sour.

Zisong is not unwilling to go to Africa to endure hardships, and if he can make money now, it is not that he can't put it down, he is reluctant to dream of poetry. The hero of the cartoon is holding a pile of bricks in his hand, and the dialog box reads, "I can't hold you if I hold the bricks, but how can I raise you if I don't move the bricks?" Zisong woke up all of a sudden, yes, he didn't know Mengshi's family background, she was a peacock girl, he was a phoenix man, although they loved each other so much, the cruel reality was unforgiving!

The bus route home that day became so long and long, Mengshi cried from the station to the car, until she stood at the door of the house, she silently wiped away her tears, because she didn't want Zisong to become her son-in-law before she left some sad truths, she had to wait for him, when the time was ripe, when he was successful, and when he came to marry her in colorful auspicious clouds.

Tears filled the city.

Mengshi still thinks about him every day. The days are long and sometimes extinct, and this hatred is endless! Mengshi waved away the tears in the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were full of affection for Zisong. However, the reality is cold, only love well when the fate arises, let go when the fate is over, and never forget it in your heart, so that you will not know each other in vain.

The fragmented reality was still aching, tears fell, and the corners of the white skirt were wet again, and Lan Yu looked at Mengshi blankly, "So, you and Zisong broke up for a whole week, and I only knew." You carry everything by yourself, I am always so naïve in your eyes, you are not willing to let me share anything. Am I really still your best friend? Do you know that I am also growing, I am not always naïve than you, in order to be more like you, I have paid a lot of money in the past few years, just to be able to stand on the same height as you. I've grown up too fast, but when I'm about to keep up with you, we can't get as good as we used to. Because I have seen things that I have not experienced before, I am good to you because I believe in you completely, and this belief cannot be faked. Maybe I shouldn't have seen it so clearly, if I were as ignorant as I used to be, there would be no disagreement between us. Mengshi looked at the back of Lan Yu crying and running away, speechless......

The singing voice that has been floating in the headphones for a century is "Farewell" written by Li Shutong, "Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green." The evening breeze blows the willow flute, and the sunset is outside the mountain. The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered; A cloudy wine is full of joy, don't dream cold tonight. Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green. Ask you when you will come, and don't linger when you come. The end of the sky, the corner of the earth, the acquaintance is half scattered; Life is rare for reunions, but there are many separations. ”

Mengshi heard the tears in her eyes, stepped on the bus leaving Huahai Park alone, found a remote position in the back, and fell asleep deeply...... When the car drove through a green street, it bumped a little, Mengshi suddenly woke up from the back of the chair, and suddenly found that the street in front of her was a little familiar, oops, isn't this the only way to go to Lan Eucalyptus's house? The corners of Mengshi's eyes dimmed, and the road to Lan Yu's house was strange from now on, and the people who had lost their intersections, even if they were so close, they couldn't make friends as before. Blue eucalyptus, blue eucalyptus, no, let me call you a blue girl again, I really don't know if you are at home now, what are you doing, I really want to eat another bite of the noodles you cooked for me.

At this moment, the blue eucalyptus is writing at the desk, the plain manuscript paper is quietly spread on the table, and the paper is flowing with a short poem written by the blue eucalyptus letter pen:

"The catkins are the passers-by of summer"

Summer is still sleeping quietly,

A piece of white catkins was inadvertently blown off by the wind,

Drifted into Natsu's dream.

then

Xia Yan's envy of the elegant intellectuality of catkins,

The catkins appreciate the enthusiasm and innocence of summer.

The summer sky is getting brighter......

Time is still ticking.

Xia began to disbelieve in the catkins who were willing to stay anywhere,

The catkins are also tired of the sudden sunshine and rain of summer.

Finally one day,

They were separated during the thunderstorm season.

Summer sometimes misses those days when catkins were flying,

Every time this happens

She used raindrops with broken threads

to trace the trajectory of the catkins flying,

Until the wind blows away all the tracks,

Because catkins are just passers-by in summer......

Lan Eucalyptus got up slowly, and her thoughts drifted out of the window: Mengshi, I am gradually becoming another you in the world. Everyone meets us to teach us something, and since there is something to be gained, there is no need to grieve, and if we are destined to be separated, please make me grateful to have met you. Even though we are separated from each other, you are still the only biological sister in my eyes, although we are not related by blood.