For those things he wanted to say, Han Yi was like whenever he was about to find the key to success, someone changed the lock, and those words of retention and redemption were all held back, and he didn't have a chance to say it to Bai Xue.

Han Yi answered the phone and scolded indiscriminately: "You are sick!" I've made seven or eight calls, and if I don't answer, it means I don't want to listen, don't you understand! ”

Ammy, on the other end of the phone, felt the urge to cry. She didn't have that kind of eldest lady's temper, otherwise she would explode on the spot and scold Han Yi bloody, and she hung up the phone without saying a word.

I used to think that if I had a career, love would also be accomplished, but now? The company has a lot of troubles, and love is a mess.

Is the weight of love really that noble in life? Han Yi is about to start doubting his life now.

Han Yi looked back on these years and asked himself, "What are you really for?" If you hadn't come to Chongqing, wouldn't you have been so tired as you are now? ”

If Bai Xue is like most other young people, she graduated from college at the age of 22. The salary of her first job was 1800, but she did not do her profession, and she left a few months later, because she did not know how to be a person, and she always did not have enough money to spend every month.

She has a girlfriend, she graduated, he also graduated, they were together when they were studying, they had to make phone calls for more than an hour every day, and the bus journey of more than an hour a week was not far away, and there was always someone waiting for him at the bus stop sign;

On those days of the month, when her stomach hurts, he poured a hot water bottle to cover her stomach; His phone never goes off or off, she knows his brother and friends, and he knows all her friends.

She knows his account and QQ's password, because it is the birthdays of the two of them. He always puts his wallet and phone in her bag when he goes out. She and he have endless words and endless conversations, and they can often talk until three or four o'clock in the morning. At that time, they were no longer in love, but they were still in love.

When she was 23 years old, she changed jobs, more than a thousand a month but it was not enough, her boyfriend went to work in other places, they were separated, he began to go to bars often, he had socials every day, he was used to seeing the lights, he learned to play on the spot, and he didn't sleep until the early hours of the morning every day, but he remembered to send her a text message to say good night before going to bed. When she was angry, he would keep calling her and apologize to her.

At the age of 24, she and him finally broke up, because of the distance and because the outside world was too exciting. So she also learned to go to the bar, sitting in the corner of the bar with her little sister, watching the people at the table playing boring games or drinking boring wine, she found it boring, but then she still went to the bar. She changed jobs, the workload increased greatly, but the salary still did not increase much, she went back and forth to various cities, feeling tired but did not want to stop.

At the age of 25, she didn't seem to be in love, she had afternoon tea with her little sisters every week, watched movies with friends on Tuesdays, ate out often, and went to basically good restaurants, but didn't get much out of her work, boss

Drawing a cake for her, she hopes, but she doesn't want it, her career is very confused, and her life is very simple. She has been to many places, she has become busier, but she does not feel tired, she knows how to look at the scenery along the way while walking.

When she was 26 years old, she wanted to stop and take a break, and she met a boy who made her feel warm, and she seemed to be in love. But the boy has his anniversary, she is not in his story, he seems to be nice to her, but he will never remember to take the initiative to say goodnight to her, he also loves clubbing, there are many brothers, but she doesn't know most of them. He didn't have time to rush to see her friends, he was always lukewarm, and she was dispensable to him. He QQ is always invisible, he never wants to put her photos in his space, he said that feelings are a matter of two people, it turns out that he doesn't dare to let others witness the happiness or misfortune of two people.

His phone is always on silent or off, and she is most afraid that she will hear on her phone when she calls him, saying "Sorry, the call you dialed cannot be reached for the time being······" He won't pick her up from work, she texts him don't expect to reply to her messages right away, he always sees the dragon and doesn't see the end, she even thinks if he has a girlfriend, and then she knows that he has his anniversary, and then she remembers, he said, in fact, love or not is not so important.

One day she dropped her key and called him a lot but didn't answer, and it turned out that he was still clubbing. She was angry because he started texting her and told her that he was coming home, and she was very sad because she was crying on the phone and he didn't have a word of comfort, and the next day he was like no one, as long as he had something, he would never receive his calls or texts. She understands that people who have anniversaries don't know how to love others. So, she decided to give up.

When she was 27 years old, her family began to urge her to get married, she began to go on blind dates, her parents liked their friend's son very much and wanted them to date, so she started dating, she couldn't even describe the other party's appearance, because she didn't have much impression of him every time she met and parted, it turned out that she no longer knew how to love someone, so she got married. After getting married, she found out that loving someone is actually not that important, she has a child, and she only cares about her baby with all her heart.

When she was 28 years old, she ran into her ex-boyfriend, who turned out to be married and with his anniversary girlfriend. She found that he was dressed tastelessly and became darker, she wondered how she had liked him before, she finally met his anniversary girlfriend, it turned out that the other party was very inconspicuous, she finally understood that she took herself too seriously, it turned out that she was nothing.?

At the age of 30, she has forgotten all the things related to love, she began to calculate how to repay the loan early, she and her husband planned to change to a bigger house so that the elderly of both parties could come to live for a while, she was worried about the education of her children, and she had a daughter.

At this time, she has a stable job, she thinks that she will never do laundry and cook for anyone, but now she still goes to the vegetable market to buy vegetables every day after work, just remember to bargain, occasionally her husband takes her to eat Western food, she also thinks he is a waste of money. She doesn't spend lavishly anymore, but she keeps it once a year

Tourism.

When they were 35 years old, they changed to a big house, bought a car, and paid off most of the loans in advance, but for the sake of the baby's schooling, they watched a movie with their little sisters every Tuesday, and occasionally had afternoon tea on weekends, and the topic of conversation always revolved around the children.

When she was 55 years old, she retired and went back to her hometown with her wife to open a small shop, with a yard at home to plant some flowers and plants. She also grows some of her favorite vegetables, and her house has a pond, and your old man will always fish under the vines in the evening. The son has settled abroad, and the daughter has become a mother. I came back to see them once a month, and my little grandson and grandson were around her and grandma was screaming non-stop.

When she was 70 years old, her hair was gray, the hair on her forehead was getting thinner and thinner, and the children could only come to see them during the New Year's holiday. The old man of her family always said: You can't be low-key as an old woman, you are a lot older.

When the cycle of life is about to end, she doesn't know the weight of love in life, she wants to say, in fact, it doesn't matter if you don't love each other at the beginning, as long as you have the strength to love, and the strength to live again is beautiful.

At the end of her life, she might not regret it, right? If Han Yi is also on the same trajectory of fate, is the weight of love in life still so noble?

"Do you remember your predecessor after breaking up for so long?" If someone asked Han Yi, what would he say?

I remember that I was too attentive, I didn't remember, I seemed too affectionate, in fact, Han Yi also remembered, it was Zhong Yinger.

In fact, that person is like he hit a telephone pole while walking, it hurts, and he will walk around the telephone pole in the future, and he may not remember how painful the collision is after a long time. However, the telephone pole will always be there.

Bai Xue's words in the past few days, so decisive, Han Yi thought to himself, is their love just an impulse?

Sometimes, the easiest blank line is the most thorough line of defense. I thought I had it, but as I walked, everything in reality became a feeling of memory, and the colors left in the end were only those who had been immersed in the dream. Perhaps, the reality is like this, once impulsive, the warmth in the palm of the hand is only the haggard of the sky.

The bustling city, the broken music is bleak to the bone, the lights are as sad as the moonlight story, and you can't wake up, just a piece of smoke and dust still copying your scene in the traces of memory. Over the years, those familiar encounters, every word is the figure of you and me passing by. Perhaps, only time still remembers that at the beginning of the lanterns, in the strange crowd, who is the scenery of whom, and who is looking up. And in the end, there was a jumble of chapters in the footsteps that passed.

It was happiness together. Exactly the same strangeness, exactly the same blank space. But fate is divided into mirror flowers, different enchantments, and the story has different accidents. When encountered, it is very thorough, and it will be completed after thoroughness

The impulsive end.

Remember, the sky is a dark dark spot, there is hope but no direction to turn back; poignant, passing by but can't help but cry. I always hope that I can still hold a speck of dust at the end, and then, I can remember the sadness of those tears, and in the end, the remaining vicissitudes, no matter what the ending is, I will also know my mind.

These shots, in a flash, yesterday, shorter than the epiphany, today, longer than reality, raise your head, can treasure the wandering I don't know how much I treasure, only know, except for the blood-red shots, there is no room for any light in the years.

Speaking of leaving, it is a piece of the past. Sigh, and how much can you forget.

The vicissitudes of life are also like the end. It's just that after the rain suddenly, my expression was a little sad, so you and my years have become a story but there is no complete ending. In the end, what we left behind was regret, and it was also the only emotion that we could leave to each other after leaving each other in the red dust.

In this way, the wind gradually tightened, and a person drifted in the rain on his back to cool down, back and forth, as if he had walked a lot, but at the beginning, he was too close and too far away, so the scene of a person was repeated over and over again, and before he knew it, there was half a year left.

Penetrating the left bank, love is a plate of loose sand after all, fate has been for a long time, and there is no blank. Impulsiveness is over, but it is a punishment.

(End of chapter)