Back at the restaurant, I told Liu Handong the news on the phone just now, and felt that he had the right to know, even if he wanted to see Mu Qingyi again, it was reasonable.

But he shook disapprerovingly: "She has nothing to do with me anymore." He put down his chopsticks, in fact, he didn't have much appetite for the whole night, "I'm different from you, I don't want to see her again." ”

Yes, he has resisted it with his life, what else is there to be nostalgic for. If we meet again, maybe it's more hatred.

"As for your ex-boyfriend, do you think we can have a calm chat when we meet?"

This kind of hatred of taking his wife is so easy to eliminate, even Su Yue has the urge to slap Yang, let alone Liu Handong. If you don't beat the other party's head and bleed, it is difficult to eliminate the hatred in your heart.

It's me who didn't think it through.

"I'm sorry." I cast an apologetic look.

I'm thinking too simply, and besides, everyone has different symptoms and different approaches after falling out of love. I'm struggling with a goodbye, he's suicidal to sober himself up, we're not the same.

Why should I be strong?

"It's okay, you're kind too." He took a tissue and wiped his mouth, "However, my heart, which was once calm, may start crying again because of your information. ”

"It's nothing, men can cry too."

Tears are the best way for me to vent my bad feelings.

"You forget, I've already died once, and I won't shed any more tears for her."

I smiled slightly, since I have looked down on life and death, I should let go of the past, he will meet better people, more right people.

I wish I could.

After dinner, we said goodbye in the night and went back to our respective lives, but I will remember the back that waved to me.

He said, "Just say goodbye, wave and go." ”

In a love, we have lost ourselves, and what is even more tragic is a failed love, the wind and snow have long since dissipated, and the sadness of being alone after waking up from a dream.

Thank you for this strange touch of warmth.

"I don't think you're the right couple." Su Yue laughed and teased on the phone.

"How is that possible?"

"What's impossible, you're all single."

"We're just allies in a broken love."

"You can also become an ally in love."

It's a ghost idea.

"We have a see-through eye for each other, and we can always see each other's wounds, and this kind of love is too tiring. Besides, I don't have a heart for him, and neither does he. ”

"How do I hear that you have the feeling of crape myrtle."

"Ziwei is talking about 'how can I save a broken you'."

"Yes, yes, yes." Su Yue corrected, "It seems that I beat the mandarin ducks." ”

"Why, it's just messing with me."

I didn't tell Su Yue about Yang Er, if she knew that she would definitely reflect the heroine's side, she would go to Yunnan with me, and it would be out of control.

The dogma of "see each other one day better" was of no use to her, because she was an enemy in the eyes of the breakup.

Compared to Su Yue, I was too cowardly.

That night, I lost sleep again. The mood suddenly became very nervous, and I was about to rush in the direction of Yang Er, but instead of joy, nor happiness, he turned out to be a stranger.

Until dawn broke, my eyelids fought, and I couldn't hold back my squint for a while, but fortunately I booked a plane in the afternoon.

In the bright room, I didn't sleep well, and in a daze, I actually dreamed of Yang Er, which was the first time I dreamed of him since we broke up.

Some people say that when you dream of someone, you think about him too much, or because he misses you too much.

But I missed Yang Er so much, but I never dreamed of him, I don't know if he dreamed of me because of my longing.

In the dream, he was wearing a football suit, sweat soaked through his hair and clothes, he was still the same as before, and when he saw me nodding and smiling, my heart was furious.

When I woke up, I realized that it was not a dream, it was the past, it was a real past.

It's just that everything has disappeared.

And I'll see him for real soon, and I wonder if we'll be able to face each other so tenderly.

Before I went out, I received a text message from Liu Handong: "May you come back and be reborn." ”

This is his most straightforward wish.

In the direction of the sun, I smiled a little confused, who knows what would happen, provided I had to find him first.