On the same day, I stayed in Haicheng for one night, and in my hotel room, I once again dialed the numbers that I had deliberately dialed, and this time I did not hide it, told the truth, and asked them very calmly about Yang Er's current situation.

They all sighed, feeling sorry for the breakup between me and Yang Er.

I'm not so sad anymore.

A few months have passed, the flowers have bloomed and fallen several times, the defeated flowers have been covered in the soil, and new flowers have grown again, and there is nothing that time can dilute. In the company, every time I see a flower blooming, I say it's a new beginning.

It's just that human metabolism is much, much slower than that of flowers.

In the end, I conclude that conforming to the real world is king, but I still need a little time.

"Not long ago, someone asked me for your number." Zhang Xiaowanyu, who was good with me when she was a student, was surprised on the phone.

I knew the person she was talking about was Yoo Han-dong, or a friend of his.

"What the hell happened between you?"

"It's the end of fate." When I said it, I had a sense of seeing through the red dust.

"In that case, why should you inquire about him?"

I was speechless for a moment.

It's no wonder that others think this way.

"I know, emotional matters, there is always someone who is sorry for whom, you don't want to say it, I understand." Zhang Xiaowan said considerately.

That's right. After all, love is about your love and my willingness, and if one party is unwilling, it will be over.

"Perhaps, to ask him for a goodbye." I sighed as I looked out the window at the neon lights.

The night view of Haicheng is very beautiful, but in my eyes it becomes very lonely.

"Farewell?"

"Although we broke up, I still want to hear him tell me the truth in person and want a complete goodbye." I said what was from the bottom of my heart.

After listening to my words, Zhang Xiaowan blurted out very emotionally: "I understand, this is called spiritual cleanliness." If the obsession in the heart is not unraveled, it is difficult to see and liberate. ”

Zhang Xiaowan really woke up the dreamer with a word, and also solved my confusion.

Mental cleanliness - a thorough and accurate summary of all my symptoms.

I finally knew what the obsession in my heart was: it was for a complete goodbye.

"Leave it to me, I'll help you inquire." Zhang Xiaowan said with a sense of responsibility.

Like Su Yue, she has a warm heart and a chivalrous demeanor, I have met a lot of good people, how lucky I am.

As soon as I hung up the phone, I received another call from Liu Handong.

"Are you still in Haicheng?" He was straight to the point and unreserved, "I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and want to treat you to a meal in the evening." ”

"Why?" I don't beat around the bush either.

"Thank you for coming to visit me! If I don't invite you to a meal, I won't be at ease. ”

"You're too polite, but I'm not just here to see you." I also have other intentions, and it is not pure and harmless.

"Even a touch of affection is enough."

He said this, and I can't refuse again.

I think he should be a very good person, an affectionate and persistent man, but he lost on the first come, first come, if Mu Qingyi met him first, I am afraid there would be nothing wrong with Yang Er.

Sure enough, when I saw him again, it completely confirmed how correct my idea was.

He had regained the spirit of a normal person in the past, well-dressed, his eyes were bright, and he was gentle, just like the person who was lying on the hospital bed yesterday. Zeng Xinfang is not exaggerating at all, he has been the object of admiration of countless girls.

However, he only has Mu Qingyi in his eyes, and they have also loved vigorously and envied others. It's a pity that Mu Qingyi didn't know such a gentleman, and the person who spent the rest of his life together couldn't be him after all.

I dare to conclude that his love must be deeper than mine, my love for Yang Er falls into the bottom of my heart and is embedded with it, and he is engraved into Mu Qingyi like a brand in his heart, otherwise he would not be so desperate as to say goodbye with death.

How hard it must be for him to forget those pasts, how much pain his heart and body must have.

He walked towards me with a good demeanor.

It actually made me feel a feeling of "may the world be kind to him".