I think it's a little funny to myself. Although I have never loved Song Zitian, because of this, the guilt I feel about him in my heart has expanded infinitely.

Suddenly, Song Zitian spoke.

"That's why I called you recently and you never answered, right?"

I didn't answer.

The green tendons on Song Zitian's forehead burst out, and his face was a little red from anger. Seeing that I didn't react, he took a step forward: "Speak!" ”

The almost roaring sound really startled everyone present!

"It's not." My voice is as low as a mosquito.

"What's that?"

"It's because we broke up."

"Yes, break up, break up, you can find my dad, right? Cao Muxi, you can fall in love with anyone in this world, but why him? Why? He can be your dad! Song Zitian's eyes were red, and Uncle Yumu was just leaning against the window and smoking a cigarette, looking out the window.

I am powerless to answer anything, and it seems that whatever I say, I will take a blame on myself. The air suddenly became silent, including Jiang Shanshan, who didn't taunt me anymore. Song Zitian beside her is for Jiang Shanshan, the purpose of use has been achieved, then she can choose to leave.

Although I was very flustered at the time, I still did not shed tears in the face of Song Zitian's roar. Perhaps, it was my "shameless" spirit that made Song Zitian choose not to continue to ask me anything, but to turn around and leave. Jiang Shanshan, who was trying to chase out, suddenly looked back at me when she was about to go out: "Cao Muxi, it's flat." ”

My mind was full of that sentence. Hehe~ I laughed bitterly. Uncle Elm by the window turned his head to look at me, and I looked up to meet his gaze. At that moment, between me and him, I didn't know what to say first.

Too many things in this world are like this, and the ever-changing grievances and hatreds are nothing more than two results, divided and combined.

I suddenly cracked my mouth at him with his back to the light, and instead of responding to me, he let out a long sigh. This tone may be lamenting that he is unable to do it.

Although my incident was in a uproar in the later period, Cao Ge and his father did not make a big fuss about me. I know it's because the words I said at the dinner table that day really pierced their hearts. Naturally, they also know that everything related to my childhood and youth in terms of care, responsibility, education, love, etc., is irreparable. It's this kind of debt that makes them, as parents, unable to criticize me in any way.

Because whatever I say, I will refute it.

Later, Cao Cancan asked me if it was the shadow caused by my childhood family that caused me to go astray.

I smiled and asked her, what is the wrong way and the right way? Every path people take, you only find out whether it is right or wrong when you reach the end. If you know what is wrong from the very beginning, and you go all the way, it is your own mental imperfection. As I said before, human growth is the so-called detour. It doesn't matter how many detours you have taken, what matters is that when you find out that you have made mistakes and can correct them in time and get back on track, then you are a successful person in life.

It's a pity that there are very few people who can go astray and step on the right path.

Walking on a bad road is like a slide, and the speed is so fast that you don't expect it. By the time you realize it's too late, you've already fallen to the ground. Do you want to climb up? I'm afraid I'm going to pat my ass and go back up from the other side of the mountain. What is it? This is called the law of human existence.

I knew I was wrong, but I never regretted it.

Since then, I have cut off contact with Uncle Elm. And all of this is also because of Song Zitian in the middle.

With such a big event, how could Jiang Shanshan let go of a good opportunity to publicize it everywhere? So, the day after the incident, I received countless phone calls and text messages from Liu Zhen. But none of them responded. On the fourth day, Liu Zhenlai knocked on the door.

When I opened the door and saw her, I didn't feel strange at all. Liu Zhen later said that Jiang Shanshan went back to the dormitory for a sarcastic meal. And Liu Zhen herself also had a little premonition, but she couldn't believe it and confirm it. When she saw me that day, she said that I had become haggard and sad, and that kind of sadness was the first time I had seen it in so many years. She used to think that I was an Iron Man, the invincible kind, but I would also be hurt, and it would be emotionally wounded.

Liu Zhen asked: "Mu Xi, how could you like someone of such an age?" ”

At that time, I hugged my curled legs and looked at the blue sky outside the window, smiled, and whispered: "Don't say you don't understand, I don't know myself, how could I suddenly fall in love with an old man who is the same age as my father, and is still the father of my ex-boyfriend!" Ridiculous, isn't it? ”

Liu Zhen didn't answer me.

After a while, she said: "I heard that last time, after Song and Song Zitian came here, they broke up with Jiang Shanshan. ”

"Well, each takes what he needs, and there is no use value for each other, and separation is inevitable."

"However, he, he seems to have been quite stimulated, and it is said that every day he goes to the bar, he doesn't go back to school, and he doesn't, he doesn't go home."

I didn't speak, but buried my head in my arms.

Liu Zhen said slowly beside me: "I always thought that you were a sunny and healthy person with your own personality and independent personality. But I didn't expect that the big dye vat of this world would make Cao Muxi, a girl, also go astray and go downhill. ”

I looked out the window: "Why do most people in this world like to go downhill?" Liu Zhen did not speak.

"Because the downhill road is not strenuous, while the uphill road is exhausting. When people go downhill, it is good to know that it is good to turn back, and when they are about to reach the top of the uphill road, they run off and go into the self-enclosed forest. Everyone has a certain position for their own society, and he also has his own unique understanding of his own life. Both the good and the bad paths are self-chosen, and no one can be blamed. Fortunately, it is still young, and everything is still in time. ”

In this last sentence, I seemed to comfort myself. I remember Liu Zhen smiled at the time, but that smile was a bitter smile.

Slowly, I found that the appearance and departure of Uncle Elm made me more aware of the so-called chicken soup for the soul. I became reticent and chose to live alone in that house for a while. In the first few days, I would always see the shadow of Uncle Elm in every corner of this room, and even, the breath of his former life that echoed in the air. I would hold a pillow by myself, and sit for a day. I would be sentimental and choose to cry when no one was around.

I dreamed of my mother.

The mother in the dream is holding a pen and writing on a blank piece of paper. In fact, the mother basically does not write anything except her name. After a while, I saw her hold up a piece of paper and lean towards me. It was a crooked Anzi.

In the dream, I asked her, "Ann? Ann what? ”

She stood under the plane tree: "Peaceful, reassuring, quiet, well." With that, he left.

I don't know if my mother was talking about herself, or if she was talking about me. However, the plane tree in my dream made me want to go back and see my old friend.

On the day I returned to Cao's house, the wind was light. My old friend just stood motionless outside the window, but he wasn't angry at all. When I suddenly looked at the blue sky with my arms on my pillow, I remembered my flamboyant youth, the vitality that could be smelled in my hair, and at this moment, I had already bowed my eyebrows and surrendered to the fading changes of this age, the fear and anxiety that I had given.

I suddenly felt that I had been busy living in this cold world for so many years, but in the end, I was busy doing nothing. Then, I took a few glances and suddenly realized that the iconic sign that has disappeared with age is to talk about the past and give a little overview.

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