"No, I'm not leaving." Han Ruo grabbed everything he could, in order not to be pushed away by him.

The two of them pulled desperately, and Han Ruo, who was not physically advantageous, was able to hold Zhuang Bin's push.

The two gasped for breath and entered a tug-of-war.

Han Ruo's crying red eyes were full of pleading.

"I'm not leaving."

Zhuang Bin nodded hatefully, ready to do it at any time.

"Say it again!"

"I don't ......"

Syllable! He slapped her hard.

Half of Han Ruo's face was in pain, and then her ears were buzzing, and her stubbornness came up.

"If I don't go, I won't go!"

Syllable! He slapped Han Ruo again, making Han Ruo stumble.

He took advantage of the door, Han Ruo held on to the door and didn't let go, letting his fingers be caught.

"Zhuang Bin, please, I don't want to break up, let's not break up, okay? I don't want to lose you, I'm wrong, it's me who is wrong, don't break up, okay......"

Tears flowed endlessly, and her face was full of embarrassment, begging bitterly, like a little white rabbit about to be tortured to death.

Zhuang Bin's heart softened for a second, but soon it was as hard as iron.

"I slept with Melinda, you don't care?"

Han Ruo choked for a moment, swallowed back the bitterness that surged into his throat, and shook his head again and again.

"No, you're nothing, I'm wrong to blame you, I know you don't have anything ......"

She hypnotized herself into telling lies, and she couldn't even fool herself. Zhuang Bin smiled bitterly and sarcastically.

"Okay! You can do it! Han Ruo, you really don't want any face! Come ......"

He dragged her into the room and pulled her clothes.

"Don't you care? Come on, take off your clothes......"

Han Ruowa cried loudly, pushed him away, staggered to the ground, grabbed his clothes and looked at him in fear.

He laughed at her pretense of purity: "Didn't you say you didn't care?" Well? What's in it? ”

He is no longer the cold but polite Zhuang Bin of the past, and he is no longer the calm and rational scholar, he is like a demon and a hooligan.

"What are you when I am, what are you when I am? I'm your girlfriend, you're not dirty, I'm disgusted! ”

That night they were exhausted and hoarse. In the end, Han Ruo curled up in the corner and fell asleep pitifully with himself in his arms.

When she woke up, it was already dawn, Zhuang Bin was not there, and the room was in a mess.

Thirsty and hungry, she shivered all over, and dug out her bag of leftover bread and water from the train and gobbled it into her twitching stomach.

After that, she endured her physical discomfort and dragged her tired body to clean the room.

She hypnotized herself: life has to go on, her first love is not dead, and there is hope. The man she fell in love with since she was eighteen years old is still there, and she doesn't want to leave......

But when I saw the used condoms in the trash can, I vomited out the sour smell of gastric juice that I had eaten and drunk before.

She vomited until she burst into tears, vomited until she was heart-wrenching and lungs-tugging, vomited until her whole body collapsed, and she couldn't stand up.

She lay on the ground and laughed stupidly.

A bad love can exhaust a person's vitality, and the once arrogant Han Ruo has long been weak into a mess.

Is she wrong? Is love the most important thing in life? If there was no love, would all her efforts be ridiculously stupid?

If her love fails, what is it if she runs alone from the southwest to Shanghai and then to Beijing?

At noon, Zhuang Bin came back with food and water.

The furious anxiety of last night had disappeared, and he became gentle again, helping Han Ruo up and letting her eat.

Hunger eroded Han Ruo's brain, and she didn't have time to think about Zhuang Bin's transformation. When she finally comforted her stomach, Zhuang Bin's gift box was also packed.

"Where are you going?" Han Ruo froze in place, his brain sluggish and couldn't move.

Zhuang Bin didn't look at her, his voice was calm and deep: "I have already quit the lease of this house, you can go." ”

"Where are you going?" She still persistently asked.

"I moved to Melinda and moved in with her." Once stormy, at this time the wind and waves are calm, it is already destined to break up, why not calm down for the last time.

The five internal organs, which had finally stopped, began to hurt hotly again. Han Ruo was like a vacuum person who had been drained of strength, flesh, and breath, and sat on the ground weakly, holding her stomach, and she was weak.

"Zhuang Bin, do you have to hurt me so deeply? I, Han Ruo, am I going to be bullied to death by you in this life? ”

"I'm sorry." Zhuang Bin opened the door and left.

Like ups and downs in the choppy waves, Han Ruo was dizzy and didn't know where she was, her brain was broken for a while, and then she woke up like a dream, and finally realized that the breakup was coming.

The old residential buildings in the suburbs, the sixth floor, have no elevators, only one level of cement steps.

She has climbed the stairs countless times, always smiling and never complaining, even if she dragged her suitcase up and down, tired to the point that her arms were so sore that she couldn't lift them, she never said she was tired in front of Zhuang Bin.

At this time, Han Ruo, who still wanted to keep Zhuang Bin for the last time, weakly held on to the iron handrail and walked with difficulty step by step. She had no strength, she couldn't step on it properly, and she slid down the steps again and again.

Even if she was grinding the edges and corners of the cement, she had to seize the last chance.

Zhuang Bin put the suitcase in the trunk of the taxi, and Melinda called him to get in the car. He looked at the staircase as if he hadn't heard it, until Han Ruo appeared in sight holding his stomach and leaning over.

His eyes suddenly became sore, and he remembered that at the beginning of the year, her smiling face was brighter and more radiant than the lights, standing under the plane tree and waiting for him to get off work. This girl who fell in love with tenacity, bravery, perseverance and kindness has been tortured by him to the point of dying.

I'm sorry, Han Ruo, from now on, please forget me and live your life well. I don't deserve your love.

Zhuang Bin got into the car ruthlessly, letting his weak shouts drift in the wind.

Zhuang Bin, Zhuang Bin......

Taxi starts. Just one step away, Han Ruo watched Zhuang Bin in the taxi get farther and farther away from her.

Her throat was so hot that she couldn't swallow her saliva, and she was like a dying fish trying to fight her way out. She chased the taxi, one, two, five......

Until she fell to the ground hard, a hard pain came, and her scarred heart was shattered......

So many years of entanglement, just one year of intersection, but left a piercing memory.

Mr. Mu Xin said: In the past, it was slow, and there was only enough to love one person in a lifetime.

Loving someone all your life is not because of slowness, but because of injury.

Exhaust the courage of a lifetime to love someone, love is wrong, hurt enough, and no longer have the strength to love others.

Others can say that she is stupid, that she is stupid, that she is obsessed with wrong payments, that she does not know how to stop losses in time, that she is too weak in self-healing, and that she is too addicted to the past......

She admits it all. But emotional things have always been like people drinking water and knowing themselves, and some truths can only be understood if you have experienced them yourself.

The persuasion of others with hindsight is only further ridicule of the person concerned.

Love is a river, and the parties do not give up when they get to the river, and they have to jump down to die.

Who made Han Ruo really want to love someone for the rest of his life and ask for a lifelong love......