Bring your luggage to the station, there are really a lot of people who buy tickets, basically all of them are their peers - college students. After buying the ticket, I watched the travelers coming and going in the waiting room. At this time, my gaze rested on a girl with long flowing hair like Murong Qiuyue. Dressed in a pale yellow dress and carrying a lady's bag, she stood there as if waiting for someone.

I thank God for allowing me to meet her here, and for giving me the opportunity to say sorry again so that she will forgive me. I picked up my backpack and left my seat, and as I got up to leave, a grandmother sat down. I walked through the crowd, just hoping to get to her side quickly and expect her forgiveness.

I had already arrived at the girl's side at this time, plucked up the courage to pat him on the shoulder and said, "Murong Qiuyue." The girl turned her head suddenly. I saw it, I saw it, I saw it was a delicate face, but she was not Murong Qiuyue. Oh no, I recognized the wrong person. What to do? I saw the girl ask me, "What's the matter with you?" Do you know me? Come up here and touch me, you know? My clothes are an international brand, can you pay for it if it gets dirty? ”

The girl's clever speech made me speechless. I didn't wear any name tags, did I just recognize the wrong person, did you say that about me? It is conceivable that today's young people are too disappointing, they don't recognize money and people, and they don't even know the most basic politeness.

I smiled all over my face and said, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person!" The girl beckoned her boyfriend over at this time and said, "Husband, this man has been harassing me just now, and he lied to me that he recognized the wrong person, and he is clearly a pervert." "What is this, how can it be justified? Isn't this clearly looking for trouble?

I glanced at the so-called boyfriend, who was muscular and looked very strong. At first glance, I knew that he was a man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, and without even allowing me to explain, he listened to slander and punched me, and I didn't expect him to reach out at all. It just so happens that during this time, I am depressed and have nowhere to vent, and I can't show mercy to such a person, and the whole person is a scumbag.

I dodged his fist and hit him in the stomach as fast as I could, and although I wasn't too strong, I still had a little bit of explosiveness. The target squatted down with a muffled grunt, and I also crouched down in his ear and said, "I just recognized the wrong person, and I don't think your girlfriend is worth your fight for her." "Then I burst into the crowd and disappeared into the crowd.

When I looked at them again, it seemed as if they were arguing about something. I shook my head and thought to myself, I don't want this kind of love. Stepping on the train home, looking at the scenery outside the window one by one, life is not like this.

When I got home, my parents were very happy to see their beloved eldest son come back and prepared a hearty dinner for me. I talked to my dad about this experience, and he praised me for growing a lot and maturing a little. Dad doesn't usually praise people casually, and I feel lucky to have Dad praise a few words.

The days at home were comfortable, but also uneventful. Every late at night, when I toss and turn, I will think of the unforgettable scenes of my time on campus. There is my pain in it, but also my happiness. My dream is to love him all the time. I loved, but failed. Now thinking of the moment when I was separated from Meng Mei, the sourness in my heart still makes me want to cry. He knows everything, but his performance in the exam room really worries me, and I feel like I have failed.

Murong Qiuyue held the fragment of the crystal piano in her hand, looking at the rocking chair that her grandfather often sat in in the courtyard outside the window. Murong Qiuyue came back this time to explain to his dead grandfather that he didn't mean to break the crystal piano, everything was damn by him.

"Qiuyue, when you come back today, my sister has prepared a lot of delicious food for you, come and eat! Otherwise, I will be told by my mother and father again, saying that I can't take care of you! Murong Ruochen beckoned his sister to eat.

Murong Ruochen, Murong Qiuyue's sister, her own sister. After graduating from Fudan University in Shanghai, he took care of the company's business with his father after graduation. Murong Ruochen was born with wisdom, if Qiuyue is a big lady with a temper, then Ruochen is a typical lady, with both ability and political integrity, and people who know her call her "soft girl".

Qiu Yue put down the broken qin in her hand, came down from upstairs, and sat opposite Ruoji without a smile. Ruoji has also been in the company for a while, and he is still very good at observing words and feelings, coupled with his understanding of his sister, he can see at a glance that his sister has something on his mind. deliberately asked: "Qiu Yue, since you came back yesterday, you have been straining your face. How? Is it because my sister didn't take care of you, or is there something else on her mind? ”