After eating the rice noodles, there is still a lingering fragrance in my mouth, and I still feel a little unsatisfied when I look at the rice noodles in the bowl.

The time was close to eight o'clock, I took out my mobile phone and flipped through the messages, and at six o'clock, Ye Hua sent a text message: "Shui Han, come out tomorrow to gather and call Meng Yao." ”

"Okay, you can decide the location."

Ye Hua replied almost in seconds: "When the time comes to send you the location, you must call Meng Yao." ”

"Okay."

One day a month, we call everyone to get together, but usually I bring Li Ranran, Meng Yao has never participated once, so I have never seen my ex-woman once.

Once I asked Ye Hua why she didn't call Meng Yao, but Ye Hua said to me: "I also looked for Meng Yao, but she refused every time." ”

I think, she was afraid that she would be embarrassed to see Li Ranran, this time I broke up with Li Ranran, Ye Hua didn't want to let go of this opportunity, so she told me to call Meng Yao.

Flipping through the other text messages, in addition to a few rogue text messages with a headache, Meng Yao made a phone call half an hour ago, I didn't answer, and sent a few more text messages, one of which asked me: "Shui Han, why don't you go home yet?" ”

"Shui Han, I've made dinner."

Later, he asked anxiously, "Where are you?" Why don't you text me back? ”

The hand quickly typed a line "I'm outside, I accidentally fell asleep just now, I've eaten." ”

But after a moment of hesitation, he deleted the entire line and re-sent: "I'm fine, I'll be back later." ”

After sending it, I waited for a while, but Meng Yao didn't reply for a long time, and I didn't care, maybe she was also busy.

Looking around, it's a street away from Aiyama Plaza, which is a few stops away from home.

The activities of the night merchants in Aishan are almost full, and the stage is brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

There were only a few wandering singers silently holding guitars in the corner, singing songs about "life", and I could hear their helplessness and despair about life......

There are also a few people who silently shed a little money and sympathized with the wandering singer's uprooted life.

But they didn't care, and every time they met a passer-by who helped them, they would give them grateful eyes, and if they happened to not be singing, they would get up and bow.

I rummaged through my wallet, and it was only three hundred and two dollars, leaving two dollars to give the rest to the wandering singer.

He looked at me gratefully, so much so that the guitarist played the wrong tune, and he couldn't really hear it if he didn't listen carefully.

I waited for him to finish playing, and he put down his guitar and said to me gratefully, "Thank you!" ”

"You're welcome, I've had a time singing outside, but I'm in the basement."

He gave me a surprised look and invited, "Come to one?" ”

I nodded and smiled, "Okay, but it's ugly." ”

He smiled the same way, thinking I was being humble.

Although I haven't touched a guitar for a while, I still feel it, and after debugging, I said with some surprise: "The guitar is very good, it's not cheap." ”

He was a little proud, but there was a flash of loneliness in his eyes, and it was fleeting, and I didn't notice it.

A few lyrics flashed through my mind that I was satisfied with, but a woman's figure broke into my mind, and my heart tingled and ached.

Her betrayal made me decadent like a lesion, and my voice was hoarse for a while, and she sang with sadness: "

One day I woke up and saw that I didn't have you by my side

To my right is the toy you used to love

But when I stood up and looked for you in the room

All that's left is a letter with your taste

Just yesterday we looked at our photos together

But now it makes me feel like the main actor in a bad drama

Why is this happening to me?

Isn't it that God can't see the madness on you?"

......

The memories of Li Ranran were like movies flying in my mind, until the night I parted with her, and then moved to the afternoon pavilion.

I saw more and more people around me, and they were all a little fascinated by my voice, and many of them could hear the sadness and depression in my songs, the despair of love, and the death of the heart......

There are also people who feel ridiculous and angry about believing in love, and they are upset for me......

Sincere love also has a day when it falls apart, and there is also a moment of pathology in a healthy body and mind......

I still want to see her think of me when she is in danger, want to hold me when there is thunder at night, and want to feel safe with me when she is playing games...... But she's not her anymore, she's diseased......

"Didn't God see my madness about you......"

Holding back the tears to prevent them from flowing, the blurred vision in my eyes saw the figure in red, which was so dazzling and prominent.

She walked towards me step by step, I could no longer suppress the tears in my eyes, and the world was clear in my eyes again.

I could see her face clearly, "Meng Yao"

Will you be my dependence for the rest of my life? Will you be my support when playing the game? A lifetime of assistance?

......