He tried his best to calm himself down along the way, but he wanted to hit the steering wheel with him in his hand. Thinking of the two of them flirting in the car, he was anxious and angry, his face was purple for a while, red for a while, black for a while, his heart was already turbulent, and he looked at the car in front of him, as if he was going to burn the BMW.

BMW stopped in the parking lot of the Vienna Hotel, he hurriedly paid the bill and opened the car door, and was about to follow up to question, when suddenly remembered her quibbling and denying it. So he calmed down and took out his phone to take pictures until they walked into the hotel, where he got out of the car and squatted in a corner of the alley opposite the hotel, which was just right for him to observe and not to be detected.

He smoked cigarette after cigarette. Thinking that they were raining clouds, he slammed his head against the wall like crazy. He had a splitting headache and sat on the ground with his head in his hands. He remembered the first time they had met—she was sitting in the library reading a book in a white dress, the wind outside the window ruffling her bangs, the sun shining on her fair face, and his heart skipped a beat. He then knew what it was to be heart-pounding and what it was to fall in love at first sight. His heart was like a bud after the rain, sprouting and softening, wanting to chase her down. He clearly remembered the bits and pieces with her, the first time he held hands, the first time he hugged, and the first time he had a skin-to-skin kiss. In the past six years, from graduation to work to buying a house and a car, all in order to give her a home, he would rather eat a bowl of fried rice with three or five yuan on the street, but take her to a Western restaurant to eat steak; He wore old clothes, but bought her designer bags from the mall; He saved money and left the money to take her on a trip...... He thought that after having an RV, he would be able to marry her home in style and give her a safe haven, but now he found that she had already become an outsider.

"Fake! Everything is fake! He punched the wall, oozing blood from the back of his hand. As if he had made a big decision, he stood up, called a taxi, and went home.

He opened the door, and his heart ached violently, and every corner of the room was filled with her breath, and with their memories. At the door was the shoe he had bought her, and she was ugly at the time, but she had made do with it, and he stepped forward and stomped on it hard. On the wall was a picture of them, and he put his arm around her waist and smiled brightly, and he ripped it off and fell to the ground. He broke all the couple cups on the coffee table. Their lingering pillows on the couch, he threw angrily. The cross-stitch "Home and Everything" on the wall looked so ironic that he picked up the ashtray on the table and smashed it upwards. The bed sheets and quilts in the bedroom, he frantically shredded them with scissors. The pots and pans in the kitchen, he threw them to the ground in one go. He had promised to cook her for the rest of his life, but now he thought it was funny.

Shredding, littering, smashing, breaking...... He destroyed everything he could. He doesn't want it, this stitch, thread, table and chair are all the homes he worked hard to come to, he doesn't want it, everything has lost its meaning. He rummaged through boxes and cabinets, trampled on and threw ......

He was finally tired, and his home was in chaos, like a post-war ruin, barren and messy, and no one could tell that a few hours ago, this was the place of romance.

He sat in a mess. His hands were scarred, but he didn't feel pain. His face was pale, his eyes were empty, sometimes he cried, sometimes he looked up to the sky and laughed. Unaware of the darkness outside.

I don't know how long later, there was a sound of footsteps, the key turned, she opened the door, pressed the light, but screamed in fright, "Ah", she saw a room of mess and he sitting on the ground, panicked, I don't know what happened. She cautiously walked around the objects on the ground and walked up to him, only to see that his face was as dead as ashes, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he looked blankly ahead. The wounds on his hands were stained with blood.

She instinctively retreated in horror, she had never seen him like this in six years, not even when she received the news of his father's death. She guessed that he must have found something, and in a panic she wanted to turn away, but she stepped on a pile of broken glass, and she fell to the ground, and couldn't help but let out an "oops".

Hearing her voice, he came back to his senses, turned his head, and saw her, he slowly stood up and walked in front of her, there was no expression on his face, she thought he must be crazy, she didn't know what frightening actions a madman would make, she wanted to run away, but her foot was injured, and she had to move back desperately. She stretched out her hands to block the front, and said tremblingly, "Don't come...... Don't come here......"

He crouched down, clamped her two hands, and slowly moved away. She saw his face, distorted by anger, and he popped out a word from his clenched teeth: "Cheap! He raised his hand and hit her in the face hard, and she screamed in pain again. He slapped her, and there was no longer a raging flame in his eyes, but ashes after burning. One lip twitched, and a heavy word came out, "Get out!" ”。

She didn't know whether it was pain or fear, she staggered and struggled to stand up, turned around and walked out of the door, crying and saying: "The surname is Cai, I'm not done with you!" ”。

Li Xiaocan walked into the pantry to pour tea, and saw Xiao Tang and Sister Chen chewing the root of their tongues, Xiao Tang said mysteriously: "Do you say that Lao Cai will break up?" ”

Sister Chen disagreed: "Why do you do this kind of woman indiscriminately? Keep it for marriage? Keep it for yourself to reduce your life? It's a shame that Lao Cai talked to her for so long. ”

Xiaotang said: "Maybe not necessarily, Lao Cai has feelings for her, they have been together for six years, how many six years are there in their lives, or from graduation to the present, ignorant youth, green years, and the best years of life are together, do you think this will be willing to separate?" ”

Sister Chen sneered and said, "Feelings, what are feelings?" I lived to be in my 40s, and I understood that feelings are a fart in this mundane red dust! At the beginning, under the effect of hormones, the two were sweet and sweet, like glue, they could be born and die for each other, and they wished they could stay together every day, and even the other party hiccuped and thought each other was very cute. But when you really enter the marriage, you will calm down and find out the true appearance of the other party, and your shortcomings will be exposed, and there will be a gap. Coupled with firewood, rice, oil and salt, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law contradictions, etc., two people will quarrel, will shout, 'I was blind at the beginning, how did I fall in love with you', if you add a little temptation to the outside at this time, meet a rich man or a beautiful woman, take the initiative to hook up, it is estimated that few people do not have other ideas, right? At that time, I talked about feelings. ”