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"It has nothing to do with that." I said, "It's just because I did something sorry for you, and your mom knows about it." ”

"You're also a victim, and I don't blame you." He said, "My mom has me to talk to them." ”

I shook my head.

He was silent for a while, and said, "Lingyu, it's been so long, I think you understand my mind, and I can see that you have always been cold to me. Maybe they don't feel much about me, they just think I'm a good marriage partner. ”

I shook my head and said, "You're wrong, I like you very much." ”

"Then you have no reason to break up with me," he said, "do you think I am a person who lacks basic tolerance?" Or you still can't let go of him in your heart, and you just want to break up with me about this matter. ”

I continued to shake my head and said, "Neither." ”

"Why is that?" His expression was even more confused.

I said, "I already said the reason last time, I don't want a thorn in the middle between you and me." ”

His face was full of incomprehension: "This is not a stab, you are a victim." ”

"If it doesn't count," I asked, looking him in the eye, "why did you lose your temper last time?" Why did you ask me just now if I still can't let him go? I've said it so many times, and I'm annoyed even by myself. I even sent him to a mental hospital with my own hands, and I know better than anyone what the result will be when he goes in, but even so, you keep asking me one by one, do you still love him? ”

He opened his mouth: "Okay, then this matter is also my fault, I won't think like this again." ”

"You can't control this." I said, "Don't keep apologizing, it's not you who is at fault." ”

He pursed his lips and looked at me a little helplessly.

Try to serve the food, full of delicacies, it looks very delicious, but I didn't eat it at all: "Fanyin he has done a lot of things to be sorry for me, but I never want to leave him, I keep enduring, I think I can tolerate without complaint, I think as long as he is by his side I am enough." But in fact, I didn't have a day of peace, and I thought it was a book of merit, on which I sat and counted my patience and dedication to him, waiting for him to thank me. But he intensified and kept breaking through my bottom line, and I couldn't do anything, the only way was tolerance. Later, he finally began to appreciate me, but I felt that it was not enough, that I could not do enough, and it was not until I saw him in a mental hospital that I realized that I had never forgiven him. In fact, tolerance is hell, because even anger cannot be expressed. ”

Apparently he could see that I had a lot of words to pour out in one go, so he didn't interrupt.

"It's not that I don't like you, on the contrary, I like you very much. I can be said to be like a dead person in my life, without any vitality, but since you came to me, I began to feel that my life is gradually recovering, and I especially hope that the second half of my life can be less depressed, not to forgive anyone, not to be tolerated, to be able to express emotions freely. I said, "I can see if you really don't mind or if you're just making a compromise to save the relationship, I don't need the latter." Because I know that no one can endure it. ”

He finally opened his mouth and said seriously: "But you are not a fanyin. ”

"What I do is no different from him." I said, "Besides, half a life is a long time, and I don't want to be cautious about you." ”

He suddenly laughed, "So you mean, it doesn't matter what I think, as long as you think I'll settle accounts in the future, you're determined to break up with me?" ”

I said, "I know you're going to say you won't now, but there's no guarantee you won't." ”

His smile was not happy at all, but almost crying, "You are really a person who is good at pushing yourself into a corner." ”

I didn't speak.

He's right, I've always been a good guy who goes to extremes.

"Since that's what you think, then I actually want to say that two people are together and tolerate each other every day." "To me, it was like you being raped, and it was because I didn't protect you and not because you were at fault," he said. Actually, if you don't break up with me, I don't think about that aspect. ”

I said, "No, I mean ......"

"Let's not talk about it yet." He interrupted me and said, "You've been too nervous lately, wait until you're emotionally stable and think about it." It's your birthday today, can you relax? ”

I was indeed a little excited, so I calmed down and said, "I'm just here to talk about this, and since you don't want to talk about it anymore, I'll go back first." ”

"Please," he said softly, "this is a cake I baked with my own hands, and I'm a man who can't even fry peanuts." ”

I picked up my purse and said, "I'm sorry. ”

He took my hand again, looked up, smiled, and looked at me calmly: "Your father said that no one has ever helped you celebrate your birthday before. ”

I shook my head: "It's not that exaggerated. ”

"Then there is no need to run," he said, squeezing my hand, "anyway, the child must have already gone to bed at such a late hour, and you are only drinking at home." Although my time is not precious, I am not a person who has nothing to do, and I deliberately take time out of my life to fulfill the desire to help others celebrate their birthdays, so why do you want to make everyone unhappy? ”

I said, "Don't think of me so pitifully. ”

"It's so pitiful that it's me." He spread his hands: "I'm a disabled person, and I'm baking cakes and booking restaurants, so I finally asked people out, and I was left here after a few words." ”

I let go of my grip on the bag.

He laughed slightly, let go of his grip on me, and said, "That's just like the words, in fact, I'm going to starve to death." ”

"I'm sorry." I say.

He smiled and picked up his knife and fork.

Then we each ate cold dishes on our plates, and for a while we didn't have any conversation. Until I asked, "Do you always talk to my dad about this?" ”

"No, it wasn't that long ago." He smiled and said, "I want to occupy your dinner time today, of course, I have to ask him in advance, so as not to arrange duplication." ”

"Oh."

"How?"

"He never helped me celebrate my birthday." I say.

He looked at me, and then stopped.

I said, "I don't care about that, you don't have to look at it." ”

He smiled, "What kind of expression am I?" ”

"Seems like I'm pathetic."

"That's not what I meant," he laughed, "I just have something to say, and I'm afraid you'll not save face." ”

I asked, confused, "What words?" ”

"I'm willing to help you celebrate your birthday every year." I was about to open my mouth when he said, "I know what you're going to say. If you really want to break up with me, and you have to say it's just a birthday, you don't care. But for me, it's a privilege to be the only one to celebrate the birthday of the girl I like. ”

I didn't speak.

He looked at me cautiously and asked, "Angry?" ”

"Nope." I said, "Thank you for thinking so." ”

He laughed and asked, "Do you have something on your mind today?" ”

"No, what's wrong?"

"It's always a look like I'm about to cry." He said softly, "At first I thought it was because I was going to talk about breaking up. ”

I shook my head: "You're thinking too much. ”

He furrowed his eyebrows: "I didn't know you were talking so harshly before." ”

"I mean, I don't have any minds." I said, "It's not that I don't feel sad to break up with you. Don't get me wrong. ”

He reached out again and took my hand and said, "Don't be so nervous. ”

I tried to pull out my hand, but I heard him say again, "You just said that you think you live like a dead man, but why am I?" Ever since this leg is gone, I've had nothing, and I have no purpose in life. You say that your life has been revived because of me, but in fact, I have been revived by you long before you have this total feeling. ”

I said, "I don't understand what you mean." ”

"Because I like you," he said, looking at me tenderly, "I feel alive again." ”

I said, "Frankly, I've always felt that you and I were just a marriage, and you didn't like me that much. ”

He laughed again: "I think you have a bit of an inferiority complex. ”

I asked, "When did you start liking me?" ”

"I don't know, your dad is always talking to me about you, so I knew you well long before I met you."

I didn't speak.

"Your dad said he had a daughter who didn't look like him, like his mother, so she was very beautiful. Although his grades are not good, and he is relatively hairy, he has a lively and cute personality, has no scheming, is very honest, and never harms others," he said: "He said that he thinks the two of us are a good match, because you and I are not serious about business, and we can just be a couple who play all day long." ”

I smiled and didn't say anything.

He looked at me with a very gentle expression: "After I started to contact you, your father always said that you are really a very lively and lovely child, and it is because you have been bullied by their family for too long that you have become so silent. ”

I said, "Speaking of which, I don't see any charm in myself. ”

He only laughed, but he stopped talking.

I didn't bother to figure this out, and I didn't say anything more.

The waiter came to serve the food again.

I had just picked up the knife and fork when I suddenly heard a girl's voice: "Sister Su? ”

I froze for a moment and turned my head.

Not far from me stood a young girl, white as snow, with long waterfall hair, eyes curved like crescents, and thick and slender eyelashes. She was wearing a white shirt and a black strap skirt and a backpack on her back, like a student from a girls' school in the Republic of China who came out of the movie.

When I turned my head, she walked over with a smile on her face: "Sure enough, it's Sister Su, what a coincidence!" ”

It's early summer.

Before I could say anything, the man who accompanied her also walked over, stretched out his hand to Meng Jiancong and said, "Meng Shao, long time no see." ”

Meng Jiancong held his hand and said very decently, "Hello, Mr. Fan." ”

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