The two best things in life: one, love, and two, money.

Money and love are always the cheapest and most precious things in this world.

This statement is not false at all.

In reality, money allows you to do a lot of what you want to do; But what is money in the virtual?

Money can buy a lot of things; Money can buy all kinds of beautiful things; Money can buy all sorts of things; Money can buy a lot of beautiful women, and money can also buy all kinds of delicacies......

Love is like a luxury, and it's the kind of luxury that can never be bought.

If love really exists, how can it end up like this?

Love really exists, but is it really trustworthy?

Love, in my opinion, is a beautiful fantasy; And in my opinion, the beauty of love is not based on money. I believe that if you can have love, your life will be very beautiful; If you can't have love, then your life is going to be very bad.

Love is a thing that sometimes really feels like a neurosis, sometimes you feel like you've got it under control, but at night, it pops up again, and you're always tossed to death by it, and you always feel like you've got it under control.

I felt like I was a psychopath.

Love, sometimes it's really like a neurosis, sometimes you feel like you've got it under control, but at night, it suddenly appears again, and you're always tortured by it, and you always feel like you've controlled it, but at night, it suddenly appears and tortures you mercilessly.

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| "Is there really no room for recovery?"

"Hmm" |

"It's decided" |

"Don't wait" |

| "Your parents told you that themselves?"

"Hmm" |

| "Then why make me wait until the New Year"

| "That'll do"

"Hmm" |

| "Hmm"

| "Then let's disperse like this"

| "In the future, they can only be ordinary friends"

...... ...... ...... ..... 。。。

| "I'll pick you up"

| "Is it okay to come with me?"

| "Please"

I still didn't get a reply from her to me, even with just one punctuation, so I thought about it, picked up my phone and pressed the familiar number and dialed it.

"Hello?"

"Hello?"

And the reply to me was still those few words: "I'm sorry! The person you're calling is temporarily unreachable, so please call again later. Sorry! The subscriber you dialed can not be connected for the moment,please redial later.”

I still kept dialing, but those few words were still so ruthless. It wasn't until I made more than 50 calls that I had to admit that there was really no way to get through again, maybe she was really too ruthless and ruthless! Frustrated, I flipped through the chat again and finally sent her a message.

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| "I admit it! I wish you all the best, I wish you

| All is well, ......... in the future."

The trembling hand sent out this last message, and the phone fell to the ground with a "poof" and "dang" sound, as if it was shaking like me, slowly shaking more and more slowly, and it was smoothly attached to the tile board.

Tears slipped down from the corners of his eyes, falling on his face one by one, wetting his clothes, wetting his face, dripping on the palms of his hands, cold and piercing.

I sat on the floor like a wooden man, and although the light in the room was exceptionally bright, everything in front of me seemed to become more and more blurry due to tears and a long period of daze, and my vision became more and more dim, as if I would fall into darkness at any moment.

The corridor was empty, there was no sound of walking or whispering, and the silence was terrifying.

"What should I do, what should I do, what should I do, what can I do, it's me who is too wasteful, money, it's all money, why, why, why"

This minute I want to go back to the past, even though I live in a small rental house, but so what? I have her, I have parents, although not very rich, but at least it is much better than going out to work, although I am busy every day, eight in the morning and ten in the evening, so what? I tried to change everything, without a trace of complaint, without regretting the promise I made to her, to bring her out, she betrayed her parents and chose to go with me, she has been with me every day for the past two years, what ups and downs have not passed, but why did you leave me? Why is this world so cruel, I hate, hate.

She is my lover, I have known her since high school, until graduation, we have always had a good relationship, although sometimes I have a little temper, but when I see her, when I am bored, the most I can say is a few words. After graduation, I came out with her to work in my father's company, every day from eight to ten in the morning, she followed me without a trace of complaints, my parents are also very satisfied with her, although the company is not big, but at least the money earned is better than the part-time job, better in freedom, tired can rest, nothing can go out for a walk.

I raised my hand and lit a cigarette, put it to my mouth, and smoked it weakly, at this time I also responded to the lyrics "Cigarettes accompany me until the early hours of the morning~", but I didn't know what to say, so I could only smoke cigarettes silently, keep rolling my eyes, and I didn't know what to do.

Standing up and looking out the window, the tears had dried up and the eyes were swollen from crying, but they still looked into the distance with their eyes open, hoping to see a glimmer of light, even the faintest of light.

But I'm still disappointed.

Sitting alone on the cold and empty corridor floor, quietly recalling the past when he met and fell in love with that person, until now, he still can't help but shed tears. Quietly leaned against the wall and fell asleep quietly.

In my sleep, I seemed to hear some small sounds, but my eyelids grew heavier and heavier......

For a while, or a person crouched in the corner, crying, smoking, looking at the cigarette butts on the ground one after another. Or walking alone on the lively street, looking down at the empty hands, the fantasy of the hands are holding me strongly, so soft, so warm. Or sit alone at the roadside stall we used to do together, order a few bottles of beer, a few skewers she likes to eat, and still have her favorite drinks and utensils on the place, and I drink the beer slowly, silent......

"Boss, let's have a bottle of Erguotou, let's Bao Yuxi" I habitually touched my pocket and found that there was still the last cigarette left, so I put it to my mouth, and skillfully took out the lighter with my other hand, and lit the cigarette in my mouth with a "click".

"Here, a total of thirty-two yuan, this is the payment code, you can scan it." The boss smiled at me with a smile on his face.

As if noticing the gloomy look on my face, the boss whispered to me again, "What's the matter, young man, if something happens, it's okay to get over!" Look at the opening point! ”

I looked up at him, then at the cigarettes and alcohol on the counter, grinned at him, and said, "It's okay!" ”

The boss didn't say much when he saw me like this, and turned around to watch TV again.

Picking up the cigarette and wine, putting the cigarette in my trouser pocket, unscrewing the cap of the bottle at the second pot head, "Goo, Goo" The 56-degree liquid slid down my throat with a strong hot and spicy stimulation and entered the stomach, at this moment, I finally began to feel a little relaxed and happy, so warm.

It is getting late, and there will be a telephone pole on the side of the two-way road every five or six meters, on which a solar lamp is hung, illuminating the empty road, only a few small cars are parked on both sides of the road, the lane is not very wide, so stop, people who drive by need to be careful.

I walked slowly and leisurely alone, with staggering steps, like a child who had just learned to walk, walking one bump after another, and kept walking forward, and I didn't know where to go, but the road was very long. I drank almost half of the second pot, and the one-pound wine bottle was lifted in my hand, constantly shaking and hitting the trouser leg, making a "bang" sound, but I couldn't try a trace of the feeling, and I was dazed.

I don't know how long I walked, and the wine was almost drunk, so I simply sat on the side of the road, lit the Yuxi cigarette I bought a long time ago, tore off a layer of adhesive paper outside, and smoked a cigarette. The "hiss" fire burns continuously, and every two seconds of inhalation protrudes a long gray mist, which is the smoke absorbed by the lungs after the tobacco is burned.

Suddenly, two bright lights in the distance shone towards me, "Whew, Whew, Whew" A very fast behemoth kept approaching me.

"Knock"

"Jingle Bell"

"Bang blah, blah blah"

I flew five or six meters away, and before I lost consciousness, I knew I was miserable.

As consciousness slowly faded, I felt a blur in front of me, and then I didn't know anything.

In a trance, I heard sirens and noisy conversations.

"Quick, quick, quick, isoproterenol, quick"

"Prepare the ECG resuscitator"

Bursts of footsteps, confusion and noise, the sound of medical equipment colliding, wheezing, detectors.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! “

"What's going on?"

...............

These were the last words I heard, and the last voice I heard.

I think at this moment, even though my body is dead, my heart is still alive.

.....................

The doctor pushed open the door of the operating room and said to his father, who was walking back and forth because of nervousness and anxiety: "I am not out of danger yet, and I need to carry out the next step of maintenance and treatment in the intensive care unit, as long as I wake up, I can regain consciousness." There is serious bleeding in the brain, although the operation has cleaned up most of the remnants, but there will be a certain fragment of memory, there is a serious concussion, the internal organs are broken, the meridians are also broken, and the ribs are broken in several places, temporarily stabilizing life! This is already the best result. “

"That's good, that's good, that's great!" The father said happily, "Thank you, thank you so much." “

"You're welcome? It is our duty as doctors to save lives, and we also want to see that every patient can recover as before. The doctor said, so he gave a slip in his hand to his father, and by the way, he took off a pen pinned to his chest, handed it to his father, and said, "This is a letter of responsibility, you are his relative, sign it!" ”

"Yes! Be! Thank you. The father thanked him again, took the slip with both hands, signed his name on it, and handed it back.

The doctor took the signed slip and said, "Go and arrange it, pay the fee, don't worry too much, we are here!" With that, he pushed open the operating door and went in.

The operating light was still on, and his father was still waiting quietly outside the door, watching quietly, leaning back on the chair when he was tired, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, his eyebrows were locked, and his face was sad, he didn't know what he was thinking, probably he was also worried and scolded in his heart.

It doesn't matter anymore, and I don't even know about it anymore.

What is Consciousness? There is no sensation in the limbs, no sense of touch, no taste, no smell, no ability to think. What is that? Chaos? Or is it "empty?" "Where do people go when they die? Of course, that's not what I'm thinking about right now.

She I had been thinking about for a long time, and after half a month, I followed another man。。。。。。。

There's no going back.

● Some readers here may ask me, is the "I" in the article a scumbag? My answer to you is: No! Why did the girl leave the "me" in the text, because she was arranged by her family, and her family broke up the "me" and her in the text, because "money! It doesn't matter how hard the "I" in the text is.

So what the author wants to tell you here is that no matter what you encounter, first consider whether it is worth it, you are also a human being, life is more important than everything in front of your own life, there is hope when you are alive, and you will meet something that belongs to you. And when you can't figure it out, think more about your parents, how sad they feel because of some of your actions!