Ah Jing stood silently in front of the shiny marble black pillars of Parkson Plaza, looking at the flower beds in the distance.

There were many people sitting by the flower bed, and there were two people, head to head, snuggling together. The men wore good quality white casual carney shirts, and the women and women wore pink puff dresses with large lace sleeves. Occasionally, someone walked by and cast envious glances.

Count it as a pair of golden boys and girls, right?

Ah Jing laughed coldly. From such a distance, there was no reason for her to see the man's clothes clearly. It's just that she helped him put on that dress this morning. While eating breakfast together at the coffee bar, his clothes accidentally got on the coffee, and the clothes were bought at the luxury of the next door.

Want to go over and slap him? Ah Jing lowered his head and looked at his hand. The hands are small and white. The meat is very slippery. Because he was angry, he clenched his fist. Loosen it up, with a little red in your palm. There are faint red marks under the fingernails.

Reluctant. Touch these soft hands. It's not worth it. It's really not worth it. Ah Jing closed his eyes, squinted for a moment, and slowly opened them again, but no longer looked at the flower bed.

I have long heard the whispered discussions of colleagues and friends around me. Ah Jing has not taken it to heart. It's been five years, and the relationship for five years, how can it be said that it will change? With so many days and nights of ear and sideburns, so much warmth and sweetness, how can it be said that pale is pale? Say disappear and disappear?

My best friend, Ah Jin, couldn't help it and pulled her here. It turns out that the most disbelieving thing is only yourself. It turned out that it was just that stubbornly expectant heart that had been hoping to be kept in the dark. Don't face it.

"Miss, do you need any help?" A man in black stood next to him and asked politely.

Ah Jing shook his head, turned around and walked away slowly. Her face was a little cold, and she stretched out her finger to probe, but it turned out to be tears. No wonder someone asked if they wanted to help. When will tears also become silent? It seems that it has never been crying in his arms, when it is sad, when it is angry, when it is wronged by the boss, when it is misunderstood by colleagues, many, many times.

Every time I cried very quickly, very purely, loudly, happily, and happily. After crying, I feel comfortable and relieved. Tears dripped like pearls on his shirt and suit. Always wet a large sheet. The low body was gently patted by him, comforting like a child.

It turns out that the harbor that I thought I could rely on all the time also sank.

It turns out that when the heart is broken, the tears will flow differently. No longer pearls, but a silent stream in the mountains.

It's just changed, and it's not just tears?

Ah Jing smiled desolately. Footsteps staggered.

In front is a large parking lot. Red, red, white, blue, blue, and blue cars crowded one after another. Much like many intimate lovers, and head to head and talk heart-to-heart. Some cars are petite, some are mighty.

But no one can protect anyone, can they?

will even collide in strange roads, and the collision will be complete. Crashed beyond recognition.

Ah Jing took out the car keys, opened the door, and sat in the small QQ. QQ cars are red. Ah Jing likes the big mischievous eyes on the front of the car. How playful. It turns out that the car can also be made into such a cartoon image.

When I first bought this car, I seemed to have been ridiculed. He said, "My car is worth one of your convoys." ”

Why do you think of him again? Don't be so cheap, okay?

Ah Jing suddenly turned on the car radio. 102.8, a gentle woman's room, is broadcasting traffic information.

The office building where Ah Jin works is above the parking lot. She said to make coffee and wait for Ah Jing to go up. What to do on the go? Pretend to sit down as if nothing had happened, and take a sip of your coffee elegantly? And then, very quietly, does it taste really good?

No. Pain is not so easy to be buried. AJING STARTED THE CAR AND TOOK OUT THE PHONE: "JULIET, I'M NOT COMING THIS AFTERNOON." ....... Well, tomorrow the compensation order will be given to you. ”

The car drove out of the parking lot, and an old man wearing a straw hat but still tanned came to charge. "Five."

Ah Jing rolled down the window. Pick up the bag and look for money. "Little girl, don't hang some gadgets on the mirror. Dangerous! ”

The old man pointed to the small sachet hanging from the rearview mirror.

Ah Jing was slightly stunned. The little purple sachet. He sent it. When he went to Panlong Temple, he burned high incense and wanted to buy a jade Buddha for her, but she didn't ask for it, just a simple small sachet.

Can this little sachet still keep you safe? Maybe it's really as the old man said, dangerous.

Ah Jing casually ripped off the sachet, handed it to the old man with ten yuan, and smiled: "Don't look for it." ”

The old man didn't seem to hear, and looked down for money. Ah Jing stepped on the accelerator and slipped out. She glanced at the old man in green clothes and black pants in the side mirror. He is very much like Ah Jing's grandfather. On his face, he was so old that he wrinkled his skin, and he wrote the vicissitudes of time. It's very serious and weathery.

Along the way, looking at the cars coming and going, Ah Jing hoped for a moment that there would be an accident. That way, maybe everything can be thrown away and everything can be forgotten.

Songs began to play on the radio. It's the Little Tigers' "Story". It's a classic old song.

……

We came and went in a hurry

Stubborn youth is not a fragile glass

We came and went in a hurry

Leave the melancholy of dreaming at the end of the world

……

Ah Jing turned on the turn lights, slowly parked the car on the emergency parking belt, shook the glass, couldn't help it anymore, and fell on the steering wheel and cried loudly.

There are cars coming and going. There was a lot of people under the viaduct. The midday sun was shining straight in. Although it is only early spring, the sun in the highland city has brought raging ultraviolet rays.

It was so lively outside the car, but Ah Jing had never felt so lonely. In twenty-five years, I have not been in such a dark abyss of pain.

In the stuffy car, in the iron sheet like canned food, Ah Jing cried so much that his liver and intestines were broken. Five years of youth, five years of waiting, just like that, passed with the wind. It's so worthless!

In the end, it is just like a butterfly flying in the spring breeze, flapping the most beautiful wings, and finally landing, it is the ugliest chrysalis. Dirty, gray, fragmented, never, there will never be a day when we will regain our wings and regain our glory.

It's hot. Ah Jing cried so much that tears and sweat flowed down together. The thin skirt quickly got wet, from the front chest to the back. Tears fell down the holster on the steering wheel and dripped onto the legs, quickly piercing the skirt.

How long have you been crying? Ah Jing didn't know. I just thought to myself, "Let me cry enough." Even if it is a mourning, a confession, and the most helpless self-blame. ”

Why did you meet such a thin lover, God, you are so cruel, let me spend more than 20,000 days to sincerely accompany a heartless fake person?

Doesn't wine get better and better as it ages? Isn't the ancient well deeper and more secluded? Isn't the fallen leaves getting thicker and thicker? Why did love become unrecognizable in the end?

Everything that deceives people is deceitful, what is eternal, what grows old with the son, what the sea is rotten and the rocks are withered, it is all fake, fake, fake, fake!

Ah Jing slammed his head against the pillow, tears streaming down his forehead along with the sweat on his forehead. Sweat seeped into his eyes, stabbed tears and squinted in pain, and then flowed into his mouth, bitter and salty.

Ah Jing swallowed it. It's all self-inflicted. Who chose him in the first place? Since stepping out of the school gate, he has been identified. I thought that this was the only one in this life. I thought that the other half of the apple had fallen from the sky and was firmly together with me. It turned out that it was half a pear!

Ah Jing cried and fell asleep, his head resting on the steering wheel. I fainted and fell asleep in the sweltering heat.

Someone knocked on the window with all his might. It took a long time for Ah Jing to slowly awaken from his distant consciousness. The car was as hot as a steamer. She was sweating even in her hair.

Ah Jing turned his head a little slowly, and under the dazzling sunlight outside the window, there was a patrol policeman. A white police car sits next to it. The large cap blocked half of the shadow and landed on his slightly childish round face.

Ah Jing was stunned for a second, came back to his senses, and slowly shook the glass.

The patrol officer outside the window widened his eyes. looked at the woman in front of her who had a trace of sweat on her face, her eyes were red and her clothes were disheveled. Thankfully it wasn't night. It's scary.

He muttered to himself in his heart, held back his doubts, tried his best to make a serious appearance, and raised his hand to salute: "Miss, if you sleep in it with the window closed like this, there will be a murder here this afternoon!" ”

Ah Jing hadn't yet adapted to the bright sunlight outside the window, and she squinted at the little traffic policeman in her early twenties in front of her. He was right, she suffocated to death in less than two hours after sleeping in it like this.

"Do you need my help?" The little traffic policeman put down his hand and looked at her, obviously the woman had not yet woken up, squinting her eyes for a long time but couldn't say a word. What a blow, right?

Ah Jing finally got used to the sun, and the wind blew in through the window, which was really cool. She quietly looked at the savior in front of her. Although it is a uniform, it looks so small that it is not old at all.

"Thank you, I'm just out of love, and I don't want to die yet. So really want to thank you. ”

Ah Jing started the car, looked at the little traffic policeman and smiled. She didn't know why she was saying that. But when I said it, I really seemed to feel a little more comfortable.

"You're still young, aren't you?" Before Ah Jing started, he poked his head out and asked.

"Huh?"

The little traffic police obviously didn't understand. Ah Jing had already put the car in the fast lane, and smiled slightly bitterly, young, it's really good.