There was a light in the night that guided me, but it was to be returned to the moon before dawn.

01

Lu Xiaoyu was wearing a white wedding dress and walked towards me.

Like a noble swan, she proposed to me with a large bouquet of roses.

"Liu Yan, I didn't expect that bet to be won by me." She smiled beautifully.

I reached for the ring I had prepared in advance and rummaged through my pockets and found nothing.

Just as I was at a loss, my phone rang.

When I opened my eyes, it turned out to be just a dream.

I picked up the phone, it was Lu Xiaoyu.

"Liu Yan." The voice on the other end of the phone sounded soft.

"I'm here."

"I'll tell you something." The person on the other end of the line seemed to be making up his mind.

"Why don't I tell you first?"

"I dreamed that you proposed to me, haha!" I finished in one breath and put my ear close to the earpiece, for fear of missing any details of her response.

"Oh." She was a little absent-minded.

I couldn't help but be disappointed by her performance, and the atmosphere became dull.

It was Lu Xiaoyu who broke the silence first.

"Liu Yan, let's break up." The tone on the other end of the line was resolute.

“……”

"Are you listening?"

I didn't know what to say, but I felt my hands trembling uncontrollably, and I was about to lose my phone.

Lu Xiaoyu was like a high-ranking judge who pronounced my death sentence.

I felt a tightness in my throat, maybe because I hadn't drunk any water in the morning.

"That'...... There will be a period later. Lu Xiaoyu was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute, is it because of the bride price?" I struggled to speak, my voice hoarse like never before.

On the other end of the line, there was a long silence, followed by a longer busy tone.

I hesitated for a moment, then dialed the familiar phone again, but the phone was already turned off.

I had no choice but to open WeChat, and after careful consideration, I edited a long and large paragraph, densely packed.

I cautiously clicked send.

is a striking red exclamation mark.

"The message was sent, but it was rejected by the other party".

Every word was as cold as ice and pierced my empty heart.

I pulled out the diamond ring I bought with my credit card yesterday from under my pillow and threw it in the trash without hesitation.

It's a sunny weekend, but unfortunately the wind is a bit strong and the shadows of the trees on the windowsill are shaking, otherwise it would have been a good day for a date.

02

Lu Xiaoyu, my girlfriend.

Ex-girlfriend, to be exact.

The heroine in the movie "The Secret That Can't Be Said" is also called Lu Xiaoyu, but they have the same sound but different words.

The first time I met her, I was just a junior in college.

It is the age of dreams and high morale.

I still remember that it was a sunny and lazy afternoon, and I was writing a novel in a café outside the school.

At that time, I was embarking on the road of creation for the first time.

When I think of J.K. Rowling, who also works in the café, I am convinced that I have a bright future.

Before I knew it, the coffee in the cup had bottomed out, and I habitually mixed half a cup of mineral water.

The taste is very light, the same as the memories of the years.

"Hello classmates, the other seats here are full, can I sit across from you?"

I looked away from the computer screen and saw a face with delicate features.

"When...... Of course. ”

She smiled in gratitude and sat across from me with her computer in her arms.

Not long after, there was a crackling sound on the keyboard from the opposite side.

"Maybe they're still peers." I meditated in my heart.

About half an hour later, she got up and answered a phone call. Judging from the tone and content of her answer, it is likely that the publisher called her.

"Okay, I got it." Frustrated, she hung up the phone, closed her computer and hurried away.

03

The second time I met Lu Xiaoyu was three months later in a Qing bar.

I had just broken up that day with a girl I had been talking about for more than two years.

Her name is Chu Yu, and she is at the same level as me.

She and I met at a freshman networking event, and it was love at first sight.

Her family is not well-off. In her own words, the whole family pinned their hopes on her to change their fate.

She was beautiful, but what attracted me the most at the time was her rustic temperament.

She is clingy, like a fish out of water.

And I, on the other hand, is her tank full of water.

I love her very much, and I will spend a large part of my small living expenses on her.

We've been to many places in Beijing, and she's slowly learning how to dress and dress.

I don't know when it started to be very little of a conversation between us, and she wouldn't take the initiative to find me. Every time I go out, I have to make a long appointment with her.

I remember the last time I went shopping with her, and she stopped for a long time in front of the window of a famous brand in the mall.

"Liu Yan, do you think this bag looks good?" She asked me, with a hint of anticipation in her tone.

I glanced at the price tag, smiled a little awkwardly, and didn't say anything.

"It's not pretty." She sighed and walked away quickly, leaving me alone.

Like a clown who forgets to leave after a curtain call.

04

Five figures, for a student with a living allowance of only 2,000 a month, means that it will take more than half a year without eating or drinking.

It was also from that day that I decided to take a part-time job.

So I had a dream of literature since I was a child, and I chose to create.

I still remember when I got my first payment and ran to the store in a hurry.

I tried everything I had, but I could only buy a basic model.

I carefully held the orange box, which was many times larger than the gift itself, and squeezed the subway for an hour and a half to rush to the downstairs of Chu Yu's dormitory.

I wanted to give her a gift, but she broke up.

Now I can't remember more details at that time, but the reason for the breakup, I still remember it vividly-

She said that we are not mature enough to understand what love is.

She also said that she didn't love me anymore.

She also said, let's separate, I hope I find the right person.

I thought at the time that she must have a terminal illness and couldn't bear to make me sad, so she broke up.

Until the afternoon of the same day, I saw her hanging the bag she had loved for a long time on one arm, and a chubby junior on the other, and the two of them chatted and laughed and got into the expensive sports car, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

05

It was the first time in my life that I went to Qingbar.

The so-called clean bar, in my opinion, is a cheap bar suitable for student consumption.

My dorm mates and I each ordered a martini and sipped the wine as we sipped like successful people on TV.

But no matter how much I shake it, it can't hide the emptiness and bitterness in my heart.

My heart was also full of wine, and I didn't dare to touch it, for fear of getting drunk and leaving the old dream.

The lights in the bar were dim, and my mind was tangled in chaos. In a trance, I heard an argument coming from the next table.

"Don't touch me!"

The voice was familiar, and I was sure I had heard it somewhere.

I blinked a few times in a row, put the tears in my eyes back, and finally saw the people arguing clearly.

A girl with a delicate face, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a suit and leather shoes but a disfigured figure, and a young man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, a thin body like a hemp pole.

That girl was familiar.

I remember.

She was the one she met at the café three months ago.

"Let's go out for a drink, the most important thing is to be happy!" The man in the suit said with a smile, the horizontal flesh on his face piled together.

As he spoke, one hand restlessly grabbed the girl's waist.

The girl looked disgusted and was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by the thin man.

"Mr. Chen said that he likes the book you wrote, as for how to publish it in the future, you can't talk about the details?"

When the girl was in a dilemma, she accidentally bumped into my gaze, which I never left.

When their eyes met, she was stunned.

I knew she recognized me too.

Maybe it was the broken love that gave me courage, or maybe it was her slightly pleading gaze that aroused my desire to protect. I drained the glass in one gulp, almost swallowing the olives at the bottom of the glass.

I stood up, walked up to her, and pretended to be angry, and said, "Honey, who are they, and why did you come out drinking with them?" ”

The man in the suit was visibly stunned for a moment, his gaze wandering back and forth between me and the girl.

"Who are you?!"

"He's my boyfriend!"

"What are you doing stupidly!" I picked up the conversation and gave her a look, "Quick, go home!" Let me bump into you fooling around with other men again, and see if I don't clean you up! ”

I tried to pretend to be as fierce as I could.

She was very smart, got up and walked to my side, obediently lowered her head and said, "I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again." ”

I pretended to wrap my arms around her waist, but I didn't actually touch her body, and quickly glanced at the two roommates who were already dumbfounded, and the group quickly fled the scene.