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has been with Lu Xiaoyu for more than two years.

As soon as I got a job, she quit.

"Xiaoyu, how difficult it is to find a job in Beijing, why do you resign without saying a word?" I asked.

"It's okay Master, I'm from Beijing." She said.

"But people in Beijing don't necessarily get jobs." I said, "As far as I know, you had a lot of work to find this job. ”

"That's because I can't find a job that's too tiring." Lu Xiaoyu said.

"It's strange to look for a job even if you're tired." I ruffled her hair.

"Although I am afraid of being tired, I still hope that I can make money by my own efforts." She said lightly, "To live, you always have to work hard." ”

"And you're still resigning?" I say.

"Figured it out." She smiled happily.

"Want to understand what?" I don't understand.

"If you can't find a job, you can support me." She said.

"I don't have enough pay." I say.

"Then write a book to support me." She said.

"Don't." I looked resistant.

said no, but in his heart he had already begun to secretly calculate.

Lu Xiaoyu has a large amount of food.

Lu Xiaoyu is so good-looking, she must like makeup.

Lu Xiaoyu's temper is sometimes very short-tempered and easy to offend people.

Counting inside and out, it is indeed not easy to feed Lu Xiaoyu.

"If we don't write a book together, I might not be enough on my own." I tentatively suggested.

"No one reads my book, and you don't know it." She laughs.

"Mine too." I sighed.

"Although no one reads your novels, your writing is still very good." She comforted me.

"Why don't you write me a poem every day." Lu Xiaoyu's face was full of anticipation, "I've grown so big, I haven't received a love poem yet." ”

"It's tiring to write poems, let alone one a day." I can't stop complaining.

"In this way, I will say good morning to you every morning." She suggested.

"Then I'm not at a loss?" I say.

"It's a blessing to suffer." She smiled happily.

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If I could keep you, I would write you poems twenty-four hours a day. wrote until the sea of words was broken, and wrote that the eight families of the Tang and Song dynasties came to life and died back.

Write until your fingers are stiff, write to your emotional numbness, and write until you are annoyed and scold me: "Liu Yan, you can write another one!" ”

It has been three months since I didn't receive Lu Xiaoyu's good morning.

In my dreams, I dreamed of the beginning, but not the end.

I still won that bet.

She and bet, I won one after all.

I don't think she's supposed to be the kind of girl who loves money. So I still don't want to believe that she would break up with me because I couldn't get the bride price.

Unfortunately, I was always self-righteous and self-righteous.

Chu Yu was like this that time.

Lu Xiaoyu This time, still.

"Liu Yan, my mother said it. If you want to marry me, you will have a bride price of 500,000 yuan, and you will also need a suite in Beijing. Lu Xiaoyu said with a serious face.

"Can you discuss with my aunt, I can pay the down payment for the house, and the bride price will be less."

"No way." She said categorically, "My parents are just a daughter like me, and I have to leave some money for them to retire." ”

"Pension is due, but I think this matter should be done by the two of us together, not ......"

A busy tone came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm already scraping together money here, you can give me some more time." I asked her to meet downstairs at Lu Xiaoyu's house.

It was the night before we parted.

The goddess looked at her watch impatiently and said to me, "It's almost eleven o'clock, I have something to do tomorrow, and I have to go home." ”

"Can't you talk to me anymore?" I clenched the proposal ring in my pocket and pleaded, "We haven't seen each other in a long time." ”

She looked at me for a moment and hesitated, then shook her head firmly: "You know, I've always been very strict with my tutors. ”

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Lu Xiaoyu's QQ avatar has been gray for three months.

The mobile phone number has also been changed.

I started going through the good morning text messages over and over again. I've been doing it for three months, and I'm still happy to do it.

If the story can end here.

If only the story could be pushed back another three months, or more.

If there is if.

I reopened a novel and wanted to tell the story of me and Lu Xiaoyu.

Along with the signing of the contract, there was also a courier signed by the goddess.

I opened the parcel and it was a neatly bound pile of white paper.

"It's finally not an empty box." I say.

It turned out that Lu Xiaoyu had moved, no wonder he couldn't get in touch for so long.

Anyway, after all, they are in love. The joy of housewarming should still be visited.

There are fewer people on weekends.

There are few people on the subway, and there are few people in her community.

Even if there are few people, they are still crying and mourning.

"Xiaoyu, you have a lot of taste in a person, and it's not good to choose an address when moving." I said to myself.

"Sijiu City is so big, why did you choose such a gloomy place, are you sick?" I say.

I saw her smiling at me from afar.

Short hair, oblique bangs, delicate facial features.

"You're the husky." I say.

She smiled and didn't speak.

"Are you so blind to Master?" I say.

She smiled and didn't speak.

"You have something to say." My vision began to blur.

The voice is hoarse and the eye sockets are sour.

"What about marrying me?" I asked.

She smiled and didn't speak.

"Bet I admit defeat, shall I marry you?" I say.

"Brother Yan, your goddess is waiting for you downstairs in the bedroom." Dude said.

"Xiaoyu, it's raining so heavily, what are you doing here?" I ran out in the rain.

"Happy birthday, Master." Lu Xiaoyu shouted at me from afar.

"It's not my birthday." I say.

……

"Got a cold?" I asked.

"Don't look at me, my nose is red." Lu Xiaoyu was wrapped in a blanket and hoarse.

"Hahaha." I laughed.

"It's not your fault, your birthday is not the same day as your ID card!" She sniffed and complained.

Indeed, this is something I forgot to tell you.

I've always been so careless, so careless that I don't have time to tell you so many things.

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My fingers brushed the crooked handwriting on the white paper.

It's a poem I wrote to Xiaoyu.

"You transcribe it, you transcribe it, and the writing is so ugly." I say.

On the last page of the blank paper, there is a sentence she wrote:

"Thank you husband for the poem I wrote."

Thank you, uncle.

At the end of the package is a letter.

"Liu Yan, hello. I'm Xiaoyu's mother.

Xiaoyu has congenital heart disease. She told me before the surgery that if the surgery was successful, she would give it to you. If the operation fails, burn these along with what she used before.

But I don't think it's fair to you or to her to conceal it unilaterally. She used to work so hard to live, so hard to love the world, as Xiaoyu's mother, I selfishly beg you to take the time to see her.

She was really happy during that time with you. ”

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"Do you know what that empty heart-shaped box represents?" Lu Xiaoyu asked.

I shook my head.

"It means that without you, I only have air in my heart."

If you could still stand in front of me and say the same thing to me, I would not hesitate to say, "You're a liar, you're sick in your heart!" ”

Did you know that you were sick in your heart, so you quit your job just to spend more time with me?

I'm not stupid at all.

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There will always be such a person in your life who will accompany you through a period of still water.

She loves you so much and you love her too.

Therefore, those feelings and gifts that you are accustomed to should be held in the palm of your hand and hidden on the tip of your heart.

I placed my last love poem to her, along with a large bouquet of white roses, on the immaculate white marble countertop.

The gambling books were consumed with the fragrance of tea, which was only common at that time.