Seeing that it was coming to New Year's Day, the company decided to take a day off, and the notice was posted at the door. The person on duty is Fang Qiang. In fact, this is his own request, and it is good to spend time in a busy situation. The next day, he went back to work, sat next to the computer and read a book to answer the hotline. He heard the footsteps behind him, and when he looked back to see that it was Li Li, he was stunned and said, "Why are you here, didn't you have no arrangements?" There were no outsiders, she seemed very natural, and said with a slight smile; Why, can't I arrange it myself? He forced himself to smile and said, "Don't you go home to see your mother after the holidays?" She wet her eyes and said, "I don't want to go home, and I don't have a home." He said in a mocking tone, "Yes, your identity is complicated, and you don't even know where you are." She shed tears on her face, and cried and said, "Yes, you scolded me and I felt better, and I was confused and listened to my mother's words and went the wrong way, and I can't forgive myself in my life." She leaned over to him as she spoke, and her hands slowly leaned over his shoulders, and she trembled, and said, "I often have insomnia at night, and I myself am much older." Reached out and placed it on his shoulder. A woman came in the doorway, laughing loudly, haha, in broad daylight. She looked up and saw that it was Zhou Lan coming, she hurriedly withdrew her hand, and scolded in her heart: Fox spirit, what are you doing. Fang Qiang stood up and said unpleasantly, "You all go back." After that, he went into the workshop. Li Li glared at Zhou Lan angrily, and Zhou Lan laughed out loud and said, "We have no grudges or grudges, why do you look at people like this, are you jealous that I care about Fang Qiang, you said you, you abandoned it and wanted to pick it up again, you really treated him as clothes." She twisted her head and went to the workshop. She was so angry that she began to cry, picked up her bag and turned to leave.

He came to the stationmaster's office and sat down, and she came in, smiled and sat beside him, looked at him with amorous eyes, took out the egg cake from his bag and handed it to him, and said, "My mother asked me to see my aunt today, and I said that the company was busy and came." He took it and ate it himself, and said, "When you're done, go home and see your aunt, and I'll do it alone." Zhou Lan restrained her smile and said, What do you mean, do you want to linger with her? Fang Qiang disturbed his hand, don't talk nonsense, my heart is broken, and it is impossible to go back to the past. She shook her head and said unpleasantly, "If I had been a step late, wouldn't you have any of you?" he joked, "Which, kiss me?" or you would like to kiss me? As she spoke, she leaned her mouth into her face, and she smiled and pushed him away, and said, "Your mouth is full of oil."

She ran to the river alone with her bag, holding on to the railing and crying loudly. The sun came out in the morning, the sky was clear, the wind was blowing slightly, and she couldn't feel the warmth of the sun at all, her face was cold and blue and red, hanging tears that were about to freeze, and she sobbed and looked at the turquoise river in the distance. The ink duck got up early in the water for morning exercises, hiding almost all of his body in the water, and the corolla of flowers was revealed on the water surface. The weather is cold, there are few passers-by by the river, and the ducks do not sleep in their nests, which may be the nature of animals, not lazy. She cried and lost her voice, and walked slowly, as if she had lost her soul. After a while, a sweet smile appeared on his face, perhaps reminiscing about the happy past. The joy that had precipitated the soul in the past resurfaced, and beautiful flowers bloomed on that bitter and cold face. When our pure young hearts have precipitated a lot of happy pasts, and when we are dry, they are released, diluting the pain under us, and how good it is to live happily. However, this kind of happiness, she is difficult to find back, she has torn herself apart, and the surging happiness is difficult to let go, and as a result, she still wants to continue to fantasize about her torn sweet dreams, alas, why can't she grasp her life well. After a while, she gritted her teeth again, and looked angry, as if she was going to eat someone. She really didn't want to go back to the home where she was born and raised, it was they who brought themselves out of the paradise of happy love, and walked like the unknown abyss of pain.

Weeping willows sway their slender branches, when will the cold winter come by. The company is just the two of them, and I don't know how gentle and charming she is. Hey, she's a girl in a big city, she likes him, she likes him, why is I, a country girl, so mysterious. People like him, and he still has the face to let him love himself again, continue to linger in sweet love, and can only watch them continue. Silently watching them develop, enduring the pain of heart twists in my heart. The sun is half in the sky, the sun finally has some temperature, shining on the face warm, there are a few people walking, there are a lot of ink ducks lying on the stones on the river beach, some scratching with their mouths, some combing their feathers, some lying in a daze, swimming over a big corolla duck, stopped at the side of the stone, came to the partner and gently pecked the feathers on each other's heads, and lay together. She was in a slightly better mood, and walked slowly back to her room, took off her coat and went to sleep.