The time buried in this dark night stopped the moment the door opened.
Beautiful memories are like sweet candies.
If you eat too much, you will eventually have to drink a glass of tasteless water. otbnkotgt The light in the room reflected on my face, illuminating my eyes but unable to warm my already cold heart.
This is the house I bought for her.
In the 1990s, housing prices in Shanghai were far less exaggerated, but even so, this house was still not a small sum of money.
I remember that when I wrote her name on the real estate certificate, Fatty reminded me in a low voice from behind.
Let me not think too idealistically.
I also blame him for misunderstanding Yudie.
I remember when we were renovating, she said she liked the beige wallpaper and said the color was very warm, so I happily went to buy the wallpaper, but when I came back, she said it would be better to change it to purple, which would look avant-garde.
Every time there was a thunderstorm, she was very scared, afraid of the rumbling thunder and the lightning that lit up the entire sky at that moment, so I would hold her, hold her tightly in my arms, and comfort her with every word.
Pat her back gently.
It's like embracing my own future.
It may sound silly to say it, but I have imagined more than once that I would take her to see my father, host a few tables properly on the wedding day, and Fatty and Luo Qiong would put on awkward suits and be my best men. , I think one day, she will tell me with tears that she is pregnant, and then we will hug each other happily.
For me, this is not just a first love, but more like a choice in life.
I choose to give everything for her, but unfortunately, I love her more than she loves me.
There was a faint smell of perfume in the room.
Yudie is a woman who can't live without perfume.
She likes to wear fashionable clothes.
In the 1990s, she would go shopping in Shanghai Dayang Department Store with a V on her back.
I was the one who carried the perfume.
I asked a friend to bring it back from Italy.
She never helped me buy a piece of clothing, never helped me cook a meal, never asked me if I was tired, never said she wanted to work without letting me risk my life again and again to earn more money. money.
However, I never blamed her, because in my opinion, it is natural for a man to raise a woman.
If she follows you, you should take care of her for the rest of her life.
I remember that when I first met my partner, I often secretly thought about how to propose to him by myself.
It seems really funny now.
The man in front of me was stunned for a moment after hearing my words, as if he was a little surprised.
He looked back at Yudie and asked, "This house is not yours."
Yudie looked at me with some surprise, because I said it might take more than a month to come back, but she didn't look like she was panicking when she was caught in rape.
Instead, she calmly lit a cigarette.
This calm look seemed to tell I had already guessed that this day would come.
"Hey, I asked you something, I didn't hear it."
The man yelled at her.
Yudie looked up at me, smiled and said, "Can you give me a minute?"
I didn't speak but took a step back.
Then the man closed the door.
The light in the room disappeared from my eyes.
I stood in the dark shadow, leaning against the wall.
I took out the cigarette from my pocket and lit it.
The burning cigarette butt looked particularly beautiful in the dark.
The dazzling brilliance and burnt out light were like my love.
This cigarette had been lit since the day I fell in love with her.
But now it's almost burned out.
A man's roar came from the house, and it was obvious that he was not aware of my existence.
The hair was a little long and it was a little itchy when it pierced my eyes.
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I spit out the smoke in my mouth.
The moment I put down my backpack, I suddenly heard a "pop" sound coming from inside, even though I kept telling myself to stay calm; even though I had always been in good control; even though I had already guessed what might happen.
But he still clenched his fists and sighed softly "Why" The cigarette butt in his hand fell to the ground, and the broken ashes burned with the last light on the ground.
I kicked the door, and I heard a "bang" sound.
The wooden door that should have been particularly strong was almost opened by my kick, and the second kick followed.
The lock was completely broken, and the door hit the wall with a loud bang.
When I looked up, the man was looking at me in surprise.
Yudie, who was sitting opposite him, covered his face.
"What are you doing?"
The man asked loudly.
Face full of anger.
I walked over without saying a word, and my hand fell on the Tushan knife on my waist.
When I got closer, I pulled out the Tushan knife and put it on the man's neck.
The man's face changed with fear, but he didn't have time to walk back.
I had already grabbed him by the collar.
I only need a gentle touch of the cold blade, and his little life will be gone.
"hill"
Yudie hurriedly shouted when she saw this.
I turned back coldly, my eyes like an angry tiger.
Yudie's expression changed for the first time.
What she was about to say paused because of my look, and then she said tremblingly: "Don't kill anyone."
The man also raised his hands, and his anger now completely turned into fear.
I turned my head without saying a word, looked at the man and said, "Which hand did you hit her with?"
The man became even more frightened, and his right hand trembled slightly.
I raised my foot and kicked him to the ground.
Then I grabbed his right hand and pressed it on the table.
I flipped the Tushan knife over my palm and inserted it fiercely into the man's right hand.
The man screamed in pain.
I pulled out the Tushan knife and stepped on the man. on the ground.
After looking at Yudie and then at the man on the ground, he retracted his feet and said, "Get out."
The man covered his bleeding hand, rushed out of the room with pain on his face, and disappeared into the corridor.
And I pulled up a chair and sat opposite Yudie.
Wiping off the blood on Tushan's knife, he just looked at her without saying a word.
After the anger in his heart was vented, what was left was a pain more terrible than that knife.
The wounds on his heart were harder to heal than the wounds on his body.
"Do you have anything to explain?"
I finally spoke.
Yudie opened her mouth to say something.
But in the end he just shook his head.
In fact, I really wanted to ask her why she couldn't live a good life with me and why she had to work around outside.
But these vulgar questions were brewing in my heart for a long time at that time, but I didn't say them out in the end.
I never ask her for anything she doesn’t want to say, and I won’t force her for anything she doesn’t want to do.
Maybe I dote on her too much.
"In the past few years, I always think of you when I saw you in the disco.
You were lively and cheerful, like a butterfly dancing on the dance floor.
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So beautiful.
I always think that you are a gift from God.
I never expected to be with you, but when you moved into this house, I began to dream about marrying you and living a simple life with you.
We could cook together, raise the next generation together, and hug each other.
Go to sleep and see your smiling face the next day, that’s all I hope for.”
I talked.
My eyes felt a little sore, so I wiped it gently, and my palms felt slightly moist.
"Xiaoshan, I'm sorry."
She spoke softly.
I paused, then laughed, and what I got in the end was just five simple words.
"Let's split it up."
I still said this, even though I kept it in my heart, even if she just wanted to be more positive.
Even if she can sincerely say that she has changed her mind, I will not want to break up with her.
"Um."
She responded softly, and I suddenly understood that maybe to her, I was just someone who could provide money behind her back, and was stupid enough not to ask for anything in return.
Maybe she never loved me, so she was looking for a man outside.
Maybe she had expected such a day.
I nodded and wiped the tears from my eyes with the back of my hand.
He stood up and nodded: "Okay, okay" "The house is mine."
She suddenly said, I was startled, and then laughed loudly and said: "Here it is, it's all yours.
The house is yours, and the car outside is yours too.
It's all yours.
I don't want it."
She walked out, but when she reached the door, she suddenly asked: "Do you hate me?"
I paused, smiled deliberately and said, "I'm just willing to fight or suffer, I'm just too stupid."
"Thank you for your words, my mother"
"Stop talking.
From now on, we will not owe each other, and we will never interact with each other.
You are you, and I am me.
I will never come here again, and don't make any more phone calls.
If you come to me again, I won't manage money. .that's all" He babbled as if these words were spoken to himself, stumbling into the darkness, walking faster and faster, and finally running wildly, tears flying in the air, but in fact he was not smiling, the pain on his face and the torn heart, hope Don't look back and run away from the love in your heart
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