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Chapter 56 My Favorite Girl Is Married

"Haha, okay, everyone is very enthusiastic, but due to time constraints, the call from the audience is over here, let's move on to the second link, the emotional world."

There is magnetism in Mu Feng's voice, deep and hoarse, it is easy for people to be intoxicated and like this feeling.

"Love is an eternal topic, an unchanging memory, an inseparable past, and a secret buried in our hearts. We have laughed, cried, loved, and hated. Looking back, this is youth."

"Yesterday, the official Weibo of our program collected topics. Many listeners and friends left us messages. I would like to thank everyone for their support."

It has to be said that Mu Feng is really thick-skinned and talks nonsense in a serious manner. "Passing Through Your World" has just been aired, but it has no popularity or comments. In fact, it was all directed and acted by him.

Well, including calls from previous listeners!
There is no way, how about making it more amazing at the beginning, and making something ingenious, how to attract fans and increase the audience rate?

Therefore, in the first issue, it is necessary to stir up attention and let everyone like this show.

"Listener friends, please close your eyes now and listen to the love story of 'kiki Raya' with me."

"The girl I love the most is getting married"

I liked her since high school!

I sat behind her, always chatting up with her under various guises, borrowing a book for a while, and borrowing a pen for a while.

She's also very nice, she always doesn't think I'm troublesome, and I occasionally play tricks on her.

For example, when she ran out of water for her pen during self-study last night, I put the crickets I caught in the weeds into an empty ink cartridge and handed it to her.

She opened it and yelled in fright, and everyone's eyes turned to us.She blushed, embarrassed and shy, so cute.

I thought she would ask the teacher to change seats because of this, but she didn't.

Since then, I still ask her to borrow pens and books when I have nothing to do, but she is not so gentle anymore, she gives me a hateful look every time, and speaks fiercely to me.

But I was so happy that I woke up laughing, because that was her unique attitude towards me.

Some of my actions when I was young are childish and ridiculous when I think about it now. She asked me later, since I like her, why did I play tricks on her?
I thought about it, maybe I hope she can really notice me. I am not handsome enough and my grades are not good enough. Besides, I don’t know any other way to make me look different in her world. Different.

At the end of the third year of high school, a few days before the college entrance examination, we all began to take our books home in batches. The classroom became increasingly empty, and our hearts became increasingly empty.

This is a parting season, we all know it well, looking at her empty table, I felt inexplicably irritated.

On the day when the graduation photo was taken, the teachers and classmates lined up, and I suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

"Teacher, I have something to say today."

I took a deep breath, completely ignoring the stunned expressions of my teacher and classmates, "The fifth girl from the left in the second row, I like you."

I don’t know where I got the courage. I just know that if I didn’t speak out, I would choke to death.

As for why I chose such an occasion, it was because at that time I felt that if I liked someone, I had to make a big splash and let the whole world know about it.

I originally prepared a poem as an opening statement, but I forgot it when I got nervous.Although it was an anticlimactic confession, it was finally a confession.

At that time, the teacher's face was not to mention how ugly it was, but I still looked full of pride.

The camera clicked, and our entire high school days were lost. My mother wanted to frame the photos and hang them on the wall, but I hid the photos in a drawer.

That was the first photo of me and her, and I drew a kiss towards her with a red pen on the photo.

When I filled out my volunteers, I filled in all the volunteers in the schools in the same city as her, but I did so badly in the exams that those schools put me out of the transfer line, and finally I was voluntary. Deployed to Nanjiang Railway School.

The night the notice came out, she and I ran rampant on the streets of our small county town, walking from the south to the north, and then from the north to the south.

As I was walking, she suddenly stopped and said to me: "Isn't it just four years, it will pass soon."

I held her hand tightly, not wanting to let go.

After going to college, I opened a joint bank card with her, and anyone who has spare money can deposit it in it.After saving enough travel expenses, we will run to each other's cities.

In order to save more money and see her more often, I smoked the cheapest cigarettes and worked various part-time jobs.Every time we meet, we only have enough money in our pockets to go to the canteen, not even enough for accommodation.

I really had no other choice, so I stayed overnight at the Internet cafe near her school. For only 10 yuan a night, I could sleep on the sofa of the Internet cafe.

She asked me: "You contributed all the money to the fare, so what will you marry me with?"

I said, "The money can be earned again."

She smiled, and said ghostlyly: "It's okay, it's only 9 yuan to get married, I invite you."

I remember one time when we got out of the subway station with her, it was raining heavily that day, and we had to take another bus to take her back to school. I counted the money on me, and it might not be enough to take a taxi.

She smiled and rushed straight into the rain. There was already a long queue at the open-air bus stop. None of us brought umbrellas. I asked her to hide under the eaves next to me for a while, but she didn't want to.

She had started to cough, but she still held me and refused to leave.I felt very distressed at that time, and I secretly vowed in my heart that I would work hard to make her life less difficult.

My senior year I planned a graduation trip with her.We went to Yunnan together. In that land of beautiful mountains and clear waters, even breathing became romantic.

After graduating, I failed to return to the city where she lived as I wished. Instead, I continued to stay in Nanjiang, doing work with the railway day and night.

We continued our long-distance relationship, and she continued to wait.It's just that her mother couldn't bear it anymore, and kept introducing her to someone, hoping that she would settle down soon.

She always refused to shirk for various reasons. Although she never did anything sorry for me, my self-esteem was hit.

During that time, we began to quarrel frequently. After the quarrel, we would have a cold war, and then we would continue to quarrel after the cold war. Both of us were exhausted mentally and physically.

One day, she suddenly appeared in front of me. I was surprised and happy, so I took her to meet my coworkers. Everyone was envious of my luck to have such a beautiful girlfriend. She was really beautiful, at least in my eyes. That's right.

But when she saw the cramped and messy staff dormitory where I lived, she cried on the spot.I know she loves me, and I told her everything will pass, and I will apply to be transferred back.

In fact, I have been applying for transfer, but has not been approved.After seeing her off, I found a stack of money and a note from her under my pillow.

"I'm leaving. Take care of yourself. Keep this money to buy yourself more food to supplement your health. You've already lost weight."

I don't know why, but when I saw the note she left, I felt very sad, and I felt a faint taste of parting.

I believe that there is a connection between two people who love each other, and I feel that she is getting farther and farther away from me.

Later, when we really separated, she suggested that I had let her down.

After breaking up, I have no reason to go back. In fact, there is nothing worthy of my nostalgia in this city now, just stay and get used to it.

I tried dating a new girlfriend, but in the dead of night, she was the only one I thought of.

When I was working the night shift alone, I often looked at the railway in a daze, wondering when the railway would reach her, and whether I could find her if I kept walking along the railway.

As I thought about it, a grown man like me started to cry at the railway.

During the period, she also contacted me and asked me why I hadn't thought about redemption, but I couldn't answer, so she hung up the phone.

I don't know what I'm escaping, maybe the problem between us is not just the distance, but the heart that I dare not love her more and more.

She is so good, it would be a pity to leave her in my hands.She deserves a better person who can give her what she wants and give her stable happiness.

There are always so many reasons when I convince myself, until I know that she is going to get married, all the reasons collapse in an instant.

She asked on the other end of the phone: "Will you bless me?"

I said, "I bless you with all my possible happiness."

Hanging up the phone, I cried amidst the bang of the train whistle.

I have imagined her appearance in a wedding dress countless times, and I will stand in the sun to welcome her beauty.

We suffered so much together, but in the end, the person standing next to her was not me.

It feels like I have lost it again, and this time it is lost forever.

At that time, I suddenly understood a word!

For a man, the most powerless thing is to meet the girl who he wants to take care of all his life at the age of the least material ability.

And for a woman, the most regrettable thing is that at her best age, she meets someone she can't afford to wait for.

(End of this chapter)