Dark Department LOVE

The woman hugged the man's shoulder in grief and cried, as if the whole world had abandoned her, her tears were like a faucet turned on, and she couldn't stop, "Hey, don't cry anymore, the water fee will be charged if you cry again. Arrears."

The woman was even more sad when she heard that: "Lu Qing, I'm sorry."

The man patted the woman on the back: "It's okay"

The woman finally wet the man's shoulders from crying, sobbing and looking at the man she loves, he is cold and unrestrained, always polite and indifferent, but gentle and kind, and has never lost his temper with her. After four years together, she thought She will never leave him, but the reality told her that marriage and love are two different things.

Tears welled up again, touching the man's face like jade: "Can't your parents even pay the down payment?"

The man pulled down the woman's hand, stood up, and turned his back, "Let's go"

The woman resisted the urge to hug him: "I'm sorry"

The man's expression was not very good either, "I'm useless, you didn't let me down."

The woman hugged the man fiercely, blocked the man's lips, and bit her lips indiscriminately. The man pushed her away gently: "Quiet, we're done."

"Why can't you buy a house for me? Many rural families can also pay a down payment for their sons. In fact, you don't love me at all." The man didn't say anything, and silently lifted the woman's box and put it at the door: "There is someone downstairs Wait for you."

Looking at his series of actions, the woman was sad and angry: "Lu Qing, I don't want much, but you refuse to give me even this. It turns out that you still don't love me."

The man looked into the woman's eyes lightly: "Quiet, my family can't even afford the down payment."

The woman turned her eyes, walked to the door, and pulled up the box: "Goodbye, Lu Qing."

The man replied softly: "I wish you happiness and tranquility."

A "boom" door shuts, heralding the end of a relationship.

As the saying goes, during the graduation season and the breakup season, the man looked around and saw a small house with one bedroom and one living room, the dark side was damp and dull, and there was no washing machine, water heater, TV, or air conditioner.It's a girl, I can't stand it.

The electric fan made a "whoosh..." sound. After the commotion just now, the man's shirt was soaked and he took it off. The man went to the balcony to get some water and washed it gently.

Wringing out the clothes and was about to hang them up, the phone rang: "Hello, I'm Lu Qing"

Lu Qing turned on the speakerphone, put it on the toilet seat, and hung up the clothes. "Lu Qing, I heard that Gao Jing followed Mustache."

Hang up the clothes, pick up the phone, walk out of the balcony, lie on the sofa in the living room, blowing the fan: "Yes"

"Come out at night, my buddy will lend you a shoulder to lean on."

Lu smiled lightly: "Hehe, thank you Mr. Hua for your kindness, I won't go out, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Hua Yan said in a tone that could not be refused: "Come here, there are several people in the dormitory."

When Lu Qing heard that her roommates were all there, she couldn't refuse, "Okay"

In the evening, Lu Qing put on another white T-shirt, white trousers, and white sneakers. If you really want to be pretty, you should wear white first. The simple clothes made him look like a nobleman.Ten minutes later, I arrived at the school gate, "Lu Qing, here."

Lu Qing smiled over there, which blinded classmate Hua Yan, stood up and waved to Lu Qingmeng.Lu Qing pretended not to see Hua Yan's enthusiasm, parked her bicycle and walked over, "What did you order?"

The thin monkey Zhang Le grinned: "I ordered two kidneys, and I will make up for you, so that you don't have to go back and cry."

Lu lightly gave him a slap: "It's fine, buddy, don't worry about it."

The big bear, Liu Xiongfei, opened a bottle of wine and handed it to Lu Qing: "Come drink, I've seen that mustache is not a thing."

Hua Yan, who sat next to Lu Qing on the other side, nodded again and again: "That's right, I've seen this guy reach out his paws to touch Gao Jing Dayue Xiong many times."

Lu Qing shot Hua Yan coldly with a pair of eyes: "Are you telling the truth?"

Hua Yan knew he had made a slip of the tongue: "Just kidding, kidding, Lu Qing, I..."

Lu Qing turned his head: "It's okay, it's over, let's have a drink." In fact, the heart is as disgusting as it is disgusting, what he hates the most is people who have slept with others when following him, in simple terms, The hat on the head is green.

The first brother who enjoys his dignified civil engineering, does not know where to start, it is a beautiful green landscape.

Everyone, you said what you said and I said, "Lu Qing, you will graduate soon, what kind of job is it?"

Lu Qing took a sip of his wine: "It's nothing, just an engineer on the construction site."

Hua Yan said unhappily: "It would be nice to go to my dad's company, I will give you a project directly and let you take charge."

Skinny Monkey and Big Bear said anxiously, "I'll go, I'll go..."

Hua Yan curled his lips, I told the personnel, whether you can pass the assessment depends on you.The two stood up straight in an instant: "I promise not to embarrass Mr. Hua."

Hua Yan clinked glasses to them with a "haha", "I believe you can do it."

In the end, the four of them scolded another boy in the dormitory together: "That idiot Hu Tao, doesn't he have some money? Every day, you can see how down-to-earth Mr. Hua is. He is good-looking and reasonable. Lu Qing Ah! Hurry up and take home as your daughter-in-law."

Lu Qing smiled and drank the wine: "You guys are enough."

Young Master Hua shyly said: "Yes! Yes! Lu Qing marry me and go home."

The thin monkey and the big bear laughed heartlessly, Hua Yan felt bitter in his heart, and looked at Lu Qing tenderly, Lu Qing avoided his gaze unnaturally.

The author has something to say: I don’t ask for anything when I write the article, I just want to write what I want to write, the literary talent is not good, please bear with me.La la la la la la la la la. . . . . . . .