love is perfect

In the end, I chose a Korean restaurant that looked good. Yu Luo came here with her colleagues, and the proprietress is nice.

After ordering the barbecue, Huo Yang flipped through Weibo idly, in order to avoid disturbance from strangers, he applied for another trumpet account, and reposted a bunch of "hahahahahahahahaha..." when he had time.

Yu Luo continued to use the previous Weibo very calmly. At the beginning, people who followed him left a message under the formula he forwarded: "Little brother, post more selfies!!!"

Gradually, as Yu Luo kept accounts on Weibo and wrote formulas, which were still incomprehensible to ordinary people, the number of fans dropped back to this point.

Even though he was playing with his mobile phone, Huo Yang still did not relax to observe Yu Luo.He was always nervous deep in his heart, and most of this tension seemed to disappear when he saw Yu Luo, but what was left was what he was most worried about.

Yu Luo didn't say what his next plan was, and he didn't plan to speak first, after all, it was better for Yu Luo to make his own decision.

"The barbecue here is delicious." Yu Luo put the prepared sauce in front of him, took a bite of the side dishes on the table, "It's rare to have an appetite."

"I feel like I've been getting better recently." Huo Yang also took a sip and nodded.

"Well, it's much better, really." Yu Luo laughed, "However, it may be like this for the rest of my life."

"It's okay, I think it's fine, not many people have everything going well."

"Do you feel that there is always something in your heart, is there pressure?" Yu Luo put down his chopsticks and turned the meat with tongs. "be with me."

"A little bit, it was quite uncomfortable at first." Huo Yang looked at Yu Luo on the opposite side and laughed, "I was still crying. But it wasn't because I thought you were in poor health, I always felt that I was late."

Yu Luo put the meat on Huo Yang's small plate, and poured some oil into the pot with an oil bottle, "No, it's very early, I'm still in my 20s, fortunately I'm a good student."

"Just open your mouth, when did you learn it?" Huo Yang laughed loudly.

"You taught it yourself."

Even though the temperature is still astonishingly high in summer, it has actually bottomed out in August, and it gets dark much earlier than in June and July.The car is driving on the road, and the taillights of the car are all around.

Yu Luo's cell phone rang, and he plugged in his earphones, ready to answer it.Huo Yang didn't pay attention, looking at the clouds and trees flowing outside the window.

He glanced at the name displayed on the phone, stared at it quietly for a few seconds, and the phone buzzed and was turned off.

Huo Yang turned his head to look at him strangely, Yu Luo took off his earphones and stared ahead.

"Whose phone is it?" Huo Yang asked, "Why did you turn off the phone?"

"Business calls, don't call again, and drive." Yu Luo didn't show any expression.

But the air pressure in the car became inexplicably low, and Huo Yang felt that something was wrong with Yu Luo, so he couldn't ask.

In the following week, Huo Yang was preparing for a one-month vacation abroad, often working overtime until ninety o'clock, and going home to sleep after dinner at the company.

Sometimes he would steal a little free time, and he would watch Yu Luo write a thesis by playing a video on the sidelines.

One day, Yu Luo was writing a thesis, took a break in the middle, looked at Huo Yang's face on the tablet, and said lightly, "I forgot to ask you, do you know where that Elvis speaker went? I wanted to ask some time ago gone."

"Ah..." Huo Yang paused, "It was probably placed in my previous bedroom."

"When... do you want to use it?"

"Hmm... that's it."

A month ago, Huo Yang, looking at the messy living room, with a wise light in his eyes, walked over and put the little Elvis in the bedroom where he lived, and stuffed it into the cabinet covered by the curtain.

An Sheng stay here, Yu Luo is mine.He patted the small speaker on the head.

The mobile phone cannot be turned off forever, and the voice of his father's scolding finally rang in Yu Luo's ear.

"Is this how you work?! You can't keep a poor teacher's job!"

"Don't think I can't figure out how you lost your job, are you fooling around with some man!! You can't pull anything in the world!"

The mother seemed to be mourning and persuading, not to speak so harshly.

Yu Luo put the phone on the table, turned on the hands-free, and continued to type, the sound of the keyboard being struck mixed with his father's hoarse voice, shaking the whole room.

The soul seemed to be crushed by the sound, Yu Luo's spine trembled more and more.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, only heavy breathing.

Why are you doing this to me.

A sentence was rolling in his heart, over and over again, gurgling, gurgling, boiling like boiled water, making his heart ache.

"Why are you doing this to me!" Yu Luo stood up suddenly, and the chair was pushed back, making a screeching sound against the floor.The phone fell silent.

Yu Luo's chest heaved violently, his expression seemed to be out of control, he looked at the phone with red eyes, and knocked it to the ground with his hand.

The floor was carpeted and the phone rolled a few times unscathed.The mother's voice came from the opposite side: "Luoluo! Luoluo?"

"Mom." Yu Luo squatted on the ground, listening to his mother's anxious voice, "I'm fine."

"Listen to me, Luoluo, don't worry about your dad, just take care of yourself! Mom has no skills..." The final voice turned into a whimper.

"Mom, I'm fine." Yu Luo's voice became breathless, and he just repeated the same sentence in vain, "Take good care of yourself."

He sat on the ground, looking at the darkened screen.

His mood gradually calmed down, and the inexplicable tiredness reappeared, and he didn't want to do anything.

What's the use of going forward, a phone call can bring you back to the original point, and you will find that you just circled around this point and didn't go anywhere.

With the rope tied firmly around your waist, you are a born prisoner.

A sense of powerlessness filled his limbs, Yu Luo leaned against the foot of the table panting, the air seemed to be taken away, he wanted to reach out for help, but he didn't even have the strength to do so.

What's the point of living.He curled up his body and looked at the planes flying high in the sky, living only with pain like a tarsal maggot, like a shadow.

So painful.

Really painful.

Huo Yang sent two video requests to Yu Luo, but got no reply.He sent a message to Yu Luo, "What are you busy with, I miss you."

A lot of stars fell on the screen.

Huo Yang laughed. He was afraid that Yu Luo might not see it, so he took a screenshot and sent it, "Look."

Still no reply.

They have never been in a relationship as if they were tied together. It is normal for each to have their own affairs. Yu Luo never looks at her phone when she is busy.But even when we were not together before, he would reply to Huo Yang as soon as he saw it, at least telling him that he was busy.

Qin Liang just came in to have a small meeting with him, and more than an hour passed after the discussion.

He didn't want to affect his work efficiency, so he turned off his mobile phone, trying not to think about it.

I don't know if it's because the medicine I'm taking is working, or if this tiredness is working instead.Yu Luo gradually fell asleep, and when he woke up, he moved his fingers and felt his whole body was cold.

Had a short dream, he and Yu Luo were still in the museum in London.Memories are intertwined in my mind, like a movie, shown bit by bit.

Huo Yang said that life is of course meaningful, feelings, bonds, many things that are difficult to express in kind.

At that moment, his eyes looked at Yu Luo, penetrated the boundary of the dream, and appeared in front of Yu Luo again.

His eyes seemed to say, and me.

Yu Luo sat up, stretched out his hand to turn on the phone, Huo Yang sent a screenshot, and the sky full of stars fell on the screen.

"I miss you too."

The stars landed again, followed by Huo Yang's phone call, "Yu Luo, I'll wait for you to call me back, my hair is turning gray."

"I fell asleep and just woke up."

"Sleep at this time? Are you uncomfortable?" Huo Yang's voice was a little nervous.

"No, but speaking of it, I have something to discuss with you. You should come back early and make spicy chicken tonight."