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"You must go?"

"Correct."

"Do you think I'm so ridiculous, knowing that you won't stay for me, but still begging you over and over again."

"Xiao Yu..."

"Will you stay for me? I'll ask again."

"I have ideals."

"Where do you want to go, I can accompany you as a tourist."

"You can't bear that kind of suffering, and I never go to places with beautiful scenery."

"Stay, I beg you..."

Obviously they are the closest lovers, but after the passion, they have to discuss such ridiculous issues.

Abandoning dignity and begging, identity, status, and wealth can be given up, just want to be with the lover, but in the end, through the glass window, watching the plane drive up the runway, slowly take off into the sky, and finally disappear, sad to the extreme tears Instead, it doesn't flow out.

Seven years of love was taken away like this.

There really is a seven-year itch in this world.

Xia Yucheng always thought that he and Xue Yang were destined to be together for the rest of their lives. They met and fell in love at university. After graduation, one started a small company by himself and worked slowly, and the other went to a newspaper office to become a reporter. Two years later, they visited each other's parents and gained Approval from enlightened parents.

People in the circle said that the luck of the two of them is enviable and unenviable. There are really too few people in this world who love each other as much as they do and are so happy.

Xia Yucheng also thought so, thinking that the two of them would live happily ever after.

I didn't expect that things will be reversed when they are extreme, and that happiness will become unlucky when it reaches the extreme.

Who knew that person's bullshit ideals would become the biggest barrier between the two of them until they were separated forever.

Xia Yucheng is a person who likes comfort and ease. He has the ability to make a fortune, but he only earns enough money for expenses, and spends his extra energy on enjoying life and happiness.

His lover, Xue Yang, is a person with ideals. He always pays attention to what is happening in every corner of the world. He will stay in the newspaper office overnight to write articles on disasters in other countries, and he will stay up all night to write large-scale articles on the escalation of wars. Reports called for peace.

One is content with the status quo, and the other has great ambitions. Although they love each other, they can only separate.

Xue Yang took the initiative to apply to be a frontline reporter in a country with frequent wars.

When Xia Yucheng found out, his procedures were almost finished.He wanted to follow, but the other party said he couldn't bear that kind of suffering.

"I can't bear that kind of suffering, and I can't bear to be separated from you. For you, I can slowly change. No matter how hard it is, it's not a hurdle that I can't pass. At worst, I will die there, and I will be by your side..." He muttered.

There is only the endless blue sky outside the glass window, just like his heart, empty.

"Old Xia." Xia Yucheng came back to his senses and smiled at his old friend Gao Feng.

Gao Feng frowned, looked at the disapproval expression on the boy's face, and said in front of the boy, "Why did you change it again?"

"Ah, it's nothing, I'm tired."

When I was chatting with a boy, I found that the other boy was actually an intern reporter stationed at the reporter station in D city.

"By the way, why did you go out so early in the morning?" Xia Yucheng asked.

Gao Feng thought of something funny: "It's okay, take care of a child." It's a pity that he can't be tempted, that child is not from the same world as him.

"Did he come to see you?"

"Why is he looking for me?" Xia Yucheng asked with a smile.

"He comes back, you don't plan to reconcile?"

"Are you kidding? It's been more than 4 years!" Xia Yucheng smiled exaggeratedly, the corners of his eyes sparkling.

Seeing that Xia Yucheng didn't seriously talk about that person's intentions, Gao Feng stopped asking.

Xia Yucheng drove back to his small factory in the middle of the night, planning to rest there for a while.

After getting out of the car and walking a few steps, he saw someone standing in front of his four-story building, who should be looking at him from that angle.

Xia Yucheng didn't pay attention to that person, he pushed the sliding door, opened the door and went in.

Just as he was about to lock the door, he heard a somewhat familiar yet unfamiliar voice.

"Xiao Yu..."

The action of locking the door froze, and he pushed the door open a little, revealing half of his head: "Who are you?"

The other party was obviously stunned, and then walked quickly to the door.

The street lights were not bright, but they were enough to see each other clearly.

The people outside the door seemed a little excited, looking at the people inside the door with joy.

"It's you, rare guest, rare guest, what are you... doing at my door in the middle of the night?"

When the man was asked, he seemed to be thinking of something, the joy in his eyes was slowly covered by bitterness, and he spoke with difficulty: "I..."

Xia Yucheng yawned, interrupted the other party and said: "I haven't contacted for so many years, it's not easy to see each other. Tomorrow, I'll contact my classmates from the university. Let's get together. Go back to sleep, and you'll have something to drink tomorrow night." After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party to speak, the door was locked as soon as the key was turned, and then the button to pull the door was pressed to completely isolate them.

"Go to hell, really go to hell..." He wanted to yell at that person, but then thought, what's the use of this, let that scum know that he still can't be indifferent when he sees him again?

Xue Yang was outside the door. He raised his hand several times to ring the doorbell, but he finally dropped it powerlessly.Standing under the street lamp, I watched the light on the fourth floor turn on, and then turn off again after a long time.

With a wry smile, I thought, the coward who used to be afraid to sleep and had to turn on the light or ask for company, now dares to turn off the light and sleep in such a big place by himself.

After waking up early, Xia Yucheng looked at himself in the mirror and sighed, and took out his usual supplies - concealer pen to cover up the thick dark circles under his eyes a little, otherwise the image would be too bad.

He is going to the local newspaper office in D City today to promote his small company through the newspaper.

The original appointment was with editor-in-chief Du, but the old man took him to another room and said that he wanted to find their director for the large-format advertisement.

Xia Yucheng sat on the leather sofa and yawned a few more times, waiting for their director to come to talk about things.

If you want to promote it, it is naturally best to use TV commercials, but every second is money, and he is a little bit pained.Therefore, although I hate the existence of the newspaper office, I still have to come here.

He had dealt with this director before, and his surname was Chen.

When the door opened again, Xia Yucheng stood up, turned around with a smile, and had a better attitude when asking for help.

But as soon as he turned around, he froze in place, his eyes widened slightly, and his smile froze at the corners of his mouth.

"This is Director Xue who has just been transferred to our newspaper." The old man said.