Pear Blossoms Are Blooming Again GL

Holidays always go by so fast, I report on the eighth day of the work unit, so I have to go back to City D one day in advance. After driving a long way, I looked back, and they were still standing there watching me off.

There is a very sad mood in my heart. I feel that I am very unfilial. In fact, in my heart, I really don’t want to go home for the New Year. The desolation and loneliness are reflected more and more clearly.

People say that I fell in love with a city because of a person, but I escaped from a city because of a person. This city is still my hometown, where my roots are.

I draw the curtains, I don't want to look at the familiar buildings, familiar roads, and any places that can remind me, even if it is a tree or a lawn.

I thought sadly, my heart probably didn't know when it turned into porcelain, it turned out to be so fragile and fragile.

On the eighth day of the lunar new year, I went to the unit to receive a red envelope for the new year. Although I said I was going to work for the next few days, in fact, because it was still in the New Year, I basically had nothing to do every day, and it was just a name.But whether I'm busy or idle, it doesn't matter to me.

The unit once offered benefits such as raising funds to build a house, and the number of places was limited. I have been working for a short time, young and have no qualifications, so it has nothing to do with me. I have always lived in a small nest that I carefully selected and rented. .

In this city, I have no friends, and I maintain a close relationship with my colleagues, and there is no entertainment. When I come home from work every day, I basically stay at home except to buy some daily necessities.Reading books, listening to music, playing computer, and being in a daze, I do these things repeatedly, and I find that I can't find fun in them.

The shadow of breaking up with Liang Nuanqing has always enveloped me, this shadow is everywhere and pervasive.Occasionally, when I read some sentences, I will touch my heart, and when I listen to those sad songs, I will burst into tears without knowing it.In the dead of night, lying on the bed, those memories of the past will become fresh again, her kindness, her smile, her tenderness, her heartlessness, and her cruelty. . . . . .Drilling into my dreams again and again, torturing me endlessly.

I don't know if it's because I'm too emotional and too weak, or if it's the same for everyone who falls in love for the first time.In short, her departure hit me hard, so heavy that it made me sink into the quagmire of love and hate, sinking incessantly, unable to extricate myself.Many times I look at myself in the mirror, the indifferent face, the dull eyes, even I feel strange and afraid.

But I was powerless to save myself.

At that time, I was naive, thinking about love, then I can really stay together forever.

Up to now, I understand that if you love each other for a while, what you get in return may be just a lifetime of sadness.Those sworn vows are just poisonous candies.

That night, like in the past, I stayed in front of the computer and played games again. Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang loudly. I glanced at it, ignored it, and continued typing on the keyboard. I paused the game, took a look at the phone, and my heart jumped instantly.

The caller number is something I am deeply familiar with, so familiar that I can recite it backwards. For countless nights, I typed out this string of numbers word by word on my mobile phone, gently touching it through the cold screen, and then another number The deletion of a number.

I know I'll never dial this number, but now she's calling me.

I stared blankly at the screen, but before I had time to react, it rang again in my hand, and I put the phone back on the table again as if I had been burned by something.

Once, twice, five times. . . . . .

The ringing was repeated. I obviously underestimated the patience of the caller and overestimated my own willpower. I took a deep breath and finally answered the phone.

"Hey?"

When I spoke, I could clearly feel my heart shaking slightly, but fortunately my voice remained steady.

"Yinuo." She whispered my name over there.

"Well, what's the matter? Is it late for New Year's greetings at this time?"

I know this is not humorous at all, but I really have nothing to say, I didn't ask how she knew my phone number again, anyway, she already knew it.

"Yinuo, I'm in City D now."

"Huh?" I was really taken aback.

"I drove here alone."

I couldn't hold back anymore: "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you, but I don't know where you live."

Her tone was as usual as if she was chatting about family affairs, and I was immediately annoyed, but I still suppressed my temper: "Why do you want me?"

"It's nothing, I just want to find you. I'm not very familiar with this place, all I know is that I'm on the side of Derun Square now, you don't need to come to see me, but I will wait in the car until you show up."

After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone very quickly. I held the phone, and it took dozens of seconds to come back to my senses, shit! I was so angry that I almost wanted to throw the phone out. This damn woman, she Knowing where my weakness is, she's sure of me, isn't she!

About half an hour later, I found Liang Nuanqing's car near Derun Plaza, got into the passenger seat, and closed the door forcefully.

"Yinuo."

I ignored her, looking forward, with a livid face: "Drive!"

She knew that I was upset, so she started the car obediently, and I directed her all the way: "Go straight ahead, turn right, yes, turn right again..."

The eye-catching lights of the hotel came into view, and she turned her head: "You let me stay in the hotel?"

I asked back: "Otherwise? There is only one bed in my house."

She bit her lip, stopped talking, and drove the car to the underground parking lot of that hotel, and then we took the elevator to the hotel lobby.

"Give me a room."

The lady at the front desk smiled and said, "Okay, what room do you want?"

"King bed room."

I handed her the card and ID card, completed the formalities, entered the elevator, and went upstairs. During this process, she followed me silently. We didn't talk or even make eye contact.

After entering the room and turning on the light, I walked over and put the deposit slip and other things on the bedside table: "It's a comfortable place to live here. You can stay here for one night and drive back tomorrow morning."

"You want to go?" She was taking off her coat and hanging it up. After hearing this, she turned her head and looked at me in disbelief.

I looked at her with a fake smile: "There is only one bed here, do you want me to sleep with you?"

"What if I don't let you go?"

This room, the warm and somewhat ambiguous lighting, and this large and comfortable bed already made me a little nervous, but the way she stared at me when she asked this made me panic even more. Fortunately, at this time, I can turn myself into an extra, and my acting skills can cover up my panic.

I looked her up and down, and smiled a little frivolously: "If you want to relive old dreams with me, from a moral point of view, I need to remind you of the fact that you are already a married woman."

Liang Nuanqing's expression suddenly became stiff, but there seemed to be tears in her eyes. I didn't dare to look at her, so I said softly: "I'm leaving, you go to bed early." I wanted to go around She goes to the door.

She seemed to wake up with a start, stepped back several times, and blocked the door with her body: "Yinuo, I won't let you go!"

I'm really annoyed now, I can't pretend anymore: "What do you want?"

"Yinuo, you have been avoiding me for the past few years. When I call you, you change the card. I leave you a message online, send you an email, but you never reply. I know you hate me, but I leave you , Don’t I feel uncomfortable? Do you know how much pressure I faced at that time? I was the only daughter in my family, I couldn’t possibly not get married, and my father was sick at the time and needed a lot of money for treatment... .”

I interrupted her coldly: "At least before you and that man show up in pairs, you should also tell me, don't let me be the last person to know."

She looked at me, eyes full of begging and pain: "Yinuo, I don't want to lose you, I know that once you know, you won't talk to me anymore, so, at that time, I was stupid and just wanted to procrastinate..."

"Ha!" I smiled, "Nuan Qing, if you tell me, and then we break up and you get back together with that man, at most you're just empathizing with him, but you secretly dated him without telling me, then It's betrayal!"

"Yinuo, I'm sorry, I lied to you." With tears in her eyes, she suddenly came over, wrapped her arms around me lightly, and said in her usual lovely and pitiful voice: "But I haven't moved on, I don't I love him, I have always loved you, I will never forget the days we were together, Yinuo, I love you, always only you."

A faint fruity scent rushed into my nose, it was the smell of body wash she likes to use, the smell I am obsessed with, she hugged me, softly whispered in my ear that she loves me, how familiar this scene is, I seemed to be hypnotized by her voice, falling into a gentle and sweet dream, my heart was slowly melting, I closed my eyes, couldn't help reaching out and gently stroking her hair.

She hugged me even tighter, and her voice was as gentle as water: "Yinuo, I know I hurt you deeply, but I couldn't help it at the time. Marriage is something I can't escape, but I always hope that I can have the opportunity to make up for you .”

marry?I opened my eyes, as if suddenly awakened from a dream, she didn't notice, she was still whispering in my ear, speaking sweet words.

I stayed for a while, stretched out my hand to push her away from my shoulder, and looked deeply into her eyes: "So, Nuan Qing, the way you make up for me is to let me be your mistress?"