The joy of cypress space

The same

When Rong Le was just born, she really surprised her parents. At the same time, her mother, Lan Xin, was also thankful that she didn't go to the hospital. Fortunately, she had to be at home. Fortunately, her mother-in-law didn't want to come to take care of her at this time. Fortunately, my mother has not had time to come home at this time.

After careful consideration, his father, Rong An, finally named himself "Rong Le".It is tacky, but the meaning inside is also the simplest and clearest. The simple two words contain the blessings of my father to me-I just hope that in the days to come, I will live a simpler and more happy life.

It's a pity that Father Rong's good wish didn't come true. Rong Le has lived to this day, counting from the day he was born, 28 spring and autumn years. Under normal circumstances, he has already lived more than one-third of his life, but strictly counting It seems that a small part of the happiness I once had was exchanged for a huge price.

To this day, although it has been five years since those pains at the time, I still dare not think back to those I have experienced.Those who are happy don’t dare to think about it, because as long as they think of happy days, they will immediately lead to the unbearable things that will happen afterwards, and those who are sad are even more afraid to think about it. Every time they think about it, they will feel painful, but even though they try their best to forget it, in their minds There will still be scenes of that scene - dripping with blood.

It is said that time is the best medicine for healing wounds, but in my opinion, the medicine of time did not make me cured, it just stitched the wound together, but stitching does not mean healing, every time the scar is torn apart Pus always oozes from the wound.

It has been five years since I left the city where I lived for more than 20 years, and now I am gradually becoming familiar with a city that I am unfamiliar with.Sometimes, Rong Le would secretly think, how many five years can there be in one's life?What do you think these five years are?

Counting from now, if my past is divided into five years on average, can it be divided into almost six parts?Leaving aside the first three copies, the middle two belong to one person, a man whom I will never forget.

The present five years belong to me, but the heart that has been dead for a long time, even though I don't want to admit it, I have to admit that every time it beats brightly, I still think of the one I want to forget, but I can't completely forget it. Forgotten man.

Sometimes I look down on myself, why are you so cheap?In fact, what's so difficult about it?He's just a man, just a passer-by in his own life, why can't he forget it so hard?But theory is one thing, and practice is another thing. I remind myself repeatedly in my mind not to remember, not to think, not to miss, not to be sad, but my heart cannot be controlled by myself. Sometimes I have been divided into two parts, and my brain is independent. Yes, the heart is independent, the brain can no longer direct the heart.

Now that I have a stable job and a peaceful life, I have new friends and new experiences, those unsatisfactory things in the past, why do they tend to appear in my midnight dreams?

Five years have passed!

Walking out of the company lobby, the outside is already foggy, with some sporadic light rain, which can't get you wet, but it can make you feel inexplicably depressed and depressed.The cities in the south are like this. The sky is overcast and there is not much rain, and it lasts for three to five days at a time.

"Rongle, do you want to go to Lele together, everyone?"

Looking back, Rongle realized that it was the generosity of the company and his own department, or his immediate boss, who was just like his name, more generous and not fussy. When he first joined the company, he had helped himself a lot intentionally or unintentionally.

"No, team leader, go ahead and have fun."

Rong Le refused with a smile. She didn't have that leisurely mind, didn't have that vigorous energy. Although they had been colleagues together for several years, except for a few people, everything else was just a nodding acquaintance.Everyone going means that many people will be there, and I don't have the heart to deal with others.

And although I am only a 28-year-old now, I am still relatively young in the city, but only I know that 28 is just my skin, and my heart is already like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes to 82.

"Hey, I knew you would be like this. Every time I invite you, I can't do it. It's not good for you to be so unsocial?" Dafang shook his head and sighed twice after hearing Rongle's rejection.But it was just a sigh, and he didn't continue to say anything. He is a relatively stable person. He has the ability to have connections in the company. He has a good relationship. He is also a well-known gentleman. Yes, I won't offend anyone easily.

Before Rong Le had time to speak, a sharper voice came from the side: "Forget it, Brother Fang, he is a person who knows how to live, how can he be as good at playing as we are?"

Rong Le didn't need to look back to know that it was Xiao Hu from the public relations department, and he was not in the same team as him. He was usually in the logistics team most of the time, and he was most responsible for the files.There are not many occasions to make friends with each other.This girl joined the company at about the same age as me. She was pretty, but she couldn't speak. Once she spoke, it made people feel sorry for her own face.

When she joined the company for only three months, the whole company knew her name, mostly by her appearance, and a small part by her mouth, regardless of whether she was poisonous or not, there was no way to tell.

I heard that many girls in the company are dissatisfied with her, but those have nothing to do with me, let alone.In fact, if you have the heart, you can know what everyone says, but what's the point?

As an old man, is it possible that he still cares about a girl?Just to say a few words, I have heard words that are hundreds of times worse than this before, so what is this kind of pediatrics?

As he said generously, he has never attended any gatherings, even those organized by the company that he has to go to, and he is just in time for the occasion.This girl prefers such occasions.

During the lunch break, I often heard other girls say that no matter what group of people they are in, Xiao Hu can always receive invitations, and she never refuses such invitations, regardless of whether others are sincere or polite.

Rongle didn't think so, but Dafang at the door frowned, seeing Dafang who was about to speak, Rongle hurriedly persuaded: "Since you want to play, you should go quickly, otherwise it will be late, have fun ,I'm going back."

Dafang received Rongle's kindness, turned his gaze away from Xiao Hu, smiled and nodded to Rongle, and after Rongle left, he immediately withdrew the smile on his face, and gave Zhao Bo a hard look— - It's all this kid who invites people randomly.

Zhao Bo was very wronged, and I was just saying politely, who knew that this girl could be so rude, and he would come as soon as he shouted.But having said that, wouldn't it be nice for such a beautiful girl to be with everyone?Although he is not as good-looking as the brother Rong who left just now, but everyone is male, what good can it do?Calling this girl, no matter who succeeds, it will be a blessing, why does everyone look unwilling.

Rongle couldn't see the performance of the people behind him. At this moment, Rongle was crowded on the bus going home. This bus was not too crowded, and it was usually just enough for people to stand four times in the compartment at most. The appearance of five people.

This kind of environment is just right for me. Since the accident that year, Rong Le doesn't like places that are too quiet, and she doesn't like places that are too lively, including taking a car. Too many lively routes.

In the final analysis, I am afraid it is because of psychological reasons.

It was already half an hour before I returned to my small one-bedroom, one-living room. As the winter season approached, evening always came earlier.When I left the company, I could still see the light, but now I can see from the window that it is already dark.

Turn on the light, change shoes, take a shower, and then sit on the sofa to drink water. These actions are so coherent that they are the same. After all, I have been repeating this since I temporarily lived in this small city.After three years, these movements seem to be familiar to the bone, without thinking and ordering by the brain, the movements are already one step ahead.

The water flowed into the stomach through the esophagus, and I could clearly feel where it was halfway, but the scene in my mind was still temporarily stuck in the scene in the bathroom - the reflection of my back on the mirror.

Rongle put down the water glass, gently put his hands on his back, one hand went up from the bottom, and the other hand went around the neck to go up the back, the two hands met in the center of the back, and then stroked around the center point .

Very smooth, the skin is as immature as a baby's, but Rong Le's face is not happy, but his eyes are hollow.After that, he slowly retracted his hands, placed his hands casually on the lower abdomen, and let himself relax on the sofa.Leaning back on the sofa, I instantly calmed down my heart.But the mind is not idle, no matter how smooth the skin is now, it still can't hide the fact that the back was carved with a knife.Others can't see it, but I can't forget it.