〖short story〗

Luo Xiaomei got angry, and dragged her suitcase and left Li Zhuxue's house again.

Li Zhuxue had always stood on her centered position before, insisting that she should have a happy marriage that you love and I wish, but after meeting the seriously ill Teacher Zhang, seeing the unhappy teacher Zhang and his wife, She rebelled.

The expectations of the older generation must always be satisfied by the descendants. Luo Xiaomei knows this truth, but she hates hearing this truth from Li Zhuxue's mouth.

She shouldn't have such an idea, she came back from outside, she shouldn't be bound by the world... most importantly, she should love her.

After Luo Xiaomei left, Li Zhuxue began to pack her luggage.

Luo Xiaomei was angry because she agreed to marry her.

This reason is very funny. Do you think she didn't understand what the teacher said? Luo Xiaomei's mother is already planning to get married. Isn't it just an attitude if she agrees or not?

Knowing that Teacher Zhang would not eat that bowl of rice, but the teacher's wife still wanted to send that bowl of rice in.The same is true for her, knowing that the end result will be the same, instead of confronting bluntly, she might as well push the boat along. As long as the two are still friends, there is probably no loss.

Halfway through packing, Li Zhuxue was discouraged again, what is she doing now.

Teacher Zhang is still alive, and Xiaomei is not yet married. This is still the place where she wants to come back to live in her dream. Wait, wait, wait.

After a while, Xiaomei's wedding invitation came. Xiaomei's mother personally sent it, saying that Xiaomei had recently gone on a date with Sanyong, and she had no time to come, so Li Zhuxue should not be offended.

Li Zhuxue smiled and said, it's all right.

The date was on August 8th, and there were only a dozen days left. The marriage was considered to be very urgent at this stage. Maybe her grandma was really seriously ill.

As a result, within two days, Sister Du came to deliver a message on behalf of the teacher's wife. Teacher Zhang went, saying that she could not stand the pain and took medicine.

In the evening, Li Zhuxue put the wedding invitation on the table, took out the photo of grandma, and talked to her.

"Grandma, Xiaomei is married." Li Zhuxue touched the gold-plated wedding invitation, "Grandma, shouldn't I come back?"

"If I don't come back, Xiaomei will send me a message when she gets married, and I will give her a red envelope, and things will turn around."

"If I don't come back, the teacher's wife will send me a text message. I will comfort you a few words and think about it with my classmates. The matter is over."

But now, she couldn't do anything, and she was so close at hand.

Li Zhuxue called Luo Xiaomei, and regardless of it being midnight, she said willfully, "Xiaomei, I want to drink beer."

After making the phone call, Li Zhuxue lay on the floor and fell asleep. After an unknown amount of time, she opened her eyes and saw Luo Xiaomei sitting cross-legged next to her, drinking beer one gulp at a time.

She brought five bottles, four of which were empty.

"Xiaomei?" Li Zhuxue raised her upper body vigorously, trying to identify the person in front of her.

"Da Xueer." Luo Xiaomei was a little drunk, her eyes were as bright as pearls soaked by rain, "Da Xueer, I'm getting married!"

Li Zhuxue snatched the only beer bottle left from her hand, raised her head and took a big gulp.

"Da Xue'er, I drank it." Luo Xiaomei chuckled drunkenly, "Kissed indirectly."

Li Shexue frowned, didn't she eat and drink like this before?

"Da Xue'er, don't frown." Luo Xiaomei hiccupped, and she slapped the alcohol in front of her in disgust, "I'm married, I'm really married. You all agree, so what else do I have?" Easy to say."

"I didn't mean that." Li Zhuxue wanted to defend herself, "I don't have to disagree."

"Yes, yes, you don't need it, and I don't need it either." Luo Xiaomei lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "We don't need that, my teacher is right, it's normal to be unhappy. The more unhappy I am, It means that the more correct my path is, Daxueer, don’t you think so?”

Li Zhuxue felt that there was a problem with logic, but she didn't know how to refute it, so she could only listen to Luo Xiaomei.

"After graduation, you all ran away, but I didn't." Luo Xiaomei pointed to her nose, "I listened to my parents. Later when you came back, I really fucking thought I chose the right path. You see, it’s useless to go out, you have to come back! How nice it is to come back, look at the stars and the moon, and talk about life ideals from poetry and songs.”

As she spoke, Luo Xiaomei laughed foolishly.

"Xiaomei, you are drunk."

Luo Xiaomei patted away Li Zhuxue's hand who wanted to hold her, and stared at her: "Da Xueer, do you love me?"

"Love you, love you." Li Zhuxue was still persistent in trying to pull her, lying on the floor drunk, she would definitely catch a cold.

"You lied to me." Luo Xiaomei staggered and pushed Li Zhuxue, "You lied to me, you don't love me."

Pushed by her, Li Zhuxue's footsteps became unsteady, and she bumped into the table behind her, her waist hurt, and she didn't have time to react to what Luo Xiaomei said.

Luo Xiaomei suddenly broke into her room and pulled out her half-packed suitcase. Several times, she fell to the floor with the suitcase.

Fortunately, the floor was laid, otherwise Xiaomei would have been covered in dust by now.Li Zhuxue rubbed her waist and suddenly thought of it.

With a bang, Luo Xiaomei opened the suitcase, dumped all the contents on the floor, and cried hoarsely: "Da Xueer, do you want to leave! Do you plan to leave after I get married, or is it Teacher Zhang?" You go after the first seven!"

Li Zhuxue looked at Luo Xiaomei's actions in surprise, thinking that when she fell asleep, Luo Xiaomei found out that she had packed half of her luggage.

"Why are you going? Don't you just like the quietness here, don't you just like this kind of idyllic pastoral? Then you keep it! I'm married, who knows where to go, you just stay here! "Luo Xiaomei willfully stepped on the scattered clothes.

Li Zhuxue watched Luo Xiaomei go crazy with a muffled voice.

Luo Xiaomei didn't get any response for a long time, and suddenly sat down on the spot and wailed loudly: "Da Xueer, you stay here, I won't get married anymore, really, I will accompany you, you can watch the sunrise and dusk if you want." , I can plant flowers and grass, as long as you stay."

Li Zhuxue just looked at her silently, seeing her face flushed from crying, seeing her tearing off her clothes to wipe her tears, seeing her lying on the ground crying and falling asleep.

After waiting for a while, Li Zhuxue walked over, covered her with a quilt, then silently picked up the clothes one by one, and put them all back into the suitcase regardless of whether it was stained with snot or tears.

Some were suppressed by the sleeping Luo Xiaomei, she could only pump out bit by bit.

Half a suitcase of clothes had been packed all night, and when she looked up, the sky was already getting brighter.