I left Luku in just one hour and reached an agreement with Jian Wei. After we made an appointment for a week, I would first issue a personal exit statement, followed by Luku Company. And now I can start the handover of work, and Luku's current vice president will temporarily replace me and take charge of the company!

In fact, I was in pain. In the pain, the past hour seemed to have been carrying heavy shackles, and in the past scenes, I walked hard for a century, struggling for a century, and looking through a century.

If one day, Jian Wei fell into the cruel reality, can I really watch it? Then, with a blind outlook on life, living my own small life, no matter the bad people are still bad, and no matter the kind people live in an unsolvable curse, sinking and falling...

Now I can't give the answer. Maybe I will not make a choice until that day really comes, but I don't want that day to come, and I don't want to see Jian Wei's proud sunny flower turn into a dead leaf that has no direction to fall into this world.

The morning led the day as a pioneer. When the sun shines on the wide road, I like to drive through this road the most, not because it can lead to the moat, but on this road. I have never encountered traffic jams in my life. Here, I can enjoy the pleasure brought by freedom and watch the river water with the spreading sunshine, drifting to the end outside the city with the wind.

Finally, I parked my car on the road by the river. I wanted to be quiet here. Since I started living, I have spent 27 winters, but this winter is the most difficult. I miss the summer afternoon that I can drink some beer with my brothers, but I have no brothers around me.

I also miss the late spring of a certain year. We were young and ignorant. We held each other's hands and flew a kite. We felt that we were free from the shackles of gravity and flew to a transparent city.

Yes, in the late spring of a certain year, the woman holding hands with me was still called Jian Wei... Thinking of the past, I no longer doubted that if it weren't for Mi Cai around me, when Jian Wei said that she wanted to love again, and after learning about the pain in her heart over the years, I would still hold her hand again without hesitation.

But the script has been rewritten!... Now I seem to be unable to let go of Micai, and I seem to yearn for an ordinary life more! I am tired of the thorns in life. I just want to start spring next year. I will go fishing with a fishing rod and a daddy in the morning, and sing a song for Micai who has returned from work with a guitar. On Sunday, I help my mother carry a vegetable basket and go to the vegetable market with her to buy vegetables or meat that I want to eat next week.

The cigarette in my hand had been burnt into a cigarette butt. I bounced it into the city and became empty. I wanted to smoke a cigarette, but there was no cigarette... I looked around and saw an old man pressing his legs against the guardrail. The cigarette in his pocket was about to fall off!

I walked towards him, shouted twice without responding to me, and then I found that his earphones were stuffed in his ears. It turned out that he was listening to the radio and doing fitness... This is much more advanced than me smoking a cigarette. Although we are also by the moat, he is just for life, I am just for life...

This is a generous and enthusiastic old man. He gave me cigarettes. We sat together on the steps leading to the river bank, smoking while listening to his old-fashioned radio. When Kunqu Opera was played, the old man stopped smoking cigarettes. He closed his eyes, shook his head and hummed, and asked me to help him beat, saying that this was interaction...

When the radio stopped singing Kunqu opera and changed to pop songs, he asked me to sing along, telling me that I would hang two songs in the morning and that I would be energetic all day long. No wonder he looked so excited! Before I could speak, he had already started stomping his feet and hitting the beat.

"Uncle, your beat is heavy, this song is quite light!"

The old man has a strong ability to adjust. Not only is the beat lighter, but the rhythm is also slower... But I didn't sing it, just listened to Eason Chan singing the song "Waiting for You to Love Me" to make people sigh!

I remembered myself, and I had sang this song repeatedly in the bar for a long time, because I had waited for her very seriously. Even if we broke up, I fantasized that on a night without any signs, she would make a cross-border phone call and tell me: Actually, we still love, and we can still live together...

But at this moment, the artistic conception has changed, as if it has become what Jian Wei told me...

Maybe I felt something wrong, maybe I wanted too much, is everyone like me... How to accept it is relief?

Whether love will suffer from torture. I don’t admit to saying this. I am destined to wait for you and I am enough, so I can only be happier if I feel at ease...

"So you can be happier if you are at ease... So you can be happier if you are at ease..." I sang this sentence repeatedly in my heart. The infarction in my heart gradually resolved and became smooth. After waiting repeatedly, we have forgotten to wait. The meaning of this song has also changed. What we are pursuing is happiness after being at ease, because our feelings have all been wrong... She made a mistake in the United States, and I also made a mistake by holding the guitar by this moat. Only by being at ease can we avoid adding mistakes.

It's time for me to leave...

But the old man left before me... He remembered that his bird had not been fed yet. After going back and forth, it seemed as if the meaning of making him appear was just to give me a cigarette and then use his rhythm to make me understand something. Or, the so-called thinking has nothing to do with him, nor has it to do with this song. It was just that my heart longed to figure out whether it was far-fetched or not. I couldn't say whether it was far-fetched.

......

The sun shone on my face and felt a little hot. I squinted my eyes, took out my cell phone from my pocket, avoiding the sunlight, and sent a message to Fang Yuan: "I want to meet you, see you at noon, Huifang Hotel."

After a night, I was no longer so angry, but more of a search, and more of a message. I want to tell him: people cannot live like this, nor can they be so shameless, and brotherly feelings are not for trampling... But I will not persuade him to turn back, because he has come to this point step by step and will not look back again.

A moment later, he replied to the message: "Lu, I had already chosen half a year ago... There is no need to meet, sorry! Zhaoyang... I want too many things!"

I replied firmly: "See you at Huifang Hotel at noon."

After sending this message, I left the moat. Fangyuan was something I must meet before leaving Suzhou. I couldn't tell why I was so persistent, but a belief supported me. I had to see him and see clearly what was behind human nature. I also had to figure out whether he betrayed the brotherhood while betraying Yan Yan and him.

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There are three male protagonists in my writing, and Wang Jing lives for the most real thing!

Zhang Yixi lives for great love, the most tiring thing!
Chapter completed!