I used to cry in the middle of the night, wanting to talk to you about life

Chapter 38 You Are My Drop of Sweat (7)
I replied, "What do you think?"

"No."

"Stupid."

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I thought that when Xiao Yi got busy after school started, our relationship would improve.But contrary to expectations, Xiao Yi's text messages did not decrease because of the start of class.At that time, I had just taken over a brand-new daily program, and the leader valued me very much. They promoted me to be the main editor-director, who could be in charge of a whole program independently, and I also became the youngest main editor-director of our channel.My sense of mission and responsibility is increasing day by day, and the pressure of work is also increasing. The text messages sent by Xiaoyi at any time have become my biggest trouble at work.I quarreled with Xiaoyi twice about this matter, and each time it ended with Xiaoyi crying and I held back my breath to coax her.We both felt that we were on the verge of being unable to get along. In order to bridge the relationship between the two of us, Xiaoyi and I made an appointment to meet on National Day. I bought Xiaoyi a non-stop flight ticket from Changsha to Nanjing with half a month’s salary. .

Xiao Yi has come to Nanjing, and she is still the same as I am familiar with.We held hands, her palms were still warm, with a little sweat.I took Xiaoyi to the Presidential Palace, Zijin Mountain, and Xuanwu Lake. I took her to see the Shiziqiao Pedestrian Street, the snack bar, and the movie theater that I like to visit on weekends. I introduced myself to Xiaoyi. During the whole life in Nanjing, Xiaoyi followed me obediently, with the smile I am most familiar with...

That night, we made love frantically in the rented house I rented in Granny Stone Lane. I still remember that the power went out that day, and the house was as hot as a steamer. We opened the windows, but there was only faint starlight outside the house anyway.We held each other tightly in our arms, wishing we could stuff each other into our hearts.I didn't know what time it was, but I was really exhausted, so I let go of my hand and covered her body with my whole body, gasping for breath.She hugged me hard, then pushed me away and told me to lie down, and she just fell asleep against my chest.I tilted my head to see her sleeping, at the little bit of mascara in the corner of her eye, at the fourth hole in her right ear, at her still naughty little nose, at her With red cheeks, I don't know what to do.I put my hand under her arm, trying to touch her breasts, but she clamped her armpit tightly to prevent me from passing, but the resistance was still ineffective, and I quickly covered her small breasts with my hands.She still didn't open her eyes, and we stayed like this for 5 minutes, and suddenly, she cried hard.

She said, "Fang Peng, let's break up."

So, we broke up in Nanjing.

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Since then, Xiao Yi has completely disappeared from my life. Although she is also in Beijing, she does not even contact the second child at ordinary times. Maybe she is silently following the rule of "If we break up, we must bid farewell to our circle".The news that Xiaoyi and I broke up did not surprise my friends too much. We are 23 years old and we are used to seeing each other on and off.The only time my second child mentioned to me about my breakup with Xiao Yi was when he talked about a chance encounter between him and Xiao Yi on the road.At that time, the second child asked Xiaoyi: "You really broke up with Fang Peng?" Xiaoyi's answer was: "Yes, isn't he a jerk?"

After Xiaoyi and I broke up, life continued as it did in the previous three months, and there was not even much pain, but occasionally when I was listening to love songs, I would recall the sweet scenes between me and Xiaoyi.But after listening to it, it’s over. Thinking about it again, breaking up may not be a good thing for me and Xiaoyi. After all, she is an only child and I am an only child. Both families are reluctant for us to be too far away from home.She should return to Beijing after graduating from graduate school, find a local man to marry and have children, and I should also take root in Nanjing.

On the National Day of 2004, my classmate Ke Yiyi and I ended our three-year relationship and became each other's ex.

Time is cheap, with a whoosh, several years have passed.

The second child finally lost his virginity, and by the way, got married and gave birth to a daughter.Brother Bao also got married, found a fellow villager, and gave birth to a daughter.These two set the tone for our group, and later everyone gave birth to daughters one after another, so our small group finally had an official name-"Father-in-Law Gang".

Wei Xing divorced before the second child got married. It is said that the couple quarreled and caused the two old people to tear their faces. In the end, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were restless and simply divorced.Xu Ning was doing well, but within a few years he was involved in a car accident and almost died. His whole person has become much depressed, and he is still unmarried.Student Xiao Ma worked in securities for a year, then resigned and opened a clothing store, where he spent all day playing games. It is said that he is quite a character in the virtual world. A girl came to him and wanted to exchange his body for equipment. Student Xiao Ma After struggling for a while, I still refused.He's also the most idealistic guy we have here, as always.

On January 2006, 1, Beijing finally had a heavy snowfall.

At this time, it has been more than a year since Ke Yiyi and I broke up.I moved to Beijing in the summer of 2005. Xu Ke opened a film and television company in Beijing, affiliated with a certain music king's group, with a bullish signature and aggressive development. In the summer of 2005, I was still very young. I had some ignorant dreams, some stubborn impulses, and some money enough to buy a train ticket. So I quit my job at the TV station and started drifting north. city.Of course, I never went to look for Xiao Yi, and even if I thought about it again, I didn't have the face to go.I don't know how Xiao Yi is doing now, but I started to take naps on the bus every day, started to wear T-shirts in the snow in December, started to record some weird shows, started to meet a lot of gay men and women, and started Adopted a stray dog, started to watch a few episodes of "Six People" every day, started to forget everything I learned in college, started to obsessively change the signature of QQ and MSN, started to get used to the poor life after luxury, started to drink a lot of Sprite mixed with Erguotou , began to like to smell the dry air, began to stop talking and smiling easily, began to emphasize that he was not from Beijing, began to get used to it...

Under the arrangement of my second child, I live in Xima Manor on the edge of Tongzhou. The rent here is relatively cheap. You can rent a one-room apartment for 800 yuan, and it is very close to my second’s apartment. Drink some wine and blow some calf.On the 12th, I just got home from get off work when my phone rang suddenly, and the screen displayed a text message from my second child: "A new girl came to our unit, can I introduce you?"

As I put the frying pan on the sink to catch the water, I replied casually: "Tell me about it." About a minute later, a text message came: "Long hair, big eyes, white and tender." Pour half a bag of mutton slices into the boiling water in the wok, and replied with a smile: "Brother is not the kind of person you think!"... The grandson of the second child introduced his girlfriend like a pimp.

Putting down the phone, I rinsed all the mutton in the wok, pulled it out and put it on a plate, added a lot of sauce and stirred it, and then ate it with an unpeeled cucumber.My dog ​​kept staring at me during this process, he also seemed to be hungry.But I can't feed him yet, he just made a big mistake and pooped in my bedroom for the first time in his life.If it poops in my bedroom and I feed it dog biscuits, it will definitely think that I am praising it, and when it wants to eat biscuits, it will run to my bedroom to take a dip.

After eating, I suddenly felt very high, probably because I slept too hard on the Xiaolu Road home just now.I dug out a DVD of "Remember That Little Boy" by Xiangsheng Washe and started to watch it. After watching it for a while, I found that I couldn't watch it, so I picked up my phone and replied to my second message again, "I'm going to reconsider what you just said. the question raised."

After 1 minute, a text message came, "It's late, I can't get used to your stinking habit of pretending to be X."

Yes, he can't get used to me pretending to be an X.Like I can't get used to my dog ​​pooping in my bedroom.Maybe he is more suitable for raising a dog, because he is cruel enough, and he really doesn't get used to me if he says he doesn't get used to me.But I was different, I still fed my dog ​​dog biscuits under the ambiguous dawdle.The dog food has long been fed, and there is nothing else to feed.In order for him not to accept the wrong information, I had to give him a biscuit, give him a good slap, and point to his poo stuck in my bedroom.

This is my life in 2006, a life that has nothing to do with Koyi.

A few days later, Zhang Qian came to Beijing for a business trip, called several of our friends in Beijing, and made an appointment to have dinner at a Korean barbecue restaurant next to Baiyun Temple.Knowing that Xiao Yi would also go, I was very nervous that day. I skipped work for half a day, went to get my hair done near the China World Trade Center, and went home to take a shower and change clothes. I felt very frustrated in whatever I wore.After finishing the tidying up with difficulty, I took the little Buick, the second child, to go to Baiyun Temple.

When we arrived at the dining place, Xu Ning and Zhang Qian were already waiting for us. I pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Who else is there?" Zhang Qian said with a smirk, "And your mother-in-law!" He waved his hand, "It's a long time ago."

"Then let's not wait for the past, let's eat." Zhang Qian said.

"Is Xiaoyi not coming?"

"She works overtime, let us eat first."

"Oh."

At the beginning of the dinner, the atmosphere was still very lively. Reminiscing about the college days, the two bottles of Zhenlu were quickly consumed.While talking about refilling the wine, Xiao Yi hurried over, wearing a white down jacket, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead, "Sorry, sorry, I have to do a business review today, and I just finished it." Said After finishing, she grabbed Zhang Qian and gave her a big bear hug, "Ah, Qianqian... I haven't seen you for a long time..." It was still a little bluffing like back then.Ke Yiyi basically remained the same, still had the same big red face, but his hair was cut short, the ponytail was gone, and he replaced it with a very professional and capable hairstyle.

After hugging Zhang Qian, Xiaoyi waved her hand to greet everyone, and we met for the first time after breaking up amidst the sound of "Hi...". "Eat something first, it will get cold later." This was the first sentence I said to Xiao Yi alone after we broke up.

Later, the dinner was very embarrassing, at least I thought so, everyone talked about those old things, but deliberately avoided all the parts about me and Ke Yiyi.I kept looking at Xiaoyi secretly, but tried to avoid eye contact, once I touched him, I raised my glass immediately, and both of them drank it down.There are ten thousand possibilities in my mind, but I don't know what decision to make.However, these ten thousand possibilities were shattered by Xiao Yi's words: "I have to go first, my boyfriend is here to pick me up."

Xiaoyi left without hesitation, without looking back.Her boyfriend didn't come in to say hello, just sent a text message.Zhang Qian sent Xiaoyi to the door, and when she came back, she smiled at me strangely and said, "Jetta."

"Fuck! Jetta, it's not a good car." The second child patted me.

I pretended to be indifferent, raised my wine glass, "Everyone who drives a Jetta is an idiot!"

Everyone laughed, and Xu Ning shouted: "Why, I am also a Jetta!"

Before I knew it that day, I drank too much, and my second child drove me all the way to the downstairs of Xima Manor.He parked the car and asked me, "Go upstairs?" I shook my head, "Let's take a seat later."

The second child sighed, rolled the window open, and the night wind from Beijing filled the entire carriage in an instant.He inserted the CD we recorded when we graduated into the stereo, turned up the volume, and the first song was "Model Love Letter" sung by me.

I am the oak tree where you sit by the window,

I am the book that was in your hand when you shed your first tears,

I am the candle you watched on a spring night,

I am the lovely clothes you put on in autumn.

The city has spread its lonely map,

How can I find where you wait for me,
I, like every child in love,
Growing up lonely on the strings in the street...

The second child handed me some paper, "Silly X, just cry if you want to cry."

I was so obedient, took the Kleenex, and cried like a fool.

Xiaoyi, our story ends here.

You said, you are my drop of sweat,

We once had the warmest temperature together,
But after slipping, there is no trace, and there is no way to track it down.

past, future,
You are memories, you are loneliness, and you are my most piercing cold when the night wind hits.

(End of this chapter)