My girlfriend who has been running for ten years is getting married tomorrow

Chapter 20 Let's Elope With Love (1)
As early as a few years ago, my mother had met Ling Yiyao. She knew what happened to me, and she blamed herself several times for not being able to accumulate wealth for me.I didn't comfort her, and I didn't blame her, I was just in a daze alone.

I thought very clearly that Ling Yiyao's parents wanted their daughter to marry well and did not want her to play with her youth. These are all human.I can only attribute all the guilt to the reason that I am a poor boy. It was also from those days that I developed an extremely persistent hatred and an extremely fanatical yearning for money.

I called Lao Liu and said, "Brother, I've thought about that."

"how is it?"

"I will go with you."

"confirmed?"

"Ah."

"Okay, then I'll fire an engineer introduced by someone else, you can't change your mind," Lao Liu suddenly thought of something when he said this, "Do you remember Lao Zhao? One of the partners in the sea reclamation project last year."

"Remember, that awesome crooked mouth."

"He was dissatisfied with last year's dividend ratio, nagging, whining, this time he doesn't want to take a share, and we don't want to take him to do it together. If you want, I can talk to other partners to fill the old Zhao's vacancy, how about participating in a small stock?"

Without any hesitation, I agreed straight away: "Okay."

"How much do you think you can take out?"

"I have 20, and I can take it all out."——Now, I have nothing to be afraid of. I can only put all my eggs in one basket. I even lost Ling Yiyao. What else can I afford to lose?The big deal is that one day we will be inseparable, penniless, and find a quiet place to end this ridiculous, pitiful, shameful life.

"Then you wait for my news, by the way, you have to talk to Xiaomeng."

"Ok."

I was getting moldy at home, and it happened that Xiao Meng was only a dozen miles away from my house, so I ran over on purpose.At that time, he was playing basketball in a nearby middle school, and his mother called him back. He was still wearing a vest in the winter, his forehead was slightly steaming, and his grin showed the essence of a silly child.

"I plan to go to Xinjiang with Lao Liu, will you go?"

Xiao Meng was a little surprised at first, but then she was overjoyed: "Then I will go too!"

His mother was not very happy. After all, Xiaomeng was the only child in the family. He used to work only in the surrounding areas and almost never left the border of Jiangsu.Xiaomeng argued: "Xinjiang is much safer than the seaside, at least there is no danger of drowning. Compared with Zhejiang and Shanghai, it just takes a little longer to travel by car."

"Since they are all about the same, why go so far?"

Xiao Meng curled her lips and said disapprovingly: "The wages in Xinjiang are much higher than here. If you work hard for a year, at least you can get your wife together."

I also comforted: "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely cover him, and I will bring him back as I took him there."

With my firm promise, his mother was temporarily relieved, at least it seemed so.Every only child is the jewel in the palm of their parents and deserves to be treated like a princess, but every only child is also the darling of their parents, but they have to go far away alone.

I had a meal at Xiaomeng’s house that day, and before I left, I ordered: “Call Lao Liu, talk to him about salary and benefits, and gather in Nanjing on Thursday, and then go to Xinjiang together.”

"What about you? Won't you come with us?"

I smiled wryly and said, "I still have a little something to deal with, and I'll go there as soon as I'm done."

That night, I told my parents about my plan for this year, and they were also very surprised, not understanding why I had to travel so far.My mother even strongly opposed it, saying: "You went to the beach to work quietly for a year, and you may think it's nothing if you come back like this, but have you considered how distressed we are as parents?"

"I'm already 27, why are you worrying so much?"

My mother shook her head and said, "Don't say 27, so what if you are 72 years old? As long as you are not married for a day, you are still a child in our eyes, and you are still worried about your food and daily life outside. Bullying. Your dad doesn’t say anything, but he also thinks about it in his heart. He will pay attention to the weather forecast in whichever city you are in.”

My dad was not good at words, he just smiled embarrassedly.

"It's different from last year. This year I'm not just working in Xinjiang. I'm planning to use the 20 yuan in my hand to participate in shares. Although it's a little less, it's at least a small shareholder."

"20?" My mother's eyes widened suddenly, "You have worked so hard to save this little money, why invest it all at once?"

"I'm no longer at the age of saving money to buy toys. It's impossible to live with this little savings for a lifetime. For investment, don't be too much but be afraid of too little. You can only harvest as much food as you have seeds."

My mother put down the bowls and chopsticks with a heavy heart, and blamed herself: "If you were born in a wealthy family, you wouldn't have to work so hard."

"It's nothing like that," I comforted with a smile, "I was born in another family, and another child will be born here, and you will still feel sorry for that son. Besides, you have dragged me so big , strong limbs, and superior IQ are already quite remarkable, as for the glory and wealth, it is not your obligation."

My dad also said: "A good man has ambitions everywhere. Young people are hard-working and willing to go out and venture into the world by themselves. This is always a good thing."

My mother glared at him and said, "It's not a piece of meat that fell from my body, of course I don't know how distressed I am."

My dad couldn't say no to her, so he took a sip of wine to hide his embarrassment.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, I was lying on the bed and looking through the information books for the first-level construction engineer exam. My mother came in and sat for a while, and when she left, she took out a passbook, which contained 10 yuan they had accumulated over the years.

I tried to refuse the money, but my mother insisted on stuffing the passbook into my hand and said: "This money was originally intended to be used for your wedding, but it is probably not enough now. Your father said that it is better to give it to you for free use. Whether it’s investment or investment, the profits and losses are all yours.”

Since the last time I met with Ling Yiyao's father, I didn't take the initiative to contact her again. Even if she took the initiative to call, I deliberately acted indifferent.There was no quarrel, no intimacy, and I didn't tell her about her father asking me to meet, and I kept the resentment in my chest to slowly absorb it.But the more I was like this, the more anxious Ling Yiyao became, thinking that I was disheartened, or that I was empathizing with someone else, and the quarrel on the phone became more violent.

"Lu Qinyang, let's meet tomorrow." She said.

"What if we meet? Since your parents have arranged for you a happy future, then try to accept it. Maybe you will get used to it in a short time."

Ling Yiyao asked in disbelief: "You don't want to be with me anymore?"

"Of course not," I subconsciously denied it, and then I explained after a moment of silence, "We have been together for more than nine years, whether life is good or bad, happy or unhappy, it is the business of the two of us. Now suddenly there is another Man, I don’t know how to deal with it, I’d rather hand you over to him than let you become a girl with two legs.”

"You think you're great like this?" She was a little annoyed.

I was at a loss for words, because I couldn't tell whether I had such hypocritical thoughts.

"I am neither a commodity nor a gift. Why do you give it to whomever you want? My mother was so angry that she was hospitalized, and relatives and friends also made irresponsible remarks, but I still want to fight with you, never Thought about shaking."

The more she spoke on the phone, the more aggrieved she became, sobbing sadly, trying to suppress her voice, as if she was worried about being heard by her family.I listened silently, with pain in my heart, but I was at a loss what to do - she stood by my side so persistently, she would rather go to the dark with me, and I could only let her go, as her father said. She endured unnecessary pain and went to an unknown future.

"What the hell are you thinking?" she asked.

I sighed and said, "I don't have the right to think about anything, only the unexpected."

"Can't think of anything?"

"Unexpectedly, I have so many enemies at once, as if I am being bullied by the whole world."

Ling Yiyao stopped crying and asked, "Did I bully you too?"

"I didn't tell you."

"You're just too unconfident. Those who don't care about you, why should you care what they think?"

I couldn't accept such an accusation, and argued: "Why am I not confident? Your parents don't care about me, so can I not care about their opinions?"

"Are you blaming my parents?"

"No! That's all I said!" I was at a loss for words.

Then there are endless misunderstandings. I don't understand why each other has become so sensitive. An unintentional remark may become a fuse. The two people who were originally as gentle as goldfish cannot get along like hedgehogs.I couldn't stand the quarrel and said, "I'm going to work in Xinjiang this year, and I'm leaving in two days."

Ling Yiyao immediately calmed down, and asked after a while, "Didn't you just say no?"

"I don't want to go either, but I don't have time to save money slowly. I can only go there and work hard and show your parents some results. Maybe next year they will recognize my ability and sincerity."

"Are you sure?"

"Well, Xiaomeng will go with me too."

"Hey," she sighed faintly, "Why can't you understand my thoughts, and I can't understand yours? This barrier is obviously as thin as a piece of paper, why can't the fuck tear it apart?"

This is the first time I've heard her say "fucking" and she's obviously extremely annoyed.

Ling Yiyao was going to the hospital to deliver lunch to his mother. Before hanging up the phone, he specifically told him: "I'm already in dire straits, so don't make any more trouble. Don't take the initiative to call me during this time. I'll come to you when I'm free." .”

Hehe, she also has a day of avoiding suspicion from me.

While packing my bags for Xinjiang, I waited for Ling Yiyao's response. Although I knew the hope was slim, I still hoped that things would turn around.However, what I waited for that afternoon was unexpected news. She said on the phone: "Lu Qinyang, let's break up."

It was just a simple sentence, and she hung up the phone without letting me explain.

I don't know why, but I didn't feel any pain in my heart. It was as numb as a piece of dead flesh. I didn't wake up until the phone vibrated again after a long time.She said in a text message: "I told my mother on the hands-free phone just now, don't take it seriously. You book tickets today, and we will go back to Nanjing together."

I immediately cheered up and replied, "When is the ticket?"

"Tomorrow at noon, okay?" She seemed to be begging me.

I immediately drove my motorcycle to the station, drove seventy or eighty yards all the way, and booked a long-distance bus ticket to Nanjing at 11:20 noon the next day.At that time, my heart was mixed with various emotions, doubts, self-blame, excitement, relief, and the tragedy of breaking out with her when I was surrounded by the whole world.

The next morning, I was waiting outside the station at ten o'clock in the morning, holding two tickets in my hands, looking forward to and feeling anxious, like a dog slave who was guarding outside the high wall and was about to elope with his lord's daughter.She called me in a low voice at first, saying that she would sneak out later, but after two text messages, there was no more movement.I was a little anxious and afraid of making an inappropriate call at an inappropriate time, so I continued to wait patiently.

After 11:20, the car started, but she still didn't show up. I stood stupidly at the empty ticket gate holding two expired tickets, not knowing whether she was in trouble or letting me go. After 10 minutes, she finally sent a text message, saying: "You come to Nanjing directly, I am already on my way."

I didn't know what happened. I guessed that she must have encountered a special situation today, so I didn't bother to ask more questions, and hurriedly bought a new ticket for the nearest class.I remember a long time ago, when we watched an old movie together, the hero ordered a female character to evacuate immediately, but he couldn’t reveal the reason.At that time, Ling Yiyao was nestling in my arms, gnawing on an apple and saying, "This man is so stupid. In the future, when we encounter an emergency, no matter what the other party says, the other party must unconditionally believe and obey."

I muttered, "I don't know when it's an emergency..."

She said impatiently: "It can let you know in advance, is it called a special situation? Suppose I suddenly ran home one day and took out a pile of dog shit from my bag and wanted you to eat it. You are not allowed to ask questions or refuse, so hurry up and eat it." go down!"

Looking at the scenery passing by outside the car window, thinking about those heartless happy times, I laughed unconsciously, but when I thought about the hardships now, I couldn't help being full of melancholy.

After a bumpy afternoon, it was already seven o'clock in the evening when I arrived at Ling Yiyao's side.

I haven't seen each other for more than half a month. She gave me a big hug, and she was willing to let go after a long time, like a drowning person who finally hugged the driftwood.At this time, I feel distressed and at ease. What hurts me is that I let her feel so insecure. What feels at ease is that this hug is still as warm and intimate as usual, which gives me enough confidence to fight against those people and things.

"Let me treat you to western food today." I said.

"You have so much money that you can't fit your card or wallet?"

Complaints belong to complaints, she happily went to a western restaurant with me.The decoration there is quite high-end, the light is warm and soft, the background music is like a stream, the guests are talking in low voices, and the waiters are walking back and forth in apron-like overalls.This is the first time I have sat in a western restaurant of this size, and I am not used to it. I have been thinking about the pager for a long time, for fear of accidentally pressing the wrong button.

"Why do you want to come here all of a sudden?" she asked.

I said: "I can't let you eat food stalls with me all the time."

(End of this chapter)