Days after Breaking up with My Ex

After a night at lin ya's house, I woke up as usual. I was used to this kind of time. No matter how tired I slept the night before, I usually woke up at seven o' clock the next day.

I rubbed my face and woke up. Lin Ya was still asleep and the room was quiet. She sat in the car until two or three o' clock yesterday. She was tired and tired. Let her sleep more. I didn't wake her up. After leaving her a note on the table, I left quietly.

When he left the house, he looked back at Lin Ya's house, and mixed emotions welled up in his heart.

The last time I broke up with Ding Ge and broke up with each other, my friendship with Lin Ya was not affected. However, this time, when Guzheng and I walked together, I always felt that our relationship would face an unprecedented challenge!

He sighed in the cold wind. Let's talk about it when Lin Ya finds out.

I went downstairs and breathed the cool air of the morning. The weather was getting colder and colder. Every winter was so inhumane and cold that I couldn't give anyone any warmth. With a chill, I rubbed my hands and walked out of the neighborhood.

The quilt is still in Lin Ya's car. I didn't take it. When will she come back to the restaurant and bring it to me?

I took a taxi and went straight back to the Xingyun hotel.

In the car, I couldn't help but recall the scene of that night. In my heart, I couldn't let go of it. What was Ding Ge thinking in his heart?

Does she really care?

I always felt that the two days of zero contact was the best proof that Ding Ge cared! So, if what I'm guessing is true, I'm afraid we won't be in touch for a while or for an indefinite period of time.

When we broke up in the past, I thought about it more than once. Maybe that day, after I kicked Ding Ge out, it was the last time we met.

Indeed, although Pucheng is much smaller than those big cities, the area of more than a thousand square kilometers is still so small that we are insignificant. Perhaps we will not meet for years, decades, or even a lifetime.

Despite the deliberate avoidance, countless streets and wide roads, we may have stepped on the same inch of land at different times, but we just can't see it.

And the thought that it was the last time we met, the pain in my heart was overwhelming. I really didn't want to end up with such a tragic ending between us. Isn't it better to love each other so much, even if we break up?

This time, I couldn't help but think pessimistically that if Ding Ge and I really would never see each other again in our lifetime, then the blessing at the wine table would be my last meeting with Ding Ge.

That day, we were all drunk!

Hehe, the last meeting can also receive the blessing of his ex-girlfriend, this ending should be very good, right?

However, the sad scene, as if every light from the light was so tearful, heartbreaking, and how much better?

At the end of the day, I realized how hard I used to love each other. If the ending was a tragedy, then it must be very painful. It hurts so much that every time I think of that person, my breath hurts!

...

When I arrived at the restaurant, I called the door open and washed up in the backyard.

When Hu Zi and Old Gao arrived, we discussed what Hu Zi had said about hiring a chef.

Now that the restaurant business has stabilized, Jiang Yan is really tired. Although we have to help him, there will inevitably be a discount on the service. Besides, Jiang Yan's wife is pregnant, so she must ask for leave when she gives birth, and it will be too late to find a chef.

It was only a month before the new year, and there were more and more people coming home. Pucheng was obviously much more lively than usual, and the business of the restaurant was naturally rising, so we really needed to add another chef, or the restaurant would not be able to bear it.

If we find another chef, there will be eight people in our restaurant, which is about the same!

Jiang Yan has friends in this area. We called Jiang Yan over and asked him to introduce one. Jiang Yan assured him that it was on him, no problem.

Jiang Yan was a very good cook, not only about the taste of his cooking, but he was really responsible for his work, especially reliable, not sneaky, so I think the person Jiang Yan introduced must be reliable. I'm quite relieved to leave this matter to Jiang Yan.

Then Hu Zi went out to work, and Old Gao and I sat in the backyard.

Old Gao seemed to have something to say to me, but he wasn't in a hurry to say anything. Instead, he lit a cigarette and smoked silently. The smoke drifted between us.

Actually, I have a lot to say to Old Gao. I want to ask him the details of the day he sent Ding Ge back. I want to ask Wang Mengmeng what he thinks and what he plans to do after he betrayed him.

Because of Guzheng's painful condition to me, I somewhat ignored Old Gao who was under heavy pressure.

As a brother, I am ashamed!

I chatted casually with Old Gao and said, "Old Gao, I think you've changed."

Old Gao smoked a cigarette and smiled faintly. His eyes were calm after the dust. He curled his lips and said, "Who hasn't changed?"

In his tone, there was a sense of vicissitudes and maturity, and the previous impulsive and reckless Old Gao was really different.

I can't refute Old Gao's words. Indeed, we are all changing. Old Gao is changing. Hu Zi is changing. I am also changing. Even Ding Ge and Lin Ya are changing.

Everyone is changing!

Even the clouds in the sky were rolling in clouds, sometimes like a smiling face, sometimes like a crying face, sometimes like an angry face...

"Well, everyone is changing. In the past two years, we have changed too much. But no matter what, the hope in our hearts can't be extinguished. After all, our path is quite clear, isn't it?"

There are too many paths, the path of career is relatively straight, the path of feelings is too tortuous...

Old Gao did not say anything. He fell into deep thought and let the smoke in his hand burn. Then he murmured, "Hope?"

I don't know what kind of emotion Old Gao has in those two words, but I can only encourage him, "Well, yes, hope!"

In desperation, we are always far away from hope, negative and chaotic. Many people should have experienced this feeling, whether it is love, family or career, sometimes without hope, it is really difficult for us to go on.

I was in despair when I owed a huge debt, but there was still hope in my heart. That was my parents. I wanted to use my own strength to pay off the debt and not let them pay it for me. Today, when he was once again in debt, there was still hope in his heart.

Although that hope was like a candle flickering in the wind, it was still not extinguished.

Old Gao didn't talk about it anymore. Instead, he smoked a cigarette and turned to look at me, "Actually, I really don't understand. What's the difference between Ding Ge and Guzheng?"

I couldn't help but smile bitterly. I didn't expect Old Gao to bring up such a sensitive topic again. I didn't know how to answer it. I could only giggle and say, "It's not bad! Everything is fine."

"You and Guzheng, how did you two start?" Old Gao asked again.

Old Gao had asked me why I chose Guzheng over dinger, and who could say anything about feelings, and the truth was that I didn't want to say it, and I couldn't say it.

If Old Gao knew that I agreed to her terms because I borrowed Guzheng's money, Old Gao would definitely feel guilty and be under more pressure. It was better not to let him know.

But I didn't know how to answer Old Gao's question, so I had to bite my tongue and say, "You know, we've known each other for a long time. It's just love. You used to want us to be together."

Old Gao nodded. He looked into my eyes again. For a long time, he seemed to want to see through the secrets of my heart. Then he lowered his head, took a cigarette, and said, "I've changed. I thought... You would choose dinger."

I remained silent and did not want to continue on the topic of Ding Ge and Guzheng, so I turned to Old Gao and asked, "Then, do you still miss Wang Mengmeng now?"

Old Gao was stunned. The name seemed to be his biggest weakness. He was silent again, that kind of silence was filled with an unspeakable desolation, making people feel that the surrounding cold temperature had dropped a few more points.

"Yes. How can you forget it so easily? And his mother is not like a bloody tv series, saying that amnesia means amnesia." Old Gao replied calmly, but the way he stepped the cigarette butt out seemed to be filled with hatred.

"What kind of feelings do you have for her now?"

"What kind of feelings?" Old Gao looked confused and confused. After a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Hate!"

However, just after he finished speaking, Old Gao added another word.

Hate?

It's said that hate is actually meant to still love, is that true?

"It should be hatred, I really... I will never forgive her!" Old Gao's suppressed emotions finally fluctuated.

I shivered in the cold wind and looked up at the colorless sky. Ding Ge, will she never forgive me?

"You should talk about a new relationship, have you ever thought about it?"

Old Gao shook his head and said, "Never thought about it."

"Why?"

"I'm tired!" Old Gao said with some boredom, "Besides, I'm really not in the mood for this."

Old Gao had really changed. It could be said that the change in his body was huge. He was once a lecherous man, and he was once unrepentant for the return of the prodigal son of Wang Mengmeng, but what he did not expect was that he had lost both his wealth and his life, and now he is really a different person!

Hey, what is love in the world? What is it?

"What about you? You couldn't get out before. How did you get out now?" Old Gao asked me again.

"Time, it can kill everything!"

I told a lie.

But this lie was a particularly cruel one, and no one dared to underestimate the power of time.

Therefore, I am particularly afraid of time, especially when my relationship with Guzheng has never been made public, I am especially afraid that the line between me and Ding Ge will break forever!