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    "Eat the spareribs, eat the spareribs" He Xinliang smiled and gave me the spareribs covered with rice in her bowl: "Whatever you want to eat, just order it and I'll treat you." I looked at the price on the wall, which was only in the single digit, jokingly.  Card: "You are so generous Although I know that the children of government officials should keep a low profile, but you and your brother are too careful, right? When traveling and dining, they are all like this, keep a low profile." "You  What do you know?" He Xinliang turned over the rice with chopsticks. When she saw that there were no ribs, she also put down her chopsticks: "Do you think the food in big hotels is delicious? I will take you to the snacks at the back door of the school when you have time.  Tofu is delicious." "Stop it!" I clapped my hands: "I feel like vomiting just by listening to you. Are you done?" He Xinliang laughed while sitting in his seat.  : "Well, actually there's something." "What's the matter?" I looked back at her: "You're welcome, I don't think you are a polite person." He Xinliang tugged on his clothes: "This  They are your clothes, my clothes are at your house, my money" Why would I believe that she wanted to treat me to dinner?  "Forget it," I let out a long breath: "I'll take you back!" I thought it was quite interesting at first, but after this day's tossing.  I suddenly felt that I should not get involved in such a complicated relationship in the future.  Otherwise, you will be the one in trouble later.  I took He Xinliang to the downstairs of the women¡¯s dormitory. She thanked me and jumped out of the car.  "Congratulations Xinliang!" I rolled down the car window and looked at her: "Think of what I did the past few days as a good deed. You don't have to treat me to dinner! Be careful in the future and don't make yourself dirty again.  !" She smiled heartily: "Handsome, thank youyou really don't need me to express it?" "You?" I said with a smile, "Don't bother me to do anything for you again, and don't make it dirty again.  My clothes, if you walk around me when you see me, you are helping me." She made an "ok" gesture with her hand, turned around and went back to the dormitory.  I was just getting into traffic when I suddenly thought of a question: "Hey! Your clothes are still at my house! When will I give them to you!" As soon as I finished speaking, a boy stood up on the sofa downstairs in the women's dormitory I saw  When Cao Ziye arrived, I was not surprised at all.  He Xinliang waved her hand to me, indicating that she didn¡¯t want it.  She smiled and ran to Cao Ziye: "Brother!" "What's wrong with your head?" Cao Ziye frowned and took off her hat to check: "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?" Cao Ziye looked up  Me, I smiled and raised my hand to signal him that I should go first.  He Xinliang¡¯s trouble is not very interesting.  Besides, the two of us are not talking on the same frequency at all, and I don¡¯t want to provoke her again in the future.  As soon as it gets dark, my phone starts to change to a hotline again.  The first caller was Su Ziwen. She said, since you left me yesterday, should you treat me to a drink?  I know a place to drink, how about it.  The second caller was Cui Hao. He said, Du Dian, we haven¡¯t gotten together for many days. Can I treat you to a drink?  I know a place to drink, so and so.  Before the third call came, I turned off the phone directly.  I wasn¡¯t very hungry, so I drove aimlessly on the streets until dark, then went home to watch the evening news.  There are not many residents in Fenghuayuan. Looking around, there are very few people with lights on.  In a three-bedroom apartment of more than 170 square meters, only the TV in the living room emits light.  There is not much difference between the house and the outside. They are both dark and empty.  Whenever this happens, I can¡¯t help but think, how can people make their lives meaningful?  Looking for someone to love?  Enjoy being loved?  Should we stay safe or be uninhibited?  Should people live with ties and worries?  Or do you want to be free and unrestrained?  How do you live your life without wasting your youth?  How should we live a life worth living without regrets?  Lover, I find it troublesome.  If you don¡¯t love others, you are afraid of being lonely.  Peopleare really complex and sensitive creatures.  I turned on my phone, received text messages, messages, reminders but none of them made me interested in reading.  Looking through the phone book, there was also no one I wanted to talk to.  When I found Susie¡¯s phone number, I was obsessed and dialed her without even thinking about it.  Susie also answered the phone quickly, but the two of us had a tacit understanding and didn't speak.  Susie was my high school roommate, and it was probably the most innocent relationship in all of my relationship history.  Not talking about behavior, but a simple state of mind at the time.  It can be said that it is my first time to treat SusieI realized the worries about gains and losses in life.  Susie and I, like all young loves that end in vain, we broke up after graduating from high school.  The reasons for the breakup were similar to others. I loved to have fun at the time, and after the college entrance examination, I was taken by Anyiancheng to have a one-night stand.  After being caught by Suzy, the two of us had a big fight.  Then, she went to Paris to study, and I stayed in China to study.  Since then, there has been no intersection.  This phone call can be said to be the first contact in two years.  "Are you healthy?" Susie asked me gently: "Is it you?" "It's me," I asked her with a smile: "How have you been recently?" This sentence asked, in fact, what it feels like not to be able to tell.  .  People after a breakup should be afraid to ask this question, right?  If the other person said something bad, you will definitely feel sad.  But equally, if she says she is doing well, you will definitely feel more sad.  I loved Susie very much, at least I loved her very much.  I was very happy when she first went abroad, because I suddenly felt that I had no burden.  But after playing for a while, I missed Susie very much.  But, I love Susie, and I love my face even more.  I loved my face so much that I drank until I vomited every day because of my heartache, but I never took the initiative to contact her.  An Niancheng told me that if you are still in contact with someone after a breakup, if you haven¡¯t loved them before, they must not have loved them deeply.  If you think about it, the woman you once loved told you every day how happy she was being fucked by other men. No man would be able to accept it, right?  After asking this question, I really realized the meaning of Aniancheng¡¯s words, and I felt nervous for no reason.  Susie smiled softly: "That's just me. I go to class and work every day It must be early morning for you, right? Why aren't you asleep yet?" Before I could answer, Susie asked in a strange voice.  : "What about you? How are you doing?" Under the darkness of the night, I also became a little sentimental: "Just like that, it's not bad Susie, why did you leave in the first place? You want to study fashion design, in  Isn¡¯t it better to study at home?¡± She was silent for a few seconds and said: ¡°At that time, I actually thought very simply. I didn¡¯t want to live a mediocre life. I always felt that when I was young, I should go all out.  Pursue your dreams. In this way, you won¡¯t have any regrets when you get older" I chuckled: "That¡¯s not a good thing. It¡¯s better to have dreams! It¡¯s better than living like this every day." "Jiansheng  ¡­¡± The atmosphere suddenly became a little ambiguous. I didn¡¯t want the topic to continue, so as not to embarrass both of us: ¡°Susie, I¡¯m going to bed. I¡¯ll call you another day¡­¡± ¡°Jiansheng!¡± Susie¡¯s voice was choked with sobs.  : "I shouldn't have left at the beginning, I shouldn't have broken up with you" "Don't say that," I lit a cigarette: "It was my fault at the beginning. If I hadn't been playful, you wouldn't have left.  Forget it, it¡¯s all over.¡± Susie¡¯s cry became louder: ¡°Now that I have what I dreamed of, why don¡¯t I feel happy?¡± I didn¡¯t say anything.  "Jiansheng, I understand now." There was a hint of firmness in Susie's gentle voice: "For the past two years, I have been waiting for your call every day. Can we try and start over?" I thought for a moment  : "Forget it! Starting over again will ultimately destroy the memory in your heart Look at those remakes, which ones are successful? No matter how you renovate your past relationships, they will never return to their original state." "  Susie, it¡¯s not the dream you choose that you regret.¡± I puffed out smoke and said slightly sarcastically: ¡°I put your dream together, no matter which one you choose, you will regret it Go ahead and choose.  A man who has the same dream as you! This way, all problems will be solved." "Jiansheng" "I regretted making this call. "Goodbye, Susie."  , it should not be touched again.  As soon as the phone hung up, another call came in.  I thought he was asking me to go out for a drink again, but when I took the phone and saw it, it turned out to be Cao Ziye¡¯s.
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