C22 (1/2)

Just like the first time, Liu Yue and I came to the living room. Liu Yue turned on the audio system, and it was Deng Lijun's > again.

When the gentle and gentle music filled the living room, under the gentle light, Liu Yue and I embraced each other and walked slowly in the living room.

As I was jumping, Liu Yue slowly pulled me closer to the sofa and fell down onto it.

That night was destined to be an unforgettable night.

The next morning, I got on the bus heading back to Jianghai. Liu Yue personally saw me to the train station and bought me a bunch of food.

”Go back and work hard. Remember to write often. I will write to you!” Liu Yue stood under the carriage window and looked up at me with watery eyes.

The car started to move. I reluctantly waved goodbye to Liu Yue and drove away. After walking for a long distance, I looked back. Liu Yue was still standing there, looking lonely and lonely.

Meeting each other was always so exciting, and parting was always so heart-wrenching. I looked out the window absentmindedly at the emerald green fields. When will I be able to see Liu Yue again?

In this meeting, Liu Yue still did not tell me about her past. If she doesn't say, I will still not ask. I know that when the time comes, Liu Yue will tell me.

Bidding farewell to Liu Yue, returning to Jianghai, I will face Qing Er, and bid farewell to him!

When I thought about this matter, I couldn't help but be at a loss. I didn't know how to explain it to Qing Er, but I was very hesitant in my heart.

Returning to the sea, I didn't think of how I should say my farewells to Qing Er. I lacked the courage and courage, Qing Er was impeccable to me, and I couldn't think of a reason; I didn't dare to face Qing Er's kind heart, and didn't dare to meet his eyes that were filled with hurt.

I know I'm a bastard, a loathsome bastard. But I was drawn along a one-way road by some force, and I could not turn back.

Although I didn't say goodbye to Qing Er, in my heart, there's already no Qing Er. Unknowingly, I had already begun to distance myself from Qing Er. Aside from work, I was always flooded with time by Liu Yue. In my mind, in my heart, there was only Liu Yue, and Qing Er had completely lost his place.

At the same time, I deeply felt that my love with Qing Er was actually so fragile. In front of Liu Yue, my conviction and perseverance in love with him had instantly turned into dust, and not even a speck of dust remained. After a long period of silence, finally spoke.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed. The summer heat had already subsided, and the cool of autumn quietly seeped into everyone's body.

During this period of one month, Liu Yue and I, in addition to calling each other through the BB machine, also wrote letters to communicate with each other, maintaining the frequency of one per week.

When I wrote to Liu Yue, other than expressing my feelings for him, I also reported on my recent work situation. When Liu Yue replied to me, she mostly talked about my work, helped me analyze the problems and solutions to it, and encouraged me to work properly. Occasionally, she also talked about her work in Provincial Committee Advocacy Department.

I firmly remember Liu Yue's words: A man must have a career.

Aside from missing Liu Yue, I spent most of my time at work. On weekends, I practically never rested, and usually, I would do interviews outside. Even if I wasn't assigned an interview mission, I would voluntarily choose a topic and go down to do it.

Other than working reasons, I do this because I don't want to create opportunities to be with Qing Er. Every time Qing Er calls me or calls me, I'm always busy and on a business trip. Several times when Qing Er came to my dorm room to visit me, he would always take the opportunity to close the door.

From the way Qing Er called me, I could tell that, on one hand, he missed me a lot, but on the other hand, he doted on me and told me not to put in too much effort and to pay more attention to my body.

and I were becoming less and less talkative, and between the two of us, there was nothing much to say. Qing Er's soft words were my favorite seasoning in the past, but now, in my eyes, it was filled with boredom and boredom. On the other hand, chatting with Liu Yue was so full of charm and philosophy, so mature and profound …

I know I'm changing, from mind to heart, I can't stop myself, I can't stop myself, I'm slipping deeper and deeper into the rich mud...

At the same time, my name appeared more and more frequently in the newspapers. On the most popular day, four pages of the newspaper, with the exception of four pages, which were all advertisements, all of the pages had my main article on them. My colleagues at the Department of Public Information also looked at me with a new level of respect and admiration. Especially Chen Jing, who read my article in this newspaper every day and then praised it in the office every day. At the same time, she gave me a warm look.