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It was late at night, and the hustle and bustle of the city gradually calmed down. I dragged my tired body back home and opened the door. What greeted me was darkness and silence. The warm lights and Xiaolu's warm smile were gone, and an inexplicable emptiness surged in my heart. I knew that something was wrong between us, just like a ship that was originally sailing smoothly, but accidentally sailed into the sea with undercurrents.

As the company continued to expand, my life seemed to be filled with work. There were endless meetings, endless documents to deal with, and endless decisions to make every day. I was like a spinning top that was constantly wound up, spinning wildly on the battlefield of business, but I ignored Xiaolu who had been silently supporting me behind me.

I still remember the sweet times we spent together, even if it was just a simple meal or a movie together, it was full of happiness. But now, these have become luxuries. When I was busy in the office, I would occasionally think of Xiaolu, her gentleness and her smile, but it was often just a flash, and soon I was drowned by the trivialities of work.

Xiaolu is a girl who needs company. Her world is simple, just me and our home. But I broke this balance inadvertently. I can feel her loneliness, like a flower trembling alone in the cold wind in winter. Every time I go home late and see her sleeping back, I will feel guilty. She curled up in the quilt, looking so thin and helpless, but I couldn't give her a warm hug.

Once, we rarely had dinner together, but my phone kept ringing, and the company's affairs came like a tide, and I had to put down the dishes and chopsticks again and again to deal with them. I saw the light in Xiaolu's eyes gradually dimmed, she ate silently and stopped talking. At that moment, I felt as if there was a thick layer of glass between us. I could see her sadness, but I couldn't touch it.

"Can't you put down your work and have a good meal with me?" Xiaolu finally couldn't help but said, her voice trembling a little, tears flashing in her eyes. I was stunned, and my heart was stabbed. I knew I was wrong, but the company's affairs were really urgent, and I was in a dilemma. "Xiaolu, I... the company really can't do without me now, give me some more time." I tried to explain, but my words sounded so weak.

Xiaolu got up silently, walked into the bedroom and closed the door. I heard sobbing behind the door, and the sound was like a knife, cutting my heart fiercely. I sat at the dining table, looking at the almost untouched food, and a deep sense of self-blame enveloped me. How could I make her so sad? She is the person I love most, but I lost her in the process of pursuing my career.

In the days that followed, the atmosphere between us became very awkward. We no longer talked and laughed like before, and even in the same room, we felt very far away from each other. Xiaolu began to become taciturn. She always did her own things alone and no longer took the initiative to share her life with me. I know that she has built a wall in her heart, blocking me out.

I triedTo make up for the relationship between us, I would buy her flowers and gifts in my busy schedule, but these could not really make up for the emptiness in her heart. What she needs is not material things, but my company. I struggled hard between work and love, and I didn't know how to balance the two. Every time I wanted to put down my work to accompany her, the company's affairs would entangle me like a demon, making it impossible for me to get out.

One day, I got off work early and went home to give Xiaolu a surprise. I carefully prepared dinner and decorated the living room to find the romance we once had. When Xiaolu came home and saw all this, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by indifference. "You don't have to do this, I know you are very busy." She said lightly. I walked up to hug her, but she gently pushed me away. "Xiaolu, I know I have ignored you recently, and I really want to make up for it." I said eagerly. "You can't make up for it. You are no longer the same as before. You only have work in your heart." Xiaolu said, turned and walked into the bedroom, leaving me standing alone in the living room, full of loss and helplessness.

I know that our love is in crisis, and this crisis is like a storm, which may overturn our emotional boat at any time. I can't lose Xiaolu, but I don't know how to save her. I am thinking alone in the dark, recalling our bits and pieces. Those beautiful memories are like stars flashing in my mind, but I feel that they are getting farther and farther away from me. I must make changes, but how easy is it to change? How should I choose between career and love? This contradictory mood is like a mess, entangled in my heart, making me miserable.

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