Jiang Ze smoked one after another, and a thick layer of ash accumulated in the ashtray in front of him.He sighed deeply, leaning on the old sofa with some bones.

He broke up with Xiaofeng.

Under the ancient pagoda tree that day, Jiang Ze saw all the memories belonging to Jiang Rufeng and Xiaofeng with his own eyes.Like watching flowers on a horse, one frame after another appeared in front of my eyes.

Xiaofeng loves Jiang Rufeng deeply.

Even though Jiang Rufeng's greatest joy is to catch Xiaofeng's face that can have other expressions than indifference, but he is always disappointed.But Jiang Ze saw it, and he could clearly see the deep tenderness in Xiaofeng's deep eyes when he looked at Jiang Rufeng, who turned his back because of disappointment.

He saw the first encounter between Xiaofeng and Jiang Rufeng, and saw Jiang Rufeng grow from a finely carved doll into a graceful young man facing the wind.He saw Jiang Rufeng perseveringly approaching Xiaofeng. Although Xiaofeng made no expression, he silently accompanied him to grow up.

He also saw Jiang Rufeng in a fiery red wedding dress looking at Xiao Feng shyly, and said softly, "My clothes are only for you to see in this life."

He saw two people lingering on the bed, skin to skin, three thousand black hairs entangled, just like their fate.They nest in a house with a heater, write calligraphy and painting, listen to the wind and snow, and watch the dawn and the moon.

Until Xiaofeng, the ancient god who existed in the world as early as the beginning of chaos, shed a tear for Jiang Rufeng.

At that moment, Jiang Ze seemed to be forced to understand one thing—Jiang Feng loved Jiang Rufeng, and he would never become Jiang Rufeng.

"...Let's break up." He ignored the pain and clamor in his heart, "I am Jiang Ze, not Jiang Rufeng."

There was a flash of struggle on Xiao Feng's expression, and after a long time, he asked, "Really?"

"really."

The same two words are asked by different people, but the answer is exactly the same.And when this remark came out, it was like a stranger.

That evening, Jiang Ze took the long-distance bus back to the rented house alone. The journey was bumpy, and he was tired and drowsy, as if all the experiences in the past six months were just a dream.

I woke up from the dream, and...it's time to wake up.

A pampered and well-born young master, with both talents and looks, and a suave manner, how can he compare?What does he have?Struggling on the line of food and clothing, living a vulgar and embarrassing life, how can a commoner with neither education nor talent have the qualifications to compare with Jiang Rufeng?What to compare?

It's just the same face, nothing else.

Jiang Ze laughed at himself.

Just treat it as a dream, a dream that makes people intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.

It has been more than a week since I came back from Sheri, the weather is getting warmer every day, and the evening business in the night market is getting better and better.

"Hey, Xiaojiang, why haven't I seen Xiaofeng since you came back?" Sister Lin couldn't help asking, "Are you still in the country?"

Jiang Ze paused while stirring the batter, and then casually replied: "Well, I probably won't come."

He pursed his lips so that the corners of his mouth would not show the slightest bit of bitterness, but a torrent of bitterness surged from the bottom of his heart.Jiang Ze closed his eyes, waiting for the bitterness to ebb by itself, but unexpectedly it became stronger and stronger.

That was Jiang Rufeng's lingering emotion, which still remained deep in his body.Jiang Ze comforted himself like this.

Aunt Lin saw Jiang Ze's reluctance to mention it, so she didn't ask any more questions. When he came back from the countryside, he seemed to be a different person, even more dull than when he first came to the night market. Tian is unwilling to say a word.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Ze closed the stall.On the way back, I saw an unexpected person at the intersection—Jiang Taotao.

When Jiang Ze saw him, he subconsciously wanted to go around, but Jiang Taotao stood in front of Jiang Ze in the next second, staring at him with eyes full of anger.

In addition to the obvious anger, Jiang Taotao's eyes were as cold as ice, which was somewhat similar to his brother.When Jiang Ze thought of that person, his whole body trembled, and he immediately stepped across Jiang Taotao as if fleeing.

"You are really not human." A young but indifferent voice came from behind.

Jiang Ze stopped in his tracks. He turned around and looked at Jiang Taotao, laughing out of anger. How could this real dragon have the right to say that he is not human?Who is not human?

"Third brother has been waiting for you for a long time," Jiang Taotao clenched his fists, as if he was fighting for his brother, "It's been a long, long time."

Jiang Ze put his hands in his pockets to hide the trembling of his fingertips, and pretended not to care and said, "For you, the most meaningless thing is time?"

Jiang Taotao looked at Jiang Ze silently, and after a long time, repeated: "You are not human."

"It's okay, I'm not, you are!" Jiang Ze's anger rose, and he strode across the road without saying this.

Nasty brat.

After returning home, Jiang Ze immediately locked the door and smoked a cigarette with his back against the cold wall.If the mocking wind is still there, it will definitely appear quietly and tell him: "Smoking is not good."

No, he knew, it was impossible from the moment he said the breakup.

Jiang Ze put out the cigarette, put his thumb against his temple, walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, letting the cold water pour on him.

Only the faint tingling sensation brought by the ice water on his body can remind Jiang Ze that he is really alone now.It's okay, he has come here in the past so many years.

Do not worry about it.he thinks.

When he woke up the next day, Jiang Ze had a splitting headache, his nose was blocked and he was almost out of breath.He struggled to sit up in bed as dizziness consumed him in an instant.

Jiang Ze touched his forehead, and the palm of his hand felt unusually hot. There was a gleam of joy in his heart, but he quickly covered it up.

After walking around the living room a few times, Jiang Ze went to a nearby clinic in a little disappointment.He was so dizzy that he nearly fell several times on the road, and the road that was originally flat has now become uneven and ups and downs.

"What are you doing?" The doctor pushed his glasses to the tip of his nose, and glanced dissatisfiedly at the haggard person sitting across from him.

"……cold shower."

The doctor looked as expected, he prescribed the medicine for hanging the needle in the medical record, and said without raising his head: "Young people, don't waste your body just because you think you are in good health. You will suffer when you are old." .”

Jiang Ze took the medical records without saying a word.

There was a short and sharp pain when the needle tip pierced the skin, Jiang Ze took a deep breath and felt nothing.

"The medicine is cold, it may hurt a little when it is infused, so bear with it," the nurse said.

Jiang Ze nodded and leaned back in the chair relaxedly.

Young people, don't just spoil your body just because you think you have a good physique. You will suffer when you get old.The doctor said so.

That's right, he is a mortal, and his life has been rushed for dozens of years, from birth to old age is just an instant for that person.

He has no capital to waste this pitifully short life.

The child sitting next to him yelled that his hands hurt. His father stood up and took the medicine bottle into his arms. The child laughed happily and kept stuffing potato chips into his mouth with his free hand.

Jiang Ze kept staring at the glass door of the clinic, as if he was looking forward to someone's arrival, but in the end he was only disappointed again and again.

Jiang Ze extremely despises himself at this moment, yearns for the warmth given by the mocking wind, but is unwilling to be Jiang Rufeng's shadow, and feels inferior to himself that he is far inferior to Jiang Rufeng, so he breaks up as if in a fit of anger, and then...

But that's good too, so that he can realize the reality that he should be alone from beginning to end.

He remembered the words that Xiaofeng once said when his consciousness was confused, the world is ruthless, and all causes and effects are predestined.Perhaps, this is the end of his relationship with Xiaofeng.

Dependent origin is the cause, and the end of the condition is the effect.

During the afternoon of the injection, Jiang Ze took a nap. When he woke up, the child next to him had left and was replaced by a weather-beaten woman in her 30s with heavy make-up.

The woman stared blankly at the front, the hand that inserted the needle was pale and thin, and the ring finger was wearing a cheap ring, or an iron ring, which is not an exaggeration, but it has been worn out for too long. Shiny luster.

For a long time, the woman moved her lips, but she didn't say a word after all.Her hands were habitually folded on her abdomen, and her right hand was rubbing the ring back and forth.

There is nothing else in the world that can make a person so devastated.

Only love.

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