sequel

Wang Jingchen never celebrated his birthday again, because after Zhuang Yufan left, what's the point of celebrating his birthday?

In the first year, he would often pass by the farmer deliberately, to see the house behind the locked gate, the windows closed, and the curtains tightly shaded. Of course he had the key to enter, but he dared not.He was afraid that if he pushed the door open, the sadness in his heart would rush in. He only had bare hands, how could he resist?

Grandma left peacefully half a year after Zhuang Yufan left.

Wang Jingchen sent off the last relative in the world, and accompanied by Zhuang Manxue, he knelt down in front of the deadly tomb.

"Aunt Man, when did you and grandma know about it?" Wang Jingchen lowered his head and pulled out the weeds under the tombstone, with his parents' cave on one side.

Zhuang Manxue sighed: "I don't know when your grandma found out, I found out quite a while ago."

Yes, why didn't I expect that grandma is the closest family member, how could she not find out who I like?She just pretended not to know, just hinting to herself time and time again.Poor Wang Jingchen didn't take her hints and half-joking urgings seriously.

Wang Jingchen said: "I always thought you told my grandma, and even blamed you." He looked at the photos of his parents indifferently, thinking, if his father knew that he liked a man, it would be Zhuang Yufan, maybe he would be there In the dream, he scratched his ears.

Zhuang Manxue put her hand on Wang Jingchen's shoulder: "It's all over."

Wang Jingchen shook his head, but did not speak.

Is the past really acceptable in the heart of the person involved?Feeling uneasy or unwilling, can it be written off because "the matter has long passed"?

Before that, Zhuang Manxue wished so much that the two children would break up, that they would break up on their own, and each had their own paths, but it was only today that she realized how uncomfortable she was.The two children she loves so much are not happy at all. She still remembers that day, after Wang Jingchen left, Zhuang Yufan said to Zhuang Manxue in a crying voice: "Auntie, I know you don't understand and you won't understand, but I, really like him."

"But he can't be with me. He's shaking himself."

Zhuang Manxue didn't see Zhuang Yufan crying, but only saw the person with his back to her, his shoulders trembling slightly, it was him trying to endure the great grief.

There is the word "lost soul", how can a person's soul be lost?It's a bit exaggerated to think about it, but when Zhuang Yufan just left, Wang Jingchen's three souls and seven souls were missing.He spent a semester in a daze, and when it was time for the exam, he realized that he hadn't reviewed anything, and it was fine if he didn't review. He was already at a good level, but the key was that he didn't study much at all.When Tang Xiaoshi heard about him, she gave him all the materials she compiled and reviewed last year, and took him to the library to study hard for a week, barely stepping on the passing line.

Wang Jingchen was quite depressed, and he was not interested in any group activities. Gradually, he became the former Zhuang Yufan.

I have heard before that after lovers leave, so-and-so lives like the other.I missed him so much that I became a "demon". Only in this way can I feel that the other party is still with me.Horror and hypocrisy makes the listener sad.

During this period of time, he was like a prodigal son frustrated in love. Although he was not debauched, he lost his enthusiasm for life.He wrote many sour lyrics, some of which were used by the school arranger to make songs, and some were locked in the diary.

Gradually, Wang Jingchen became famous because he could write lyrics.

In the year of his graduation, e-commerce developed rapidly, hitchhiking, and Wang Jingchen got his wish to make Anjie Logistics develop into a cross-provincial logistics company with much stronger business capabilities.He aimed at the luggage checking of students. All the teachers and students in the school use "Anjie" to check their luggage at home, and the business volume has doubled every time there is a holiday.

Wang Jingchen finally has money and a stable career. After seven years in the logistics station, the head office has already moved, and the original location has been taken over, razed and rebuilt. Anjie Logistics has sprung up with extraordinary style.On the day of the ribbon-cutting, the four founders stood together, the first from the left was He Zhijing, with a big belly, and the buttons of his suit were tightly stretched. Wang Jingchen was worried that if he laughed heartily, the buttons would snap off.

The second from the left is Yang Hui, he is always so graceful, wearing a suit, I have to say that he really has the demeanor of a nobleman.Wang Jingchen was standing on Yang Hui's right. He just flew back from Province H today. He had a stubble around his chin, and he looked decadent. He didn't wear a tie or button up his suit, and he had a sleek and straight figure.

The last one is He Ze, he has finally reached the age to be called uncle.Some people's faces give people a very stable and reliable feeling. Lao He belongs to this kind of person. In addition to his previous experience, his stability is contradictory and rough, but he puts on a formal suit in a serious manner. Lao He is still personable.

Someone on the opposite side pressed the shutter, and the four of them stood together, locked in the same photo.

Eating instant noodles in the small bungalow, holding disposable chopsticks and gesturing to the map, the time suddenly gathered into a beam of bright light, pointing to the position where the four of them stood together today, and exploded with a bang, brilliant and extraordinary.

What is the fatigue and pressure in the process of starting a business?When everything has been replaced by a new starting point, who will still be concerned about God's embarrassment at the beginning?

All persistence will not be in vain, it is waiting for you to arrive at a certain place.

Wang Jingchen is a very dishonest entrepreneur. Apart from being Wang Dong of Anjie Logistics, he is also a freelance lyricist with a pretentious pen name called Fanchen.

Someone picked up Fan Chen's debut work, about six years ago, that song was called "The Sequel", and the lyrics were as follows:

A1

I don't know how to ask

when there are so many hands to divide

when they also happen

[-]th possibility

it's you who's leaving my life

B2

my world is falling

You don't care if you look at it

please give me another look

I can give the love of my life

C1

singing your song

Lyrics have outlines of our love

There are millions of people, only you give me sadness and tenderness

Although half of it is left at the fork in the road

I used to hold hands with you

Let's see the bright sky all over the world

From night to day, the stars accompany me to rehearse tenderness

Maybe next episode you'll be at the intersection

B2

is too strange to Bai

I'm afraid that the plot will happen proficiently

please rehearse

Just transition from the next episode to a lifetime

C2

singing your song

Looking for similar souls to accompany you

None of the millions of people can keep me waiting

But you're not waiting for me in the next episode

I used to hold hands with you

Let's see the bright sky all over the world

From night to day, the stars accompany me to rehearse tenderness

Maybe next episode you'll be at the intersection

C3

leave a light for you

You said that the night is lonelier than the day

If I'm silent it will help me tell my tenderness

Maybe next episode you'll be by my side and walk with me

Counting the time, it was exactly when Zhuang Yufan left that Wang Jingchen did it with a swipe of a pen.He looked at it later and only smiled lightly.

For some lovers, if there is no chance to meet again in the future, they can only stay between their lips and hide in the years, and let the longing mood slowly express through some means or by cutting themselves.

Even if I tossed and turned in pain and burst into tears.

If it doesn't hurt so much, Wang Jingchen almost suspects that he will never get back the part of his emotions and desires that are missing.Because no one he met later could make him want to be together without hesitation.

Who doesn't want to have a long flow of water, and who doesn't look forward to a good life in this world, but it's not with that person, no matter how good-tempered he met later and then accommodate him, he didn't think about asking for rice, oil and salt.

Where did Zhuang Yufan go?

Wang Jingchen never heard from him again.He was so ruthless that he never came back without contact.

During the Spring Festival of a certain year, he made a special trip back to his hometown—since his grandma passed away, he came back every Qingming Festival and Spring Festival—that year, he also made a special trip to see Zhuang Manxue.

Because Zhuang Manxue knew about him and Zhuang Yufan, Wang Jingchen hadn't visited her for several years, but every New Year's day, he would send a bunch of things to Zhuang Manxue's house.He has been keeping in touch with Lin Xueya, and he is very concerned about their family affairs.Just last year, Lin Xueya casually said that the refrigerator at home would buzz, and it would freeze quickly after a period of time. My mother often moved a small stool and the shovel was there to shave ice. Within a few days, Zhuang Manxue received a refrigerator .

Zhuang Manxue asked the two daughters with the delivery receipt. When Lin Xueya heard this, she was so frightened that she never dared to talk to Wang Jingchen about such things, and scolded on the phone: "I was scolded by my mother! Are you still laughing?" Laugh! I'm so mad."

Lin Xueya vaguely knew something about him and Zhuang Yufan, so she stood by his side and helped him spy on information.But Zhuang Manxue kept her mouth tight and vigilant, never revealing where Zhuang Yufan was.

However, the clever Lin Xueya found Zhuang Yufan's delivery address from the international package, and when Wang Jingchen flew over, he knocked on the door and saw a strange foreign couple.

Hearing what they said, Wang Jingchen knew that there were flowing water tenants here.He couldn't help being sad and sad: Zhuang Yufan lived a life of wandering.

Back then, when he went to see Zhuang Yufan, he had to make up his mind to take a plane; now he wants to fly wherever he wants, but he doesn't know where to go.

That year, when he went to visit Zhuang Manxue, he knocked on the door with something, and it was Lin Xuelin who was on vacation who opened the door.Lin Xuelin didn't recognize him when she saw him, because there was a big difference in temperament between the tall and handsome young man in front of him and the handsome and very energetic Wang Jingchen before.The young man in front of him was a real man. He stood there, wrapped in a cold air, with a sharp and distinct maturity.

Since that time, Zhuang Manxue has never been able to treat him particularly kindly, and has become strangely polite.

He came out of Zhuang Manxue's house, and Lin Xueya came to see him off. The two of them no longer had the temperament of bickering without saying a word.Lin Xueya said that she will get married next year.Wang Jingchen nodded, according to your age, you are also an old girl.

Lin Xueya smiled, without being annoyed, and asked him: "Are you going to continue like this?"

Wang Jingchen shook his head, noncommittal.

He didn't know if Zhuang Yufan would come back, or if he would never see him again after he came back, or if he saw the two of them, his heart was at peace.He sometimes wondered whether it was because of love, or because of the unfathomable emotion between the two of them, that he couldn't let go of Zhuang Yufan.Love aside, there are still so many years of friendship, isn't it?

So, why can't you let go?Can't forget, just because you can't forget?Can I forget it if I don’t read it?

He didn't know, he didn't have an answer, because he couldn't help but take Zhuang Yufan to heart.Or it should be said that he didn't put Zhuang Yufan in his heart, that person has lived in his heart since he was very young.

No matter what form of emotion lived in his heart, Zhuang Yufan was always there, never moving a bit.

What is the difference between forgetting such a person and cutting out a piece of your own heart?