I really want you to be my ex

With the accumulation of this year and a half, and the money secretly given by Bian Cha's mother, there are still five or six thousand.Bian Cha knew Jiang Zilu's temperament, if he insisted on not letting go, then he would never be able to leave this quagmire.

She asked herself, did she no longer love Jiang Zilu?

The answer is very vague, she still has palpitations, but she is indeed very tired, so tired that this little heart can no longer bear the palpitations.

She thinks people are always selfish, right?Otherwise, why are you suddenly willing to give up and only want to leave?

Bian Cha just stays at home every day, lazy and lifeless.Jiang Zilu thought that this was the past, but within a few days of Ansheng, the nature of escape gradually appeared.

On this day, Jiang Zilu went out to a nightclub.Before leaving, she asked Bian Cha if he wanted to go with him.

Bian Cha shook his head, saying that he was not feeling well and had to go to bed early.

Jiang Zilu walked out the front foot, drinking tea by the window, watching her still young back, walking along the path step by step.Bian Cha held back his crying and calmly packed his luggage.

That night, she left two months' rent, didn't leave a word to Coffee Ban, didn't disturb the young couple who were returning home, and left without a sound, disappearing.

She took a taxi to the train station alone, successfully passed the security check, and found her hard sleeper.Lying on the hard sleeper, Bian Cha took out the number he had used for many years from his phone and threw it out the window.The wind of the train whistled past her ears, Bian Cha felt more relaxed than ever, how do you describe that sentence?

As relieved.

She restarted her job as a waitress in a strange city and a strange cafe, and worked in a 24-hour convenience store at night.She rented a small living room, and various review books and test papers were scattered on the bed.

The owner of the cafe is no longer what he used to be, strict and neurotic.Bian Cha is no longer late for the miners, and with a salary that is basically balanced in income and expenditure, he has to keep accounts even when taking the subway.

She applied for a new mobile phone card, and when she only contacted her mother, she revealed that she was in City F, working part-time and preparing for the exam.

She also occasionally logged on to QQ, and saw Jiang Zilu's various attempts to persuade him, abuse him, or humiliate him hard to hear.

When the hair was long enough, Bian Cha lost the flaxen color that Jiang Zilu used to like.The self in the mirror seems to be another person again.

"Then you are going on an aimless graduation trip now?" Zhang Ran looked at the young face in front of him through the tea mist, feeling a little lost.She didn't expect the accidental sympathy on the plane, so she brought home a big or small trouble.

Bian Cha smiled, a little shy, like an ignorant child.Holding the teacup in her hand, she said, "Well, I finished my studies successfully. Although it's just a master's degree, it shouldn't be difficult to find a job when I talk about it."

Zhang Ran saw the girl's relief, and asked curiously, "Then, where is Jiang Zilu?"

The side tea lowered its head, the bottom of the cup is young and tender green buds, it should be excellent tea.She laughed softly and said, "That's all."

There are dark red scars on her wrists, which cannot be fully covered even with a watch.

Zhang Ran didn't ask any more questions, just stood up in the soothing piano, and said, "You know how to make coffee? Then teach me how to make a latte, and you can be more deceiving next time."

"Cheating?" He said while drinking tea, and for the first time, he felt thirsty for knowledge when he invited himself to come to her house to chat with this person whom he met by chance.

Zhang Ran's eyes were hidden under the glasses, he shrugged and said, "It's been five years since we separated, but I want to try, if I learn how to make mocha, can I still have a chance."

"One has to work hard so that one will not let oneself regret, and one can really let oneself go."

The plane landed slowly, and while drinking tea, he looked out the window and pursed his lips.

Zhang Ran drove her away, left the car at the airport temporarily, bought a ticket and went through the security check, going south and north.When parting, Zhang Ran patted her on the shoulder and didn't say much.

For Biancha, this is just a way to express bad things quickly during the journey.But she couldn't figure out what all this was about Zhang Ran.

However, whether it is Jiang Zilu or Zhang Ran, they are just the scenery along the way.Bian Cha rubbed his cheek, the rollers of the plane wobbled a little, but it was stable in the end.

Just like these years.

The author has something to say: the old pit has been filled.

The lesson is that you should be cautious about the pitfalls of short articles in the future. Don’t get inspired and start it at the beginning. It is a very good choice to post it all at once.

In this short story, the first half is documentary, the second half is free to play, and the ending is open. It doesn’t have to be a matter of fact. It’s good to read it, and it’s better not to read it.