Forget about the past

After writing and deleting a text message, Xu Chen messed up his hair, biting his fingers and frowning, just like struggling with math problems in high school, anxious but with some kind of expectation.

Does he love himself?yes.

Recalling every little detail of their relationship, they all hinted at his secret and deep feelings for him, how could he be so stupid as to doubt his intentions.

But... why do you want to leave yourself?

The text message rang, which was a reminder unique to Changge. Xu Chen was startled, and the phone almost flew out.

He took a few deep breaths to suppress the surging emotions in his chest, and then clicked on the text message.His whole body was trembling, his hands and feet were numb, and his breathing was paralyzed. This time it was true that his whole heart was sinking, until he sank to the bottom of the deepest valley. He would probably rot there, but who cares?

He replied blankly: "Okay."

The content of the text message sent by Changge is indeed his usual style, concise and unquestionable - "My wedding will be held at xx Hotel in a month, please be sure to attend, and the invitation will not be sent later."

The invitation was received early the next morning, and Xu Chen sat cross-legged on the floor, studying the invitation that was placed on the coffee table.The base is bright red, and rolled gold is used as a pattern to wrap around it. The name of Changge and another woman is written in black and white inside. Ruyun is a good name. The handwriting is written by Changge himself. Xu Chen smiled and got up to go bedroom.

He brought out his old sketchbook, which was full of his long songs. Xu Chen read it many times in his arms, and the title page was wet with rain. What are those past times?Could it be a dream he had?

The unfinished sketch paper fell out of it, Xu Chen picked it up, the veins in his hand holding the paintbrush were bulging, and he stared at the unfinished drawing in a daze, as if a century had passed before he finally picked it up. Lifting his wrist, he firmly and gently landed the pen on the paper.

A week before Changge's wedding, he called Xu Chen. There was a large silence, like weeds growing wildly under the stars, and his light breathing fell on Xu Chen's ears like feathers, teasing the eardrums .

The rain was pattering down, and some of it splashed onto the window sill. Xu Chen looked at the window full of water droplets, his voice was mixed with the sound of the rain, and he couldn't hear clearly, but there was a faint smile, and he said:

"Happy Newlyweds..."

Changge was a little speechless, and as soon as he said the word "I...", the line on the other side had already been picked up.

He looked down at the neatly ironed white suit on the bed, his gaze was gentle and long, he bent down and put the paper red rose into the pocket of the suit, smoothed those tiny folds with his fingers, and then gently touched the rose There was a kiss on the rose, and there was a smile in the eyes like spring water-that was our wedding, so stupid.

Tear off the pages of the picture album, and watch the papers fall into the flames lightly, and see the edges being scalded, the characters in the painting are gradually swallowed up, and the white paper turns into off-white ashes, with a faint hint of dark red The unburned flames drifted to the mid-air and lingered.

The red light reflected Xu Chen's too thin and expressionless face, his eyes were like crumbled lake water, shining with an inexplicable light.

The last thing left was the sketch paper that carried the most memories. Xu Chen closed his eyes and threw it in, but he couldn't bear it. By the time he rescued it, an entire corner of the page had been burned.

Xu Chen regretted so much that he turned off the brazier with a fire extinguisher, opened the window for ventilation, put the sketch paper on his right hand, and fell into a deep sleep.

It was about twelve noon when the doorbell woke up. As soon as he opened the door, Xu Chen was dazzled by the bright sunlight. He closed his eyes before opening them again with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Standing outside the door was Zhou Tingdong, looking foolish, smiling: "Why can't I come." He stuffed a huge paper bag into Xu Chen's arms, and walked over muttering: "Hurry up, let me go, the outside it's too hot."

Xu Chen put the bag aside, poured a glass of ice water for the other party, and asked, "So why are you here on a hot day?"

Zhou Tingdong drank all the water in one breath, sighed "virtuous", and then smiled unhurriedly: "Open it and have a look, don't you understand?"

Xu Chen raised his eyebrows and did as he was told. Inside was a complete set of white suits, shirts, vests, coats, ties, and leather shoes, all of which were worth a fortune just by looking at them.

Xu Chen froze for a moment, still puzzled: "What is this for?"

"Isn't Changge going to get married?" Zhou Tingdong smiled like a fox, "I'll take you to snatch a kiss."

"what?"

"Look at you like that," Zhou Tingdong felt amused, and geared up again: "I'm really looking forward to going to the Changge scene."

Xu Chen smiled and shook his head, he said lightly: "I appreciate your kindness, but I don't want him to come down from the stage, so we can get together and get away."

"Xu Chen," Zhou Tingdong's expression became serious, and he was taken aback by the person named, and he returned to his usual cynical appearance, seemingly casually, but in fact he said to the point: "I said, because you are kind, Or out of cowardice?"

Xu Chen was a little surprised, and after a while he smiled and sighed: "I'm right, I will seriously consider this matter."

Zhou Tingdong whistled frivolously, with a smile filling the corners of his eyes, he was indeed very happy, "Think about it slowly, I'll go back first. It is estimated that Zuo Meng and the head of the room will come later, be prepared Come on boy."

In less than half an hour, the two really came. Seeing how they were out of breath, Xu Chen couldn't help laughing and said, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Don't you know that the power went out, the 28th floor is killing me!" Zuo Meng roared.

"Have you eaten? How about eating together?"

"This can be."

After drinking and eating, the head of the room said with emotion: "Xu Chen, you are so virtuous."

"Thank you," Xu Chen smiled, "I ordered the meal from the restaurant downstairs."

The head of the room was surprised, and then said sadly: "You have fallen."

Xu Chenle.

"Come on, let's talk about something serious." Zuo Meng waved his hand.

The head of the room pressed the person who wanted to get away, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Be serious!"

Surrounded by the menacing men like a prisoner on trial, Xu Chen lowered his head silently, "I know what you guys want to say."

"So what do you think?" It was the room chief who asked.

"Think carefully, next time he will have to wait for his second marriage." It was Zuo Meng who was not serious.

Xu Chen couldn't laugh or cry: "So I'm thinking about it."

"There is nothing to consider. If you don't go, nothing will change. If you go, you will have at least half the chance." The director smiled, "And I think, someone must be looking forward to it."

Xu Chen lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the floor, he moved his toes hidden in the slippers, and said softly: "You are right, I also understand that you wish me well, to be honest, I miss him very much, but ah , "When he said this, as if he couldn't continue, he raised his face, smiled slowly, and spoke very slowly, with clear words, "He was the one who gave up on me first."

"After I summoned up my courage, I did it again..." Xu Chen pressed his browbones, frowning tightly between his brows, and his tone became more difficult. ? My courage is exhausted."

"I'm reunited with Su Wen." Xu Chen raised his head in surprise when the head of the room said so suddenly.

The head of the room touched his face in embarrassment, cleared his throat, and then said: "I like her. At that time, the reason for breaking up was too complicated, and I was reluctant from the beginning to the end. But based on my shallow understanding of him, I really can't find anything more important to him than you."

The head of the room looked at Xu Chen and said softly: "You have to try to trust him or tolerate him. No one is perfect, let alone Chang Ge is just a mortal. How can mortals not make mistakes, but flaws do not cover up goodness. "

Xu Chen bit his lip and thought about it again, his brows stretched, and he smiled like spring back to the earth: "Then go."

Zuo Meng sighed on the side: "The plot in this kind of novel is very exciting."

The author has something to say:

Our long-lost classmate Zhou came on stage. I personally like him better. Well, the story is coming to an end, and I feel a little bit sad.