That broken love

"Oh! It's so warm! Xiaoyu warmed the bed for my brother!" Luo Jian called out comfortably, "Wow, wow! It's really warm and comfortable! It's better for Xiaoyu to be good to my brother! There is a hot bed for you when you enter the door. It's better to be Xiaoyu!"

Luo Yu leaned over to his brother's face and asked, "You said Xiaoyu is good, why did you go to the movies with Mr. Wen? Why didn't you take Xiaoyu with you?"

"That's why you, Mr. Wen, invited brother to go. Besides, they don't have enough tickets to bring you."

"Then why don't you stay with Xiaoyu at home?"

Luo Jian lifted the quilt and grabbed Luo Yu in his arms, patted him on the back lightly and said, "Why are there so many? Next time we will watch a movie, the two of us will go together, no one will care about it." not called!"

Luo Yu's face was pressed against his brother's generous chest, enjoying his brother's embrace, and listening to his brother's gradually blurred voice: "Xiaoyu is the best to my brother...that is, Xiaoyu is good to my brother, Xiaoyu is the best..."

The feeling of being hugged by my brother is solid and warm.With a sweet smile, she hugged him and fell asleep.

Not long after the incident, Wen Qian received a call from her father, who said that Nanjing had already arranged a workplace for her and asked her to report back immediately after handing over with the school.

Wen Qian had planned everything with full of joy. When she returned home this time, she took Luo Jian back with her. He would be happy to go with her. Who would have expected that when she told Luo Jian about this, Luo Jian hesitated.

Seeing his hesitation, Wen Qian couldn't help but said: "I've already told my parents about the two of us, they are very willing to meet you, don't worry, depending on your own conditions, There is definitely no problem in passing their test. My dad will arrange a good job for you in Nanjing at that time, so you don’t have to worry about it, and then we can discuss it..." As he spoke, he smiled shyly, his cheeks There was a circle of blush.

Luo Jian seemed to understand something, but he still frowned and asked quietly, "What are you discussing?"

Wen Qian whispered: "Fool, of course it is to discuss our marriage."

As expected by Luo Jian, there is such a big good thing falling on his head in the world, who wouldn't be envious to drool?

But Luo Jian was not so happy. How could he be attached to a woman when he was a majestic man?If this is the case, even if they become prosperous in the future, what is the difference between starting a family and relying on soft food?This is definitely not his character, Luo Jian!Besides, he and Wen Qian are not of the same class at all, even if they are married, it might not be so easy to get along with each other. He considered this point more maturely than anyone else.

He said decisively: "I'd better thank you for your kindness. I won't accompany you back to Nanjing. I don't think I can adapt to your family. Besides, I want to work hard with my own real skills!"

Wen Qian sighed: "Luo Jian, people want to go to high places. If my dad arranges a good job for you, won't it be smoother for you to work hard in the future? Just listen to me once, okay?" ? Take Xiaoyu, let's go back to Nanjing together, for yourself, for both of us, and for Xiaoyu's better life, will you promise me?"

I've come to this point, I hate that Luo Jian has made up his mind a long time ago: "Wen Qian, it's not that I don't like you. I know I'm not good enough for you when we get along these days. Really, we might not be good together. Will be happy, as for Xiaoyu, I will let him live a good life, I believe I have that ability!"

Wen Qian deeply hated his stubbornness, but at the same time, she was even more obsessed with his unyielding and progressive courage. Love and hatred were intertwined, but she couldn't help him, and her eyes were blinded by tears.

Seeing her so lovely and pitiful, Luo Jian secretly sighed, not because he was cruel, but because he really didn't want to delay her.Resent, blame, maybe within a year or so, you will forget about me completely.

"The train the day after tomorrow, I hope you can come and take me to the station." Wen Qian said hoarsely behind her, then turned and left.

That morning, Luo Jian rode his bicycle to the school dormitory early.

Wen Qian's door was already locked, the bed in the room was tidy, and two textbooks were scattered on the bookshelf.Luo Jian was lying on the window looking in, when a teacher passed by him holding a lesson plan, and suddenly stopped and asked, "Are you looking for Teacher Wen?"

Luo Jian turned around and nodded: "Yes, why don't you see her?"

The teacher said, "She left early yesterday morning."

Luo Jian said in surprise: "You left yesterday? She clearly said it was today's train, and she asked me to see her off."

"You are Luo Jian?" The teacher took a look at him, and Luo Jian gave a dumbfounded cry, and the teacher took out an envelope from the lesson plan, handed it to him and said, "She asked me to give you this letter. "

Luo Jian stretched out his hand to take it blankly, showing an unnatural smile: "Thank you..."

Opening the yellow envelope casually, a line of silky pen writing on a neatly stacked piece of green ruled paper jumped into view. It was just a few short words, but it was extremely firm and persistent:

Luo Jian, in this life, I will only wait for you.

Luo Jian felt a sharp pain in his heart, his nose was sore, he let out a long breath, and looked up at the distant sky. The gentle wind blew away the white cloud in the sky.

As time goes by, the cold season has long gone, the warm sun shines on everything, and the breeze blows head-on, heralding the arrival of early summer.

The construction site is in a mess, the workers are busy in full swing, the noise of excavators, tractors, rock crushers and various machines is mixed together, the city has been poured with reinforced concrete and is indestructible.

Luo Jian quit his job in the photo studio. Now, he is wearing a dirty gray-blue work uniform and a big red hard hat, fighting on the front line of the revolution.

He bent down to lift up a pile of more than a dozen bricks, with streaks of sweat flowing down his fortitude like a knife-cut forehead.

Xiao Liu wiped his face with a towel whose color could no longer be seen, sat on the steps next to Luo Jianjian and said, "Brother Jian, take a break and work again, you will be responsible for the entire construction site!"

Luo Jian moved piles of bricks onto the wheelbarrow, and said without turning his head: "When you work, you have to work hard and keep your feet on the ground. At least you can afford the salary we earn, right?" !"

While talking, he picked up a towel and wiped his face, then pushed the wheelbarrow without stopping and left.Xiao Liu followed closely behind and asked with a smile: "I said, how is your development with that Teacher Wen?"

"It's okay, we broke up a long time ago." Luo Jian pushed the car expressionlessly, his voice was very unclear in the noisy working environment.