The gate of memories is opened this night, without sound or warning.

It opened like this, and the first time I rushed into my mind all the life between me and Zhang Yao... Every step I took before was a silent memory film.

I dare not stay because I worry that when I return to the rental house, all the experiences between us will take turns.

These things can only be remembered in a quiet hangover midnight in my heart. Now I am extremely awake. Seeing them, I will feel sad and sad, and even more...it will make my heart hard.

I made a step.

No more moving forward.

I just had a tendency to turn my head, but I forced myself not to look back.

We have tortured each other enough, there is no need to continue doing it anymore, right? She has a level of life in which she is, and I have mine, and we have tried to blend different circles together.

The result is just like this now.

Is it necessary to try it once?

Once again, we are scarred, and the new and old injuries combined together can't bear it.

There was still no sound behind me, so I could tell that she had not left yet, either stopped in place or squatted down; she had no words, did this mean that she had acquiesced to the fact that I left, or that she was hesitating.

I haven't seen these, they were all speculations out of thin air. Of course, it's very simple to verify whether my guess is correct. I just need to go back and take a look...

I'm struggling.

As my struggle began to blur my sight again.

I was wondering, why can I face Tong Xue calmly but not Zhang Yao calmly?

While thinking, I lit a cigarette for myself, and as the smoke drifted in the air around me, I seemed to have an answer... I would feel distressed and understand on Tong Xue's side; but I would lose the purest love I had back then.

If you don’t love, you can naturally let go and be calm.

So, does this also mean that I still love Zhang Yao?

The answer gradually became clear.

......

Beijing is a city that is enough to grow. In an environment that is almost forcing the seedlings to grow, everyone will live like a duck. We must accept everything it gives us.

The pressure of work, the struggle of survival, and the broken love can no longer hope for dreams...

If we don’t accept it, we will be eliminated, either becoming cheap roast duck on the table or leaving in shame.

I accepted one fact, and now another fact is in front of me, but I began to hesitate.

Meng Yang said that I am still a child, no matter what he has done to me, this evaluation is pertinent. Since I am a child, does it still have to learn to struggle like others?

I sucked all the remaining cigarettes, threw them on the ground, and then stomped them out. Not only the cigarette butts, but also the heart that forced myself to become hard.

Children can be willful.

I turned around suddenly.

Zhang Yao squatted on the ground.

The street light hit her slightly thin body, outlining a heart-wrenching silhouette on the ground... Her shoulders were shaking slightly, probably because she was crying. I could make my beloved woman cry silently.

I glanced at the corner of my mouth and slapped myself.

Then, I took a step.

Every step is towards her.

As heavy as I left, I seemed so brisk when I walked back.

......

Six steps,

Very close,

My mood is also very peaceful.

Because I've seen it thoroughly.

I want to give her an explanation, and also an explanation to my heart.

"sorry."

This is my first sentence after walking back to her.

The rubbing vocal cords made my voice tremble a little, and my heart was also trembling.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Yao raised her head. Under the illumination of the street light, I clearly saw the tears on her cheeks and the moistness in her eyes.

She has no words, but she is better than thousands of words.

"You're crying ugly." I showed a smiling face that was not handsome, lowered my waist gently, then stretched out my hand, wrapped it around her shoulders, and said gently:

"Get up, if you still want to cry, give it to you, so no one can see it."

A hint of doubt flashed in Zhang Yao's eyes, and then another surprise appeared.

With the help of my shoulders, she stood up from the ground, and naturally, I hugged her arms tightly.

The soft touch made me feel so real, as if at this moment, I was not hugging her, but the whole world, yes, the illusion in reality, I have met countless times in my dreams.

I found the woman who never looked back in the deep sea.

It turns out that she has been there all the time.

"I was wrong... I know that I am now putting you in a lot of pressure... You are trying to spur me every moment, but I am always disappointing you. Is such a man worthy of your love?"

"Love, is there anything worth it or not?"

Facing this question, I could easily come up with the answer.

What cares about value and value is not love, but transaction.

True love is a gamble that does not count for rewards and even more so.

Zhang Yao is using her own way to be equal with me as much as possible, but I am constantly misinterpreting her intentions.

"Yao, you are so far away... But I can have you, what's the virtue?"

"I owe you in my previous life."

"Then you must have dug up my ancestral tomb."

"Go to you, if I do that, I will not be able to pay it back in the next life, and in the next life."

"Then be by my side. No matter what happens, don't push me away."

"...You kept pushing me away, okay?"

Zhang Yao bit my shoulder hard and said vaguely: "I am not as perfect as you think. I am not a princess... I am just an ordinary girl, a little girl born and raised in this city... Do you know that your actions at that time made me feel embarrassed?"

"I thought that would protect your face. After all, I'm just a poor boy."

"Yes, I fell in love with you, a poor boy."

"So, I dare not have you."

"Chen Mo, have some confidence in himself, okay?"

Zhang Yao gently broke free from my arms and looked at me very seriously and said, "I have seen many so-called successful people. Compared with you, they are not better than you... The reason why they have achieved what they are today is that they are born in a good family or have they met some noble people?

In this life, I have been growing up for decades, and I am not afraid of waiting. What are you afraid of? As long as that opportunity comes out and you catch it, you will get up."

"Did you ever think about what to do if I can't catch it?"

"I'll support you."
Chapter completed!