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When the white of the fish belly in the east lit up, and when the sunlight that was enough to make me look at my eyes shone into the window, I stood up from the ground.

Yes, I sat on the ground all night.

I haven't closed my eyes, had never eaten, and had never had a sip of water.

The only thing that accompanied me was the cigarette butts that had long been burnt out around me, and the smell of second-hand smoke that had not dissipated in the room.

It is true that I am torture myself, or rather, I try to use this torture* method to make my heart feel better... Wang Yuxuan left the rental house, and the white rose in my dream withered.

Because of my choices, and because of my cruelty.

I always warn myself not to let her see the real world too early. She should be like that, living in simplicity and innocence, and always be a high, holy and dazzling white rose.

That is the meaning I unilaterally gave to Wang Yuxuan, and it is also the meaning I unilaterally destroyed.

From this perspective, my selfishness is infinitely magnified...

After standing there for a few minutes, I shook my head and let out a long breath before I could take a step and walk to the bathroom. I needed to take a shower, wash my selfishness, and wash away my soul that had lost its true face.

When the drops of water from the scoop were poured onto my body, I finally realized the truth.

I lost the opportunity to be equal to a girl in this city.

I couldn't help but wonder what Wang Yuxuan would do at this time, was she getting drunk all night? She was wandering on the streets of Beijing in the early morning, or hiding in the corner of a hotel room, crying sadly?

I hope she is playing chess with Zhou Gong in her dream, but this is not realistic.

The more determined she is when she leaves, how lost she will be.

Suddenly, I remembered what I said when I found her... It turned out that those vows were turned into jokes by myself, and then they turned into slaps, slapped me hard in the face, and also defeated her longing for beauty in her heart.

How similar was I last night to Tong Xue who abandoned me on that autumn night?

They all abandoned the person they like so cruelly.

......

I raised my head and closed my eyes.

The thin line-like water droplets tingled my face, the coldness and warmth gathered together at this moment.

I didn't cry, but the corners of my eyes were sore.

I have no sadness because everything is my choice.

I was not sad, even if I hurt a girl who was willing to believe me.

Gradually, a layer of mist rose in the bathroom. I opened my eyes and lowered my head.

In the mirror opposite, my face was so pale and my eyes were red, like a stray dog ​​walking in the lonely night for a long time...

"Chen Mo, since you have hurt one, you must cherish the other with your heart and don't let her lose it. Really... you can't bear this feeling."

After muttering to myself, I wiped my face hard, and then looked at the mirror with a layer of mist, showing a very hard-to-see smiling face. I am a man, and I must cheer up.

......

After drying my body, shaving off my stubble, and grabbing a very energetic figure, I walked out of the bathroom, put on a pretty decent outfit, I took out my cell phone and called Zhang Yao.

After only two sounds, Zhang Yao's somewhat surprised and happy voice came from the receiver.

"Chen Mo, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I miss you." I tried my best to make my voice look less hoarse, because I was afraid that she would be able to break it, so I found out the reason.

Zhang Yao spat lightly: "I didn't have any seriousness in the early morning."

"Okay, then I'll just say something serious."

I sighed pretending to behave and asked, "Can I go to Zhuoma today?"

"Huh? Didn't you say you'd have to wait for two days?"

"I don't want to wait anymore, I want to take you home as soon as possible."

This is a love word and a lie.

Wang Yuxuan's departure made the rental house lose its anger again. I was afraid of loneliness and even more resistant to loneliness... For such a long time, I have been used to everything, but I have not been used to getting along with loneliness.

So, I chose to call Zhang Yao.

After a new beginning keeps me busy, I don’t have to face these things, right?

Hearing the sound, Zhang Yao paused for a moment before saying to me: "Okay, I want to take me home early, you have to work hard."

“Isn’t this the beginning of the effort?”

"Okay, I'll work hard with you."

When I heard Zhang Yao's firm answer, I felt so ridiculous and pitiful. For a moment, I really wanted to tell her that it was just because of Wang Yuxuan's departure, which made me very uncomfortable.

But I can't.

No woman can accept her lover because another woman makes any changes.

"I hope I won't let you down." After saying this sentence with a heavy slightest, I changed my tone and said to her: "I'm waiting for your news. Whether it's WeChat or phone number, I've made enough preparations."

Then I hung up the phone.

"Chen Mo, Chen Mo, you are so fucking shameless." I stared at the phone screen that was gradually getting darker and laughed at myself.

I walked to the window.

The sky is cloudless, and the scorching sun hangs in the sky, ruthlessly illuminating the people running on the streets. It doesn't take long before I will be the same as them again.

Reaccept the fact that you are raised by this city.

Use your own labor every day to create value for it.

I raised my hand to cover it in front of me and looked straight at the sun... Red, blood-like red, probably the color produced by the sun shining on my hands. I did not surrender because of this, just looked at it.

It didn't feel until the eyes started to sting, and I felt that it wouldn't allow anyone to look at it directly.

Just like life, no one is allowed to change the script it wrote.

For example, Wang Meigui's withering, Tong Xue became a classmate, for example, I saw through the fact that I had no future in this city, and I still had to struggle...

"Ding Dong."

As the WeChat prompt sounded, Zhang Yao brought me the answer.

That was a five-second language: "Sister Qing is in the company today. You can get there at 10 o'clock. Come on, Chen Mo."

The softness she gave me made me fall in an instant. I briefly forgot the pain and replied to her solemnly:

"Don't worry, your man won't let you down, wait for my good news."

"I trust you."

In a moment, these four words appeared in our dialog box. At the end of this sentence, there was a rose expression.

Red rose.

Compared to this passionate fiery red, I still like the holy and pure white rose.

But what's the use of this? The white rose blooming in the dark can no longer bloom in my world, right?
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