Everything in the heart
In the city of guangzhou into, I know, I regret it.
I give ZhangLiang dozen telephone, he is extremely excited, he said: you go to my place and have a good rest. His enthusiastic let me off guard. According to the place where he said I passed. ZhangLiang the road I, see what I was after enthusiasm, although I'm not hungry, he must pull me to lay the small drink beer. I received at that time, so a open foreign manager, how with an escaped convict like? I asked him how much a monthly wages. He waffled, du rang along while said around ten thousand now. I know I was cheated, around ten thousand salary how so can mess? I got up and want to go, but late. He nearby of the several colleagues will I LaLaCheChe onto the ground into the article. Then came a woman, long the strange rugged, still wears thick makeup. She comes to open mouth is to speak the life philosophy and people living in the world of real significance. Although let foaming scattered her no don't care, like in this world except for her, others live all it had no meaning.
Tossing a jpmorgan chase, she said, to live, live well and they followed them dry, do sell. Since the two brainboxes, and they hard to is no good. I had to pretend obedience, I said to my family to make a phone call, they actually will my cell phone deduction. But I can only follow they mix with all my heart, looking for the opportunity to run away.
Stay here for a week, they seem to be more satisfied with my performance, gradually relaxed to my guard. In a beautiful morning, I took advantage of the opportunity to ZhangLiang squat toilet had escaped. Column a taxi straight to the local police station. Police understood it, immediately and I came to ZhangLiang article where, at this time, have deserted.
I again and police came to police station. I said I'm going to call. Police took the table of soldiers say: play, not too long. I took the phone dialed the number of small west, in the small west hear my first "hello", she once cry, cry in a great mess, very painful very pain. I told her I was cheated. She said: come back, I've been waiting for you. I can control your emotions, tears ran down her cheeks 1 vigorously to fall off. The side with the vision to see a strange police I said, young man, don't be so fragile, well, no point in life? Who bounced.
Crying has been telephone the spread, as if in me cry. I immediately feel pain, at this time, I just know a day and night about his own people how happy things.
Small west let me pass the phone to nearby of the police. Police took the phone puzzled, listen to a after the hung up the phone. And then take out three thousand dollars from my wallet to me. I don't understand ground to looking at him, police DeMiao dissatisfaction with the my one eye, coughs a few voice said: you, self-sufficient, and have this girlfriend was blind to run outside what!
I say: the money... ?
Police despise ground say: the money is your girlfriend for you, she immediately go to my card the dozen, after a while, I look up to the bill, you may go.
I carry around $three thousand, in the heart of the sour kept surges. Small west let I buy a ticket back as soon as possible. But, I have any face back? I have no face fundamental to her, face the past.
I came to an Internet cafe, want to see before delivery resume have a reply. Open E-mail, in which there are all small letter from the west. She asked me to have no, mobile phone how couldn't get through? She asked me how, work arranged? She asked if I was out what things, how a go no word from? She said she was worried sick, if no my news, she will call the police. She also said that since I left, she often dream, the dream of our kite when together by a wind of the laughter, the dream of her in the street lamp waiting for me when work under the midnight, the dream of a casserole noodle toward the old man we jolly, wishes, dreamed that morning, we were at the heat of drink a cup of warm warm milk tea, dreamed that we ride bicycle across a and a sunny afternoon, the dream of our first kiss the tension and at a loss...... A lot of a lot of sad a mill of the past can be in her nightmare night suddenly woke up with a start.
She also said: night, you know? Don't know why, since you left, I suddenly love cry, is apt to tears, often a person hide in the bathroom cry until the morning.
Period, I've been talking to small west communicate via email. I told her that I have no face back, I want to rush out to a belong to oneself heaven and earth. Small west reply say: I know you won't come back, no matter how you make the choice I will support you, just hope you don't forget I've been waiting for you, waiting for you to come back by me that day.
Because the end of is the job difficult, even though I was the deluge of contributing job things, are still unsettled. The Spring Festival approaching, a lot of units will have a holiday. And I had to a man standing in the rain looking thin under Shanghai this piece of melancholy of the bund. I give small west sent the text messages and said I couldn't find work, at the Shanghai Chinese New Year. A long time no see small west news reply. My heart immediately endlessly falling. I don't know that the small west why not reply, heartache to me or despair? As if, as if they are not.
The winter cold wind, and it never ends to blow, this is I meet the most the most long cold winter. The streets of Shanghai decked with red lantern, on both sides of the street and silver flowers.what everyone's his with a festival of joy, while I stood in the edge of the city, looking at the fireworks of the ornament is a colorful night sky, in the mind a piece of empty sad.
The Spring Festival finally wore away, a week after I was a culture media company hired, do there planning. On my first day, I will give small west dozen telephone, shut down. I think she is still in bed, didn't at heart. Afternoon again dozen a or turn off. My heart began to beat, been full of butterflies on the rise. Night back, I beat a series on her cell phone, shut down! Shut down! Shut down! I'm completely to sit still, hurriedly give my former colleagues a call, let him to small west place to live to see. At noon the next day, his colleagues back words: small west Spring Festival eve moved out. I asked her where to go? Colleagues helplessly answer me: don't know, said the landlord anyway is moved out.
Put down the phone, I immediately slumped in a chair, a moment when the think straight, with the heavens fall there. I've been feeling not love small west, for me she's just one with little or no role, always feel that one day we will have parted ways, completely forget about her, to find my dream of love. But, when all this least expect it, I was overwhelmed, inner pain and was frantically straying rolled up, long would not fall. I am like the only by the loss of the lamb of god, in the dark on the way and can't find my way home.
I want to go back and find her, the cruel reality, let not me around half step. I have no money, even to support himself is a problem. I had to frequently to send her mail. For me, E-mail has different meanings, all right, I will always be mailbox open, I want to see in anticipation of surprise, but, every time is disappointed.
So the loss and straying spent a year. A year without any news of the small west, as if from the human life evaporate, leave no trace. My life a day after day, no waves, there is no life.
In late 2006, I had a new girlfriend. She is very beautiful, character is also open. She always like to ask my past, ask the past her long choose? Character choose? Like find a contrast to appease the psychological balance. Facing girlfriend's curious, I always vague answer her. Girlfriend always felt that I have anything to keep her, because in my birthday the day would receive a stranger to send gift, holiday. I myself felt strange, ask tried all the friends, their answers are the same: didn't give you any present.
Indistinct center, I felt the small west in my side, not far from the quietly in my wait for me, wait me back to meet her. My in the mind waves and a rolled up in a sour and bitter. I don't know this is a what kind of love? A how of wind snowy day flowers?
I will send her a gift quiet hid in good, often want to her when they take out to see one eye. His girlfriend for my actions were unhappy, she decided to follow investigation, the present who sent it? You and this person what relation? Facing girlfriend tenants, unable to answer. I want to put the past every drop told her, put those penetration to my life, like a tree root very deep cut down the tree cut also not the same feelings all tell her. But, I hesitate to half a day, and said nothing. Perhaps, at present of my girlfriend is the emotion a passenger?
Like song to sing as "always turn with a history of over and back to just know QingShenYiNong, always want to travel all the way to know where to go, why wait until miss years later, just understand oneself most really dream......"
