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Extraction code: jt46 Title: Ex-boyfriend terminal

Author: Zuo Dan

Douban score: 8.7

Press: Beijing United Press

Publication year: 20 16- 1

Page count: 272

Content introduction:

The light of youth is heavily recommended in the year, and online dramas are broadcast simultaneously.

Zuo Dan's first love growth novel was written by a female writer/producer/director/screenwriter after 90.

The story begins with lovelorn love and ends with rebirth.

Maybe everyone needs an ex-boyfriend terminal.

Editor's recommendation:

When one day you are lovelorn, single, free and liberated. ※,

However, when you unfortunately meet your first/second/third/fourth ex-boyfriend, you will ......

Welcome to my ex-boyfriend's terminal.

This is not a fairy tale in which Cinderella becomes Snow White. ※,

This is a love story about my predecessor. The growth story of post-youth.

A cautionary book for women in love, an inspirational masterpiece for women in love. ※.

Direct attack on the inevitable pain points in love/collective spitting ex-boyfriend mode officially opened. Welcome to watch.

The man you love deeply is just a man who will make you cry. ※.

It turns out that the most ruthless revenge in love is not to pretend as if nothing has happened, but to become a better self.

After the story, there will be stories. Youth be past, there be still youth. ※.

May all resentment turn into forgiveness after the passage of time; May all love be immortal after the world changes.

◆ Content introduction◆ ————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

In every life, some people break in and some people are absent.

Someone is holding hands at the end of the snowy world.

But left without saying goodbye on that sunny afternoon, and I haven't heard from you since.

Some people, in the immortal youth of youth and frivolous, are handsome and brave with us, smiling proudly at the world of mortals,

However, he quit halfway on the way to longevity and friendship.

Let the witness of youth disappear.

In the war of youth, few winners.

We are just death squads under the charge of fate, and life and death are involuntary.

We pay homage to the lost love, friendship, years, and ourselves who were naive and silly.

After all, youth is to be buried after all.

But it doesn't matter-

After the story, there is another story. Youth has passed, and there is still youth.

After all, these love and hate are all relics left by youth.

◆ Appreciation of words ◆—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————.

I have a friend who recently fell in love-ended her five-year relationship with her third boyfriend who had been in love since college. Her name is Ye Wei and his name is Shen Che.

They were in the same class in college. After graduation, he went to study in America. She is waiting here, like a dissatisfied housewife waiting for her husband to return. She hasn't attended any friends' parties for two years, bought new clothes or even underwear. Apart from her family and Shen Che, she has little contact with the outside world. However, in her view, the world is just a small ditch with a family, a boyfriend and a job. She climbed on a leaf with a hole, for fear that the wind and rain would turn over the ditch. In fact, what she thought was just the splash caused by passers-by.

Two years of long-distance love, six months on and off, and the last month or two is a quarrel and abuse. In the last few days, Ye Wei said all the bad words she had used for 25 years. Two people who love each other have to make a scene. Mars hits the earth, both lose, and then they are willing to give up, and finally they become strangers who hate each other and regret each other.

Shen Che, a genius who skipped grades because he was too smart in elementary school, exudes self-righteous arrogance everywhere. Boys of the same age are still not as mature as girls, not to mention he is a few months younger than Ye Wei. The fuse of this breakup was that he didn't reply to her comments on Weibo. In college, Shen Che, who won the title of "best debater" in the debate, argued vigorously and even accused her of being unreasonable and unwilling.

The war then spread and intensified. Later, Ye Wei found that Shen Che openly flirted with other girls on the Internet, and his words were close to sending photos. That bitch even likes to use the expression "kiss". Some people say that Libra boys are philandering, humorous and talkative. Shen Che, who is born with a good skin, claims that he has never actively pursued a girl, but he always comes to the door. Before they got together, Ye Wei had hated him for it. He thought he regretted it later, but a leopard cannot change his spots.

Ye Wei couldn't wait to fly to America and tear him to pieces. Anger temporarily blocked the cerebral vessels and the central nervous system of language. She could not make any instinctive reaction except swearing. But in an instant, tears that he couldn't see and didn't care rushed out unwillingly, soaking half of the pillow, turning over and soaking the other half.

So round after round of endless quarrels, she couldn't see the man who called her baby every day, the child who spoiled in front of her, the knight who protected her, saved her and sheltered her from the wind and rain, the man who carried her back to school from the subway station because she couldn't walk in high heels, and the man who shouted to marry her and have children and promised her a bright future. Opposite the phone and the computer screen is a person she fears and hates, a person she has never met and has to face. I thought it was a real promise, but now it is just nonsense.

When she thinks that he is angry with her and gives himself an excuse to relax and have fun, she will feel queasy and retch. The seat she just left is still hot. Did other women get wind of it so soon, wave after wave? Or has he coveted it for a long time and can't wait to rush to the world of flowers and butterflies? No matter how much he really paid and how much he had, he couldn't resist the mania in his nature and the proliferation of weeds and flowers in his heart. For him, time is just a matter of pushing the boat with the tide and making personal feelings.

"Unless I don't get married, you won't be infatuated with me, and I won't be as unique as you are destined to be. I don't want your stingy love, otherwise it's not even love! Get out of my world with your hypocrisy and impudence! In the future, we will go our separate ways and die of old age! " This is the last WeChat sent by Ye Wei to Shen Che. Her self-esteem is bursting, and she can always confidently say such decisive words.

"hmm." With Shen Che's airy response, five years of youth, affection, trust, reluctance, little by little trivial happiness and a bottle full of happiness collected constantly were broken by himself, and the moment of landing vanished. This is a tragic and elegant thing.

Then she stopped paying attention to Weibo, her ex-boyfriend. Everyone was connected with unfriended, and all communication methods were deleted, completely clean and without any carelessness. In every relationship, she is such a vicious role. She loves to spare no effort and hates not leaving a backward path. Really not suitable for a strong and spicy love confrontation.

The lovelorn thing is no big deal, compared with landslides, the death of relatives and all kinds of thrilling natural and man-made disasters, it is really insignificant and not worth mentioning; However, small is not small. Some people cut their wrists and jump off a building, some people indulge themselves, and some people are even more furious when they are hit, so various celebrity inspirational stories emerge one after another.

Ye Wei didn't have the courage to commit suicide or improve herself. Like most people, she cried, hid under the covers, didn't eat or drink for three days and three nights, and slowly digested her grief, which expanded as fast as eating and saving herself.

It is not accurate to say that crying is the most fragile and dangerous creature on the planet. Any sentence, a melody, a voice, a smile, can be more deadly than a pistol, and emotions are on the verge.

At first, Ye Wei called all kinds of friends and cried. Later, she found out that those so-called friends were just a group of vultures watching the scene of bustle, having fun and perfunctory comfort. After eating the last nutrient that emotional corpses can bring to curiosity, they left without nostalgia, and even the disdain they gave her became another kind of cruelty. Later, she realized that the world is too big and we are too small, and no one wants to waste the power of crushing an ant to care about the sorrow and joy of another person. What an absurd and paranoid hope it is to have a sense of existence.

Silly girl, joys and sorrows are not enough for outsiders to see. The sincerity offered by your hands is not even cruel; Your unforgettable sadness is nothing more than talking to others and joking after a meal.

On the hot summer sauna day, she doesn't turn on the air conditioner, doesn't open the window, and even closes the curtains tightly, as if the cold air of the air conditioner can frostbite the skin, the hot air outside the window will burn herself, and the sunshine through the gap will pierce the heart. In this palm-sized one-bedroom apartment, you can even smell rotting corpses, moldy food and rusty walls.

So, after staying indoors for three days, her home became the scene of the atomic bomb explosion, which was terrible and evidence of her sadness. When I think of the poem "where the petals have fallen like tears, and the lonely bird has sang grief" I feel that the sequela left by lovelorn and war means that all roads lead to the same goal by hook or by crook.

A quick and rude knock on the door broke her indulgent silence. In a panic, she wrapped a coat casually, and ran barefoot to the door because she couldn't find slippers. She doesn't seem to know how to open the door, hold her breath and prepare for a cruel blow from the outside world. In the past three days, the first breath of fresh air she smelled from the outside turned out to be brought to her by an aunt who checked the gas. This is the only creature she has seen these days.

"Take out your gas card!" Aunt's high decibel shocked Ye Wei who had been in a silent vacuum for a while. Hunger and powerlessness made her confused whether it was a dream or a reality.

She remembered putting the gas card that the landlord gave her in one place, but she forgot where it was. The small room that was difficult to get into was full of satisfaction and vitality after she rummaged through it. But for a person looking for a fuel card, it is more difficult and exaggerated than salvaging a body named "God Car" in the Pacific Ocean.

This time, Ye Wei discovered a buried truth. She found the gas card, but didn't find any evidence that Shen Che loved her. She even began to doubt whether this person really existed or was an imaginary boyfriend. Apart from memories, Shen Che left nothing in the past five years, not even a few dollars' surprise or a scribbled but affectionate love letter. Memories are so unreliable, erratic and fragile.

Almost all his clothes, shoes, socks and underwear, from inside to outside, from head to toe, were personally selected by Ye Wei and bought all over the streets. After Shen Che went abroad, Ye Wei sent an overseas parcel from time to time, and his meager salary was spent on postage. This is the feeling of courtesy and righteousness. Shen Che is not without money. His family conditions are much better than Ye Wei's. He doesn't want to spend money on Ye Wei, but whenever he says he wants to buy clothes for Ye Wei, Ye Wei will refuse: "Forget your taste!" " She just doesn't want anything from him, doesn't want to owe him, and doesn't want to owe anyone. Even if she is separated one day, she should lead an honest and clean life. She also wants Shen Che to remember her debt, and let him not be with him because of material things and regret his good girl for life. But she may never have changed. For a person who can find another new lover at any time, it is worthwhile to exchange a lot of excellent youth in his twenties. Maybe it's just temporary.

Ye Wei, a good writer, once wrote a "love diary" to Shen Che every day during a holiday in college, but he didn't respond at all. Failure discouraged her from continuing. Later, after a quarrel, Shen Che actually returned the diary to Ye Wei, so that she could see for herself how hard she worked. Today, Ye suddenly realized that Shen Che took her kindness to him for granted, and even took a ruler from beginning to end to measure the quality. If she doesn't meet the standard, she will be punished and reformed.

Just like in college, Ye Wei gets up early to buy him breakfast almost every day. She is always impatient, slow-witted and extremely inefficient. Therefore, she had to get up an hour earlier than others so as not to be late and queue up to buy a hearty breakfast like others. He seldom appreciates it. He always said that he didn't have the habit of eating breakfast and didn't like spicy food. He insisted on cooling the hot pancakes and soybean milk before eating, and blamed her for feeding him fat. What a gentleman. She waited on him meticulously for three years, and she felt so cheap. Once upon a time, that lofty and unattainable pride has been reduced to such a humble and sacrificial lamb. Sadly, humility does not win the respect of others, but only makes people more despised.

While recalling her humiliating history, Ye Wei tearfully tore up the well-documented "Love Diary" page by page, and at the same time turned into dust, and her heart was scattered all over the floor.

About the author:

Zuo Dan: Young contract writer. Student of Beijing Film Academy, founder, director, producer, director and screenwriter of Beijing Zuoshi Chunqiu Film and Television Culture Co., Ltd. Beijing girl. There are dreams in my head, love in my flesh and blood, thorns in my bones and love in my heart.