Lovers only say goodbye three times.

For twenty-seven years, I have been a plain person.

Same, but endless single. I'm not going to find someone to marry. Never. It is foolish to put yourself on another person.

Love is nothing more than a movie disc in my two video stores. Many fans watched it again and again, and finally said to themselves, no, you must collect it! So I did another business. Then they stuffed it on the shelf and forgot. Then, collect the next scene. Collection has become a process.

I can't do it. I like watching more movies. Sometimes it's a black-and-white silent film, sometimes it's a thriller, and sometimes it's funny unique to Hong Kong. However, I don't collect. Of course it is not necessary. What I like is always the next wonderful program.

To this end, I decorated the video store like an underground experimental field in a science fiction film, with the gate facing the road and the huge steel water pipe harvesting the threatening trumpet-full of unknown hope and loneliness.

I'm waiting for something unexpected to happen.

That night, my friends and I went to the bar to drink.

"Jia Ming!" Suddenly, across several tables and almost a hundred decibels of music, someone stood up and waved. He is a primary school classmate I haven't seen for years. I went with beer. Smile. Hello. Hello. Best wishes. Make an appointment for the next party.

Life is nothing more than such a program. If it can be organized clearly, everything will come naturally. It's hard for others to see your inner response. I have always looked down on feelings. True, but not at all. There is no way. This character has always been, there is no way.

After drinking for seven minutes, everyone collapsed. The sudden music stopped at midnight. For a moment, I mistakenly thought that time and space had changed to another world, the other side of the distant world. Alcohol burns in the body, so wild However, the world suddenly became quiet.

Wave goodbye at the door. I was very depressed to see them stagger home. No drowsiness. A man walked along the riverside avenue, his hands in his pockets, silent.

The early autumn wind leaking from the French phoenix tree brings coolness and fascination. Find a corner, I began to vomit.

It took me a long time to get up, and I plan to go home and have a good sleep. I just lifted my foot, but I tripped over a soft object and fell heavily before I had time.

By the street lamp, I saw a small white animal lying on the ground, shaking all over. His eyes sparkled like jewels. That kind of eyes don't know how many times clearer than human beings, and they really deserve the word "wolf". I stayed for a while and picked it up.

Its body is soft and warm, but its eyes are full of alienation and fear, very deep fear.

I was hit by that look. I took a deep breath and hesitated to give up. However, it may be that I am worried about wine, and I can't bear it.

The next day, the weather changed suddenly, and the west wind became tighter. I felt dizzy and woke up at noon. Pain all over, * * * get up, only to find that sleeping on the sofa. A blue and white plaid towel blanket slipped from the chest.

Towels and blankets are very old and always fall off. I left it for a while, but I can't find it. But it suddenly appeared. The room is also surprisingly clean. Water stains on the floor, a small pot of daisies on the coffee table in the corner of the sofa, faint fragrance.

It's like going the wrong way and going to the wrong room. A few years ago, there was a movie in which the hero strayed into another city and entered the life of another man. Same road, same room, same layout, so I still don't know. That adventure was breathtaking-what happened after that? It can only be love.

"Wake up? How nice! " A voice as thin as a silver bell greets happily, so does the wind. What appeared in front of me was a woman in a long skirt with delicate facial features, putting a thin hand on my forehead. "How do you feel? Still dizzy? "

I was so scared that I jumped off the sofa and shouted barefoot, "Hey! You ... who are you and how did you come to my house? "

Her expression seemed shocked: "Didn't you take me home last night?"

"Oh, I see." I was startled. Hurriedly looking for pants to put on, while wearing a tie, he took out his wallet and hurriedly took out some bills and handed them to her. "Is it enough?"

I have never had the courage to answer such a coquette. Last night, I must have been crazy.

Giggling, she pushed my hand away and turned to bring me a bowl of tremella lotus seed soup: "Drink it while it's hot ..."

I smashed the bowl heavily and frowned and asked, "How much do you want?"

"I don't know." She honestly replied, "I just want to live here, as if I could ..."

I was completely fooled. I was at a loss for a moment. Maybe not the kind of person who is sophisticated. There is always an uncontrollable feeling about the opposite sex.

"You can call the police!" I was stupid enough to remind her to leave.

"Where do you live? I can give it back to you ... no, if you insist, I can send you back? "

Her eyes lit up obviously: "Can you take me back? Really? "

"Where do you live?" My mood began to improve.

"I live in the world of foxes!" She took my arm and pointed to a snow-white fox skin in the corner. "I'll put it on now, and you can take me back, ok?"

As she spoke, she swept away like a breeze, jumped into the snow fox skin and turned into a fox, with her head held high and her eyes shining like jewels, looking at me expectantly.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

This fox named Xinxiang has lived in my house ever since.

/kloc-The area of more than 0/00 square meters is enough for her to clean up every day, or put a big flaming bird of paradise in the corner. In her spare time, she also watches movies, laughs or cries.

I'm used to it. A single man may be able to live alone all his life, but it seems more comfortable to have someone to help you cook and wash clothes carefully.

She returned the bed to me and curled herself up on the sofa in the middle of the night.

Just because I accidentally drank too much that night, I can't go back, fox.

She seems to have only one way to go. I don't know. It's hard to be human.

On this day, I bought a small bed and had it delivered. I told Xinxiang that she could stay in the utility room next door on the left for a while, but she should leave as soon as possible.

"Where to?" She asked me.

"How should I know?" I shrugged. "You can't be with me forever."

"It's not impossible ..." She pouted to herself.

I was angry: "Hey, you seem to forget that I have the right to live alone."

"Did I give you any trouble?" She asked me innocently.

*** 。 How can a normal man live with a fox who can only become an adult? It is almost impossible to explain how clear science is. If it weren't for the love between men and women in this world, everyone would have stood up and said it.

I am a careless person, and I can only do nothing in the face of such strange things.

Time will always give the answer. I'm too lazy to investigate the cause and effect of a different fox.

As always, the days have passed, and I am watching new stories and new stars in my own audio-visual line. Time flies quickly.

On this day, Xiang invited people to drink again. By being drunk, I asked my friends for advice. How can I get rid of the women around me?

"Ah! About money! Otherwise, it will be miserable. "

I cried in despair, "It's not that bad! What is it! "

The friend smiled vaguely: "Did you finally break the child's body?"

I laughed with anger, looked up and drank all the beer, burped and danced unsteadily. Several seductive fireworks women approached and smiled and suggested, "Buy me a drink?"

I snapped my fingers and motioned for the bartender to bring them a glass of red wine. I was turning around and saw a familiar figure.

Such a terrible number. I suddenly woke up, rushed over and grabbed Xinxiang's arm and laughed sadly: "How did you come to this place?"

"You can come. Why can't I come? " Xinxiang asked me strangely, shook off my hand and merged into the crowd. The time of wild disco was deafening, and the whole bar began to shake its head and pour into the dance floor. I squeezed hard in the crowd, squeezed hard, and I couldn't see the fragrance anymore.

Suddenly, I was no longer interested, so I hurried to say goodbye to my old friend and went home.

She did not come back. She did not come back.

I was so angry that I packed her clothes and stuffed all her daily necessities into a huge suitcase. Then, I left them at the door.

Then, I moved the cot.

When I moved out of the bed, a prominent wooden nail cut my palm and blood flowed out. I couldn't stop. I don't care. I gritted my teeth and insisted on breaking the wooden bed into pieces. Until they cannot be broken.

The blood of the palm splashed on the gamboge, one drop east and one drop west.

Sitting in the scattered pieces of wood, I suddenly lost all my strength and gasped. Hold the wound with your hand, as if it could relieve the pain.

I don't know why I am so angry ... and a little sad. ...

I sat in the living room until half past three in the morning. The DVD player is always on. A desperate and lively fire wandered in the clouds, and the vineyard was full of laughter. I have been staring at the TV, and every time the plot changes, I just whisper and pass by.

In a daze, I heard a whisper outside the door and jumped up.

Suddenly opening the door, I met a handsome guy, blushing and waving away. Xinxiang gawked at his young figure jumping around the corner.

I handed the suitcase to Xinxiang, and she stared at me in surprise, as if she really went to the wrong door.

Then, she said to me calmly, "Goodbye!"

I looked at her coldly and reminded her that there was no need to see her again.

"But what should I do? Actually I can't go back. " Xinxiang suddenly turned around when she went downstairs, stared at me and bit her lower lip slowly. "I want to tell you that I am an ordinary woman in this world, and I will never be the same again."

I am stupefied. What does this mean? At that time, I didn't know what kind of expression to use to deal with such an answer, so I had to ignore her and slam the door.

I can't wait for the whole building to collapse ... why did she go to a place like that to be the smile of a fireworks girl?

It's dark and cold.

Suddenly regretted it. I chased him out, and Xinxiang didn't know where he went.

Facing the night sky, I shouted twice in an empty voice.

In the dark night, my shouts, like the background music of some movies, are full of unpredictable intentions and echo so sparsely. However, she didn't look back. Maybe she didn't hear it, or maybe she just went for a walk on the beach by the river with that handsome boy.

Time folds, fox spirit has gone to the end of the world.

No matter how I call her, she won't come back. The world shrinks into a ball. I saw Xinxiang dancing alone in the distant world. Smile alone.

This brave fox. It turned out to be a mortal.

After that, for a long time, I could forget almost anyone, any love.

I've never seen this smell again.

It's the New Year, and then the Lantern Festival in fireworks.

I wander alone in the street and often stay up late. Sometimes I go to bars and get drunk with strangers I know.

After the road where I met Xiangxiang at that time, I would subconsciously lower my head to see if it was possible to meet a drunken fox.

Drunk for a long time.

One day in June, I was sitting in the shop listening to saxophone when suddenly the fragrance rushed in.

I haven't seen her for a long time. She is much thinner. Smile in front of me and ask me if I want to buy an insurance. I glared at her and refused angrily.

She wouldn't have a bad life without me. Although I have lost weight, that kind of beauty is still not possessed by the mortal world.

She saw the hesitation in my eyes and smiled and took my hand: "Are you still angry with me?"

I finally couldn't help laughing and gave her a friendly hug.

This foreign body from the fox world has really integrated into human society and can even sell insurance.

I don't know what she can protect, maybe it won't be love.

She is still too far away from me. Even though we hugged, I still felt that distance.

Xinxiang said, that kind of distance, I gave myself.

I've never been far from you. She smiled gently. Every day, I will watch you open the shutter, open the door alone, make tea and play music. Watching customers loiter in it.

Did you miss me? She asked with a smile.

I bowed my head. This fox is crazy.

There is a northeast dumpling restaurant with a small storefront, which is really lively. Xinxiang often leads me in an alley. She said she liked the human touch here.

Jiaozi is not as delicious as expected, but since the host is warm and kind, there is nothing to be picky about.

We have been there many times, and the host will shout when he sees us. Hey, two bowls of jiaozi, remember not to put parsley!

Coriander is a kind of vegetable that many people like to eat. It has a strong special flavor.

But I'm particularly sensitive to that smell, and I can't help feeling uncomfortable. So, Xinxiang and I never eat this kind of jiaozi.

That time was the best time for me to be with Xinxiang. Never again.

I mean, then we had another chance to fall out.

When we met that day, we should have packed up after work and prepared to travel to Guilin the next day. Suddenly Xinxiang informed me that she couldn't go.

"Why?" I lost my temper and didn't listen to her explanation.

I ran away alone and went to a bar to drink, feeling very depressed. He actually saw Xinxiang and a middle-aged man sitting in the corner laughing.

I was so angry that I rushed over and grabbed her hand and took her away.

Xinxiang threw it away hard and said coldly, "Didn't you just say that you would never see me again?"

I choked up and couldn't speak for a long time. Finally, I relented and walked away with a calm face, telling her that her opinion was right.

Actually, I'm so sad.

Xinxiang may have seen the pain and sadness on my face, caught up with me and whispered an apology behind me.

I stopped and asked her, "Who is that man? What does he want? "

Xinxiang stared at me and said, "That's my boyfriend. He proposed to me. "

"Why?" I asked her illogically.

"Because I also need love!" Xin Xiang shouted, "Do you love me or not? Love me or not? Say, do you love me or not? "

I froze.

A man who never knows what love is, how can I say it?

I looked down in despair. Yes, I was wrong. I don't love you, how can I keep you?

I have to let go.

"Say it, you coward!" Xin Xiang pinched my arm with tears and cried hard. "Say you love you, coward! Just say a word and I'll follow you! "

Suddenly I feel really creepy. Yes, I am afraid of love.

I only kept my head down, endured the unforgettable pain that she pinched on my arm, stood stupefied, and then suddenly said to her, "I'm sorry, I can't fall in love with you ..."

"Goodbye!" I finally escaped.

I dare not look back. Perhaps Xinxiang stood there waiting for me, waiting for me to tell her her long-awaited promise. ...

I don't hate my weakness. Really, I don't hate myself

All along, I don't know what love is like. I can't promise her easily and give her love. ...

I am used to seeing too much sadness. I won't let myself fall into the love affair between man and fox easily-although Xinxiang can't go back, she is no longer a fox spirit. ...

In fragrant words, I am a daffodil.

There is a god in the myth who is very narcissistic because he was born perfectly. Often when you look at your face in the water, you will mistakenly think that you are too peerless to find a partner.

Finally, one day, God slipped and drowned. His soul became a daffodil, shining on the water all day.

Xinxiang saw through my heart at a glance.

After breaking up, I have been lazy about love in this world. Love is not unheard of, some ladies sing around, and I am indifferent.

The heart is like death, it doesn't beat.

Indulge in my own world, I listen to songs, watch movies, drink and live.

Life can still pass, not as sad as others think.

But I still often have an illusion in my heart that Xinxiang will come out at any time and ask me gently, hey, do you think I didn't?

By this afternoon, Xinxiang broke into the house.

I smiled: "Do you remember coming back? I have been waiting for you for a long time. " Xinxiang stared at me: "Wait for me? Oh, is it necessary? "

I stepped forward to hold her hand and looked at her eyebrows carefully. It's still moving, only with some secular wind and frost.

"That bed, I put it together, just waiting for you to come back." I informed her politely.

Xinxiang pulled out her hand and took out a wedding sticker from her bag and handed it to me: "I'm sorry!" " "

I was shocked. Let go. I don't know who put a piano music in the shop. This is fate. Knock, knock, knock. ...

Knock on my heart one by one.

My smile froze.

"Don't do this ..." Xinxiang stroked my face. "Remember to love yourself."

I nodded, casually put the invitation in the cashier box, turned around and said to her calmly, "Goodbye!" " "

I wonder when Xinxiang left.

My shop doesn't close until midnight. I am too lazy to get up. Two young girls looking at the shop and their boyfriends went to the movies. They can't get enough movies in this shop.

Then I finally got up and called Xinxiang.

That phone number is unfamiliar. It's a man. Then, in a gentle voice, he asked who I was looking for.

I was even more sad after listening to it, so I had to hang up. Then close the door and go home.

The next day, Xinxiang came to the store again. I just got up and didn't have time to wash my dirty clothes last night.

Xinxiang smiled at me: "I really need someone to wait on me."

"No one else." I blurted it out.

Fragrant and silent.

"Do I still have a chance?" I grabbed her arm and asked hurriedly like a child.

"Why lie to yourself again?" Xinxiang's face darkened. "After all, you only love yourself, don't you?"

I can't talk.

Perhaps Xinxiang saw through me at a glance. Even if she turns back, she will get my goodbye sooner or later.

I bowed my head and said nothing, begging her to accompany me for another day, just one day.

Xinxiang readily agreed.

She said that she never hated me. It's just that I'm definitely not suitable for a woman like her.

What kind of talents are suitable? I really want to ask her. However, the pain is in my heart and I can't ask it.

Seconds keep turning, only one day, only one day.

I decided to eat jiaozi with Xinxiang again. I haven't been to that greasy alley with her for a long time.

Jiaozi remains the same, steaming world of mortals.

Sit down, Xin Xiang ordered two jiaozi. One leek pork and one coriander beef.

"But, you know I can't stand the strange smell of coriander!" I * * *.

"No, that one belongs to me. In fact, I have always liked to eat coriander ... "A subtle smile passed over the fragrant corners of my mouth.

I shouted in despair, "The fragrance of coriander will reach me. I will definitely faint when I smell it for a second. "

"Oh, poor man, fragile man-shall I change the table?" Xinxiang calmly discussed with me.

Looking at her handbag, I was suddenly surprised. Stand up and pull her away and press her on the chair.

"You really don't mind?" Xinxiang looked up and asked me calmly, "Are you sure you can stand the smell of coriander?"

There is no expression on her face. Throughout the evening, there was no expression on her face, just like a marionette, and there were no moving organs on her face, so she never moved.

My heart seems to have been stabbed by her coldness, and the hot liquid began to splash.

"I don't mind anything." I promised slowly.

At that moment, no one could understand the pain I couldn't stop.

"You have changed a lot." Sweet and low-headed.

I'll wait. However, she stopped talking and sat there, playing with a snow-white spoon. Her hands are whiter than porcelain and have no blood. Oh, so she's tired, too.

I really want the woman in front of me to lean on my shoulder and live a good and happy life from now on. Don't worry about love.

However, she no longer loves me. Gave up loving me. When I gave her so much torture and pain, and finally I could repay her happiness, she gave me up.

Jiaozi served, and the fragrance of coriander is really strong. The smell of sex makes me want to throw up. However, I was careful not to frown.

Xinxiang, if this is the beginning of your torture, then I bravely accept it. I'm afraid you're too lazy to torture me.

Let's start with this jiaozi. At that time, I was lovelorn, and you accompanied me to eat jiaozi in this dumpling restaurant. Xiang, you said, delicious but jiaozi, comfortable but lying down. Therefore, it must be easy to satisfy. So, if you are unhappy, come here with me to eat jiaozi, and feed yourself and you will be happy.

You promised to stay with me. Why did you change your mind? Maybe love is really a very important thing.

Xinxiang put a jiaozi with chopsticks. Suddenly, she covered her mouth and smiled faintly.

"What are you laughing at?" I also smiled and inexplicably wiped my face, thinking there was a black mark.

"Look at your uncomfortable appearance." Xinxiang advised me, "Do you want to eat separately?"

"no!" I stubbornly held her: "I don't want to be separated again in this life."

"What did you say?" The scent will change color.

"I love you." I solemnly swear in front of a table full of greasy people.

"Don't be childish, Jia Ming." The fragrance sighs lightly.

Her expression is very real. In fact, she is just afraid that I will let her fall into the abyss of feelings again. Between us, she has been walking a tightrope on that abyss.

Oh, Xinxiang, stop pretending. This time, I must admit to you that I really loved you. I love you so much that I never want to lose it again. If you are willing to accompany me and need me to say those three words, then I will agree.

Xinxiang turned her face, asked the waiter to add half a pot of Shanxi vinegar, and then calmly reminded me: "Jiaming, don't be childish."

"I am not naive!" I said word for word, "Let's get married, shall we?"

"There is no chance, Jia Ming." Xinxiang suddenly lowered her head and shrugged her thin shoulders. For a long time, I handed her a tissue.

With that, she opened her purse, took out a photo of Kim's happiness and handed it to me with both hands. Her hands are very stable.

That wedding card was so heavy that it slipped through my fingers several times. I picked it up again and again in confusion. My hands are always shaking. On red paper, the names of the two protagonists are vivid.

When Xi Cambodia fell to the ground for the last time, I bent down in pain and couldn't get up again.

"Nothing?" She approached me in a friendly way and helped me.

"No need." Taking a deep breath, I pretended to laugh, put a plate of jiaozi on the table, poured a big bottle of red chopped pepper on the white jiaozi, and began to eat like crazy.

The chopped pepper in the newly opened altar is bitter and salty, which makes people unable to swallow. Something seems to have blocked my throat and I can't eat anything. Jiaozi in this dumpling restaurant is really getting worse and worse. I tried to swallow it, but I just couldn't swallow it. I couldn't swallow it. Jiaozi got stuck in my throat, and I quietly shed tears, lowered my head, chewed hard, chewed hard, chewed this plate of jiaozi, and this plate of sadness.

After eating jiaozi, we stood at the door. The sunshine at noon is really harsh, making people's eyes dazzling, as if water had fallen from the world.

"How about another cup of coffee?" I discussed with Xinxiang, "Last time."

Xinxiang thought for a long time, and I repeated, "For the last time, ok?"

In her eyes, there is something called pain, flashing, flashing.

In the afternoon, although the Blue Bean Cafe was not closed, it was particularly deserted.

Coffee, her Nanshan, my charcoal.

On the coffee plate, there are two cubes of sugar and a small bag of milk. On the sealed plastic shell of my bag of milk, the meaning of luck is written: friendship.

And the bag in front of her, although also milky white, represents happiness.

What does this mean?

"It's so bitter!" I put down my glass and stuck out my tongue with a wry smile. After adding two cubes of sugar, charcoal coffee touched the tip of the tongue and had a strong and pure bitter taste.

Xinxiang handed her own sugar cubes with a small spoon.

"No need." I stared at her with a smile. "In fact, coffee is coffee, and no amount of sugar can remove its bitterness."

Xinxiang turned and looked at a golden sunflower on the wall.

That sunflower is not the one that crazy Van Gogh met.

I suddenly told her a joke: Van Gogh was crazy. One year, he cut off his ear and gave it to his favorite one at that time. Just because that * * * said she liked his ears.

"What do you want, you tell me ..." I smiled softly and despairingly.

Xin Xiang's eyes flashed a trace of panic, then she lowered her head and stirred the cup of hot coffee back and forth with a small steel spoon. Coffee without sugar cubes does not need to be stirred like this.

"No, no, no, I want you to be fine." She whispered to herself.

"But, without you, there is no skylight in my world. How can I see clearly?" I sigh.

"Jia Ming, I think I don't love you anymore."

"But I love you." Ghost story.

"It's too late, too late. It is not so easy for you to lie to me now. " She smiled. Her words are like a knife.

"It's never too late to love someone."

"I won't look back-"Xin Xiang looked up and asked me sternly. "once, twice ... how many times do you have to hurt me before you will be willing?"

"I would rather hurt myself than hurt you again ..." I said bravely.

"If so, let me go and let me find my happiness ..." Xinxiang said firmly, "If I can choose, I will say goodbye to you again. But you have to know that sometimes, because there is no turning back, goodbye may just mean never seeing each other again. "

I stayed. Have you ever been so determined? Oh, it smells good.

It turns out that she really won't love me anymore. There is no turning back.

The reason for saying goodbye to me is that I will never see you again. It's cruel to say goodbye like this.

I thought I could finally find my own happiness after countless troubles. However, no matter how hard I try, happiness is always an inch away from me, which makes me mistakenly think that I can arrive, and once I arrive, it becomes out of reach.

Finally, I was defeated. Leaning on the sofa and staring at the ceiling, there are also tiny and brilliant sunflowers. They gradually bloom on the ceiling, in full bloom, without fragrance and feelings.

Coffee is cold. It's getting cold, too. We must stand up and say goodbye to each other.

Cold food tastes bitter and astringent.

"Oh, Xinxiang, don't say goodbye to me again, ok?" I stood up, grabbed her arm tightly and begged her, "Don't say goodbye again, ok?"

These two words always sting me.

Xinxiang stood in a dimly lit corner, bowed her head and hesitated for a long time, then said firmly and gently, "Goodbye."

High-heeled shoes beat on the wooden floor of the cafe, making a cry of understanding.

Such a sharp and depressing voice, every time, every time, seems to step out of a blood hole in my sadness. Holding my heart, I bent down like a cramp, suddenly became unstable and fell straight down the shallow stairs.

However, the fragrance of saying goodbye never looked back. Never look back.

The waitress's exclamation only made her pause for a moment, and then, as if she had just said goodbye, she made a long-made decision and never regretted pulling open the wooden door again. A dazzling light was introduced by her figure and then disappeared with her figure. The dust dancing in the light also disappeared in an instant.

I got up, patted the dust on my clothes, and went upstairs and sat down.

I know I won't go after her. It's no use chasing again. All she wants is to leave, but leave. I have to let go. About this matter, it is just a casual misunderstanding in time and space. How can I not let go?

Sitting in the cafe, I was alone. I really don't know when it is appropriate to leave.

This love, I really don't know, when I sit alone, just right, leave.