I like her for six years and live together for three years. On my birthday, I declared that she had a boyfriend. What should I do?

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1

My name is He Che Yun. I fell in love with a girl when I was eighteen.

From California to new york, I chased 3926.26 kilometers.

She looked at me impatiently, her eyes were like peach petals, but she couldn't tolerate any tenderness for me. She said, "He Che Yun, I don't like you. You are so annoying. "

I'm not discouraged at all, but I think her coquetry is particularly tasteful.

On her 24th birthday, I made a dress and picked flowers from the old lady's back garden. Among all the beautiful girls in bud, I chose balloon flowers.

The flower language of balloon flower has two sayings, one is "eternal love" and the other is just the opposite-hopeless love.

I actually wanted to send her a bunch of stars all over the sky. A movie said, "Do you know what the flower language of Mantianxing is? I would like to be a supporting role. No one knows that I have always loved you. I love you, just like a thief with stolen goods. I never dare to expose myself in broad daylight. "

At that moment, I suddenly understood why people around me would cry and feel the same way. I don't know why, my eyes are slightly moist, perhaps because of my humble opening, or because a line suddenly assimilated my young and ignorant feelings.

I picked a lot of balloon flowers from my landlady, and there was a little mud on the flowers and leaves. Maybe I accidentally spilled mud on the ground when I watered it. There are a few drops of morning dew on the petals. If you approach it carefully, you can smell the cold in your heart and spleen in the morning.

I soaked them in good water in the washbasin, washed them carefully, and carefully cut off the extra branches and leaves with scissors. After washing, I picked them up one by one and gently wiped the water off the leaves with clean paper. After it's finished, it's almost two hours.

The next step is the last step, then wrap them with the bought flower paper, carefully tie their flower branches together with ribbons, and finally put the wrapped Bulgari necklace in the middle of the balloon flowers, and you can finish it. Looking at the satisfactory finished product, my eyes overflowed with laughter.

Her birthday party was held in her apartment. I can't wait to see her in advance. I know all her friends. Soon Ange sent me a message: "Come on."

I took the flowers in the mirror and checked them back and forth many times. My eyes are full of affection. I practice my lines in front of the mirror: "Happy birthday, Zhao Man, be my girlfriend."

Be my girlfriend. I have to tell her hundreds of times a year. At first, she would be angry with me and her face would be thin and red. A pair of watery eyes, like spring water, make people move. Now they have been trained by me, and sometimes even when they are happy, they will reply to me like a real one: "OK."

I drove downstairs to her house. It was the first time I wore a suit and tie to see her. I was twenty-four and six. I want a result.

I admit the good and the bad.

2

It was the first time I saw Xu. He has a pair of heroic eyebrows and sharp sideburns, and his narrow eyes hide the arbitrariness of businessmen. I smell a crisis.

They are a group of people talking and laughing. Zhao Man leaned in his arms, his hands around his neck, peach blossom eyes full of tenderness, cheeks reddish, and his daughter could not hide her shyness.

I can't believe they are a good couple.

I stood at the door, trying to get in, but I couldn't move. I fell into an ice hole with joy. Maybe I can go up and ask, "Zhao Man, who is this?"

Then I listened to bring disgrace to oneself's answer: "He Che Yun, this is my boyfriend."

I left, and my platycodon grandiflorum was thrown at her door like a joke. Unfortunately, my love has become the latter-hopeless love.

17 years old, left China to go to school in California. My father said that the fourth young lady of the Zhao family is gentle and sensible, and she is still studying at the University of California. You can meet her.

That night, she paid attention to me I think his father may have said the same thing. "Che Yun, son of the royal family, is knowledgeable and also goes to school in California. You can redouble your efforts. "

I asked her to go surfing and she promised to confess. I looked at the photos in her life, smiling like a flower, and my crescent eyes were full of stars.

I'm looking forward to meeting her.

Her surfing skills are very good, but I am an amateur, and soon she became one with my friends around me.

She speaks fluent American English, and it is a pleasure to listen to her.

I brought her orange juice, and she threw her surfboard aside and ran towards me with a big smile on her face, brightening up such a barren beach.

"Aren't you going to play?" She was lying on the beach chair, biting the straw of orange juice, and I mumbled.

I smiled and thought she was really cute. The colorful bikini looks surprisingly good on her. She has a very good figure. The vest line in her abdomen shows that she often goes to the gym: "The technique is poor. Do you have time to climb mountains and play bowling together? " I tilted my head to her watery eyes and felt as if I saw Santa Claus's elk.

She bent her eyes and agreed happily: "Good." Then she seemed to think for a long time and said to me, "You seem to be different from what my father said."

"What did he say?" I'm a little interested.

"He said you were a prodigal son and told me to stay away from you." She was embarrassed to speak, as if afraid of my anger, blinking to observe my subtle expression changes.

"..." It turns out that her father wouldn't describe me as "knowledgeable".

"Guess what my father said about you?" I looked at her with a smile. She looked at me with some nervousness and some trepidation: "What did you say?"

I smiled and said, "My father said that Zhao Man, the fourth wife of the Zhao family, was gentle and sensible and asked me to marry you home."

She bit her lip, her cheeks were dyed red by the sunset, and her face was thin and red.

Maybe I pretended to be frivolous and made her feel like a playboy playing with people's feelings. Since then, my impression of me has been fixed on "the prodigal son returns".

There are many China students studying in California, and the place where I rent a house is a very kind old American lady with a pure American accent.

When I first brought Zhao Man back as a guest, she was very happy and smiled kindly. She picked a rose from her garden and handed it to Zhao Man: "You are so beautiful, like a rose in bud."

She happily took it, gave her an open hug and whispered, "Thank you."

When I went upstairs, Zhao Man said to me, "This is the first time I have received flowers from others. You have a good landlord. "

Obviously, she was in a good mood after receiving the flowers.

"You can move in. I just need a roommate. " I joked and opened my door for her.

"Very good." She changed her shoes and got into my sofa like a rabbit. I was stunned by her sudden release.

Forgive my lack of vocabulary, but I can't think of the right words to describe her transformation. Maybe that sentence describes her the same: "Quiet as a virgin, moving as a rabbit."

I brought her a can of coke from the refrigerator, and when I got to her, she was already lying on my sofa asleep. I raised my eyebrows and guessed that she might have gone to a disco last night. I put the steaming coke on the table and looked at the time. It's almost 1 1 point.

I took the food in the refrigerator to the kitchen, washed it, cut it and started cooking. I lost my mother in my early years and my father never got married. He has a lot of business matters and doesn't care about me. Most of the time, I live alone.

When I live alone, I feel that time is gentle, and that tranquility is gentle, even if I watch the sunset in Xishan.

I am an unmarried person, because I want to protect this peace.

But you must know that many things in this world can't be decided early, otherwise it will only be hit by fate.

I am an excellent example.

At that time, I only had some "ideas" about Zhao Man, and I haven't put them into action yet.

She has an excellent figure, a lovely face and a gentle temper. Who can not be moved by such a woman?

I made an egg and tomato soup, fried a shredded potato and green pepper, and soon it was out of the pot. I took out the rice and put it on the table. Before I called her, she got up, smelled it, rubbed her eyes and came towards me.

She tried to open her sleepy eyes and said to me, "He Che Yun, you can still cook." Her voice is a little delicate, and she may not be awake yet.

I handed her the chopsticks and said half jokingly, "I can do a lot." Marrying me is very profitable, sister. "

"If one day I am forced to get married in business, I hope it is you." She grabbed the food and slurred at me. Her cheeks were full of food. It was a hamster that ate secretly.

I suddenly understand why so many people like to raise pigs, dogs and cats, perhaps for the satisfaction of this moment.

Zhao Man ate my three bowls of rice, and there was almost no food on the plate. She touched her stomach, raised her hand and gave me a thumbs up, and sincerely praised: "He Che Yun, the food you cooked is really delicious."

I cleaned up the empty plates in front of me. This is the first time I have cooked without leftovers. She stood up and stopped me. She patted her chest and volunteered: "You cook and I wash the dishes. I, Miss Zhao Si, never take advantage of others. "

"..." Let her say all the good things.

I went to the sofa and sat down, drinking the coke just now, and listening to the sound of her banging the dishes behind me, I actually felt like a long stream of water.

three

Zhao Man moved into my apartment. I was only joking, but she took it seriously.

Later, I learned that she has a grumpy Russian roommate who always likes to go out for a drink at night and will be drunk when she comes back every night. My appearance is simply her lifeline.

I thought the sunset in the western hills was no longer gentle, because my heart was no longer quiet.

But I didn't expect that her schedule was abnormal. Usually, she is in the apartment except school or gym.

She has almost no bad habits. I can watch my sunset and occasionally hear her clear American pronunciation. She seems to be partial to Keats' poems and always likes to read his Ode to Autumn.

Then one night, she knocked on my door with tears in her eyes. I yawned and opened the door. She said to me with red eyes, "Can you accompany me?"

I didn't ask her what happened She gently lies on my lap, like an insecure child. I read poems to her all night. Unlike her, I prefer China's poems. They are even.

For a long time, she said to me, "He Che Yun, I want to go home."

"Do you miss China?"

"hmm."

At that moment, I suddenly understood why she was crying. Students studying in other places are separated from their old country by many mountains and rivers, and even the sun and the moon are time-sharing. During the day, that kind of yearning may be suppressed, but at night, it becomes Mr. Taibai's "sinking back, I suddenly think of home."

I said "I like you" to Zhao Man, not on Valentine's Day, but on Qixi. She hesitated for a moment, then bent her crescent-shaped eyes, tried to hide her red cheeks and said to me, "Get out."

Sometimes I tell her "I like you", and when she is bored, she will frown and hit me: "None of it is true."

She doesn't know, and sometimes the truth can only be said as a lie to avoid embarrassment.

In this way, she and I did everything between lovers in the name of friends. One night, she told me, "He Che Yun, I'm going to new york."

At that time, we were facing graduation, and I was going back to China to take over his company under my father's arrangement. It never occurred to me that she would go to new york.

I thought she would go back to China.

For a long time, I hugged her and said sincerely, "I like you." Be my girlfriend. "

Just kidding, I thought it would make the parting atmosphere better, but I didn't expect her to tell me that she had a fiance.

"He Che Yun, I have a fiance." She pushed me away and got up to pack.

I held her hand, and she tried to break me, but I squeezed it tighter and tighter: "Say it again? ! "

Inexplicable anger and anxiety, and inexplicable tension.

Maybe I pinched it too much. She blushed and said slowly, "I said I have a fiance, Che Yun!" " "She pushed me away, as if I were a person who made her extremely disgusted.

"Then what am I? You lived with me for three years, and we lived together for three years. What's the difference between being together and not being together? We just didn't talk about it, did we? " I tried to suppress my emotions and calm my uneasy heart and asked her softly.

Actually, I really want to shout it out, but I can't. I can't scare her.

"We are just friends." She picked up the wrapped box and walked past me. Her eyes are a little glittering and translucent, like the petals of a peach. Maybe I shouldn't hold her hand so hard.

You see, she has cried in pain, and so have I.

I hear my heart slowly cracking somewhere.

I was lying in an armchair, and there was no light in the room. From noon to dusk in the western hills, and then to the stars in the sky, I feel that my time alone is very difficult for the first time.

Somehow, I remembered Dickinson's poem in the elective course: If I don't see the sun/I can stand the shadow/But light up a new wilderness/My wilderness has formed/

I could have put up with the darkness/if I had never seen the sun/but the sun made me desolate/a new kind of desolation/

My world is quiet again. It seems that she has been here, and it seems that it is just my illusion. It seems that she has never set foot.

four

I went back to China and took over my father's work bit by bit. The company is thriving under my control, and I have little contact with Zhao Man.

I asked my father about my fiance. My father seldom got angry and scolded me: "The Zhao family sells daughters. Why do you ask this? "

Then, I got a call from Zhao Man. How can I imagine her present situation? Maybe I can ask her, how are you recently?

She said, "Will you come to my twenty-fourth birthday?" I can see her face through her trembling voice. She's nervous.

"Where is it?" I asked her in a low voice.

"California. I'll send you the address later, not far from where you used to live. "

She won't know that I bought my landlady's apartment, and she loves to grow flowers. Every time she comes back, she will cut a rose and hand it to me, asking me how Zhao Man is recently.

I also want to know, how is she recently?

Maybe I shouldn't have promised her that day, so I wouldn't be like a fool to pick the platycodon grandiflorum in the landlady's half yard.

What did that flower do wrong? Why is it obviously people's fault, but in the end it will be angry at the dead.

Looking at the intimacy with Xu, I don't even know how I got down from her house. I wandered aimlessly in the street with the steering wheel, like a child who lost his home and couldn't find his way home.

It turns out that liking someone will give in, and I hope she will be happy.

My heart is full of boiling love, and I am quietly suffocated by myself. No one knows what happened, and no one will. When I was eighteen, I fell in love with a girl who liked surfing in a bikini.

Maybe I used to be young and frivolous, trying my best to talk sweet words to other women. But I can't. Like to attack the city slightly, love cowardice. I secretly love you from everyone, including yourself.

On that day, I bought myself a bunch of pale blue stars all over the sky, missing the love that had left only ruins before I spoke.

If I hadn't checked Xu, maybe I would have really disappeared from the world, but when I looked at the results, I couldn't.

Xu raised a girl named, who has been raising her for eight years. I looked at the smiling face in the photo and really wanted to give Xu a good beating.

How could he do this to Zhao Man!

I did a stupid thing. I found Xu's pet and told her that Xu had a fiancee.

She didn't believe it and insisted on seeing Zhao Man. I haven't decided how to meet Zhao Man, but it happened that I met Zhao Man who was going home in that Michelin restaurant.

She looked at me, then at Shen Changqing, and asked me in some consternation, "Your girlfriend?"

I pretended to be calm and nodded, afraid of not cooperating, and quickly said, "I saw your fiance, Xu." It's good to be young and promising. "

She paused for a moment, and then smiled a little funny: "Xu Chenjia is so kind."

I can't tell whether she is really happy or far-fetched. All I know is that Shen Changqing turned pale and began to cry.

I quickly bid farewell to Zhao Man and led Shen Changqing out. At that time, I didn't know how stupid I am now. If I had known this out-of-control development, I wouldn't even look at Shen Changqing.

Who will look at their future sister-in-law? !

As expected, I broke up with Xu. I can see that Xu has a crush on Xu, but he is dead set on Xu.

In order to become a full member and leave Zhao, I have to play tricks like a woman.

There was a bidding competition in London in March, and I took Shen Changqing with me. Sure enough, jiesen couldn't live. He came up to me and asked me with a cold face, "What do you want?"

What do I want? I want Zhao Man. What do you say I want?

I didn't expect Shen Changqing to be such a helpless soldier. As soon as he saw Xu, he surrendered and shook everything out. Unexpectedly, Xu's friend standing by said, "What fiancee? Zhao Man is my brother's cousin and is related by blood!"

I took a step back, my body was a little unstable, my brain exploded like fireworks, and I was dizzy. (novel title: "Your eyes are full of vast galaxies", written by Shen Zhai)