Liu Xuan's You Can Love Me.

"Pepe, how's your job search going?" Zheng Fei ignored Tomlinson's provocation and turned to ask me.

I said, "I'm looking for it. Almost solved. It is a translation company. "

Lin Sen posted it and asked, "Is it reliable? Why don't I find someone to introduce you, five insurances and one gold, paid holidays, whatever. "

"Call your wife to introduce? Forget it, I don't want to owe this favor. "

"What, you don't want to owe the world a penny, but ..." It was noisy in the hot pot restaurant, and the second half of Lin Sen's sentence was drowned out by voices. Seeing that I didn't hear him, he leaned down in my ear and said, "You don't have to return what you took from me."

I am used to this boy's sweet talk. I coaxed a woman into saying a few words, and I could take every word seriously. I have become his eighth wife, so I raised my mouth and teased him: "I still have to bother to get it." Should I hand it over myself? " Tomlinson listened to zheng, want to say something. I turned to Mo Mo and saw him take out his mobile phone frequently. I can't help asking, "Do you have an appointment?"

"No, just look at the time." DOG shook his head and raised my hand to stroke his long hair. "Have you finished eating? Aren't you going to sing? "

So everyone quickly closed the stalls and killed the till.

six

After entering the box, Zheng Fei shouted that the hot pot was not full. She wanted to eat the expensive and unpalatable buffet here. We all coaxed her into ordering directly, which was more cost-effective, so she ordered a table to eat there alone. The smell of food in the room makes us dizzy. Isn't she here to sing? Stay away from her.

Momo grabbed Mai, and first came a song "Can't take my eyes off you", which he must sing. I saw his eyebrows locked under long black hair, his eyes closed, singing a sweet and bitter love song. In the dim light, Meng Jiangnv looks like crying on the Great Wall.

Next, like a sweet reunion, we old gang members sang several songs in succession. How many good sisters do you have? Old songs such as "The Stars Light Up" and "The Sailor", and as long as Lin Sen and I are present, we will sing "The World of mortals" in duet. Although our duet and affectionate voice and smile are a little deliberately mean, in fact, no one knows that when I am alone, when the prelude of this song rings, my heart and my eyes tremble and my nose is sad until the lyrics "Easy to come and go/decades of people's travel/separation and reunion/eternal sadness of love and hate" are together, as long as the surrounding atmosphere is depressed enough,

After living in this world for a long time, everyone will have a song in his heart. This song is not just a few words and sounds, but tied to your memory, which will make you suddenly insane, either laughing or crying.

This song is a mental bomb to me. When I was a child, I often listened to this woman's long and indirect voice singing "There is still a faint whisper/follow our legend in the world" on TV, radio and the stereo floating outside the window. I was young and didn't know much. I guess this song is about love until death do us part.

At that time, my parents were quarreling every day. It was this song that I saw in my eyes and listened to in my ears. I feel sorry for my precocity, and I feel that I can't get the legendary love after all my life.

My mother was beautiful when she was young. She looked like Brigitte Lin. Because of my father's ugliness, I can't completely reproduce her amazing face.

When the educated youth went to the countryside, all the promising young men in the village chased my mother. Her old man's heart is high and she doesn't take the usual road, and she doesn't like it. She was moved by my not-so-handsome father, by a bunch of wild flowers in stormy spring and by a handful of corn in winter.

He swore to cherish my mother, but soon after I was born, he began to cheat. They fought every day until my mother revealed that there was evidence at the scene, and finally left without saying a word.

After the little farce, I saw the big picture. Now, their respective relationships are thriving. When I was hurt by the fish in the pond, I lost the ability to love. I have always locked my heart, for fear of accidentally falling in love with others, hurting myself and taking advantage of passers-by who should be jostling with each other.

So I love Zheng Fei. She is different from me. The girl's heart hung almost naked outside her clothes. Once she falls in love, she always goes all out, and the tragic momentum of indomitable spirit makes even moths cry.

She didn't leave any for herself, so she was injured, that is, she was fragmented and wiped out.

After propping up her stomach, she began to sing Race with the Bull. She began to cry from the first sentence, crying and singing. She also explained to me with a half-eaten meal: "I am propped up. Hey, I really supported it. "

We couldn't bear to expose her, picked up the microphone in our hands and sang along. In the loud "red dust, rolling, silly, affectionate/meeting, disappointing", she finally spit out the food in her mouth and grinned. Finally, we all giggled like fools.

"Fuck boiled meat slices!" Zheng Fei suddenly binged drinking, stretched out his hands and hugged us together, and said emotionally, "I've had enough of you. In the end, we are still friends ... Only friends can last a lifetime."

"yes." Lin Sen has the longest arm. He hugged us tighter, stared at me with sparkling eyes in the shadow and said, "May our friendship last forever."

There was a rumble of harmony in the stereo behind us: I don't know how sad the years are on earth. ...

Why not race with the bull?

seven

Tomlinson and Zheng Fei sang "I won't be a big brother for many years". At this time, Momo flipped through his mobile phone and hurried up to pick it up outside. I just want to go to the toilet because I drank a lot of coke. I happened to bump into him in the corridor with a mobile phone, and he was answering "mm-hmm". When I turned around and saw me, I was obviously surprised. Suddenly I hung up the phone without saying goodbye.

After Zheng Zheng, I immediately got a clue from his flush face and ethereal eyes-there are thousands of base men in the world, but there is only one Hao Dawei-and being able to say a few words casually made him feel helpless.

"I have never been an idle person who cares about who others want to date ..." I said to him calmly, "But you are Momo, and you are not others. I can't watch you ... "-watch you jump off a cliff and break into pieces.

I thought he would answer "I know", but I didn't expect him to bite his teeth and say, "But he kissed me."

"Can that be called kissing?" I am in a hurry.

Momo's kiss means that shortly after he met Hao Dawei, a group of people went out to drink and play the game of kings-everyone who played it knew that the game was more and more bottomless-and finally someone assigned a number to kiss a mage, namely Momo and Hao Dawei.

Tomlinson and I were there, thinking about how to block ink and ink. Unexpectedly, Hao Dawei, who didn't know whether he was delirious or insane, didn't resist, so he picked up the ink and chewed it.

He finished kissing, but he was involved in Mo Mo, and he was intoxicated in that dream all his life.

"He's married." I restrained myself. I don't want to rush up and grab his arm and shake him and shout "wake up!" " Like a stubborn protagonist in a Hong Kong drama who watches his relatives drink too much. Just calmly warned him, "Don't bring disgrace to oneself."

DOG said sadly, "Pepe, that's it, just leave it alone?" Leave me alone, okay? "

I sighed and couldn't say anything.

People say that if the heart doesn't move, it won't hurt. Here in Momo, I am moved. It's seventeen or eighteen Harley-Davidson. I can't pull it back.

eight

After coming out of KTV, a group of us bought food and drink at "7- 1 1" and ran to Chang 'an Avenue to crush the road. We talked about the international situation and the record high housing prices, and then went down to the topic that "the woman in front wears thin skirts and underwear, and standing on the street without sleeping at night must be a special industry." After that, Lin Sen rewarded me with both refined and popular tastes.

Before I could sleep for an hour, I received a phone call from my parents asking me to go out for dinner at noon. I lay in bed pretending to be dead and didn't want to move. I received a message from Dong Bin asking me to go out for western food at noon. I decided to make an appointment with my parents. I am grateful to my parents, so I don't have to meet my boyfriend who fell from the sky alone.

Interestingly, after meeting my parents, I really hate not being with Dong Bin. It doesn't matter if I eat western food in the secret room for half a year, as long as I can know the truth later, even if it's so late. ...

Maybe it would be better? I asked myself.

No, never.

Even when the truth comes out on my deathbed, my hatred will not be weakened.

nine

The meeting place is in Dawanju. I really can't escape the dinner these days when I just returned to China. Before the food was served, my father spoke first and told me to shake my hand with a teacup and pour water.

He said, "Why did you come back when you came back? If you are homesick again, at least stick to it. What a pity! "

"Why did I go home ..." I tried to put the kettle aside calmly, holding my mouth and smirking. "Because no one gave me tuition."

I thought my father pretended to be innocent afterwards, but he showed a puzzled expression.

I had to endure the stabbing pain from my stomach, patiently dig out the unbearable memories and repeat them. I briefly explained that after I was admitted to Sakura Merrill Lynch University, I couldn't afford the tuition alone and called home for help. At that time, my aunt answered the phone. She said that the whole family was against me being alone in a foreign land, and no one subsidized my tuition, telling me to give up studying and go back to Beijing to find a job.

After listening to it, Dad concluded without thinking: "Impossible!" He said that my aunt never told him that I helped him pay his tuition, otherwise I would pay whatever he said. According to my aunt, I was so homesick that I insisted on coming back.

I panicked and defended myself.

My mother listened silently and the atmosphere became tense. With a wave of his hand, Dad seemed to be laughing heartily to relieve the smell of gunpowder in the air. The coffin was covered and decided, "You must have listened to your aunt's phone!"

"impossible!" My hand is holding the tablecloth under the table, my heart is pounding and my insides are about to explode. I restrained my excitement and tried to express the fact calmly: "She clearly told me that you missed me and asked me to come back. She would never give me tuition!"

"You-"Dad stared at me like a child who didn't understand. He raised his hand to me and shouted, "Shut up! Don't provoke the relationship between our family! "

He's still like that. For so many years, I have never fulfilled my responsibilities as a father, but I always hold the airs of my elders-because I am your father, I am right in everything I do.

Once I try to persuade him against his will and turn him upside down, I will be disobedient and rebellious in his eyes.

Moreover, when he said "our home", he meant the Ling family. It's his parents, a brother and a sister. I'm not in it. He never counts me in at home.

"Why should I lie?" I asked him, but he couldn't answer.

This is ridiculous. This is ridiculous. Because I am an outsider, I want to break up your family, right?

I didn't say anything more. I stood up and rushed out. My mother caught up with me, leaving a table of cold dishes and that powerful Linghu sword.

10

My mother scolded me in my ear when she drove me home. She is a strong and provocative woman, but she is cruel, otherwise she will not laugh at her cheating ex-husband. She even bought long pants in cold weather and asked me to send them there. She also told me not to let Ling Hu Jian's girlfriend know that she bought it.

She said that Ling Hu Jian suffered a lot when she was a child. The Ling family was originally a nobleman. After a storm, there was only one bag of rice left in the family's property. He is the boss, fighting with people outside for a corn, running in the river to catch fish and being chased by wild dogs, all in order to support his siblings, and he is hungry, and he is no taller than his sister as an adult.

His brothers and sisters depend on him wholeheartedly, and the people he trusts most in this world are his brothers and sisters.

So my aunt and I have two sets of diametrically opposite statements, and he must believe her and not me.

After all, it is more important for my daughter to stay with him every day after she is sensible than her sister who peeled bark and grew up together.

In order to comfort me, my mother is still scolding on a large scale, even scolding the car with a white flag in front. That's what happens when she's at a loss. I hope that by scolding, I can arouse my own identity, accompany her to scold, scold, scold, shift my focus from A to B, and gradually forget my original troubles.

But I didn't say a matching word, I didn't listen to anything, and I didn't even bother to choose an expression to hang on my face.

My heart is dying. In other words, I am at this moment.

I went home with a gray head hole.

I've always been a black-and-white person, and I hate all the mysteries that hide. Even if I read a book, I will never touch the unfinished work. Yes, even if you die, you can't die in ignorance.

I pulled myself together and thought, I can't. What good is it for my aunt to lie to me?

Or is she just a person who wants to hurt my promotion? It is not impossible. There are such people in this world. Hello, she can't get a penny. You are not good, she still can't get a penny of benefits, just like to see you are not good.

Unless I really misunderstood? At that time, because the blow was too great, the brain may have been stimulated, and the memory may not be biased. While fumbling for memories, I unconsciously opened my laptop and logged into QQ. I haven't been there since I came back from Japan. I saw menstruation's daughter-my cousin-and her signature was: I want to fly to England alone. I'm so nervous. God bless this good girl.

For an instant, I felt like I had been struck by lightning, and my dark mind lit up and became clear.

Although the Ling family survived the most difficult period and began to get rich, the prudent aunt always kept her money tight. From her home to her daughter's primary school, which penny was not won by crying with her grandfather?

I think he must have said at grandpa's house that I gave up my studies and wanted to come back. She was afraid that I would ask grandpa for money. She is afraid that I will take my cousin's share and delay her daughter's study abroad!

Things are clear. I thought I would be so angry that I would break everything I could get, but I didn't even drop a tear. I'm afraid it's because I know everything is a fait accompli, whether I'm crazy or not, and nothing can change-I'm back-I can't go back.

Just when I feel angina pectoris and want to go to bed and sleep forever, a QQ marked "tender grass" pops up a dialog box:

Honey, you are finally online. Where have you been?

Are you still in Japan?

If I go back to China, I want to see you.