Lu Yiwei couldn't stop smiling, and tears blurred his eyes. He hadn't cried for a long time, and today, the tears were for her.
He was afraid to recall it, but he couldn't bear to recall it. Recalling his previous relationships, the one that left the deepest impression on him was Su Meng.
The first failed marriage, and he didn't even have time to enjoy the taste of falling in love before he got married and had children. At that time, he was very easily satisfied, and he felt that he would never leave that remote small county. Instead of reaching for what was beyond his grasp, it was better to see the reality clearly and live a simple life wholeheartedly. To be honest, he was very happy and happy during that time, but happiness was always short-lived. Before he could touch his ex-wife's face, they had been ruthlessly separated.
When his life was at its lowest point, Su Meng appeared. Coming from the city, she brought the beauty of the outside world, and gave him the impulse and courage to go out for the first time. Frustrated in his career, he began to make money crazily. Money could fill the empty spiritual world, and it could also help him walk out of the small Beihe Town.
However, the world mercilessly tore his fantasy apart again. Su Meng left, so heartlessly. He waited for a long time, but all he got was the news of her marriage. Now he was very regretful. If he had insisted at that time, or even rushed into the wedding and took Su Meng's hand and ran away, maybe she wouldn't have ended like this.
The appearance of Xia Jinhe diluted his pain and ignited his desire for love. He devoted almost all his energy to carefully protect this hard-won love, especially at the moment when he got the marriage certificate. He was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. Who would have thought that she would suddenly disappear?
From then on, he no longer believed in love. It was also at this time that the injured Tong Huan fell into his arms. The two of them, who were in the same boat, decided to hug each other for warmth, and pursued love without hesitation. He thought that this time, their families weren't incompatible, but who would have thought that they would be strongly opposed by their families, just because of her past.
He was disappointed and frustrated again and again, and he had become numb. Until Zhang Zhiyuan suggested Fan Chunfang, he agreed without hesitation. It was said that it was impossible for people to flow into the same river, but history was always shockingly similar. He once again fell into the vicious circle and curse of marriage.
Aside from objective factors, Lu Yiwei kept reflecting on whether it was his own problem or whether the external forces were too strong. He seemed to have found the reason, but his heart still did not forget to chase after the surge of love. He knew this wasn't good, but he couldn't control himself. He wanted to break through the barriers of the secular world and pursue freedom, but his profession meant that he couldn't let go of himself.
Patience was his last straw of hope. He would not end his marriage with Fan Chunfang, nor would he challenge Fan Rongkui's bottom line. The only beacon in his heart now was to realize his ideals and ambitions.
"Roasted sweet potatoes, hot roasted sweet potatoes …"
Lu Yiwei tilted his head and saw an old man wearing a thick coat standing in front of an oven that had been modified from a paint bucket. Steam was rising from the oven, and a familiar aroma wafted from it. He got up and walked over. The old man greeted him enthusiastically, "Boss, give me some sweet potatoes. They're still hot. You'll feel warm after eating them."
"How much for a kilo?"
"One and a half dollars, ten dollars for eight kilos."
Lu Yiwei unzipped his coat and took out his wallet. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find the change. He passed him a hundred dollar bill and said, "Give me two, keep the change."
The old man was shocked and didn't dare to take the money. After a long time, he opened the oven and took out two sweet potatoes and handed them to him, "Eat them, it's free."
"How can this be?"
Lu Yiwei forced the money to him, took the sweet potatoes and left.
"Boss, boss, it's too much …"
Lu Yiwei didn't look back. He ate the hot sweet potatoes and continued walking. It was the taste of his childhood. He remembered that when he was young, his mother used firewood ashes to cook sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes for him. He and his sister squatted in front of the firewood and waited with wide eyes and drool. They couldn't wait any longer. They took the half-cooked sweet potatoes to the kang and happily ate them. They were so happy that their mouths were blistered.
In the blink of an eye, he was a father, and his parents were already old. Every time he thought of this, he felt an unspeakable pain in his heart. Even if it was for his parents, he couldn't let them live in fear.
The Xijiang River was too long. He might not be able to finish it tonight. Lu Yiwei walked along the stairs to the street. There was a sign on the side that said Wenhua Road.
He took out his phone and opened the text message from Pan Chengjun. Yes, the property he bought was at 32 Wenhua Road, Huajun Manor. Lu Yiwei rarely came here, so he looked around curiously. He didn't look for long. After a few steps, the sign with the words "Huajun Manor" appeared in front of him.
When he entered the gate, the security guard stopped him from entering. Lu Yiwei was about to argue with him when someone called him from behind. He turned around and saw it was Liang Qingru. He asked in surprise, "You live here?"
Liang Qingru was also surprised and nodded. "You live here too?"
"Uh … I have a friend who lives here. He's not here."
Liang Qingru understood and walked to the security guard. "He's my friend. Can I go in?"
The security guard looked left and right but didn't stop them.
The two walked in side by side. Liang Qingru said warmly, "I didn't expect to see you here. Did you drink too much tonight?"
Lu Yiwei said politely, "I'm alright. I drank a little."
"I drank a little too. It felt good. Hot-Pot and drinks are the best in this weather. Oh right, you promised to treat me to dinner. Don't go back on your word. "
Lu Yiwei smiled and said, "What's this? No problem."
Liang Qingru smiled brightly. "Which building and unit does your friend live in?"
"Building 7, unit 3."
"Oh, what a coincidence. I live here too."
"Is that so? Did you buy this house or did the unit give it to you?"
Liang Qingru pouted. "Why would the unit give me a house? It's not like I'm a big shot. I bought it myself. I can't leave anytime soon anyway. I might as well settle down here and sell it when I leave. Who knows, I might even make a fortune. "
As they spoke, they entered the lobby. Lu Yiwei took a closer look at her after they entered the elevator. She wasn't too tall, only about 1.6 meters. But she looked tall in her knee-high boots. Since they worked in the same building, they often met. These were the three places that left the deepest impression on him.
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