Brother Lu:
Hello, Brother Lu, the spring breeze was warm that night. You stood on the Jinzhai Bridge and called me. The bus passed through the colorful streets. I heard you yelling at me that you were lovelorn, and your voice choked like you had just finished crying. I got off the bus in a hurry, squatted on the roadside, and advised you to be open-minded. Things are changeable, and lovelorn is a required course, so don't be too sad. I know it's no use comforting people who are involved in it. You want to talk to someone, and I want to know some details. The story happened like this: at 3:00 that afternoon, the bus passed through the blooming pink kapok botanical garden to reach the girl's residence, It was a rusty red, crowded bus wrapped in a suffocating sweat smell. You had a long cold war, and you wanted to make reconciliation and recovery. You walked on the dusty asphalt road, turned into the lane facing demolition, took out the key and opened the door. The girl was not there. You sat on her bed, the ground was full of water marks, and the changed clothes were soaked in the washing machine, The sun shines through the window, the light column is suspended in the sky, and the fine dust is flying in the light. Your heart is calm, waiting for the coming storm. This has happened many times, you have been used to it, but no, she did not come that afternoon, and has never appeared. You glimpsed the traces of another man's life, and your heart corrected for a moment. In a moment, you thought it was a dream, You have never been here before. You pretended to be calm and stepped out of the door. You wandered in the street, dejected and dejected. Night slowly came down. You recalled every bit of the past, which was full of happy fragments, and forgot about hate. It seemed that it took a long time before you remembered that there was no room for recovery. You were lovelorn, the street lights were on, and the noise on the street had nothing to do with you. You walked onto the viaduct, Looking at the passing vehicles, it seems that they have been abandoned by the world. The viaduct winds up higher and higher from the ground. Suddenly, you inexplicably shout into the night sky, and tears finally burst out. You lean against the lamppost, like a child who has lost everything. In such careful thinking, I know that God must have sent me to your side at that time, You suddenly think of me and take out your mobile phone to talk to me.
It was the tail of the spring of 2008. I squatted on the roadside to listen to your heart and lungs for an hour. In autumn, time smoothed your scars. At that time, I had no fixed residence and no girl. You just changed your job and there was no girl. In the days without a girl, everything became simple. We got together and slept in the same bed, which was not unprecedented in the past. One night, you said mysteriously to me that you were going to pick up a girl in the evening. The next day you brought two girls. The story began to get complicated again: you were busy, looking for a job for the girl, renting a house, picking up and sending her to work. Soon, you and one of the girls got into deep and hot water. The best way to forget one relationship is to start another relationship again, At this time, you don't need me anymore. You dislike me and another girl. In order not to affect your development, you start to match up. You said that the girl is pure and lovely, and has extraordinary vitality. The girl you developed said that I am handsome and handsome, and a talented person. At that time, I was experiencing a new transformation. At the critical moment of cultivating the ninth level of Jiuyang Divine Skill, I mistakenly believed your lies, Many years have passed, and you have achieved good results, but I am still messy in the wind. I remember that it was not like that at the beginning. It was like Bajie told Monk Sha in "A Journey to the West" that he wanted Gao Wukong.
I remember the night we met, you asked me to collect the money for you. The old man who rented your house promised to pay you the deposit when you checked out. He turned against you temporarily. You tried and felt that the old man was stubborn and asked me to leave the mountain. I never agreed to anything easily. Nothing I promised could not be done. I took out a piece of paper and wrote all the arguments and response routines on it, Seven or eight strategies have been designed, either offensive or defensive, or both offensive and defensive. The wind is bleak and the water is cold. We went into that small broken house to find the old man. You explained your intention again. It's obvious that I will look at my performance next. The old man saw that you found a helper and felt that the visitor was not good, but it was the first sentence of the old Jianghu saying that this matter had nothing to do with me, Then the reason I reiterated to you again put me aside. It was very embarrassing. The old man vomited and saw that you could not resist. My blood rushed up. Suddenly, it was dark and murderous. The old man refused to show weakness and tried to increase his power. I clenched my fist, popped out my middle finger, pointed at the old man, and shouted: I don't want you to wait and see. The matter was solved smoothly. When you moved the next day, the old man found you and returned the deposit, saying that he was not afraid of being a fool.
After this incident, we became intimate friends. We often drank together when we had a wine party. In terms of alcohol consumption, SA was able to lead the first three rounds. I was able to take a turn in the middle of the road, and you often came to the end. They recognized that you were the best in the world, and I often refused. According to my observation, you began to show weakness every time, became angry in the middle, and finally became angry. When SA got married, the night before last, you arrived ahead of time. Before that, I had exercised for a long time and felt that I would fight with you to decide the ultimate male and female. I haven't won over you for so many years. I admit that you have some strength. At first, we sat at two tables. After a few drinks, we gradually met a table at the corner without anyone to play, One cup for one cup is getting better: the world is gone, and there is a haze in front of me. 500ml+alcohol quickly occupies the height of the anterior skull cavity. I feel three feet off the ground, and you hang in the air. I stumble into the opposite clinic and still remember to ask for two kilograms of glucose. Your smile on your face outside the clinic is a bit dementia, An hour later, I woke up as if I had died. You stood on the road and blocked the first wave of alcohol climax. The second wave of alcohol hit more violently. You took my hand and said that the virginity of lost friendship and the desolation of love were crying like a child, holding my shoulder to my waist to my thigh, and I put you on the ground and hugged your shoulder like "In the Mood for Love" Li Maggie's buttocks twisted up to the second floor. When you woke up in the middle of the night, you couldn't resist the last wave of vomiting.
After all these years, I miss our last days most. At that time, we felt that there was no hope for the future. We kept the tuition privately and rented a house outside the school. At the beginning, we did exercises for 16 hours every day. We gave ourselves a holiday. The rich days were perfect. Later, your art girl returned, You changed your mind and took the girl to use the rest of the tuition to buy your own clothes to dig bamboo shoots in the remote mountains and forests of NG. I was bored and thought of a great idea to start writing novels. One draft was abandoned and another was abandoned. The days passed slowly. The peonies bloomed, the roses were enchanting, the fragrance of jasmine was pervasive, and summer was getting closer, You came back with a big bowl of bamboo shoots. XH, Professor, SA and we waited around the Eight Immortals' table for your bamboo shoots and meat. It was the last farewell dinner. We were full of energy. We waved our heads around and said "cherish" when pushing the cup and changing the cup. Now when we look back, we suddenly feel like a dream. Only the endless long road accompanied me. Looking back, we walked away with dim eyes. （ Hello, the Four Heroes series is over ）