The boy on the highway suddenly opened his mouth: "Let's break up" Yuanzi who heard this was stunned, did not answer, just grasped the steering wheel in his hand, the boy saw that Yuanzi did not respond, and continued to take care of himself.
"You're a good person, I'm sorry for you, but I can't help it, that woman is four months pregnant." He sighed heavily and said, why should he go to the point where he can't clean up and know who he really loves? By then it was too late.
Motoko asked, "What about me?" What should I do?" The boy sighed again and said slowly, "I know you may not want to, so I have contacted your mother to change the lock at home."
"So you used your own cleansing to compensate for these five years of feelings?" Motoko glanced at him, I knew that this was far from enough, but I couldn't help it, she had already forced it very hard.
"That little three is not a fuel-saving lamp, that night after I was drunk, yin and yang mistakenly looked for little three." But after she found herself a little third, she eavesdropped on my mobile phone, and once woke up in the middle of the night, she carried a kitchen knife and stared at me by the bedside. "Originally I wanted to cut off contact with her, until she told me the news that she was pregnant, and after my mother got the news, she quarreled at home and asked me to leave you." 」
"After all, I have been marrying you for so many years, and I have not given birth to a son and a half daughter, and I did not take those gossip seriously at the beginning." It wasn't until later that my family started gossiping and complaining."
"You know what? Later, even my mother came to beg me, and she almost knelt in front of me, and she asked me not to cut off the incense in the house, and I was an only child in my family."
The more the boy talked, the more angry he became, and the grievances he had suffered over the years seemed to be vented at this moment. Yuanzi was a little silent, opening his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he did not say anything.
The air seemed to be quiet, only the sound of the wind blowing outside the window and the sound of vehicles driving, neither of them knew what to say, only the car was silent on the highway.
After a while, Yuanzi opened his mouth to break the oppressive atmosphere: "If you can't be responsible for love, then at least you are still responsible for a life, you go, I don't hate you." The boy said sorry. "You're sorry for me, but looking at the motoko who is constantly accelerating with one foot on the accelerator, if he hadn't done it, he would have believed it." Inside the quiet car, the boy remembered him standing in the house before.
At that time, I thought that after taking my luggage, I would also put a fire in the house and burn it all, and the furniture would all be smashed in pain and happiness, and only a rough room would be returned.
After picking up the hammer, he hesitated to put his hand down, and here are the memories of their husband and wife. Save a little money, an elderly down payment, grit your teeth to repay the loan. The boy held up the hammer, could not fall down, hugged the headache and took a few pieces of his own clothes, packed him up and called Yuanzi's mother, "Auntie, I have something to go out of the long far door, the room lock is broken, trouble you bring someone over to change it, the key is directly given to Yuanzi "
After receiving a promised reply, he called Motoko and wanted her to give her a ride one last time. Now it seems that such a result is not bad, at least worthy of his conscience.
Motoko seemed to understand something, didn't speed up so much, and the car drove safely. After arriving at the location, the boy got out of the car with his luggage and left directly, and the two became the most familiar strangers at this moment...
Who to live up to, who to embrace, who to sacrifice, the road to happiness twists and turns, tears and smiles mixed into a mess, time has passed, a pen of accounts has not been clear to cry. I don't blame you."
