Chapter 409

After a few steps, Wang Changhu walked very slowly, with a heavy heart.

He didn't know what this meeting was going to be like.

I want to see her, but I am afraid of seeing her.

There is panic and helplessness, and of course there are expectations and more nostalgia.

Xu Xiaojuan's mother was tidying up the yard, and greeted her enthusiastically, "When did Changhu come back?"

Wang Changhu said: "Auntie, I just got home today, are you in good health?"

Mother Xu smiled and said, "It's okay, but the old cold legs always break out!"

From the moment she came in, Wang Changhu noticed that she was limping when she walked.

Wang Changhu said: "Pay attention to your body!"

Mother Xu nodded, turned her head and shouted, "Xiaojuan! Changhu is here!"

After a while, Xu Xiaojuan came out.

The person whom he had been thinking about day and night finally appeared, and Wang Changhu felt dazed for a while.

If it was in the past, she would definitely trot out, then take his arm, and leave in a bouncing way, walking to a secluded place with a nice view, expressing each other's miss.

It's still the same beautiful face, but it's thinner than before, a full circle thinner.

She is no longer the original local girl, wearing fashionable clothes, exuding a sense of nobility inside and out.

She is still her.

She is not her anymore.

Wang Changhu looked straight at Xu Xiaojuan, not knowing how to speak for a while.

Xu Xiaojuan walked up to him and said calmly, "Let's talk!"

After speaking, she took a step first, followed by Wang Changhu.

When the two went out, Xu's mother looked at the back of the pair and let out a long sigh.

Some things are not in the hands of parents.

The village is not big, and every time I meet fellow villagers, they both greet each other warmly, and the uncles, mothers, brothers and sisters are very enthusiastic.

It's just that when there was no one, the two didn't talk to each other.

When they came to the grove, the two stopped.

This is the place where the two of them come most often, and it is a particularly meaningful place.

Every time he went home, Wang Changhu would come here to look at the tree and touch the words engraved on the tree.

When the two established a relationship, they engraved their names on the tree. After more than eight years, the tree grew taller, and the two names also grew a lot.

That tree is a testimony, a testimony of their love.

Before they knew it, the two stood in front of the big tree.

Wang Changhu lit a cigarette, inhaled slowly, and the cold wind immediately blew away.

Looking at the cigarette in his hand, Wang Changhu said softly: "Smoking is from the old university. I always think he looks handsome when he smokes. People seem to have this habit, and they can't help imitating their idols."

Wang Changhu paused, and said with a wry smile: "I used to smoke less, because I was saving money and didn't have such a big addiction, but since... since we broke up, I smoked a lot, one pack every two days, and then one pack a day, now one pack a day. Get a pack and a half!"

Wang Changhu had tears in his eyes, looked at Xu Xiaojuan, and said word by word: "Whenever I think of you, I will smoke a cigarette, and now I think about you more and more frequently!"

Xu Xiaojuan listened quietly, looking straight into the distance, wondering what she was thinking.

Without waiting for a response, Wang Changhu reached out to touch the name on the tree and said, "Do you remember this tree?"

This tree has witnessed too much, holding hands for the first time, hugging this time, kissing this time.

How could she not remember?

Xu Xiaojuan looked away, looked at Wang Changhu calmly, and finally spoke.

"Changhu, do you think this is interesting? If you come from one place, you can still be friends if you can't be a couple. Don't make the relationship too embarrassing. Let the past go! What's the use of remembering?"

Wang Changhu shook his head slowly, "It's over? But I can't forget it, I really can't forget it! I'm not stalking you, I really want to make it up!"

The corners of Xu Xiaojuan's mouth curled up, and she sneered, "It's irreversible, you know me well, since you have made a decision, you can't go back on it!"

"Changhu, it was only when I walked out of this small mountain village that I could understand the outside world. The most important thing in a person's life is not love, but a high-quality life. You can say I'm materialistic or snobbish, but that's how the real world is."

"You are indeed very good to me, and I admit that we may wait until that day with you, but when will it be? Will you succeed at that time? It's all unknown!"

"It's better to take advantage of being young, beautiful and rich, in exchange for a prosperous and rich life, I think it's worth it!"

The cigarette in his hand was burning slowly, and Wang Changhu didn't have the mood to take another puff at all. He looked at his ex-girlfriend whom he had been thinking about for seven years with a strange look, as if he was looking at a stranger.

Now she felt so strange to him.

After a long time, Wang Changhu murmured, "Is that really the case?"

Xu Xiaojuan showed a look of boredom, "You go, don't bother me anymore? I really really don't want to see you again in the future!"

Wang Changhu took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at the sky numbly, the originally blue color suddenly turned gray.

Just like the color of his world.

Turning his head, Wang Changhu seemed to have lost his strength, walking staggeringly, with one step deep and one step shallow.

At this moment, he was like a walking dead.

Until the moment Wang Changhu turned around, Xu Xiaojuan's expression changed suddenly, from mocking annoyance to heartache.

His heart is hurting, so why isn't she?

The back figure finally disappeared from sight, and Xu Xiaojuan's eyes were already blurred by tears.

The wind whimpered, she hugged herself tightly, no matter how thick or expensive the down jacket was, it couldn't warm the coldness in her heart.

Looking at the names on the tree, Xu Xiaojuan burst into tears. When she came back, she wanted to cut through the words, but she just took out a knife and pressed it, but she couldn't do it.

She knew that to make him completely give up, she had to do that.

But she couldn't do it, the line was gone, and that part of the past seemed to be lost.

After a long time, Xu Xiaojuan wiped her tears and finally walked out of the grove.

Her expression remained the same as when she came.

Walking into the house, Mother Xu was still sweeping the yard, and then followed her daughter into the house.

After a moment of silence, Xu's mother said: "Xiaojuan, I watched Changhu grow up. This kid is really good. Even after you broke up with him, you will do some hard work for our family every time you go home."

"This money, how much is too much? Your father and I have been poor all our lives in this small mountain village, so we are still very happy?"

"We don't ask for anything from you. We don't want to be rich or famous. We don't want to be rich. We don't want to be rich and famous. We just find a solid and prudent young man to live happily. If you don't have money, you spend less. If you have money, you save. That's fine!"

Mother Xu, who has no culture and is not good at words, actually said a lot of life truths.

These principles are the wealth summed up in this most of my life.

However, Xu Xiaojuan just said a word, "Mom, don't worry about my affairs!"

Mother Xu let out another long sigh.