Chapter 9 Chapter 7 Last Order

Maybe she's right, and if things go on like this, one day we'll blame each other.After all our relationship started with abandonment.To be more precise, her feelings for me began when she was abandoned, and the fact that I fell in love with her long before the abandonment had nothing to do with the fact that she didn't love me. Love is not a game that one can play alone. "I'm leaving." I didn't know what to say, so I could only hold the corner of my mouth; then I sent her to her sister's house and waved goodbye to her.On the way home, I thought about it, especially the days when I waited for her to get off work at the corner of the street, and then walked home together, the lights flickered, ambiguous but satisfied.

I lowered my head and couldn't help but smile on my face. These memories, like the coffee in the small shop by the road, are bitter but heartwarming. Yes, I fell in love with Xia Xinju a long time ago, but she never fell in love with me, I know this, although we are doing what lovers do, but her body uses the closest thing to me again and again Contact, said to me: "I don't love you." How should I say it?The person I love is leaving me, what else can I say?Telling her love will only make me a burden to her, I don't want to be a thorn in her heart!I love her, I want her to be happy, that's all.Since she feels unhappy with me, since she thinks she wants to leave, what right do I have to ask her to stay?

Back at the Prince’s Road home, I went straight to the bed, lay down with all my clothes on, and sniffed each other’s breath left on the white sheets—— It was the smell of sweat mixed with tears, her sweat mixed with mine.I cried again on this white sheet, and cried like hell.Mourn my love for Xia Xinju with tears. I don't know how long I cried, but I fell asleep drowsily. The next day, I left Prince Edward Road and moved to a serviced apartment in a hotel. There were only stereotyped decorations and furniture, as well as sheets and blankets that smelled of starch. Everything was just image and taste, without emotion at all. It was so cold that it made people shiver.

Will this ease the pain of my second abandonment? I don't know, I really want to exile myself to the ends of the sky and the sea, submerged in a certain mountain, live with wild wolves, and let them howl. In the days to come, like many men who have lost their love, I devoted all my energy to my career, which made my boss's eyes shine and my colleagues hated me. However, a successful career is not, as outsiders say, a cure for a bleeding heart. No matter how prosperous my career is, there is no one I love most to share with me.I almost want to vent by lettering on my arm. One night, when I was half-drunk and took a taxi back to the hotel from the bar, Xia Xinju's intoxicating voice came from the radio.

I woke up, opened my mouth, and wanted to ask the driver to turn the station, but in the end I didn't make a sound, because I couldn't bear it in my heart. I was actually eager to hear her voice or meet her.I have not followed the trail of wolves because I don't want to be too far away from her. After getting out of the car, I quickly ran to the room, turned on the radio, and heard her say: "Compared to being abandoned, being abandoned is considered lucky. He walked away without saying a word, and that kind of pain is worse than death. " Every word Xia Xinju uttered touched my skin through the air, and then flowed with the blood into my atrium, causing it to contract and throb. I felt like I was suffering from angina pectoris.

This time, I cried on the starched sheets. I picked up the phone and called the radio station. The operator on the program asked my name. I casually called myself Ah Hao, and he told me to wait a moment. "The next audience is Ah Hao, how are you?" Her voice came from the phone, and I was so excited that I couldn't answer for a moment. "Ah Hao, what do you want to share with us?" "I...I want to hear your voice." "Ok?" "Sorry, I have nothing to say, goodbye." I hung up. Ever since Xia Xinju said that she was going to leave, I became speechless, I was afraid that if I opened my mouth, I would tell her not to leave; I was afraid that as long as I confessed to her, she would tell me in person: "I don't want to leave." Love you".

I have tried to be abandoned, and I have tried to be abandoned; but the pain is not in this, but in the loss of someone I love. With "Loveis Tender" on the radio, my phone rang. "Hey." "Hey, was that you just now?" I stopped my tears and was speechless. I looked at the phone receiver, what?Isn't this Xia Xinju?My nerves began to be confused, and I didn't know what to do; my heart began to beat violently, as if it was about to jump out of my mouth. I answered vaguely. "You finally called me," she said softly. "I……" "I'm off work in fifteen minutes, let's have a cup of coffee, shall we?"

"..." "I'll wait for you at the entrance of the radio station, see you later." I hung up the phone and sat on the bed blankly.I heard my heart say, "Listen to your heart." So, I took the car key certificate, went to the parking lot to pick up the car, and went straight to the radio station.When I was about to arrive, I saw Xia Xinju happily waving at me by the side of the road. I saw the smile on her face, as if she had waited for a long time and finally it was me. I gave her a smile back, but that smile froze for a moment, because my car was out of control and hit the lamppost by the side of the road. The airbag on the car popped up quietly, but it still couldn't save my torn body. Blood spilled from my mouth, spraying a deep red on the front glass, accusing the absurdity of the world.

My soul floated into the air, and I saw Xia Xinju screaming loudly, she desperately approached my body, trying to drag it away from the pile of scrap iron. She hugged my face and kept asking me to support it. She said she hasn't had her coffee yet, she hasn't ordered her last order... Yes, although it is the last order, it is still in time for the order. But I was hesitant and missed the last chance to order in vain.