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Irrelevant August 13

Time: 2015-06-04 Source: Original Editor: Furukawa Reading: Times

Du Yanzhi has broken up with his ex-girlfriend for more than half a year.

The reason for the breakup is very old-fashioned, and it is not dramatic at all. It is just that the predecessor engaged in three quarrels and quarrels, and he did not admit wrong, not to mention the first time, so they divided.

It's not sad to be sad. She and her predecessor have been together for almost a year. Maybe others sound short, but this is a very rare record for her predecessor, and how many sweet and bitter memories there are. Only she knew.

The moment she broke up, her mood was very low, but at least she had n’t written it in the novel, and she felt like “I wo n’t love anymore”, but she cried a lot of tears, maybe for herself and her ex. Weeping as the days pass, the biggest part is that she still has feelings for her ex, but she can no longer live with her.

Although this relationship has become one of her few unsuccessful relationships and one of the few small wounds on her heart, after the breakup and heartbreaking period, she carefully thought back and found that she and The ex-girlfriend is a person from two worlds, with different hobbies and different living environments.

For example, Du Yanzhi likes to watch exhibitions and stage shows; he likes to run at night and likes to read.

On the contrary, the predecessor would never do it.

If Du Yanzhi wants to go to the stage with his ex, he can. She will go with her, but she will sleep very dead, and so on.

For a long time, Du Yanzhi didn't find his ex-accompaniment very much, and his predecessor knew that Du Yanzhi didn't like nightclub parties, so he didn't look for her.

It would be a mystery that her ex will love her, but the emotional story is so illogical.

Does this count as love? Du Yanzhi doesn't know.

In the end they broke up, and the answer to this question was overwhelming.

Du Yanzhi has a habit. She goes jogging at the sports field near her home every night for an hour.

When she was with her ex, the predecessor would accompany her. The two also bought couples' jogging shoes of the same style and color. Later, the predecessor stopped running, and Du Yanzhi no longer wore couple shoes.

Now she has lived a life without her predecessor for half a year. She hasn't searched for death, and is still very comfortable. She has always enjoyed the night run and other activities, and the beautiful black hair that the former predecessor praised has not change.

She is still running tonight.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Du Yanzhi tied her hair and warmed up on the sidelines; there were many people in the sports field, including adults and children, walking and running, and there were people chatting or walking dogs on the sidelines.

One of Du Yan flexed his knees and pressed his legs, but unconsciously shuttled through the sparse crowd beside the field, and soon glanced at a woman standing under the tree who was also warming up.

The woman was wearing a black vest and black shorts; she had a pair of black-rimmed glasses on her face, and her hair was tied but not neat. It seemed quite casual; she had shoes that Du Yanzhi liked but could not afford.

Du Yanzhi saw her on the sidelines every day, and the reason she remembered her was because the woman once wore a pair of bright green jogging shoes, and it seemed to be a fascinating presence in the night sports field.

At that time, his predecessor quietly told Du Yanzhi to bite his ear that the color of the shoes was vulgar.

However, Du Yanzhi really liked the color, glowing like fireflies, and advancing with the woman's moderate and orderly pace, there was a feeling of involuntarily trying to follow it.

In short, Du Yanzhi remembered the woman's appearance because of this, and it happened that she fixedly appeared on the sports ground at eight o'clock, and so did the woman.

Du Yanzhi has been secretly looking at the woman for months.

The woman's makeup has always been a low-key black, but the color of the shoes is often changed; she is always facing the sky, her glasses have never been removed, but she can see that the woman is still handsome, at least does not look like play Coffee, such as her ex.

Du Yanzhi thinks whether he should make a breakthrough, maybe go to the other side to chat with each other, there is no other meaning, but just want to talk to each other, talk about each other's music in headphones or sneakers on the feet.

It ’s better to hit another day than Du Yanzhi, and Du Yanzhi decided to talk to her today. As for the opening remarks ... just ask her how many pairs of shoes seem to be very creative ...

While encouraging herself, the woman suddenly looked at Du Yanzhi and collided with her gaze.

I wonder if it was an illusion, Du Yanzhi felt that the woman smiled at her just now.

Suddenly, Du Yanzhi was a little nervous, but when she wanted to pretend to look elsewhere, the woman immediately turned her eyes, and quickly walked to the track to start jogging.

When Du Yanzhi saw this, he took a deep breath and followed.

She ran behind the woman. The woman's long hair wobbled to the right and left, and Du Yanzhi flinched and hesitated, but she thought that if people ignored her, there would be no less meat.

So she bit her scalp and speeded up a little and ran to the woman.

"Hey, the wind is comfortable tonight." As soon as Du Yanzhi wanted to confess, what a terrible opening remark, the other party would definitely not look straight at her!

"Yeah, it's very comfortable," the woman looked at her with a smile, her eyes soft, and her voice kind. "Maybe the typhoon is coming, so the wind is not as hot as it was a few days ago."

Du Yanzhi laughed a few times, and then there was no topic.

As she racked her brains on the topic, the woman said again, "Your shoes look great. I noticed them before."

Hearing that, Du Yanzhi was very happy and embarrassed. She was even more surprised that the woman was also paying attention to her shoes ...

"No, your shoes look good. I especially like your shiny green shoes. They are very beautiful."

"Really? I thought only I would like that color, and my friends thought it was ugly green."

The woman chuckled.

During this short hour, they jogged and talked about some shoes and the weather. When Du Yanzhi said goodbye to the other at 9 o'clock, they exchanged names.

Her name is Xue Zhaoyun.

Later, of course, as before, Du Yanzhi still saw Xue Zhaoyun's running posture every day. The two of them sometimes walked side by side and sometimes ran apart, like natural friends who have known each other for a long time and talked about each other's favorite. Movie, share what kind of fun and mood you encountered that day.

This feeling is very good, just like the cool breeze blowing at night, which is comfortable and almost forgets to worry.

Du Yanzhi didn't know what Xue Zhaoyun thought, but she always felt a little ecstatic when Xue Zhaoyun talked to her.

She was thinking that maybe her spring was coming. It wouldn't matter if it weren't for spring. Friendship would always last longer than lovers.

Tonight Du Yanzhi was running as usual. She was looking for Xue Zhaoyun's figure while she was hot, but found nothing. Just when she was doubtful, Xue Zhaoyun was late.. There was a tall and strong man beside her who was supporting her intimately.

When Du Yanzhi saw this, his heart sank, and he quickly shifted his eyes and pretended not to see the man and woman approaching her, thinking while warming up physically and mentally. It turned out that Xue Zhaoyun had a boyfriend ...

Although I thought it was great to be a friend before, but after having a certain degree of affection for the other party, we must accept the fact that we can only be friends. Du Yanzhi still feels a little uncomfortable.

Just when she thought about self-pity and compassion, the pair of men and women also came to her.

"Hey." Xue Zhaoyun smiled and greeted.

"Hey, you seem to be late today. Is this your boyfriend ..." Du Yanzhi looked up, smirking on his face, but didn't finish speaking, but saw Xue Zhaoyun's right foot wrapped in gauze. Exclaimed.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with your feet? Are you okay ..."

"It's okay, just a little pain," Xue Zhaoyun chuckled, pointing to the tall man beside him. "He is my brother, but he just helped me here. Wait for him to play with friends."

"Oh, um, I'm sorry." Du Yanzhi was a little bit pleased and wanted to run away. She looked at Xue Zhaoyun's brother and smiled and apologized.

Xue Zhaoyun smiled and sent his younger brother, then put his hand on Du Yanzhi's shoulder, the distance was close, and a faint fruit aroma rushed into Du Yan's nose.

"Let me take a ride, it is really inconvenient to be injured."

Du Yanzhi was strapped to her shoulders, she carefully supported Xue Zhaoyun, paying attention to the ground while trying not to pay attention to Xue Zhaoyun's breath near her ears.

"You're all injured. Why didn't you rest at home, but run out?" Du Yanzhi held her on a bench beside the field.

"Because ... I think the wind is very comfortable tonight, and I want to blow it out." Xue Zhaoyun smiled and looked at the crowd on the runway. "I am going to buy breakfast this morning, and I accidentally twisted when I went downstairs, and it became swollen in the afternoon. Now. "

Du Yanzhi did not speak anymore. She sat beside Xue Zhaoyun and went to see the people on the runway.

The wind tonight is indeed very comfortable. The wind is blowing softly, and it seems that the tension of Du Yanzhi has also disappeared.

Such a moment is too beautiful, Du Yanzhi didn't think of anything, I only wish time could go slower and slower.

"The day after tomorrow is Qixi Festival." Xue Zhaoyun caressed his knees. "Do you have any plans? For example, watching a romantic midnight movie with a boyfriend, eating candlelight dinner, etc."

"I'm single. I don't have any plans. I might still come for a run." Du Yanzhi smiled helplessly, remembering that last year's Qixi last year spent a lot of money to take her to high-end restaurants.

Although she doesn't like that kind of high-end cuisine and doesn't feel romantic, anyway, her ex-boyfriend also took a lot of effort to find the restaurant with good evaluation.

She was touched by that kind of mind, but they finally separated.

"That's right," Xue Zhaoyun said with a light smile and smoothed out a few strands of scattered hair. "I heard that there is a hot pot restaurant nearby, and the two of them went half-price on the day of Qixi Festival."

Du Yanzhi is not an idiot, she can hear the hazy meaning in Xue Zhaoyun's words.

"Really?" Du Yanzhi smiled, "I just want to eat hot pot recently ..."

"Let's go together?" Xue Zhaoyun asked with a smile.

Du Yanzhi also smiled and nodded.

At this moment she felt them intimate and boundless ... more intoxicating than the comfortable breeze at night.

The next day, Xue Zhaoyun still dragged her injured ankle and appeared on the sports ground. She sat on a bench and watched Du Yanzhi jog and greeted her with a smile.

"Are your feet better?" Du Yanzhi stopped and walked to Xue Zhaoyun and sat down.

"A lot, at least you don't need to be held up." Xue Zhaoyun blinked at Du Yanzhi.

Du Yan laughed, and she found that as long as she was with Xue Zhaoyun, she could smile countless times.

They talked staggeredly, looking at each other's shadows projected side by side by the street lights.

This atmosphere is exciting and intriguing, and Du Yanzhi thinks that if this relationship is not slow and slow, it will be good for a lifetime.

On the day of the Star Festival, at 6 o'clock in the evening, Du Yanzhi wore a dress and waited for Xue Zhaoyun's appearance at the agreed place.

"Sorry, have you waited a long time?" Xue Zhaoyun's figure appeared in sight, and her footsteps were slightly slow because of her foot injury.

She wore a casual top and shorts, long hair untied, a little messy but relaxed, her face was rare without glasses, and her smile was softer and clearer.

"No, I'm just here." Du Yanzhi pulled the skirt slightly cramped. She wasn't sure if Xue Zhaoyun would like her dress like this.

"You are also cute in a skirt." Xue Zhaoyun chuckled.

"Let's go, Happy Tanabata."

Although it is a starry night without passion, no midnight movie, no easy-to-fall roses and expensive candlelight dinner, it is an ordinary simple and beautiful night.

Message from the writer: I wish to all of you who have given me gifts, voted and are willing to read my articles, and wish you a happy Chinese New Year.

PS Du Yanzhi, Tang Dynasty poet, male

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