Doctor He, take your meerkat away.

The display board in the high-speed rail car showed that the speed was 120 kilometers per hour. Even at such a fast speed, Zhang Hongmeng couldn't get rid of the sadness he got on the peninsula. His eyes were so red that he didn't shed any tears.

In one day, he became single, and those beautiful and sweet memories of the past have now become the catalyst of heartache.

On the mobile phone, on the chat interface with He Songyu, there are a lot of his personal shows, and the messages that have not been replied are He Songyu's silent notices. He doesn't understand, and he keeps sending messages like a fool.

When did you get bored?Did coming out scare him?Or is the long-distance relationship tiring him?No matter what the reason was, He Songyu's attitude and eyes silently acquiesced to one thing, he didn't want to continue.

"I said you are a bit promising, okay? He did it so obviously, what are you crying about, that kind of scumbag, wait until I go over and tear him up." The girl next door to him came back from the bathroom, swearing at him. The phone shouted.

"People haven't promised you forever, why are you still sticking to it? You don't do meaningless things like painting cakes, and you still expect him to buy you a house and get married? This kind of feeling can be seen at a glance. I can see what the ending is, you are still so stupid... Sigh~ I am so mad."

Zhang Hongmeng snorted. If he hadn't seen the voice call on her mobile phone interface, he felt it was more like talking to him. Looking back carefully, after confirming the relationship for the first time, He Songyu had warned him, "If If you are tired, you can stop at any time." Perhaps it was because he had predicted the end of this relationship a long time ago.

"Hey, are you okay, can I give you a tissue?" The cursing woman stopped talking on the phone, but pulled his coat in embarrassment, and handed over a pack of tissues.

Only then did Zhang Hongmeng realize that he was ready to shed tears. There were several tears on the small table. He smiled and raised his sleeves to wipe the tears, sucked the snot that was about to come out and said, "Thank you, but there is no need."

"Oh, okay, but it's really sad for you to get better, your beautiful eyes are full of sadness." The woman didn't have the roughness of talking on the phone before, but said softly, "But I just said it casually, I'm a self-media person, and I've been stunned by writing copywriting recently, hehehe." She shook her hand, sat upright and didn't continue talking.

"Thank you."

Zhang Hongmeng looked out of the window with his chin resting on his shoulders, and refused to chat. When the terminal arrived, he followed the big flow out of the station. Hu Huifang sent him a message saying that Uncle Zhangqiu knew that his condition was not very good after he went out, and refused the infusion and treatment.

The sunset outside dyed the sky red, and the orange-red clouds and the blue sky complemented each other to form a moving scene. Zhang Hongmeng, who was wearing a woolen coat, only felt that the temperature was extremely cold, so he quickened his pace and rushed to the place. Hospital.

In the ward, Uncle Zhangqiu was a little out of breath, and pulled off the oxygen tube on his nose. He knew that his worthless son probably went to look for "him" again, so he was angry and annoyed, but there was nothing he could do!

"Dad, don't move, I'm back." Zhang Hongmeng held his breath against the door frame with unsteady breath, "Treat me well, I... I won't leave anymore, it's all settled, it's over."

Uncle Zhangqiu stopped holding the oxygen tube, looked at the person who was 1.8 meters closer, stood in front of him with red eyes, and said in a trembling tone, "Dad, it's over, you can recover from your illness, and you can have surgery." Right! He Song and I...cough cough...I broke up with him, it's over."

With his throat choked up for a while, he struggled to utter the words completely. In fact, it wasn't that uncomfortable. It was just a breakup. It wasn't that he hadn't tried it before, and he could still smile at his father with the corners of his mouth pulled.

But his expression was really ugly, so Uncle Zhangqiu didn't doubt the authenticity of this sentence at all. Although the relationship between father and son had been bad and stalemate for more than [-] years, he still knew Zhang Hongmeng's son.

The matter that he thought would not be resolved for a long time, did not expect to split up so suddenly. The reason is unknown, and he is unwilling to delve into it. As long as Zhang Hongmeng returns to the right track, there will be no problems.

"After a while, you won't be uncomfortable. Time will make you forget everything, including those obsessions you insist on now. Thinking about it later is just an illusion when you were young."

Uncle Zhangqiu comforted him as someone who had been there, when Axiu left, he thought he would never marry again, but the fact is that he married Sun Yao and had a young son, Zhang Xinhao.

So even though Zhang Hongmeng looked very bad now, he never worried, because like father, like son, it will be fine, it's just a matter of time.

On the other side of the peninsula, He Songyu struggled to get up, sat there for a while, then sent a message to Zhuo Yi, and went out with the bouquet of flowers on the table and the broken guitar.

When I arrived at the dried flower shop recommended by Zhuo Yi, I took the flowers to the proprietress and said, "Please make this bunch of flowers into dried flowers, I want to keep them."

The proprietress jokingly said, "The baby's breath and the blue-purple pansy are the main flowers. These two or three pansies go well together. These are given to you by your partner? I am full of longing, and the flowers are still fresh. You can bring it back in a few days, it's pretty." She unwrapped the wrapping paper, and felt a little regretful that the fresh bouquet was turned into dried flowers.

He Songyu shook his head, "No, you can make dried flowers for me, I'm going abroad.

"That's it, then don't worry, I will definitely fix it for you, but it will take a few days, so there should be no rush."

"No hurry, please fix it, I... have nothing else to do." He Songyu picked up a pen and registered the contact information in the book with a smile. Now, what's the use if it's new or not.

He opened the door and left, and the sky began to drizzle, which made the already cold weather even colder. He happened to see two or three couples holding hands on the street holding an umbrella, and they were very affectionate.

He and Zhang Hongmeng had been so intimate before, and he had also experienced the most sincere love, but everything was gone, and he lost the meerkat who regarded him as a treasure.

"Your guitar is meaningless, and it's very old. Why don't you get a new one? This is not a commemorative guitar, and the tone of the other strings is not very good." The boss frowned when he saw his guitar. Frowning doesn't really want to change, it doesn't make any sense.

He Songyu shook his head, staring at the broken guitar, "I want this one, it's very meaningful, if you can't, then I'll buy another one." Zhang Hongmeng gave him a guitar for playing and singing, how could it be meaningless? ?

It carries a lot of good memories between them, people can't take it with them, and those items can always be held secretly, I have a thought, life will never be so bitter.

The boss put down his glasses and sighed, "Few young people are so serious now. In the fast food era, everyone's heart is very impetuous." His guitar was placed on the table, and the handwritten deposit slip was handed to him, "Get it in three days." , it's good, met a good owner."

"Really?" He Songyu put the deposit slip in his pocket, his chest was full of panic, even if the flowers and guitar could be kept, so what, their owner was gone.

After Zhang Hongmeng took care of Uncle Zhangqiu, he went to the fly restaurant in front of the hospital. On the menu, he immediately saw braised pork and sweet and sour shrimp. He tried his best to resist the memories that came to his mind, and quickly placed an order.

While waiting, I checked Moments and saw two pictures posted by Shen Zhiqing, one was Huo Shaoqian's profile while making a cake, and the other was a handwritten invitation.

【My brother said that he has to make the wedding cake by himself. It's really handsome. He also wrote the letter of the invitation. Well... so good, isn't it?】

This copywriting seemed to be full of happiness. Zhang Hongmeng wanted to say that He Songyu would also cook a lot of delicious food, but...his eyes were red again, but he no longer belonged to him.

Huo Shaoqian's comment made him laugh and cry, this young couple is killing dogs, he hastily wiped away his tears, da da da comment.

Huo Shaoqian: [After a hard day, you ended up posting on Moments here]

Shen Zhiqing: [I'm praising you, and I also took care of one ear and the light bulb, so tired]

Zhang Hongmeng: [Please accept it, you two, it’s not what you did to slaughter dogs. 】

That's great, Shen Zhiqing and Shao Qian came to the end, he completely understood that staying together and getting to know each other was the most difficult thing.

He was broken in love and had no friends to talk to, only to find out that they had never shown their affection in a fair and honest way, only those circles of friends that he posted like a straight man before the relationship was established.

"Hello, the braised pork you ordered and the sweet and sour shrimp. You can add any rice. It's on the rice cooker over there."

Zhang Hongmeng put away his phone, and the moment the braised pork entered the mouth, he turned sideways and vomited straight away, frightening the boss, who looked at him in panic, and everyone around him stood up.

"No...it's not like that. Hey, young man, don't touch porcelain. My...my food isn't so bad, right?" The boss even took a bite out of the disposable chopsticks. , what is there to vomit? "

"Cough cough cough... yes... I'm sorry, it's my problem, not yours, I... I'll clean it up for you, I'm sorry." Zhang Hongmeng knew that his behavior seemed to have brought a bad influence on this store, wiped He wiped his mouth and kept saying sorry.

"You... as long as you're fine, it's scary, you don't need to clean it up, let's do it ourselves, young man, if you're really uncomfortable, the hospital is the next step, and your body is the most important thing." The boss patted him on the shoulder, Just go to the kitchen and get a broom to clean up.

Zhang Hongmeng didn't continue to eat, but scanned the QR code to pay a fee, which was regarded as compensation to the boss, and then hurriedly fled the scene.