Jiangxin Poplar

Regardless of the shattered glass, Jiang Cheng turned around and ran out.

Yi Feng watched Jiang Cheng's figure disappear around the corner, went into the apartment and helped Yang Yulang sit down, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Yang Yulang shook his head, his lips had faded without a trace of blood.

"Leave me alone," Yang Yulang said, "follow him first, and don't let anything happen to him."

Yi Feng was helpless, "Why are you bothering?"

Yang Yulang supported his forehead and said: "Go!"

Yi Feng could only obediently go out to find someone immediately, and it didn't take long to find Jiang Cheng who was crazy about a tree in the park.

What a headache, Yang Yulang's heart has been touched three times in this life, the first time he fell in love with Cong Weijin, but he cheated on him, the second time he was a drug addict, the two ended before they even started, the third time, it was a The little bastard, finally got on the right track but offered to break up.

Yi Feng bowed his head, my brother, what kind of fate is this?

He watched Jiang Cheng clenched his fists from a distance, and hit the tree trunk hard with each punch.Frowning for a moment, he turned and walked out of the park.

When I came back, I had medicine and bandage cotton balls in my hand.

The back of Jiang Cheng's hands was bloody, and he was no longer angry at the big tree. He lay on the grass panting heavily, and opened his eyes to see the faint light cast by the crescent moon through the leaves. significance.

Yi Feng sat on the grass next to him: "Would you like to chat with me?"

Jiang Cheng glanced at him, but said nothing.

After a long time, Jiang Cheng sat up.

Yi Feng took medical cotton pads to absorb the blood on the back of his hand.

Jiang Cheng was unwilling to let him deal with it at first, so he withdrew his hand, letting the bright red blood drip onto the grass.

Yi Feng comforted him: "You have been together for so long, even if you are separated, can you make each other feel better? Besides, who in this world has not experienced several breakups. I have been broken up for so many years. At the beginning It’s hard, but it’s not all over in the end, feelings will be fine after a long time, really!”

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes at him.

"At any rate, I'm someone who has been here before," Yi Feng said with a little dissatisfaction, "It wasn't his initiative that you came together, in fact, he didn't intend to be with you at all, and he accepted it after he experienced those things later. You, if you don't talk about this, since I met you, you are the clearest about his kindness to you and his feelings for you, right?"

Seeing Jiang Cheng bowed his head and said nothing, he said again, "I can understand that you can't accept this way of separation for a while, Brother Lang. After all, you are in a state of love, and it is personally unacceptable to bring it up suddenly, but in the long run, this way Don't cheat, don't cheat, don't play tricks, don't use tricks, tell you clearly why you broke up, don't leave regrets and don't cause misunderstandings, such a person is very hard to find in this world, do you know that?"

Jiang Cheng snorted coldly.

Yi Feng sighed, "Brother Lang has actually been living very lonely. Really, he has been very lonely since he was a child. Although he was born in a wealthy family, he has no worries about food and clothing, is surrounded by friends, and has many suitors of all kinds. There is no one in the world who really understands him, no one, even if I have been with him for almost 365 days, I still can’t understand him most of the time, he can hide his emotions too much,” Yi Feng is no longer just Jiangcheng persuaded him, but he was really sad, "The chairman has never relaxed for a day, and he likes to deprive him of the things he likes the most. Outsiders think that he has Huarong, fame, power, money and women. I envy and hate him, but does he like jewelry like Huarong? No, he doesn't like it at all."

It was only here that Jiang Cheng looked up at him.

Yi Feng put his hand on his knee and said while treating his wound, "When he was young, he liked to draw cartoons, but the chairman didn't allow him, so he tore up all his drawings and broke his brush; he didn't like the piano, but liked the flute , but the chairman forced him to practice the piano day and night based on his own preferences; he likes small animals, once a relative gave him a puppy as a birthday present, he really likes it, really, he doesn’t hide it at all I like it, but guess what, just because the grades dropped by two points, the chairman thought it was because he had a puppy that delayed his study, so he threw the puppy out in front of him. Fortunately, he didn't fall to his death. Later, I secretly Sending the dog to He Yunlin only saved a life."

"This kind of thing has never stopped since childhood. The chairman has never regarded Lang Ge as an independent person. In his eyes, Lang Ge is a tool man, a machine that needs to take over Huarong perfectly in the future. He cannot have What I like, I can’t just like people casually. Interest classes, majors, schools and even future marriages are all arranged by myself, and there is no room for Brother Lang to choose freely,” Yi Feng said, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, “You are with him We have been together for such a long time, so I can feel a little bit of it. Does it seem that he doesn’t like or dislike anything now, and lives a peaceful life. Outsiders don’t know how he became like this, even if I say it , but how helpless, painful and debilitating this process is, no one else can understand it.”

Yi Feng bandaged one hand for him, changed the other hand and continued, "I didn't mean to tell you so much to sell miserably in front of you. Since he really started to confront the chairman that year, his personality has changed. He is very strong. For so many years, he single-handedly rectified Huarong, sent Jingshu to the top, and opened up his own career, which made him more and more tough. He will not change his decision, so since he chooses to separate from you, no matter how you make trouble It's useless." Glancing at him, "Let's not talk about you, the chairman has nothing to do with him now, whatever he wants to do, no matter how much the chairman opposes it, it will be useless."

"He doesn't need to break up with me." Jiang Cheng looked blankly, "I can't think of a reason for him to do this?"

"He should have told you the reason," Yi Feng said helplessly, "Do you not believe it or what?"

"I can't take it."

"You can only accept it." Yi Feng said helplessly, "He doesn't have the energy to explain too much to you now. During this period of time, his seizures have become more and more frequent, and you should have noticed it, even if he deliberately hides it from you It can be seen that you should also be aware of it?"

Jiang Cheng vaguely knew it, remembering that one day after Yang Yulang came out of the bathroom, he smelled a strange sweet and bitter smell in it, and now thinking about it, it should be mixed with some kind of medicinal smell.

"Surgery is imperative," Yi Feng said feebly, "You can listen to him whatever he wants, don't let him worry about you anymore, you can live a good life and live your best life, that's the only way Only then can he treat with peace of mind and work hard to overcome everything."

"Lango has never succumbed to anything. Regardless of the chairman or fate, he has been fighting. Now he has won the chairman, but he may eventually lose to fate. If you really love him, can you be the one who supports him? The motivation to live is not to let him be distracted by comforting you while being tortured by illness, you are actually more important to him than anyone else."

Yi Feng continued, "You don't know how much he has done for you since you met him. He is really a noble person in your life. Knowing him has already paved a bright road for your future. Just say your father Why did you agree to the divorce, and he was addicted to gambling and owed huge debts, but your mother was not affected at all because of this matter. Do you think that your father's personality will make your mother feel better? And moving, let alone the house, Just a few days after your mother moved into the new community, she found a well-paid part-time job. Do you think it was really a job that came from chatting with the aunts in the community? Also, your grandfather’s condition is stable, and he doesn’t need to queue up to go to the hospital. It's the best, haven't you noticed..."

Jiang Cheng was almost dumbfounded.

"If he doesn't say anything, don't pretend you didn't see it." Yi Feng bandaged his hands, packed up his things and stood up, "Don't make trouble with him, he is more sad than you when you are sad."

After Yi Feng left, Jiang Cheng sat alone under the tree, his heart was still so painful that he could hardly breathe, but he hesitated about the idea of ​​resolutely refusing to break up.

He was thinking, why did he like Yang Yulang?

After thinking for a long time, he suddenly realized that for so long, liking him, kissing him and hugging him was all for himself, just to satisfy himself.

He never liked Yang Yulang out of happiness.

Realizing this, he realized that he was wrong, completely wrong.

It shouldn't be that I love you, so I want to get you, and I will never let you go.

It should be that I love you, so if I want to make you happy, I have to let go.

Tang Yuan was right, love is like sand, the tighter you hold it, the more it leaks.

Regarding the breakup, he thought and struggled for two days and two nights, until Yi Feng sent a message, which didn't say anything else, only the airport and boarding time.

They are leaving!

This is going!

He sat at the door of the old house, staring at the phone screen until the screen went dark, but he couldn't get out of the overwhelming sadness and powerlessness.

In front of the old house was a field of bitter bamboo growing gratifyingly and densely. He leaned against the door frame and looked at it for a long time, remembering what Yi Feng said "he likes the flute".

As soon as these words popped out of his mind, without hesitation, he turned around and went back to the house to take a knife, selected a few bamboos of a suitable size and cut them down, cut off the branches of the bamboo leaves, and began to study how to make a bamboo. flute.

I downloaded the production video from the Internet, went to the hardware store by bike to buy tools, and followed the video step by step after returning.

The first one was scrapped and started all over again.

The second branch was cut short by accident, come again.

The third branch, the bamboo is cracked, no problem, come again.

……

After repeating this, I don't know how many branches were made, and the number of bitter bamboo bushes outside the door has been reduced by more than half.

After a lot of hard work, I finally made a flute that can still play the tune.

He carefully carved a word "Yu" on the end of the flute.