"I really don't believe it, no, this is not true, that scum..." Liu Qingquan pointed at a punk man in Lamborghini with an ugly expression, "You can never have feelings for such a Shamatte. You are joking, right?"

"What's wrong with Shamatt? What's wrong with non-mainstream?" The beautiful woman with long hair shawls couldn't deny it: "At least he has money."

"Is rich? Just because I have money?" Liu Qingquan looked at her in a daze and said incredibly: "Yongmei, when did you become a materialistic girl? Is our relationship for many years fake?" He didn't know how to speak for a while, but was stunned and incredible.

"Maybe!" She hugged her arms, looked at the metropolis, and said in a conversation: "The so-called feelings and promises are just immature antics in the past. 'I love you' is the cheapest gift in the world. I know what I really want now. I have lived a poor life for more than 20 years and don't want to live another 20 years. How many 20 years can I have in my life? I wear street stalls, squeeze in buses, live in rental houses, and my annual income is not enough for him to make a meal... I don't want my life to be gray. Not only do I have to live a colorful life, but also colorful! Simply put, I want to live a rich life!"

Liu Qingquan looked at her like a statue, opening her mouth wide and unable to say anything. She didn't care much about the other person's mood at the moment, and continued: "I don't want my future to be gray. Liu Qingquan, although you are a top student at Tsinghua University, and even if you graduated and have a good job in your research, your monthly salary is 20,000 yuan, you still can't afford a villa, a decent sports car, or even an 80-square-meter house in this city, which requires twenty years of struggle. How many twenty years does life have?"

"How come you... suddenly become realistic?" Liu Qingquan said dazedly. He originally wanted to tell her that he had won a bonus of 500,000 after he had recently developed a research result, but no matter how she said it, she could not say anything.

She said undeniably: "Yes, I'm just how realistic I am. That's because the society is too realistic now. I don't want to lag behind this society, do you know?"

"The vows we made together still have ideals? Are all wrong?" Liu Qingquan said dullly.

She shrugged slightly, smiled contemptuously and said indifferently: "In front of adults, children are wrong; in front of referees, players are wrong; in front of reality, ideals are wrong. I was wrong once, and I will not be wrong for another 20 years. Love is bread. When you can only choose one of the two, I just want to choose a life that will not be too embarrassed. The reason is very simple. If it is a life without love, it is just the dullness of life, that's all! But if there is no life without bread, you can't live! Do you understand?"

"Yongmei, it's getting late." The punk man next to Lamborghini looked at the expensive Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, shouted, then took out the latest Apple 10, and randomly rotated his phone and looked at Liu Qingquan, who was like a wood carving.

She looked back at the punk man, made an OK gesture and looked back at Liu Qingquan, and said lightly: "If you feel resentful, sad, unwilling to accept it now, or even other things like that. Then please remember my words, grow up quickly, mature as soon as possible, and learn to recognize the essence of reality, and then strive to become a very, very rich rich man in the future. Don't be so poor that you can't even keep anything!" After saying that, she passed by Liu Qingquan who was in a wood carving state, and left a sentence leisurely, "If we have the last relationship, I hope each other is strangers..."

She walked towards the punk man with a smile on her face, as if she was heading for a new path in life.

"Boom~~" Lamborghini sports car made a loud noise. Liu Qingquan woke up from a wooden carving state like a Buddha. Looking at his lover sitting in Lamborghini at a speed away, "Yongmei~~" Liu Qingquan shouted hysterically, and suddenly knelt on the road, tears flowing down unscrupulously.

Liu Qingquan walked like a walking corpse, and his mind was full of little things. Liu Qingquan and Lu Yongmei can be said to be childhood sweethearts. They were born in a poor mountain village in an old revolutionary base in Jiangnan Province. They have been walking all the way from elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university. They have a deep relationship. The parents of both sides are also very happy that the two young people can get together and have been urging them to get married and have children as soon as possible.

At the beginning, the two of them were admitted to famous universities in Beijing at the same time in the college entrance examination, one in Tsinghua University and the other in Renmin University, which caused a huge sensation in Liu Qingquan's hometown. In the same small mountain village, two famous college students were able to produce two famous college students at the same time, and just one man and one woman, a man and a woman, a man and a woman, a match made by heaven. The two may have made a vow, and they are willing to be a matchmaker in the sky, and set a common goal on the ground, and must take root in the capital and make a good appearance. However, after coming to the imperial capital, they found that everything was completely different from what they imagined. The two who were originally arrogant were ridiculed as local buns by their classmates in the imperial capital, and compared with other classmates.

Come on, both of their clothes and behaviors seem very rustic and are often ridiculed. The two of them, who were born in poverty, have not had enough living expenses for one semester. Other classmates bought cosmetics, mobile phones, and several clothes at will... Everything in the imperial capital impacted their fragile hearts. Liu Qingquan became taciturn and was immersed in the sea of ​​books. In addition to going out to work as a tutor to earn some living expenses, most of their time was spent in the library. Lu Yongmei was fine at first, but later, under the influence of her roommate, she began to like shopping, shopping, nightclubs, famous brands, sports cars, and envy her life of luxury...

In fact, Liu Qingquan had already slowly felt the changes of Lu Yongmei, but Liu Qingquan had no doubts about his deep feelings for many years. He just felt that it was normal for girls to change a little, and it was nothing to like to buy things. While Liu Qingquan worked hard to tutor to buy the latest Apple phone and brand-name clothes and bags he liked, but he still used the old and backward cheap Xiaomi, wearing street stall shoes and clothes worth dozens of yuan a piece. As Lu Yongmei became more and more material desires and expensive consumption, Liu Qingquan gradually lost his heart. The little money he was doing was not enough to do as a tutor. Liu Qingquan also tried to persuade Lu Yongmei, but in return the increasing quarrel between the two.

Slowly, the two of them couldn't say a few words when they met. Many times, they would ask questions as simple as ordinary people, and they would start to quarrel after a few more words. Moreover, the two men, who were originally handsome and beautiful women, began to become far different. One was a fashionable urban beauty, and the other was a rural bun. Every time they went out together, Lu Yongmei was far away from Liu Qingquan, and she would only walk together when she was in a place where there was no one. Originally, she could hug her intimately everywhere, and slowly even holding hands was a luxury.

Liu Qingquan looked everywhere in confusion, with high-rise buildings decorated with neon lights everywhere, with bustling on the road, BMWs and Mercedes-Benz everywhere, and the roar of sports cars sounded from time to time... Liu Qingquan just felt that everything was laughing at himself, the beautiful neon light was so hateful, and he gave a mocking look; the sound of cars on the road was like a never-stop laughter in his ears, and it sounded in his ears; he felt like the whole world was laughing at himself.

Liu Qingquan ran wildly, trying to escape from all this and escape from this world full of ridicule. Before he knew it, Liu Qingquan came to the back mountain of Tsinghua University, in that familiar place, lying on a familiar big stone, resting his head on his arms, closing his eyes, and quietly, everything was quiet.

Everything went back to the past. The weather was clear and the wind was sunny. She laid on her legs and read quietly. From time to time, she mischievously pulled out one of her hair; or gave a peeled melon seed and kissed her; or sang Tao Zhe's song "You Are Marry Me Today".

The warm spring flowers bring the sentimentality of winter

A romantic breath of breeze

Every love song suddenly becomes full of meaning

I suddenly saw you at this moment

The warm fragrance of spring brings away the coldness of winter

Unexpected love blowing

The birds' songs bring us closer

I suddenly fell in love with you at this moment

Listen to me and walk with me

Create a happy life

It's too late yesterday, it's a pity tomorrow

Would you marry me today?

....

Liu Qingquan started to whimper as he sang, tears hanging on his face, so hot and hot, "Ah~~~" Liu Qingquan stood up and howled, his voice was so heartbreaking, and suddenly fell on the stone, holding his head with his hands, crying silently, and then laughed loudly, after laughing, lying down like a smile but not a smile, and looking at the night sky without any moon, there was only a few starlight traveling through endless time and space to Liu Qingquan's dull gaze.

"Not blaming her" for a long time, Liu Qingquan said three words. Thinking about it carefully, the two of them just chose different lifestyles. They couldn't give her what she wanted, and they would be separated sooner or later. But the life she wanted was not easy. In 2020, the housing prices in Beijing would cost 890,000 yuan per square meter in Yanjiao, and 16170,000 yuan in the urban area. Good locations were even more expensive, not to mention that what she wanted was a villa, which was even more out of reach. Those with houses were millionaires and billionaires. They took it out for renting them out more than they had earned. The monthly salary of 20,000 yuan in the face of the rising prices and the depreciation of money year by year, is simply a joke, and it is not as durable as ten thousand yuan five years ago.

"Don't blame her~~~No blame her." Liu Qingquan said twice, then slowly fell asleep and slept on this big stone.
Chapter completed!