Chapter 329 Heartbreaking Love

After Amei's mother left, I was stunned and sat on the sofa in the reception room without any sense of movement, feeling that I had become a sculpture, a flesh-free sculpture

I didn't expect Amei's mother to come to me in person when she went to work on Mondays. I didn't expect Amei's mother would say those heartless and hurtful words to me, making me feel extremely humiliated. Worried, sad and melancholy.

Amei said that her mother was a little snobbish, but in my opinion it was not a little bit, but the thick one could not be thicker, and the strong one could not be more intense. It was simply a snobbish terrain. Not only was it not a bad thing, Amei's mother was also a snobbish ancestor, an ancestor, a big one could not be greater.

I suddenly remembered the trip to Shiwang Lake during my xx training center, and the miserable love story.

Dong Wa, the son of the poor hunter, fell in love with Shi Linger, the daughter of the landlord.

Under the constraints of feudal ethics of a good match, the two chose to elope.

But in the end, Dong Wa was chopped off by a vibrator and scorpion-hearted landlord, and was thrown onto the small island in the heart of Shiwang Lake, and finally starved to death

The infatuated Ling'er cried to death on the other side

This is a love tragedy on earth

Could this love tragedy be repeated in me and Xian Mei?

Thinking of Amei's crying love, another modern version of Ling'er is vividly

Thinking of this, a severe pain in my heart, a huge soreness hit me, and my hands became numb and cold.

I remembered the poem that Lao Tzu wrote on the island in the center of Shiwang Lake. Love sorrow, heartbreaking love sorrow

Love Sorrow

Dong Wa Ling'er is in love with each other, and the hateful household head is separated from it

Feudal ethics kill people, ghosts and monsters make tragic songs

A miserable baby with broken hands and feet starved to death on the island

The infatuated spirit was howling, the heart was broken and the tears were exhausted

I silently recited it to the end, tears flowed down my eyes with dissatisfaction

The song "Love Sorrow" written by Lao Tzu at that time is a fierce attack on the feudal ethics of "being a good match".

But now, this kind of feudal ethics of dogs has made me meet again. I was touched alive and my head was bloody and my heart was broken, making me truly experience the huge pressure and constraints of "being a good match".

How long will this feudal remnant feudal stream of "meaningful families" last on the land of China?

How many more love tragedies do you need to know about?

Which dog-good turtle bastard proposed this feudal ethics?

At this moment, someone was talking from the corridor, and I woke up.

I am now sitting on the sofa in the reception room. If someone comes in and sees me like this, I will have a lot of questions.

When Amei's mother left, she did not bring the door of the reception room. People passing by the door could see me at a glance.

I hurriedly wiped my tears with my cold hands, stood up and walked out

I wanted to return to "not-one or not", but when I thought of my mental state and mental outlook at this moment, I gave up the idea of ​​returning to the office immediately

Stepping on the thick carpet, I came to the end of the corridor like a ghost, hiding at the corner of the stairs, where no one usually comes here

I squatted there with my hands holding my head in pain, recalling what Amei's mother said to me over and over again, filtering and experiencing it.

It seems that at this time, Amei's mother is still standing opposite me, slandering me like a tsunami, contempt, sneering, and sneering

Yes, there is a huge difference between my family and your family. The difference is huge. My conditions in all aspects are not worthy of your Mei. I am clear and self-aware in my heart. You, the snobbish ancestor, pointed at my nose and said to me.

Thinking of what Amei's mother said, I was so embarrassed and angry that I had the heart to jump off the building

what do I do?

Some time ago, after careful consideration, I decided to "remain Xian and let warm up" and decided to give up Pili Ya and treat Amei with concentration.

During this period, although I couldn't bear to tell Piliya, she had already noticed something with Piliya's sensitive and carefulness.

Besides, how did Piliya know about me getting drunk last Friday night?

Yesterday, the scene with Piliya in the kitchen of Brother Manjiang's house seemed to be right in front of him. I remembered Piliya's sad and sad eyes at that time, and the sad sob that she seemed to be smiling, crying, and the last four words "Please go out". Piliya was already discouraged by me.

Liu Xian puts warm Liu Xian puts warm, this four-character policy of "releasing warm" is to let go, but it was not what I let go, but Pili Ya took the initiative to leave me.

It seems that "Liu Xian" can't keep it anymore. With the heartless words that Amei's mother said and her firm attitude of never giving up, I can't keep it anymore.

Thinking of this, a huge feeling of loss, loneliness, and despair enveloped me tightly. I felt that I was slowly getting smaller, slowly being compressed, slowly being squeezed dry, slowly being swallowed