Our story is very simple. My girlfriend and I met in university and we had been in love for ten years. After graduation, from a long-distance relationship, I resolutely gave up the high-paying job and came to Shanghai where she lives to work hard again.
We trust each other very much. When we are in a long-distance relationship, I can only visit her once every three or four months because of the busy work.
Whenever I go to her residence, the first thing she opens the door always deliberately jokingly said loudly: "My boyfriend is here, you hide it, don’t come out."
I always twist her too His face smiled knowingly. Ten years of trials have given me enough confidence to believe her.
Others say: It is not time that kills love, but distance. But after six years of long-distance relationship, I ruined the love within a short distance.
The nature of my job requires frequent business trips. I travel four or five days a month. When I am away on business, I call my girlfriend every night to report my safety.
On December 1st last year, the company arranged for my business trip in Suzhou. I knew that December 2nd was my girlfriend’s birthday. I applied for it to the 3rd.
But the company said that this case is a bit tricky, and it may be too late to go on the 3rd. I called my girlfriend, but she comforted me that work is important and I can come back to make up on my birthday.
In the afternoon, I went to other cities on a business trip. On the afternoon of December 2nd, I finished my work and got news that there was a situation on the party's side and I had to wait a few days for the court.
Suddenly I wanted to surprise my girlfriend. I immediately left for Shanghai and ordered a cake. It was already eight o'clock in the evening when I returned to our residence.
When I opened the door, the room was completely dark. I turned on the light and turned on twice. There was no one in the house.
My girlfriend is usually very busy. Overtime is a common occurrence. I thought she was working overtime. I happened to cook a bowl of longevity noodles for her.
I boil the water,Just put the noodles in the pot, my girlfriend called.
When I answered the phone, I heard my girlfriend say softly: "My dear, what are you doing?" I said: "I just returned to the hotel from my work, are you off work? What are you doing? Are you taking a shower? I listen When there is a sound of water?"
I heard words that I never want to hear in this life. She said, "I'm off work. I'm at home. I'm about to take a shower. I am a little tired from work today. I want to rest early. My dear, you’ve been on a business trip and take a break earlier.”
I suddenly felt like the world was spinning, and the chopsticks in my hand fell to the ground. She asked, “My dear, what’s wrong with you. , What's the sound?"
I said: "It's okay, my pen fell on the floor, you should rest early, happy birthday."
She said thank you and hung up the phone. I am at this moment with mixed flavors. I want to send her a WeChat and a photo of me at home.
But I hold it back. I don't believe she will do this kind of thing. My self-comfort is to find various reasons for her.
Maybe there are other reasons, maybe it's too late to work overtime and I don't want to worry about me. I decided to ask in person.
I put the longevity noodles in a bowl, put them on the table, unwrap the cake, and turn on the electronic candle. Sitting on the sofa waiting for her to come back, I thought to myself: You must find you a suitable reason.
I have never felt such a long hours in my life on the sofa. The phone is picked up and down, and then picked up again.
The time has finally come to six o'clock in the morning, and I finally understand that she will not return to the home in my heart.
I left her a line on the birthday hat: I didn't expect this to be the last time I would say happy birthday to you.
I packed my things, turned off the lights, and locked the door. Back to Suzhou by car,Turn the phone to mute and start working. I want to forget everything with work.
At 11:50 in the morning, I turned on the phone after I was busy with work, and she made 78 missed calls to me and sent 237 messages.
The content is probably that she was wrong. I asked me to ask her once. Ten years of love can't be lost because of one mistake.
I sent her a video of me bowing and deleted all her contact information.
I once told her that if one day we break up, I will bow to her and thank her for her company. I don’t regret loving her. No more forgiveness.
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