During the Spring Festival that year, he drank six bowls of Meng Po Tang.

It is said that Meng Po Tang got drunk after six mouthfuls:

One bite is sweet, and the other is rebellious spicy;

Three people cherish acid, four people feel bitter in debt, and five people are numb;

The last bite is white water: it dilutes the taste in the mouth, forgets the past, forgets love and hate, and relaxes the brow.

It's another Spring Festival.

That year he was still a small official trapped in the system. Life is smooth, but it is also bleak. He has always wanted to break through, but because of his weak personality and lofty nature, he has never had a chance to rise to a high position. After careful consideration, I took a shortcut, changed my lifestyle, seized an opportunity for further study, and got a remarkable new future.

When he went to Beijing for training, he not only broadened his horizons, met elites from all corners of the country, but also met tall women from Xiang Xue. The two met after a brief encounter, and the woman's talent, IQ and gentleness were unprecedented to him. He loves her, and she loves him, but they are not teenagers after all, and no one can leave behind the mountains and rivers they have laid in their hometown.

When we parted, we really held hands and looked at each other with tears.

In the Spring Festival that year, he couldn't stand the pain of lovesickness any longer, and drove to her city alone for three days and three nights:

Hello, happy new year.

Hello, where are you? I'm having dinner with my friends.

That's good, right?

Yeah, it's good.

He drove to the bar she told him about. Through the window, he saw her and a man opposite her singing wine, and her eyes were full of love.

Thousands of miles away, he abandoned his wife and daughter ... He smiled bitterly at his innocence.

On the way back, his car had a little accident. The car was towed back and the people were carried back. He was only slightly bruised, but he stayed in the hospital for more than half a month. The wife didn't ask anything, so she left a letter on the day he was discharged from the hospital: Go ahead, just follow your heart.

Wife and daughter go abroad. He finally relaxed and lived a chic bachelor life. With hard work and hard work, I also got a new future. As the saying goes, flowers are very lively.

He has nothing in common with her. She cried, and she must have recognized his polite manners and greetings. Adults know that kind of coolness, restraint and indifference.

He also misses that woman many times on some nights. Too many women threw themselves at him and he lost his eyes. Every time he thinks it's her.

One day she sent an e-mail, "I went to a sideline, and I can be promoted two levels in a row when I come back." It's a bit remote, but it's better than the dull and monotonous work now. I have been to your city, and the woman you are holding is really beautiful, but it is not me. "

His heart ached, but he still replied, "I have lost my taste and forgotten the past." I wish you a bright future. "

Another Spring Festival, she added his WeChat, and both of them used their mobile phone numbers to search, but no one said hello. But the other person will definitely look at each other's circle of friends.

He saw that she had made achievements at the grassroots level, that she had become an industry leader, and that she had always liked her handsome appearance. A little to make him happy for her.

Another day, he looked through his circle of friends, and she said, Happy wedding.

In the photo, she is still beautiful and smiling. The boy hugging is roughly the face he saw.

He thought: it's over, it's all over, and his heart seems relaxed. Don't delete friends, but don't look at each other's circle of friends.

He was promoted step by step, his career was prosperous, he was deeply loved by the people, and he was honest and clean.

He visited other provinces and passed by her city.

He was caught in a snowstorm and delayed his trip.

Sitting on the bed in the hotel, he saw the news that a local jeep had an accident and overturned, and three people in it died on the spot. One is a new local official. He saw the bloody scene and his heart was pounding. He thought it was her. It must be her. He went to the scene of her accident and attended her funeral. He met her family. He saw and thought that the man she loved was her half-brother. She has no lover and no children.

He was so shocked that he couldn't speak and couldn't even remember her face.

Meng Po's soup is divided into six parts:

Sweet and rebellious,

Three mouthfuls of bitterness and four mouthfuls of bitterness,

Five mouths are numb, but the last one is white water.

Fade the taste in your mouth and forget the past,

Love and hate are all lost, and the word "Sichuan" is relieved.

At this time, the mobile phone rang "Dad, my mother and I will go back to China next week".

That year, Beijing studied in his notebook, and she read "It's good to be alive, so many encounters, so many reunions". She wrote a sentence at the back, and she said, "It's really good." ...