My girlfriend who has been in business for ten years is getting married. What does this mean?

First, both protagonists are aliases, but where did this alias come from? I think the technician who died in the Gobi Desert in Xinjiang is called Lv Qinyang, and the last person who became a mistress in the square is probably the technician's girlfriend. Because it has been said in the article that technicians often tell the author about love that makes him want to doze off. Technicians have always been afraid that their girlfriends will marry others. So, the last student was the author, and I met not Ling Yiqi, but the technician's girlfriend.

Second, finally, the author went to talk to Luo XX. I think the author must have gone to talk to Luo XX. Luo must have said in the article that he didn't want to marry Ling. Ling also called Lu and said that it seemed to be coming back to life. Actually, it should be true here Why the sudden short tail? My idea is: something happened later, only to find out that it was just pre-marital anxiety. This sentence is in another paragraph sent by the author, not in the article. Reference: ("Today is Valentine's Day in February 14, 20 13, and it is also the wedding day of Ling Yiyao on the fifth day of the fourth lunar month. Originally intended to finish the story and disappear, let it slowly cool down and gradually be forgotten, now I decided to give it a final answer, so as to save so many people from guessing, and the more you guess, the more bizarre it becomes.

I also want to say to some people here, don't judge the world by your living environment as the principle of axiomatic theorem, such as school age. I am a rural child in Rugao town. I was less than six years old when I was in primary school, because there were no bridges on the canal, only ferries. After drowning several children, the school opened a small branch in Hedong. There are only seven students in my class. Later, a guy failed, and there were only six people left in my grade-if you think this is ridiculous, please take it easy when judging people and things in the future.

In 2000, I was under the age of 15, and entered Baipu High School with the score of 12 of the whole school. However, due to the focus on playing football all day, my study was affected. I got the first place in my class and got 20 or 30 points. It was also there that I began my first love in life and was unfortunately arrested. I was tortured by the Political and Educational Affairs Office and received special care from the head teacher Lao Yao. In order to warm up after getting up in winter, we took a sip of red wine when we went out. Finally, Lao Yao stopped us at the door, and everyone did 20 push-ups. He finally locked me in. Later, he said to his roommate, Ah Rong, "XXX drank wine this morning, probably because of emotional frustration. You must care about him. "

Thank you, Chitose.

Just like the story says, I failed the math test in the college entrance examination and only got the second grade, while Ling Yiyao played normally and got the famous brand, but at least I can fall in love with Ling Yiyao aboveboard. This kind of love is neither great nor glorious. Like all lovers on campus, they are confused and confused, quarreling over inexplicable trifles and having fun over pretentious trifles. But after I graduated from college, everything suddenly became heavy, because I couldn't get rid of the shackles of poverty with a monthly salary of two or three thousand.

The most irreconcilable contradiction between lovers is quarreling over money.

I started writing novels in my spare time, hoping to become a so-called immortal writer. I wrote a story about a teenager who got guidance from the gods, cultivated and improved, and finally became a master of the three realms of ghosts and gods. This kind of story is boring, but there is just a market, which may earn me money to marry my wife. But in the end, I made no achievements, because I was not interested at all, and my later novels were also mediocre urban love stories.

Later, I went to be a gunman for the publishing house and a wedding dress for others. Write your own story, sign other people's names, and take a sum of money like selling parents' and children's money. This kind of job can provide me with an annual salary of 70 thousand to 80 thousand, but I am just the shadow of others and have no social status. Ling Yiyao's father asked me what I do, and I said it was a publishing house, but I knew in my heart that my name was not on the staff roster of the publishing house at all.

I'm just a shadow warrior paid by others.

During that time, Ling Yiyao's parents said "no" to me, and there was a constant dispute between Ling Yiyao and me. I was depressed for a time and couldn't sleep all night. It was also during that time that I talked more with a Beijing girl I knew in my early years. When I first met her, she was only eighteen or nineteen. Without makeup, she looks like Ling Yiyao in college.

I walked into a dead end. I took this Beijing girl as Ling Yiyao, trying to crowd Ling Yiyao out with someone I've never met before. The days of inversion passed like this. Later, I don't know whether I secretly love Beijing girls or miss Ling Yiyao.

Later, when the Beijing girl grew up, she and her classmates founded a "powerful" brand, while I was still an unknown Lv Qinyang, deleting Weibo and Douban from each other.

Later, I met an elder, not only a brother, but also an uncle. He asked me if I was afraid of hardship and whether I wanted to join the project and join this hard and explosive industry. At that time, I was crazy about money. When I see an armored car, I will unconsciously think about various possibilities. I am eager to make money every day, but I don't know how to make money. Because of this contradiction, I can't sleep every day

Ling Yiyao tried to stop me, but I went with him anyway. I went to the seaside to encircle the sea first, but I didn't make any cash. The payment method of government projects is nonsense. Later, we went to Xinjiang to be a photovoltaic power station, and the technicians who walked through the Gobi Desert in the Yellow Sea left their lives there. He is one year younger than me, and the reason for coming out to work is for a woman.

Because the casualty accident will lead to the stagnation of the project, the owner finally entrusted the relationship to issue a natural death certificate, and 800,000 yuan was solved. The body was cremated in the local area a few days later. In order to take him back to Jiangsu, the three of us took turns driving and put our mobile phones on the urn. An old man from his hometown called: "It's freezing in the cold, go home quickly!" "

Back home, it is a foregone conclusion that Ling Yiyao will marry someone else. In her words, "It doesn't seem to matter to me whether I marry him or you". We are always sneaking on the phone, and we are all tired of it. When the wedding day approached at the end of the year, Ling Yiyao inevitably met some of our old friends at that time when sending invitations. Her mood fluctuated, she began to hesitate, and even thought about breaking off her marriage.

But even if he is not what she wants, am I what she wants now?

I used to think that love can be recovered, but in the end, we quarreled for a while, and we all found that it was just an ordinary and insufficient pre-marital anxiety. We parted ways a long time ago, but I lived alone in my own world, thinking that the two roads would still meet in front.

That technician often talks to me about his love that makes me want to doze off after drinking. As soon as he mentioned that his girlfriend might marry someone else in the future, he couldn't help but wipe his tears and said, "If she marries someone else in the future, I must lie in front of her house and cross over me before I let her go out."

654381October 27th, I did the most fucked-up thing in my life. I went to his girlfriend's wedding hotel and put an old red cloth under the welcome blanket. Now you are lying here, but can you stop it?

As for what red cloth is, people in my hometown may understand it.

After telling this story, I am more involved than any of you. I always dream of the river in Baipu High School, that she walked off the bridge in a blue and white school uniform, and that she stood on the balcony and looked anxiously into the distance. But so what? When I think of her now, I only remember her at the age of fifteen to twenty-four, but I don't remember what she looks like after makeup.

My temper is getting worse and worse. Sometimes I throw things inexplicably, and sometimes I sing alone at home. I sometimes wonder if I am a little schizophrenic, and if I will wake up one day and find that some of my experiences are just a dream.

Yesterday was the day when hometown customs greeted the God of Wealth, but today it is the day to send the God of Wealth. There are bright fireworks all over the sky, including blessings for her future. At five o'clock in the morning, I got on the bus to Shanghai. I stayed in Shanghai for one night today and will fly to Beijing tomorrow to meet some senior people.

On the fifth day of the first month, on Valentine's Day, an old friend put on new clothes and married another woman. ) this passage will definitely explain something.

Third, why did the author write the ending like this? First, it's because of the feeling after watching the fantasy drifting of Juvenile School. Second, Ling Yike was disheartened by the author, and felt that it was better to die in the Gobi Desert in Xinjiang, without having to face the pain of relatives marrying others. This kind of pain, people who have never experienced it, will definitely not understand.

Fourth: The last junior is the author, as mentioned earlier. Some people really are Lu Qinyang's junior, and the article was written by Lu Xuemei according to her diary before her death. I don't think so. If it was really written by Lu Xuedi, he couldn't write such a delicate emotional dialogue at all.

Just a personal opinion! At this time, Lu Qinyang is probably still fulfilling his dream in the Gobi Desert in Xinjiang, while Ling Yiqi has only lived in memory since then. I'm afraid it's hard to meet again in this life, so I won't say it!

Feeling: Reality has overcome all sincere feelings, just as Lv Qinyang said: This golden hoop should be worn first to show respect!

A little wordy, forgive me!