What's the saddest sentence you've ever heard?

After dating for five years, I saw a WeChat message on my boyfriend's mobile phone: "If you don't have a girlfriend, will you like me?"

He replied with one word: "Yes."

I handed him the chat log.

After a long silence, he put out the cigarette butt,

I said that she is just a colleague, and I also promised that nothing will happen to her in the future, isn't that enough? "

When he said this, there was no expression on his face, but he did not hide the disappointment and blame in his voice.

At that moment, I realized that I didn't seem to know this person.

Half asleep and half awake, I heard someone open the door and slowly walk towards the bed.

A familiar breath came over my face, I got up and put my arms around Jiang Ling's neck.

When his lips were still a few centimeters away from him, he suddenly turned his head to avoid my kiss.

This subconscious action stunned him and me for a moment, and made me completely sleepless.

Probably wanting to avoid embarrassment, Jiang Ling tugged on his tie and went straight into the bathroom.

Not long after, the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom.

Jiang Ling has been working a lot of overtime recently, and often comes back very late.

Thinking that he might be too busy to eat, the embarrassment and depression just now disappeared in half.

I looked for my phone, but, let's order him a takeaway first.

Then I remembered that the phone was still charging in the living room.

Turning his head, he found Jiang Ling's mobile phone casually thrown by the pillow.

Without thinking too much, I picked it up, picked a shop he frequented recently, and ordered a bowl of bone soup noodles.

After ordering takeaway, I was about to turn off the screen when Meituan sent me a notification saying that the errand order I bought for me had been delivered.The order information showed that it was a pack of brown sugar and a box of Tianqi dysmenorrhea capsules.

Immediately afterwards, a WeChat message popped up on the screen: "Painkillers are very useful, thank you."

I was stunned, my fingers hovered above the screen, and it took me a long time to click in.

The most recent chat time was half an hour ago.

Jiang Ling: "When you went back just now, your complexion was not very good."

The other party replied with a pitiful emoji.

Jiang Ling: "I've finished the plan."

The other party replied quickly: "Okay, then I can sleep a little longer tomorrow and come back to the company later."

Jiang Ling: "Yes."

Not long after, Jiang Ling asked again, "Are you okay?"

There is no return.

Five minutes later, Jiang Ling sent another sentence: "I bought something for you, keep warm these few days."

Jiang Ling didn't set a note for her, but looking at the profile picture and chat content, it's obvious.

She is Zhou Xuan.

The first time I heard the name Zhou Xuan was a month ago.

Jiang Ling accompanied me to the movies that day, halfway through the movie, I noticed that he was a little absent-minded.

When I looked back at him again, I found that he was looking down at his mobile phone, with a faint smile on his lips, and a relaxed state between his brows and eyes.

I looked at him and hesitated for a while before asking, "What are you looking at?"

Jiang Ling still lowered his head and said with a smile, "Zhou Xuan."

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

That was the first time I heard the name "Zhou Xuan" from Jiang Ling's mouth.

The speed of speech was gentle, and her name lingered on the tip of her tongue, which was very pleasant.

As if realizing something, he suddenly raised his head to look at me.

After looking at me for two seconds, he handed me the phone and explained seriously,

"Zhou Xuan is a new colleague in the company. She is very serious about her work. I just regard her as a junior who can be mentored."

I stared straight at the phone screen.The girl in the video seems to be having a birthday, someone put cake on her face, she didn't care at all, instead she grinned brightly.

It can be seen that she is a girl with a good personality.

"The video was sent to the group by a colleague, I just clicked in and took a look."

Jiang Ling took my hand and held it tightly, the warm touch was very clear, and his voice was always gentle, "Nan Nan, trust me."

I watched him for a long time, and he looked calm, not like lying.

But for some reason, his smile just kept popping up in my mind.

We didn't say a word until the end of the movie.

Unexpectedly, it turned out that everything had been foreshadowed.

Ten minutes later, the bathroom door opened.

Jiang Ling changed into pajamas, his wet hair was still dripping.

The moment he met my gaze, Jiang Ling was obviously taken aback,

"You checked my phone?"

I just wanted to speak, but I couldn't help the itching in my throat, and I covered my lips and coughed softly.

Jiang Ling stared at me for a while, then asked hesitantly, "Are you having a cold?"

I hummed lightly.

It's already autumn, and my immunity has been relatively weak since I was a child. If I don't pay attention, it will cause a very serious cold and fever.

I have been with Jiang Ling for five years. In previous years, every time when the season was about to change, he always looked like an enemy.

Staring at the weather forecast every day, reminding me to bring an umbrella, or grab me to go to the gym, all kinds of preventive measures.

I laughed at him for being too nervous, and he would wrap his arms around my waist from behind, bury his head on my shoulder, and say sullenly,

"I don't want you to get sick, not even a cold."

But in the past few days, Jiang Ling and I have fallen into an inexplicable cold war, and he seems completely unaware of these changes.

"I've been too busy with work recently, so I didn't pay attention." Jiang Ling's voice pulled me back from my thoughts.

He didn't know when he sat on the side of the bed, and pulled the quilt for me, with a hint of guilt in his eyes, "It won't happen next time."

I was still holding his mobile phone and couldn't help but ask, "Just because of work?"

"I really have nothing to do with Zhou Xuan."

He took out a cigarette from the drawer and lit it, his tone full of exhaustion.

I didn't say a word, and handed him a chat record I just turned over.

The time was three days ago, Zhou Xuan seemed to be drunk, and sent a WeChat message to Jiang Ling in the middle of the night,

"Would you like me if I didn't have a girlfriend?"

Jiang Ling replied with only one word: "Yes."

Seeing this conversation, Jiang Ling was stunned.

After being silent for a while, he put out his cigarette butt, looked up at me,

"I said that she is just a colleague, and I also promised that nothing will happen to her in the future. Isn't that enough?"

When he said this, there was no expression on his face, but he did not hide the disappointment and blame in his voice.

At that moment, I realized that I didn't seem to know this person.

Jiang Ling's mobile phone rang again at a very inappropriate time when we were arguing.

The message popped up, it was from Zhou Xuan, asking if he had eaten.

Then came another sentence:

"I guess you must have not eaten it. I ordered a bone soup noodle for you, which is the one I took you to last time."

I stared blankly at this sentence, my heart seemed to be gripped and torn by a big hand, and I was almost out of breath.

In fact, Jiang Ling didn't like noodles very much before.

When he was a child, his family’s conditions were not good, his father left early, and his mother worked hard in other places, so he often left him at home alone, and couldn’t even eat enough.

At that time, Jiangling was withdrawn and bored, and the children in the neighborhood didn't like to play with him. Only I often went to him.

Once I went to his house to deliver something to him, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw him sitting on a bench, with his head bowed and silently eating noodles.

Realizing that I was looking at him, Jiang Ling seemed to be at a loss for a moment.

However, he quickly put away his emotions and continued to eat as if nothing had happened.

I stared at his thin side face and suddenly felt very sad.

Perhaps, there are also some sympathies.

My mother wanted a son all the time, but she hurt her body when she gave birth to me. The doctor said that it would be difficult to conceive in the future.

So my mother always hated me.

During those hopeless and lonely days, Jiang Ling and I accompanied each other, comforted each other, and survived bit by bit.

When Jiangling graduated from junior high school, his mother succeeded in starting a business and even appeared on the financial news at the time, and then took him away.

For a long time, I didn't see him again until in college.

After we got together, I discovered that Jiangling had never eaten noodles.

I can probably guess why.

He didn't want to recall the embarrassment of that time again.

But recently, I often see him take home the bone soup noodles from the shop at the intersection.

At first, I asked him jokingly why he suddenly fell in love with noodles.

He replied calmly, "There is no reason, I just want to eat."

I was glad at that time, it seemed that he really let go.

It turned out that it was because of her.I broke up with Jiang Ling.

When I was pulling the zipper of the suitcase, Jiang Ling suddenly grabbed my wrist,

"Chen Nan, do you really want to leave?"

I was forced to look up at him.

In the past, I always liked the way Jiang Ling looked at me, gentle and delicate, with a sense of concentration in the whole person.

In my sophomore year, my roommate and I made an appointment to travel to Dali, but my roommate missed the appointment because of something urgent.

At that time, I thought, anyway, I bought the air tickets and made the strategy, so I simply went by myself.

On the second day after arriving in Dali, I went mountain climbing.

When the looming glow overflowed from the smoky mountains, I saw a familiar face.

It is Gangneung.

"Aren't you still competing in Beijing?" I asked him, very pleasantly surprised.

Jiang Ling rubbed his hands, took off the scarf around his neck, and wrapped it around me.

His face and ear tips were red from the cold, and his voice trembled a little.

"I saw you coming to Dali alone to watch the sunrise in the circle of friends. I was worried and rushed back early."

"I want to watch it with you."

Jiang Ling stared at me intently.

The pale golden sunlight reflected in his eyes, but the scorching heat spread in my heart.

After returning from Dali, my relationship with him became delicate, and we were together soon.

But now it seems to have changed.

Obviously I haven't changed, obviously I still only have him in my heart, but now he only has irritability and impatience towards me.

Probably, he didn't even realize it.

"After packing up, move tomorrow morning."

Withdrawing my thoughts, I avoided his sight and pulled out my hand, "I'll sleep in the guest room tonight."

At more than twelve o'clock in the morning, I will pack my things and lie on the bed exhausted.

As soon as I turned on my phone, I found a friend request: "I'm Zhou Xuan."

After passing the verification, Zhou Xuan kept silent, and I clicked on her circle of friends.

The latest one was just posted.

Attached are two photos.

The first is a selfie of her, with a steaming bowl of bone broth noodles on the table behind her.

The second photo is also a bowl of bone soup noodles, and the background of the photo is very familiar.

The dining table is a checkered pattern, and there is a bouquet of delicate roses on the table.

The vase containing the roses was bought when I went to the supermarket with Jiang Ling.

Zhou Xuan's accompanying text is "hhhh, eat noodles with someone in the cloud! (This is a circle of friends that only someone can see)"

Next, Jiang Ling gave her a thumbs up.