Second View(2)

He traveled to the field to do business that time, an old friend of mine introduced his sister to me, we two young and vigorous, soon fell in love, when he came back we have been everyone's envy of the divine couple, he was first not too happy, but then recovered good face, complained to me: "really, this kind of thing also do not talk to me first, as soon as you come back to you off the hook!"I indulged in a beautiful love, eyebrows fluttering to him to praise his girlfriend, how beautiful she is, how gentle, how much she loves me, how much I love her, said only after realizing that he has long been cold and dead staring at me.I don't know why I was afraid, thought he was angry at my behavior after the first cut, carefully observe his expression, he fell first laugh out, I was relieved, but inside or vaguely uneasy.

The first year I spent with him safe and sound, just when I thought my life will be organized, I will be with the love of my life into the marriage hall, inheritance of the family property, and spend the rest of their lives happily, but he broke the tranquility of my life.First, his girlfriend suddenly disappeared, a few days later was found tortured to death, the scene of the crime was horrific, I hugged her body and cried bitterly, at her funeral I recalled in a trance that we had spent the sweet time, her knitted brows and smile touched my heart, like the spring breeze and rain belongs only to her bright and gentle.The murderer strangled all the clues to the clean, girlfriend's brother depressed, their families have also passed away, died before changing the will to a strange woman they all the property.

Then there was a family murder in the apartment building where I lived, the killer was a janitor who had just been released from prison on a reduced sentence and was working in a parking lot a few neighborhoods away, but somehow he managed to fool the security guards and slip in to slaughter a family, which I usually have a good relationship with, and who have a pair of smart and cute twin daughters, and that day just happened to be the birthday of the two children, and the means were said to be very brutal, and the janitor killed and dismembered the family, and I was left in a haunted state.He sat at the dining table eating cake while holding the murder weapon in his arms, and when the police rushed in, he woke up from a dream, lost his memory of the murder, and couldn't remember why he did it, just a voice in his head ordering him to carry it out, and the doctor identified him as suffering from a mental illness.

One night, Mr. invited me to dinner, he told me he was getting married to someone he met on a blind date, divorced once and had a son in elementary school.I was still immersed in the pain of the murder of his girlfriend and neighbor could not be extricated, once I heard that he had finally found true love, my heart mixed feelings, nostalgia for the sweet time of my girlfriend and I can not help but weep, raise a glass to congratulate him.

Once again, I got drunk and stayed in the hotel for a night, and then when I had a medical checkup, the doctor said I had to abstain from drinking, and my body collapsed at a young age.

During that time I was very confused, as if my life is really all the family planning the way, I seldom go to work on time, take my father's vice card to swipe everywhere, twenty-six years old, I am like a jerk, late rebellion let me from the young master of the spring breeze of the life of the young master to become drunkenness and sleeplessness, not doing their jobs, self-degradation of the losers of the unfilial son.

As if only this kind of intoxicated life can make me feel satisfied in an instant, my temper is getting more and more violent, more and more mean and harsh words, look down on all the people whose families are not as distinguished as mine.

Everyone began to alienate me, even my best friend who grew up with me shook his head and said that I had changed, unlike the old me, the old sun that used to radiate light, what did I reply?What did I say to them? Oh yes, I said back to them that it's not me who has changed but your opinion. I am sure that if they look at me with the same eyes as before, they will still realize that I am still the same cheerful and lively me.

Mr. wedding day I went to eat wine, I do not care how much I drank, I was waiting to die, family and friends and what I do not have that kind of concern, they now hate to see me die early, people need to live a life of satisfaction, why care about those who care about the mess and things?I went into the hospital ICU, when I opened my eyes I cried, tears of remorse, my parents nervously Hou in my side, friends also crowded in the bedside.I cried my eyes out and resolved to change my ways. It turned out that they hadn't changed, and what had changed was indeed me, and that there were many people in the world who loved me, and I also had many people to love.When I got out of the hospital, I took the initiative to admit my mistakes and salvage my precarious relationships. I was still young and everything could be done again.The next year was a precious year in my life, I found value in life.