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Chapter 23 I Can Argue You, But I Can't Argue About Love (1)

A young couple lived next door. They looked like they had just graduated from university, with the fragrance of campus grass in their eyebrows and eyes.Going to work early in the morning, when I was waiting for the bus at the stop sign, I would always smile and say "Morning teacher" when I saw me.If the car hasn’t arrived yet, the boy will read the news on the phone with relish, and the girl will snuggle up to him quietly, not talking, just looking at a small piece of blue sky above the tall building and smiling slightly, very well-behaved and contented appearance.

Sometimes when he sees interesting news, the boy will have a heated discussion with her, and occasionally turn to me.It can be seen that the boy is very keen on someone talking to him, and he is very excited every time he speaks. Not only is there a witty remark, even if his own point of view is contrary to common sense, he can also argue the other party into silence.I have always been reluctant to argue with others, but this boy always has a way to arouse your desire to defend. Every time you know that you can't argue with him, but you still slide up the wave, the result is of course that you are caught by his extraordinary eloquence. The fall was even worse and more embarrassing.When I asked about it later, I learned that the boy had won the championship of the provincial college student debate competition when he was in college. Because of this, he successfully entered a radio station after graduation and had more room to display his eloquence.I politely casually said to the girl: Your boyfriend is very eloquent!I thought the girl would thank you humbly, but I never thought that her eyes lost their former brilliance and tenderness in an instant.Even the hands that were interlocking with the boy's fingers subconsciously loosened.I read her heart, there is a touch of sadness.As for why, it is not clear.

A few days later, I was taking a lunch break when I heard a sudden quarrel next door.Can't hear clearly, just know it seems intense.The boy's voice was as high as a radio with his program, the volume was turned up to the highest by someone, and the originally pleasant voice became a sharp noise.The girl's voice continued intermittently, and later, she simply remained silent.Boys, on the other hand, were almost babbling.I was a little annoyed, so I got up and wanted to knock on the door to make them less noisy.Before she dropped her hand, she heard the girl crying and shouting to the boy: My head hurts and my stomach is not feeling well, please, please stop talking, okay? !I believe the girl is telling the truth. She has habitual headaches and stomach problems. She once asked me, a teacher in the medical school, if there is any home remedy for it; I just told her to take more walks, less heartache, and more cooking. Some porridge to feed.They have been in love for three years, presumably the boy knows the girl's physical condition better than me, but he didn't mean to stop when the girl said this, but actually replied her coldly: I am If you want to argue for right and wrong, why don't you just bow your head?The girl cried and yelled at him: Okay, I was wrong, I admit defeat to you, I can't argue with you, please, please stop talking, I don't want to be the audience when you quarrel!
The neighbors finally quieted down.My heart can no longer be calm.I don't know if I should "mind my own business" and tell the girl that if three years of true love can't make him change his habit of arguing and quarreling, then this love really doesn't matter.Because, in the quarrel of love, debaters are never needed.In the circle formed by two people, there is no right or wrong. If there is a winner or loser, then the circle will also be split, and it can no longer be repaired to its original appearance.I also want to advise boys who are DJs. No girl will be willing to be a loyal listener when you quarrel. You can be silent or lose your temper, but you want to be the one who wins forever. Sorry, this debate Saili, you will definitely lose.

However, I am just a counselor in the medical school, and I can manage my own students, but I am no longer qualified to intervene in the young couple next door who has left the campus.

I don't need to worry anymore.After another quarrel a few months later, the girl broke up with the boy decisively.Under the stop sign, the girl still smiled when she met me.In this smile, there is loneliness and sentimentality, as well as relief and relaxation after finally letting go.As usual, I patted her on the back tenderly and said: Today is a sunny day.

After the girl got into the car, the boy ran over panting.Of course it was too late, this love was originally drowned by his words, so it was useless to say anything more.I walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said: You should have understood a long time ago that there is no need to care too much about right and wrong in love; moreover, the other half you love is not the pros or cons of the debate, but needs You work hard to win or lose.You just mistransplanted the audience and opponents in your life into love, so this love will definitely wither.

But what's the use of saying more?This boy who has always been proud looked at the car going away, and he was already sobbing.

I want to stand with you and watch the scenery.

And the place we walk hand in hand, no matter it is narrow and cold, or open and bright, is the home of our love.

Walking hand in hand is love.

Both of them were studying in graduate school that year, and they were poor students. The money they earned through hard work, except for the necessities of life, was basically very little left; therefore, traveling was almost a luxury for them.But in the blooming spring when graduation was approaching, he secretly saved a sum of living expenses and planned to take her to Lincheng for a short trip.

Unfortunately, the trip was not as smooth as expected. The car broke down halfway, and the schoolbag was accidentally left on the mountain when returning, which delayed the trip.So, by the time they finally finished their trip, the car to school had long since disappeared.They had no choice but to find a nearby hotel at the foot of the mountain.But the prices of hotels in tourist areas are so high that they don't even have the courage to bargain.Asked all the way along the street, it was the last one, the fat proprietress gave them a sideways glance, without saying a word, she went straight to an aisle where sundries were piled up, and said lazily: If you want, I will tidy up this room for you, no Counter-offer, 20 yuan a night.He turned to look at her with guilt on his face, but in his sight full of infinite sentimentality and guilt, she mustered up her courage in an instant, and calmly said to the proprietress who was full of disdain: Such a house costs 20 yuan. It's too expensive, 10 yuan, otherwise we won't be able to stay.The proprietress looked at the thin girl opposite in surprise, she was silent for a moment, then turned and walked out.When she came back again, she was holding a quilt and a pillow in her hands.She knew that the bargain was successful, and she was very happy in her heart. In the dim light, she went to find his hand. The moment they held each other, her face turned red.

It was still early spring at that time, and the small room temporarily built in the hallway, with a quilt, was obviously cold.She hesitated for a moment, then planned to ask for another bed.As soon as I walked to the corner near the bar, I heard the proprietress sneer in a high-pitched voice: "It's shabby enough, two people cost 10 yuan a night, and no one can add quilts for them. It's strange to see if they don't wake up from freezing in the middle of the night!"She heard it through the wall, stopped immediately, turned and went back to the room.But when he pushed the door, he still wiped his tears with his hands, and then smiled coquettishly at him: Let's build a bed, because, I want you to keep me warm.He lovingly hugged her into his arms without saying a word, but his heart was slowly scratched by an invisible blade.In fact, even if she didn't say anything, he knew that she must have hit a wall.But just because of her cover-up, his heart was filled with unspeakable pain and bitterness.

That night, they did nothing.The two of them just snuggled together quietly, listening to the strong wind at the foot of the mountain, roaring outside, trying to smash the temporary door over and over again.She was curled up in his arms like a small animal; while he tried his best to turn his arms into warm wings to protect her tightly.She thought that she would really wake up from the cold in the middle of the night as the proprietress said, but she slept soundly; even though, she didn't realize until she woke up that her feet were already cold.He touched her by accident, got up immediately, put her feet on his chest to warm them, and he didn't let go until she laughed and said it was itchy.He said, in the future, I will definitely give you a bright and spacious house full of sunlight and the fragrance of flowers.She touched his dry and cold lips with the tip of her nose, and replied softly: But, as long as I have you, that's enough.

When checking out, the proprietress rolled her eyelids and asked coldly, "Did you sleep well?"She raised her head and smiled: Of course, don't you know that love can be used as a quilt?The proprietress looked at them in surprise, but she held his hand, facing the fragrant flowers outside and the bright morning sun, and proudly walked out with her head held high.

After they graduated, they went to a favorite seaside city.There, in order to have a hut to live in, they worked tenaciously.Due to their poverty, their parents were not only unable to buy a house for them and provide financial assistance, but also often, because of their poor health, they felt even more burdened physically and mentally.The house prices in this city are soaring day by day, and the confidence of many people who come to the island city from other places to work hard is hit day by day.But he and she are always full of hope for life.He firmly believes that with her help, he will be able to create a world.But she felt that with him, even if she lived in a rented house, she would not feel sad about it.

A few years later, he finally succeeded in fulfilling his promise and bought her a house with one bedroom and one living room by the beautiful seaside.At that time, many former classmates, with the help of their parents, had already lived in a bright building with three bedrooms and one living room.But on the day she received the keys, she excitedly sent text messages to them one by one.There is a close friend in the boudoir who replied to her: It's really hard for you. You have been married to him for so many years to have such a residence. I hope that in a few years, he will let you live in a bigger house.She smiled when she saw it, but she didn't make any excuses, but turned around and walked to the window where she could see the clear water and blue sky.She listened to the seagull singing happily not far away, and the siren of the sea ship came intermittently; the tears that had accumulated for so long finally flowed down as much as they wanted.He hugged her firmly behind his back and said, in the future, I will definitely give you a more spacious house.Leaning on his chest, she replied softly like she did in the small hotel down the mountain a few years ago: But, as long as I have you, that's enough.

(End of this chapter)