Divergent

This time it was a dream again, and I have always spent long nights in a half-dream and half-awake state recently.

This dream in the early morning brought me back to the summer two years ago. In the dream, I met her again, but this time I forgot in the dream that we had already separated. After she took my hand, we moved towards Walking towards the end of the field, the stream in the field shone cleanly like crystal.From time to time we rejoice over a small fish or shrimp in the field, and we admire the beauty of the world.She squatted on the ridge of the field and admired the small worlds in the water in a daze, just like she was immersed in the stars in the sky.

I suddenly "woke up" her and said, "Yao, come here." She looked at me in surprise and stood up, asking, "What's wrong?"

"Come here if I tell you to come here, why are there so many words?"

"Oh." She walked towards me, and I hugged her tightly.At first she was still a little overwhelmed, but after a while she also hugged me tightly, we hugged each other without saying a single unnecessary word.There is only the sound of running water in the field, and occasionally there is an earthy aroma.There seems to be a feeling in our hearts, but we don't know what the feeling is, so we hug each other tightly in such a tacit understanding, as if we are hugging a fleeting dream.

The sun was setting and the setting sun was like blood, so I loosened my hands lightly, only to hear her say: "It's dusk, if I don't go home, I will be scolded." I nodded, and she said: "Then let's eat together tomorrow." Let's have breakfast!" I said, "Okay, I'll treat you." She smiled and said, "No, AA. You won't get paid for nothing!" I also laughed: "Stupid you! What merits and rewards? The two of us still need to talk about this? Besides, do you still owe me less? When will you pay it back? "

She asked puzzledly, "What do I owe you?"

"You owe me a century of kisses and a century of hugs."

I don't know why this sentence just blurted out of my mouth.I'm also asking myself why I say that.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my eyes, and my roommate's familiar voice came from the sky: "Weng Wensheng, are you awake! It's almost seven o'clock!"

(One)

It's been a year since I was separated from her, and the winter solstice is approaching, and it's a city that never snows, but I love this city deeply, and love the cold at this moment.Maybe it's because I feel that everything around me is eroded by the cold just like my heart, so I feel that the world seems to be somewhat fair.I like cold, cold wind, and winter even more.

This is a small town on the edge of the metropolis, a small town forgotten by the bustling.It used to be only run through by a dilapidated concrete road, and every time a car passed by on the concrete road, it would raise dust all over the sky.There are no buildings with more than seven floors, no factories, and no KTVs.There are only rapeseed flowers all over the mountains and summer nights with cicadas singing.

Three years ago, I didn't come for a change.Three years later, I had to change for one person here.

The first time I met her was at the end of spring two years ago. When she transferred to a small town, I was still writing at my desk in the classroom. I only felt that there was a sudden noise outside the window, and the students were all gathered together to discuss something.At this moment, I was pulled and dragged to the back door of the classroom by several strong figures. The buddies said that there was a new classmate in Class 3, she was a girl, and they said they had to see what he looked like.I was equally excited when I heard the news, maybe all dicks are the same.

But to be honest, I really didn't see her face very clearly, but I just saw the girl's clothes from such a distance: denim clothes and the same denim pants, and a pair of sneakers.She followed behind her mother at a loss, with her peaked cap lowered, like a child who has made a mistake.

Speaking of my acquaintance with her, I'm actually a bit cheap.

Wang Zhi is one of the best buddies in my junior high school, we are a funny combination.One time, on the way home from evening self-study, he suddenly said to me very shyly: "Weng Wensheng, actually...how can I tell you, I seem to like the new girl from class 3." As a brother, I I'm happy for him, I haven't heard him say that for a long time, and I'm more excited than he is about the upcoming happy event.I patted him on the shoulder confidently and said: "You should have said it earlier! I will definitely help you. Tomorrow I will go to Class 3 to find an acquaintance and ask QQ to help you find out." So I added that girl's QQ.I told her my name is Wang Zhi, and started to contact her on QQ.She told me her name is Yao Qian, what a strange name.I replied very calmly: "I am even short of money than you, and I didn't call it shaking money." She smiled, maybe she knew that her name actually sounded good.I chatted with her a lot, and found that she was quite easy to get along with. After I got to know each other basically, I asked her if I could go with her after studying at night and after school.She said that if we met, we would be together, and I said yes.In fact, I just want to find a chance to see her appearance clearly.

After school the next day, I recognized her thin body from behind at a glance, and I immediately called out: "Yao Qian..." When she turned around, her beautiful long hair was like a layer of veil, and our eyes were drawn to her. So intertwined.It turns out that she is so beautiful, as if she has accidentally traveled from a painting of beauties in the Han and Tang Dynasties to the present world. Probably the beauty of the city in Li Yannian's poems is like this.Her charming eyes, when I saw them for the first time, I was pulled into the bottomless lake by a gentle soul, those eyes that make people fall into the water may kill most of life .This is the first time I know what is meant by "If you don't meet on the Jade Mountain, you will meet under the moon on Yaotai". Her beauty cannot be interpreted by ordinary Cihai. Maybe Xu Zhimo will feel powerless when he sees her.She is completely better than Daiyu's "two eyebrows that seem to be frowning but not frowning, and a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy".

When I got home, I told her that my name is not Wang Zhi, but Weng Wensheng.

Gradually, our relationship became better and better, and we even "called brothers and sisters".The strange thing is that she doesn't speak the dialect here, but Mandarin.She told me that she is actually from here, but because of some family matters, she went to Xinjiang since she was a child, so she has been speaking standard Mandarin, and her voice is indeed very pleasant, as gentle as water.There is no better sound in the world than this.

In order to communicate with her better, and to make her not feel that speaking Mandarin here is a kind of alien, I also started to try to speak substandard Mandarin and practice it every day.Although she told me later that my voice is actually very nice, but that's another story.

Belatedly, I fell in love with her.when I wasn't ready.

Maybe Wang Zhi noticed something about my state. Wang Zhi took the initiative to find me during the break and said, "Wen Sheng, I actually told you that I liked that girl just to tease you, so don't take it to heart." It can be seen that his indifferent appearance is all pretended.In front of friends and love, he took the initiative to choose friends, but I seemed so selfish and despicable.

But even if Wang Zhi withdrew, so what, my opponent still has the word "men" behind it.I heard that she rejected all those suitors one by one, but I still went to tell her that I liked her with a thick face without self-knowledge.But as expected, I also became one of the rejected people, and she just rejected her kindness with a smile.She said that she had to wait until she was in college to talk about it. She didn't like the sneaky love on campus.I understand what she said, but I still choose to wait for her stubbornly.

In the end, the paper couldn't contain the fire, and somehow the matter of liking her was spread to the teacher's ears, and I was visited at home.When all kinds of pressure came to me and made me unable to breathe, I still chose to give up. After all, I may not be able to wait for the answer I want for a lifetime.

I finally dragged my tired body and told her: "Yao Qian, I'm sorry, I won't wait for you anymore, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you." But unexpectedly, she hugged me tightly the moment I finished speaking, "Don't leave me..." she whispered.It still feels like a dream to me, but that's how we got on.This incident let me know: people who believe in love will always have miracles, and love is sometimes such an unexpected thing.

She said that I was her first love, how do you make me believe that such a beautiful girl has not had a few ignorant loves in this era?Later I found out that she had been secretly in love with a boy named Bao Li in Xinjiang, so she never had a boyfriend.I was a little proud of being someone else's first love by accident.I also asked her why she chose me. I can hardly remember those reasons. Maybe it is the best reason as long as she is by my side.

She and I are both commuters.Moreover, our home is not far from the school, but the journey of more than ten minutes is always dragged by us. The way home is a narrow path.I remember the first time I walked on it with her, I turned around and held her slender hand, her delicate face was instantly red and hot.She hid her blushing face behind me, for fear of being seen, and she was so cute when she was shy.

But later, she no longer hid behind me so shyly, she would take the initiative to ask me for a hug, of course I would not be stingy.But when she faced her friends and me, she was still a different person.In the eyes of friends, she is an unrestrained little lunatic, but she pretends to be a quiet lady in front of me.

One night not long after we fell in love, she gave me a box of presents, and I ran home with great joy to open it.Inside is full of thousands of paper cranes, the paper cranes are very beautiful, as thin as her.At the bottom of the box were a few notes, on which it was written: "Take apart the paper crane!" I was about to explode, a clumsy man like me couldn't even fold it, let alone take it apart.It is also impossible for me to tear apart the things that my beloved has worked so hard to fold for me, so I had to open them obediently - a small box of paper cranes took me nearly an hour, haha.

When you take it apart, you can see that there are words written by her in each thousand paper cranes.She called me "Xianggong" for the first time on the paper crane, with a retro warmth. From that day on, I also called her a lady when we chatted. Of course, I wouldn't call her that when we were face to face, otherwise people would definitely think it was right. Couples have brain problems.She said I was her honey now, and she was a big bee.She also told me that she actually wanted to promise me a long time ago, but she never talked about it. She was afraid of failure, so she was very cautious.

In addition to these, there are many, many more written on Thousand Paper Cranes.For the first time, I really felt what it means to be loved, which was different from the sweet words I had heard before.That is from her pure and sincere love.My tears came down, they were tears of happiness, and it was also the first time I shed tears because of the word "happiness".That day, I suffered from insomnia, and that was blissful insomnia.In the early morning after insomnia, in my dream, I saw the two of us with silver hair. We held hands and walked with difficulty on a road covered with maple leaves.We kept walking, walking, like there was no end.Even though her face was pale and gray, I was still very grateful to this person beside me. Looking at the wrinkles on her face, I shed tears of happiness in my dream.

I remember once she told her mother directly that there was a boy in our school who was handsome and had top grades, who could play basketball and match clothes.But her mother is someone who has been there after all. Hearing what she said, she said straight to the point: "Then do you like that boy very much?" She immediately fell silent, nervously not knowing where to hide.This is what she told me, and I laughed at her for not having a brain, just like a pig.

We made an agreement to go home together after school, and whoever gets out of school first must wait for the other party at the school gate.So we had another chance to send each other home. We held hands and walked through that narrow path countless times. We had a friend named Street Lamp who witnessed our story every day, watching us approach and go far, from acquaintance to love.

Think of us at that time as hibiscus with two pedicles, inseparable.I always hope that the way home can be longer, preferably so long that I can't finish it in my life.When I'm with her, I always feel that the whole world is full of her hair fragrance, no matter where the wind can bring her whispers, like a drop of water on the fingertips, willingly.