[Gao] One hundred things about liking

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If you pay attention carefully, you will find that he turns the ring between his fingers when he is nervous, bites his thumb subconsciously when he is concentrating on thinking, blinks his eyes unconsciously when he looks at you curiously, and raises his hand in an exaggerated gesture when he laughs. The preparatory posture, lowering your head and looking away when being praised by you, actually exploded with joy in your heart.

If you pay attention carefully, you will find the tired dark circles under his eyes, the recurring back injury after being chased by fans, the secret and silent touch after the team won the award, the sleep of less than four hours after running around all day, and the heavy siege at the airport exhaustion and grievance.

But you don't.

You are busy with the upcoming concert, the variety show strongly invites you to host, the upcoming activities and announcements, you are in the middle of singing and hosting, and there is a sudden plagiarism incident.You are exhausted physically and mentally, and you are still struggling in the center of the whirlpool day after day.

But when you meet, it seems that you have abandoned all the tiredness and difficulty.You stare at each other and laugh out loud, put your arms around each other and touch your head, he pinches your face and laughs and says it looks like you have less flesh, and then deliberately pinches your chin with your mobile phone to take a photo.You are a picky eater and pick out a plate of colorful vegetables and fruits, and he keeps talking to you and eats the vegetables you picked out, and even asks his assistant to buy a cheeseburger from KFC next door during the show break.You were so tired that you fell asleep against the corner of the wall, and he came over to add a blanket for you, and then quietly followed everyone who came in to point their fingers.You see that his hair is messed up, you beckon him to come over, and then you deliberately mess up his hair even more, and you are pressed on the chair by him to tickle, yelling for mercy.While begging for mercy, you saw Actor Bai rolling his eyes.

He dyed his hair back to black, you laugh at him like a young and Dangerous kid in Kowloon Bay.He curled his lips in displeasure, and in a blink of an eye he couldn't keep his face from being teased by you.

The physics teacher told you that the effects of force are mutual, so you make up things and include the ethereal and illusory feelings in this force.

You think, you like him a lot.He should also like you very much.

He pondered for a long time, wondering whether you like the black hair more now, or the yellow hair before.

It wasn't until the next day that the agent vetoed his request to dye his hair.

He was a little wronged, and then he convinced himself in the mirror that you prefer him with black hair.Like he prefers you with black hair.

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At the end of the year, you finally had time to go back home. Before the fire, you spent a lot of time at home every year, chatting with your parents.Who would have thought that even the time to go home during the Chinese New Year has to be squeezed to make room for it.

Everything at home is the same as before, you lie on the sofa and listen to the tailor Zhou talking about peeling apples for you.Your eyes stay on her callused hands. With those hands, she chopped up apples and stuffed them into your mouth. Then she used those hands to tie up her hair and go to the kitchen to cook. You can faintly see a large piece of silver hidden in her hair. Si suddenly wanted to cry.

People have their own life and death, and you know more about reality than other people since you were young. Even if you are jumping and frolicking on stage when you become famous, you always inadvertently reveal a pessimistic and reclusive attitude in the lyrics.

A friend around you made fun of you at such a young age, but you hide an old man over fifty years old in your heart. You squinted your eyes and smiled, so you made a joke about it and made everyone laugh.

You are like two poles of contradiction, on the one hand, you are the energetic little boy, on the other hand, you are the gloomy old man.While the sun was hanging, there was a thunderstorm.

Countless fragments are mixed and spliced ​​together, thus making you who you are today.

You turn on the TV and skip having your own show.I checked Weibo, and there happened to be his video.

He stood on the stage with no expression on his face, as if he was too disturbed to act stiffly.He dyed his hair again, and painted the exaggerated eyeliner of the Korean star assembly line.When he accepted the award, he didn't say anything, and he didn't smile. Standing with a few Weibo celebrities, it seemed that the stars were all gone.

You watch it once, and the playback ends.So you open it and read it again.

You think that he is loved by everyone, and you think that a person like him will move forward dazzlingly even in the dark.You've seen him wiping his sweat in embarrassment after eating chili peppers, the grimaces he made to make you wrinkle on purpose, and even crying while holding his parents in the background.You have seen many of him, never doubted, and firmly believed in him.

Now you are strongly shaken.When you look at him, it's like looking at a stranger, and it's like looking at yourself on the screen.You try to remember what it was like to shake some boring baggage on stage and watch the audience not laugh.You wonder if he, like you, loathes himself at certain moments.

You were also a teenager, so you liked his eyebrows and eyes, admired his attitude, and felt soft-hearted for the firmness in the brows and eyes of the young man.

The weird and stubborn old man in your heart has persisted all your life, and still makes you stubbornly retain the attitude of a teenager.

So when you see him again, you hug your little boy.Sing him your favorite song.

I don't want to die and I don't want to live like this

I'm going to sing, I'm going to dance, I'm going to yell

I want to laugh, I want to cry, I want to be funny

I want to let myself float in the sky*

You think this song is very interesting, Le squinted his eyes, and he also let out a laugh, touching your head to head.You are sitting in the narrow stair corridor next to the lounge, and there is a lot of noise outside.You played around like a child for a long time, and the director shouted your name loudly around.

You responded, then turned around.

He smiles at you.

You think, there is probably such a thing as love in this world.

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The author has something to say:

postscript:

I started writing this story last summer, watched the video and mended it. Now that winter is almost over, I finally finished writing it.

After sorting it out, I wrote nearly [-] words, most of which were written on a whim.It is very pleasing to see someone leave a message saying that after reading this article, I feel warm.

The states are different when the jokes are written. I like to analyze my personality and style, and write some nonsensical speculations and details.The rest of the article is basically writing about stream-of-consciousness and love.The theme of the story is about love.

The more Zhang Wei writes, the more difficult it is to figure out, like a contradictory polyhedron. After writing one side, he finds that there is another side.He is playing punk, obsessed with death, obsessed with darkness, but somewhere in his heart he yearns for light.There is something about Wang Jiaer that is attractive to him.In fact, Wang Jiaer is not synonymous with sunshine and simplicity. Although he is enthusiastic and energetic, his approach to things is cautious and bold, which is also composed of contradictions.What a complex individual people are, the difference is that they show more of that side.They have the characteristics of each other, and the three views are very compatible and attract each other. This is probably the reason why I like to write this pair the most.

Thank you for liking this story with nothing but love.

If you can leave some thoughts or suggestions, I would really appreciate it.I probably won’t write about the Gawei couple anymore, I’m going to focus on the new wall.

The story is over, see you next pair of CPs.