REMIX

She seemed to be aware of my evasion, and called out to me from among the guests who were toasting to celebrate. The voice was like a small wave, which was instantly smoothed out by the wind like a sea tide.Compared with all the happiness and blessings, I hope that she will not find me—I am ashamed of this trivial hypocrisy, which exposes too many weaknesses that I am unwilling to admit—in this life worth remembering at the wedding.

But I can't wait.

I walked up to the man standing under the tree.

I had seen him a long time ago, on the way I wanted to escape, he was as far away from the crowd as I was, but he didn't look like a person who was left out.He was never one to be left out.He just has a kind of ability, a kind of ability that can always give me a warm nest for me to hide when I have nowhere to go, only he has.

I ironed the shirt on his body, I picked the perfume, and the last call on the phone was last night. I admired him when I was young, tasted the cigarettes he smoked, and wrote songs about him. I still remember how he looked when he was 19 years old, and met him on the day he lost his parents, but turned his back on him and ran the opposite road, going around for many years, and finally returned to the bar with no audience, unable to extricate himself fell in love with him.

He said that I will give you everything, and you have to straighten up and live well.

He said okay, listen to you, and marry me when you save enough money.

I suddenly realized that I couldn't waste another second.

"Mom, I'm sorry I don't have the courage to tell you now."

I looked at the woman who was chasing after her in a wedding dress, stuffing the bouquet of roses into the arms of Gong Junye, the crimson petals were scattered, I knew that everyone wanted to grab this bouquet at a Western-style wedding , because the bride's bouquet represents the gift of love, and the person who catches it will be favored by the god of love.

I gripped his hand tremblingly.

"This is someone I like."

Maybe it was because I was shaking so much that he misinterpreted this impulse as anxiety, thinking that I was eager for his support, and subconsciously wrapped my hand in his palm.

Xia Jie opened his eyes wide.

"I want to give him a home."

I imagined all kinds of obstacles, and possible questioning, even beating and scolding, before I was fully prepared to tell the secret that I had covered up for almost two years.However, when I spoke out under the dominance of reckless impulse, my brain emptied like a hurricane passing through, my thinking caught up with my instincts, and I figured out what reality I told her, and I was nailed down by guilt. On the ground, I can't move.

I don't say it sooner, I don't say it later, but I want to give her a blow on this good day that belongs to her. What the hell did I do?

I didn't dare to look directly into her eyes, but looked down at the white moccasins she was protruding from under the skirt. Her hands were grasping the clusters of white gauze on the skirt, as if she was about to tear them apart. Shanggong Junye took my hand, but I didn't want to let go.

No way.

She said, it's been a long time, hasn't it.

"Yes."

Gong Junye replied instead of me: "It will be the second anniversary next month."

I glanced at his face as calm as water, then turned back to look at Xia Jie.

"That's it."

She let go of her fingers, as if throwing away some burden that troubled her, the curved line at the corner of her mouth changed a few times, and finally turned into a hazy and slightly sour smile: "...that's pretty good."

So?

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Zhou Jingyang approaching. He was behind him with a hesitant expression on his face. He probably guessed what happened here, so he voluntarily gave up the right to speak.I know that among all bystanders, he can see the most clearly. He knows that there are some things that outsiders can't interfere with, so he didn't try to persuade or correct them at all.

All he could do was hold Xia Jie's arm with Zhou Jingyang, and said, it's windy, let's put on some clothes.

She pushed them all away and asked me, Xia Xi, do you know what you are doing?

I said I know.

"I am worthy of my heart."

She was startled, and accepted the short silence that followed.

"That's good."

She took a deep breath and tried her best to stretch the delicately drawn eyebrows. She put her hands together in front of her chest and shrugged her shoulders, as if clapping her hands happily.

"I hope you can tell mom about the two of you when you come back next time..."

I can't stand anymore.

I can't imagine how much she swallowed in those two understatement words just now that she couldn't accept, and I can't imagine that the heart disease that has troubled me for two years can be removed in this way. It's not real enough, but I know that I can't continue to stand here and do nothing, I can't even say goodbye, I pull Gong Junye to leave, but he holds me instead, and insists on finishing the last sentence.

"Thank you."

His fingers spread out and wrapped around the outline of my palm again, he bowed slightly and nodded to her, almost solemnly and earnestly.

"Happy wedding."

He took the bouquet away.

Only the two of us withdrew from this wedding ahead of schedule. When we left the restaurant, there was a square where the sun shone on the iron-black sculpture, and the dark green shade was luxuriant and quiet. Even at noon, there were few passers-by. Still holding such a large bouquet of roses, it is still misleading to look at.

At first I pulled him away, but later he pulled me and ran.

"Where are you going?" I asked him from behind.

"do not know."

I guess he would say the same, so there is no confusion in my heart.

"Let's go then."

"You just did."

We crossed the cobblestone road dormant in the green shade. There were a few people chatting and walking their dogs on the benches. The warm wind at noon made people almost fall asleep. He turned around suddenly. The flush hit him, and the May rose squeezed under my chin, and the tangy fragrance made me dizzy.

"Proposed to me."

He didn't speak loudly, but people around him still looked over. I simply put on a posture that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, "Yeah, how about it."

He probably has never seen someone come out so shamelessly when they come out of the closet.

"If you don't agree, I can go back to school."

I rolled my eyes bravely, my waist was tightened a little more, and my heart was beating so hard that I was about to spit it out.

"...It's really handsome."

I said words that could only appear in the mouth of a 16-year-old innocent girl, and I got goosebumps all over my body. Suddenly, he hooked my knees and hugged me horizontally, and his lips kissed me heavily through the petals.

"I'm in love with you again."

I'm going to explode.

"Go buy a ring."

"I said no! You are a prodigal!"

"You yell at me on the first day of your marriage, you are wronged."

You fucking put me down first!

"I was actually proposed by a child ten years younger than me," he couldn't stop laughing, "I'm so happy after this..."

"Exit..."

I suddenly felt that there was smoke in the seven orifices, and I couldn't afford to lose this person in broad daylight. In order not to lose my face, I hurriedly covered my face with flowers.

——Mom, I still have many stories about him and me that I can tell you.