Nancheng, nothing old.

Lu Yian!

I unconsciously pronounced these three characters again, at the end of March in the Yiwei year.The sun was warm and bright that day, even a little too much.Years ago, it rained for a long time, stretching from years ago to Lantern Festival, which was the first sunny day after the New Year.I went back to County J again. In my small room, Lu Yian upstairs has moved out and rented the house to a new resident, a student from No. [-] middle school, shared by a few girls, girls from [-]th and [-]th, early spring I wore a fresh thin shirt when I was a child, and every time I saw me, I would call me sister and sister.

Me, the youth at that time.The same is true, called Lu Yian Lu sister.

Lu Yi'an's room is occupied by a girl with ponytails. She also likes to open most of the windows and stare outside in a daze.

I still like, look at that window.

I moved the deck chairs to the balcony to bask in the sun. There are still wet water stains on the balcony, reflecting a few shallow white clouds and birds flying by from time to time.I was lying on a chair with the seven pages of 1984 covering my face to block the sun.

The breeze is cool and blows away all the heavy consciousness that has gathered in me.Accompanied by the wind, a familiar voice passed by my ears.

"George Orwell said that freedom is the freedom that two plus two equals four. If this is true, the rest are the same. I don't care how much two plus two equals. If one day, Qinghan and I can hold a briefing A simple wedding, no one in the world objects, that is my freedom."

Lu Yi'an sat next to me, flipping through the book that was covering my face, I sat up, and softly called out "Yi'an." The sun was hot and dazzling, so I had to lower my head and half-close my eyes.Another flock of birds flew across the sky, and the books on his body fell into the water with a bang, splashing a few splashes, and the flock of birds in the water suddenly dispersed.I think of Yian, she will never talk to me again in this life, unless it is in a dream.

Picking up the book in the water, water dripped on the new pants I just bought years ago, and I saw the words on the soaked cover, "One more person who reads Orwell, one more guarantee of freedom." But The only copy of "1984" that Yi'an gave me is already dirty.Regarding Lu Yian's freedom, just like this book, there is no way to recover it forever.When I think about it, my whole body hurts like when someone poked the back of my hand with a pen when I was a child. The blood mixed with ink flowed down my fingers, and there were screams and louder and louder discussions around me. pain.

Lu Yian, to be honest, I love her so much.From when I was 17 until when I was 24.I watched her change from a child to an adult, saw her become mature and stable, saw her, nothing but burdened.

She walked alone in the crowd and pushed me away.

My whole body was hurting, every knuckle was hurting, and I bent down in pain. The sun in early spring was scorching hot, making me sweat all over.

"Jiang Ming."

I raised my head, it was Lu Yiping.He was wearing a white shirt and trousers, and he looked quite handsome after being thin. His eyebrows and eyes were very similar to Lu Yian's, and his voice was also similar.

"Are you thinking about my sister again?"

"I dreamed that she was dead." She was dead, and just saying that made me sick.

Lu Yiping said with a smile: "Dreams and reality are opposite."

"My sister is fine now. The last surgery was successful. She and sister Qinghan have returned to Shanghai. My mother is happy now. As long as my sister is well, she won't say anything. Lu Yian is free."

"But this is a world where people's hearts are tested with blood in exchange for freedom."

"However, there is no absolute freedom in this world. Most people must be bound by their emotions."

Jiang Ming, my sister said, she will be your sister for the rest of your life, thank you.

Yep.

"A few little girls said that the water pipe is broken, so I'll come over and see, Jiang Ming, would you like to come to my house for a while?"

"No, I'm here to pack my luggage and go home."

"Then, I hope you will find your other half soon, Jiang Ming. I will get married in two years, and you must come."

“中新社华盛顿6月26日电，美国最高法院26日作出一项历史性的裁决，美国最高法的9名大法官以5比4的结果裁决同性婚姻合法，这意味着同性伴侣今后可在全美50个州结婚。”

When I saw this news, I was blowing on the air conditioner on the sofa when I received a call from Lu Jiang.Since returning to the city, I haven't looked for a job for a long time. I wrote some trivial articles, but they were accepted by magazines and got some tips.I have been in touch with Lu Jiang all the time, and know that she now has a stable girlfriend who is a junior school girl.

She said that she had the idea of ​​giving it a try at the time, and never thought that she could start over. It was not until May that she met someone A, someone A, the boy Wang Xiaoyu liked at that time in Shanghai.This matter has been in Lu Jiang's heart for many years. How can she accept the death of her childhood sweetheart, let alone accept that her lover has empathized with a man.

Until May, met him.

They just met each other, and he also had a new girlfriend. They didn't say anything in detail, let alone mentioned Wang Xiaoyu, but the moment she saw him, she figured it out inexplicably.

The Sri Lankan is dead, and the dead will never return.

She is doing well with her primary school girl now, and she may be planning to settle in Shanghai.

At that time, she called me with an excited tone: "Jiang Ming, read the news, same-sex marriage is legal across the United States."

"It's not that China is in a hurry."

"In the globalized world, the United States is like this. Is it too early for China?"

"It's still early in China."

I couldn't help pouring cold water on her, but I was also happy in my heart, so I quickly searched the web to read.Thinking of what Su Yan often said, times have changed.

I asked Lu Jiang, and after holding back for a long time, I finally couldn't help asking her before hanging up the phone.

"Do you know the latest news about Su Xin?"

"I haven't seen her for a long time. The last time was when she went back to Shanghai alone."

"Jiang Ming, are you going to find her?"

"No."

I changed the subject and told Lu Jiang about meeting Zhang He in March. At that time, she was shopping with her man with her stomach full. We just smiled at each other without saying anything.I haven't heard from Su Yan for a long time, and her WeChat and social media status haven't been updated for a long time. I think, maybe Zhang He doesn't know either.

Lu Jiang said, don't worry about other people's business, live your own life well.Whether it is sadness or joy is fate, and it is also my own hard work.

The thousand paper cranes that Su Xin gave me are still placed on my table row by row. Except for the last one, I haven’t opened any of them. I don’t know how many love words she said for me, but, there will be no more I don't want to disassemble it, so that I know it too clearly in my heart.

When he finally hung up the phone, Lu Jiang said, "Jiang Ming, if you miss her, go to her, don't let yourself regret it."

But, I really have no face to see Su Xin again.

In the past year and a half, we have never been in touch. Maybe in another year or two years, she has completely forgotten me, and I have completely forgotten her. We are in different cities, and there will be no intersection.

It's not worth it for me like this.

In July, I received a call from Lu Yian.

"Jiang Ming, Qinghan and I are going to hold a wedding in Beijing next month, will you come?"

The 28-year-old Lu Yi'an has finally come to the end of all hardships.In this world, lucky and unlucky people are always half and half.

"No, Sister Lu, I wish you happiness forever and ever. I'm going to go somewhere else next month. Before my mother urges me to find a job, urge me to find a partner. Have fun."

"fair enough."

Lu Yian smiled brightly on the phone.

That's fine, Jiang Ming, I will always thank you and hope you are happy.

"must."

But actually, it doesn't have to be.I need neither your blessing nor your thanks.

In the spring of 2016, I received a call from a stranger from another place. At that time, I was still at home and took a full year off.Mom said, Jiang Ming, it's time for you to find a job. Dad said, it's time for Jiang Ming to get married. I said, Lin Jiangming, let's start again.

I got that call, and she sang over there, "Happiness awaits without doubt, I know I can always love you like this."

"Jiang Ming, are you coming to Changsha?"

"it is good."

The sky was very white that day, the scenery I passed by was beautiful, the unknown flowers had just bloomed halfway, the sky was full of half-bright and half-dark clouds, the breeze blew up your hair and clothes, and the sorrow between your brows was blown away Concern, and the corners of the mouth tightly pursed.Gently blowing into my dream, you in my dream are smiling at me in the sun, all of a sudden your reflection is in my eyes, I suddenly want to love you like this until my face is full of wrinkles, You see, at the age of 25, I started to believe, about the love of your life.

Su Xin, I love you.

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The author has something to say: This article is over.

Thinking of that weekend, after working overtime,

Type these three words on the blank computer screen.

At the end of the full text, it was a year after the opening of the article, and it took a year to write a niche story that no one read.

The last paragraph, written at that time, was not yet twenty.I thought I would be in my twenties and beyond, to have a lifetime of love with someone.

However, it is a new beginning, and a new beginning.

For a lifetime, always tossing and touring.

This time, I hope that Su Xin will be Jiang Ming's last and mine.