I can't run away after agreeing to fall in love

Quiet, is the environment I like.

Shen Shitang walked among the rows of bookshelves, leaning against the wall with his back slumped, flipping through the books in his hands, only hearing the rustling of flipping through the papers, a gust of wind happened to blow, making the wind chime at the door shake a bit, Shen Shitang buckled the book and went out Walk.

Whether it is long or short, four years is enough to meet many people and forget many things.The fleeting time slips away from the fingers like the shadow of a tree in a day, and it can't be kept, and the mood changes.

Now I can do whatever I want with a relaxed body. There are no tedious things and unnecessary people, and I have moved away from the original place. The only troublesome thing may be Xiaoguai. It seems that he is not familiar with this place and has lived here for three years. The new environment has become a lot more melancholy.

Shen Zhitang once took Xiaoguai back to look at it, only to realize that the house has changed hands many times, and now it is lived by a newly married couple.

The new home is not too big, after selling the house and car, and paying back Ai Chu's money, at least it's settled.

In the end, Tang Aichu and Wang Xiao still broke up. He occasionally came to him a few times, avoiding the topics he wanted to talk to him. In the end, let him go and contact him from time to time. It can be regarded as an account of the past. To commemorate.

As soon as he went out, he saw a familiar car. Shen Shitang definitely had no intention of saying hello to anyone, so he just stood there, and then the car window gradually fell, revealing a mature man's face, and smiled at himself.

When the wind blows, the man's forehead hair falls a little.The road surface is a bit wet, and the streets that have just passed the sprinkler make the street smell of dust.

Shen Zhitang thought that he probably had a first love complex, and there was no way to erase the image of Tang Aichu from his heart at once. He just said that seeing him now, he didn't feel any throbbing, and it was normal.Unable to forget, but also refused to have a deeper relationship.

Tang Aichu knocked on the window of the car that hadn't fallen down yet, "Why are you standing there stupidly, get in the car?"

"Why are you here?" Shen Shitang approached.

"You forgot about the art exhibition you promised." Tang Aichu looked at his watch, "I didn't find you when I went to your house, and you have no class today. I bet you are here."

Shen Zhitang smiled helplessly. It's not that he has never refused, and he also knows that his current life is simply boring. Three points and one line. He said it was the old man's art exhibition that he liked very much, but in the end he didn't particularly want to go.

After getting in the car, Shen Zhitang opened the memo and deleted the note "Go to the art exhibition with Ai".

Tang Aichu watched Shen Shitang click and click on the phone, and then became dazed again, looked at the book in Shen Shitang's hand, and curled his lips, "I remember you memorized this poem by heart, so you want to buy it again? "

After being pointed out, Shen Zhitang bowed his head, and the three characters "To Oak Tree" were gently laid out on the cover. His fingernails were often trimmed, and there would be no traces if he gently scratched them.

Did not hear Shen Shitang's reply, Ai Chu continued: "At that time, what was said to ask you to go up to perform and recite made you anxious, so you just held this poem and read it. Let me think about it, is it the second year of junior high school or the third year of junior high school? "

"Forgot." Shen Zhitang smiled, "When you get old, you can't remember anything."

Tang Aichu patted the steering wheel, tilted his head, "You haven't changed, and you're not old, at least in my heart."

Shen Zhitang didn't answer, and only opened his mouth when the car stopped slowly. After thinking for a long time, a few words popped up, "Don't waste your time on me, you are no better than before."

Tang Lin died of illness, Tang Weiping retired, and the only one left behind, Ai Chu, became the president of the Tang Corporation. Even so, Tang Yingqiu never came back, so he could only re-understand this person's life from a few words, and it had nothing to do with him after all.

Tang Aichu got out of the car, and the two of them just looked at each other across the car, and closed the door, "It's not a waste of time to be with you." Seeing that Shen Shitang was still clutching the book he bought, "Put it in the car, It’s inconvenient to hold it in your hand.”

After listening to the words, Shen Shitang followed Tang Aichu into the exhibition hall.

Tickets for the late old gentleman's art exhibition were hard to come by, and Shen Shitang also knew that Tang Aichu had the ability to get this opportunity to enter, even a VIP channel.

There were very few people in the venue, and there were whispers. Shen Shitang stood there and didn't know where to go, and then he heard the people around him laughing, "Why are you staying the same as before? Walk."

Just after speaking, Tang Aichu stretched out his hand to Shen Shitang, feeling icy cold, and the moment he touched it, Shen Shitang flicked his hand away as if excited, and the whole person took a few steps back as if stressed.

Feeling something was wrong again, Shen Shitang quietly put his hands behind his back. At that time, Tang Aichu's hands were still in mid-air, and he silently put them back to his sides, and let them hang down naturally.

Shen Zhitang himself is not sure what such feelings are, but the only thing he can be sure of now is that since when did he seem to dislike Tang Aichu's touch, even if his skin longs for a kind of warmth, it seems that he can't give it to him. of.

Shen Zhitang's facial features are already gentle, but they are more three-dimensional and sharp when viewed from the side. His eyelashes are curled up and curled up. Whenever he encounters something that makes him nervous, he will close his eyes. His eyelids tremble, making his eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings. Basking in the sun, I usually don’t smile much, and my skin is white without any wrinkles. Like white porcelain, it is fragile and beautiful.

Tang Aichu felt a little thirsty in his throat, and he was sure that he didn't like men, but the man in front of him could ignite his desire to conquer, he just needed to do it step by step.

Knowing that Tang Yingqiu had something to do with him was also accidental, or it would be a very interesting thing for his arrogant brother to see this person throwing himself into his arms.

"I won't eat you again, why are you so afraid of me?" Tang Aichu took two steps back and said slowly, "There is food in the corridor on the far left, you can just walk along the railing line, it's my consideration What do you think of the lack of thoughtfulness, and seeing it separately from you?"

"Yes." Shen Zhitang nodded.

After Tang Aichu walked away, the surrounding air seemed to be much more relaxed, and he had more free time to watch and think. He hadn't mentioned it before, and he didn't know that Tang Aichu would take a sentence from more than ten years ago to his heart.

This made me very upset again, and I always felt that there was something strange.

With the strength of the head, it is difficult to pay attention to the footsteps, and I don’t know where I ran around. I can’t find the railings anymore. I can only walk along the whole lobby. The decoration is a bit like a maze. The theme of this exhibition is "mystery ·language".

"paricis'il-vous-plait." (This way please.)

Just when I was struggling to find an exit, I suddenly heard a magnetic male voice. I only knew it was a foreign language, but I didn't know what language it was. I just captured this voice in my memory.

A heart hung in his throat, and he was afraid that it was really him. He wanted to explore but also wanted to shrink back. He stood still and couldn't move. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Shitang hurried away again, fearing that it was him.

Waited until I was mentally prepared to realize it was just a waiter and asked myself if I needed help.

Yes, how could he come back?

I began to reject Tang Aichu's approach, but I always appeared in a trance when he appeared beside me. This was a side effect that I didn't expect.

He didn't even think that he would have such a big impact on himself.

Shen Zhitang laughed at himself, seeing Tang Aichu who was still appreciating the paintings in the venue, in fact, he should not be regarded as appreciating paintings, anyway, he is also the president of a company group, and in such an art exhibition, it is inevitable to meet some acquaintances, There is always a conversation.

I no longer have the interest to see the art exhibition, just sitting on the sofa on one side and waiting for someone, then I stopped waiting altogether, said goodbye and left first, this place is not very far from my new home.Sitting on the sofa at home, I realized that I seemed to have forgotten the book in Tang Aichu's car, but when I looked up, I could see my bookcase, which was full of this book, declaring my dominance.

Only after he left did I realize that I didn't seem to know him much. I was obviously older than him, but everything about him seemed to be accommodating to me. The only thing that left the deepest impression on me was this poem. , according to him, even this poem is about himself.

It seems that the more I live, the more I go back, and the more I live, the more immature I become.

There was a knock on the door, Xiaoguai ran the fastest, Shen Shitang followed and opened the door, Xiaoguai walked around at the person's feet and then sat back on his box sleepily.

Shen Zhitang looked at Gu Yuxi who was standing at the door, and went to fetch slippers to invite someone in.

"I'm going to trouble you again to read the paper for me."

"It's very well written." Shen Zhitang went to the kitchen to pour water. Gu Yuxi often came, so there was a cup he used at home.

Gu Yuxi tilted her head and said with a smile: "It can be better, so good that you want to be my mentor."

"You know, I don't have the idea of ​​bringing students, it's a custom." Shen Shitang took a sip of water, and his dry lips became rosy after being wetted by the water, like a cherry that was about to be picked.

Gu Yuxi lowered her head, and asked tentatively: "Then can you break this routine for me? I really don't know how to socialize with people, and people I don't know well will make me feel flustered."

Shen Zhitang joked, "I'm super strict and fierce. If you don't do well, I will punish you until you do it well."

"But I'd still like to, okay?"

Gu Yuxi's eyes were full of sincerity, which reminded Shen Shitang of Tang Yingqiu's 22 years old. During such a special period of time, he was lying on Qiuhu, vowing to burn everything and burn people's hearts.

In a daze, Shen Zhitang also forgot what he said, but Gu Yuxi looked very happy when he left.

It's not that he doesn't understand what he has in mind for him. He hasn't mentioned it to himself, and it's not convenient for him to bring the topic to it. It's helpless, but he always feels a little owed. As for who the owe is to, I can't tell the difference, but if I treat him better, it seems that it will alleviate the pain in my heart.

Shen Shitang opened the curtains, made himself a cup of tea, leaned on the tatami, and saw the afterglow of the setting sun, the sky turned from golden yellow to purple, and the autumnal equinox was approaching.

The phone is still there, but I didn't dare to dial it through. I accidentally slipped my hand to call it some time ago, and I answered it. I was scared to death, but the other side was silent all the time, and I heard the wind from time to time.

Silence covered the entire planet, and the thousands of universes in his eyes were also frozen.

Spring dies of old age.

The author has something to say: "paricis'il-vous-plait." (This way please.) French via Google Translate