Reborn love is not sweet talk

Like two lines that occasionally intersect, Xiao Jiang felt that after a strange night of drunkenness, he and Bai Zijing returned to the original parallel lines that never intersected, and ran towards different directions.

This year, Xiao Jiang was 25 years old. His heart was between excessive vicissitudes and eternal childishness. Sometimes he showed open-mindedness after excessive vicissitudes, as if he could see through the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the world, and the peace that can only be achieved after experiencing life and death. ; Sometimes, he behaves more naive thinking than an eight-year-old child. In cognition, black and white are black and white, like is like, and dislike is hate. He didn't learn to leave his emotions in the gray area after he grew up.

However, this side rarely appears. Even Xiao Jiang himself does not know that his heart may stay at the age of eight forever. There is a cute little boy who is mischievous and funny, huddled in the corner, and does not make a sound. No one knows. his presence.

In a blink of an eye, Xiao Jiang has been sent abroad for two and a half years, and his next stay will be in Europe, and he finally returns to a popular city. He will rewrite a series of latest travel information for the magazine for half a year, focusing on towns with rich history, Mainly manors, castles, etc.

February 2th in the new calendar happens to be the Spring Festival of this year. The working group decided to take a ten-day long vacation to let all the staff go back to have a good rest. Speaking of which, half of the people have benefited from Xiaojiang and his group of Chinese people. Everyone was very happy, and after thanking each other, they went their separate ways.

There are still three days before the first day of the new year, Xiao Jiang dragged his suitcase out of the airport, his coat was a bit flimsy, there was no way for them to rush back from the subtropical zone.

Watson was jumping and yelling as soon as he got off the plane, and he was so cold that Xiaojiang didn't care about him anymore. He has been pestering him for more than three years. The first time he bumped into Watson's one-night stand, I realized that I was too serious.

He has never been in a serious relationship before. Xiaojiang can't figure out what people like Watson do. He always thinks that liking is the purest emotion, and he will never talk about liking while having physical sex with other people. touch.

It's not disgusting or something, Xiao Jiang couldn't say it, he stubbornly insisted on some words like sacred in his mind.

Watson didn't care too much, he tried his best to chase after a while without any results, and then started a short-term relationship again. When the short-term relationship was over, he began to pursue with all his strength. Get the temperature from elsewhere, otherwise you will be frostbitten by Jiang.

Xiao Jiang once joked, "You are not in a relationship, I think it is to vent your carnal desire. When you are done venting, kick people away." Watching Watson want to defend himself, Xiao Jiang shook his head to stop him, and continued: "I became your sad drama It’s a shield in the middle of the road.”

Watson was stunned at that time, and he didn't come back to his senses for several days.

This joke was made almost two months ago, which is strange. Since then, Watson has never said "I like you" to Xiao Jiang, but some behaviors of eating tofu still remain unchanged.

"Are you sure you want to go home with me for the New Year? You can only stay in a hotel, just go back to my elder brother's house for a New Year's Eve dinner." Xiao Jiang looked at the huddled Watson, and asked amusedly.

"Go, go, go, I'm so cold. I have been to China so many times, and I haven't had a New Year's Eve dinner yet, but I am looking forward to it. Besides, I will go to see Dajiang..." Watson urged with several bags of gifts in his arms with.

Xiao Jiang couldn't figure out what he had bought. Anyway, after persuading him once, Watson still insisted on bringing gifts, so Xiao Jiang let him go.

Watson and Da Jiang are not strangers. Because of Xiao Jiang's relationship in the United States, Watson worked hard on Da Jiang. Unfortunately, for some reason, Da Jiang really didn't understand his hints, so that Watson said Xiao Jiang more than once in the past two years. It can freeze people to death, and Dajiang can fill people up.

Dajiang added a lovely daughter, who has just turned one year old, and is just at the age of learning to walk and speak. She is pink and tender, and everyone loves her. Xiaojiang hugged her niece all night long, and Watson was quietly beside her. Said: "I'm really jealous that she is held by you."

Carefully holding the pink baby, Xiao Jiang's leg strength developed over the past two years directly kicked Watson away, and he had to use tough tactics to deal with Nougat. Before he knew it, Xiao Jiang didn't know that he was training Watson How thick-skinned you are.

"Oh, Da Jiang, look at how rude Jiang is. No wonder no girls like him. Why don't you just send him to my house, my parents like him very much..." Watson squeezed to Da Jiang, clutching his butt Side began his journey of persuasion.

Ye Ping smiled and looked at her brother-in-law, whom she didn't see twice a year, and felt that his complexion was good. Compared with when he returned to China two years ago, he was stronger, but he seemed a bit mature. Counting his age, he would soon be 28 years old. Yes, I was taken aback when I heard what Watson said.

Xiaojiang didn't feel anything at first, until Ye Ping asked him some topics sideways, and after summing it up, he actually wanted to introduce him to a girlfriend. Suddenly, the New Year's Eve dinner felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Perhaps it was Ye Ping who took the lead, and Da Jiang also intentionally or unintentionally probed his meaning. Compared with Ye Ping embarrassing Xiao Jiang, Da Jiang's words really made Xiao Jiang feel panicked.

On the evening of the New Year's Eve, and having another meal on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Xiao Jiang left his elder brother's house as if fleeing, leaving a sum of money quietly, leaving a letter asking his elder brother to come out and open a small restaurant by himself this year, without worrying about debts.

His second book was written faster than expected, coupled with the translation of the first book, and the work has been going smoothly in the past few years, and most of it has been paid off one after another.

Watson was driven away by Xiao Jiang the next day, and Xiao Jiang didn't want to see the culprit at this time.

"Lanlan, it doesn't matter if you like men or women, as long as you like them, it doesn't matter. It's hard work outside, it's good to have someone who knows what's cold and what's hot. Is my brother dragging you down? I think your colleague Wo What Sen said makes sense, why don't you consider taking a look?..."

He roughly said something else. Xiao Jiang thought over and over again, but he didn't understand what it meant that his brother dragged you down. It was obviously because his illness dragged down the family, and he didn't understand what Watson said made sense. Could it be that he didn't have a girl? If you like it, just follow Watson...

Or maybe when I was young, my temper came all day long and I was only accompanied by my brother, which brought out the habit of sticking to my brother, so that I couldn't figure out whether it was because I liked my brother that I would not be tempted by girls?

Even when he was a student who couldn't run or dance, Xiao Jiang was still a handsome guy with a good personality and excellent academic performance. He received many love letters and threw away all of them. Did he know his heart at that time?

The content of the second book contains a little bit of this experience, but it is definitely not a restoration, but Xiaojiang remembers that the ending is clearly the protagonist who suddenly realized after many years-it turned out that it was just an extremely fragile and pure attachment, even unrequited love. Secret love is not even considered, because at that time, there is only one person by my side.

is that so?Xiao Jiang asked himself countless times, and each time he always had no clear answer, but he thought maybe it was, and he figured out early on that attachment was just attachment to his relatives, the only relative.

In the book, he endows the protagonist with a happy ending—meeting someone who is truly in love, overcoming difficulties together through thick and thin, and finally living happily together.

Look, what a stylized storyline, but as soon as it was published, the sales volume surpassed that of the first book. The most powerful recommendation seems to be "a masterpiece that awakens the purest love in the bottom of my heart, an emotion worthy of life's love. "

Xiao Jiang shook his head, walked and smiled to himself, maybe he really felt that his life was exhausted in the book, but he couldn’t afford this recommendation, it’s a pity that the editor was very optimistic, and indeed the last editor’s words were correct, in short, Xiao Jiang For the time being, he has no desire to start writing a third book, and the chaotic thinking caused by a New Year's meal suffocates him like a paste.

Forget about important people.

When Xiao Jiang woke up in the middle of the night, he couldn't figure out whose voice was speaking in the nightmare.

In the early morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year, Xiao Jiang got up early as usual, had breakfast in the hotel cafeteria, was wrapped in a thick down jacket bought by his sister-in-law, and was about to go for a walk. It's a little long, and it makes my body feel a little chilly, but fortunately it's just a little cold, not like I'm going to catch a cold.

On the contrary, the walks that have lasted for more than two years have been maintained very well. Even if he is alone, Xiao Jiang can feel at ease.

Opposite the hotel is the river beach, what a beautiful view, Xiao Jiang sighed in his heart, walked slowly around the underground passage, and gave a red ticket to the young singer who was still out to perform on the street at this time, thinking of Pan Shu saying that he was the first day When he came to S city, he only brought ten yuan with him, and he didn't even have the money to climb the Pearl Tower, so he couldn't help but chuckled.

After many years in this city, Xiaojiang realized that he was not familiar with this city at all. He was busy adapting to the work of the magazine in the first year, and then went abroad for more than two years. Home, Pan Shu's house wandering around, and then rest and leave again, so there is really no leisure time.

But he is familiar with the city, the magazine has never stopped introducing the city, not to mention that there is a brother Zou Panshu who is a photographer, it is difficult not to see the scenery of the city, and it may be better than most of the dozens of locals. Many people are old.

However, there is no sense of belonging in my heart.

After walking not far, there is an open-air cafe open on the river beach near the Waibaidu Bridge. The river breeze is blowing, and the sun breaks through the clouds and softly falls on the ground, which adds a bit of festiveness, overshadowing the river breeze. cold.

Ordering a double glass of espresso, Xiao Jiang looked at the waves next to him in a daze, thinking that the river water has entered the sea, the fresh water has become salt water, the river water has become sea water, even the name disappeared, and he hurried all the way , falling from a peak several thousand meters into a river meandering here, in order to turn into a sea and annihilate oneself?

The reincarnation of fate is really an endless melancholy; with a sigh, everyone will be one at the end of life.

Xiao Jiang was meditating, his face was very calm, but others would feel that he seemed to have escaped from this world, with a feeling of going away, open-minded after going through vicissitudes.

"Jiang Lantian."

The pedestrians on the side left in a hurry, feeling a chill in their hearts, and actually felt that it was colder than this day.

It was all because a more elegant and dignified person suddenly appeared next to that handsome young man, but his eyes were so fierce that he seemed to swallow him up.

Xiao Jiang was startled, as if something had pierced the veil of fog, like lightning and thunder.He suddenly turned his head, and at some point beside him stood someone who he thought he would never see again.

"I haven't seen you for more than two years, don't you know me?" Bai Zijing's eyes were still sharp, and seemed to be more aggressive than before.

Xiao Jiang didn't know if it was an illusion, but he quickly recovered his calm expression, stood up and stretched out his hand, and said, "Hello, Bai Zijing. It's true that I haven't seen you for more than two years. I haven't thanked you for taking care of me last time."

The moment his name was called out indifferently, Bai Zijing felt in a daze. After all, this person was smoothed by the secular world?

I don't know whether it's the regret of letting go or the pain of time. Fortunately, it was only for a moment, so fast that people couldn't see clearly. Bai Zijing stretched out his hand and shook hands with Xiaojiang. I couldn't help but feel stagnant, and said: "It's cold, and although open-air cafes are romantic, they are not suitable for people with your body."

Xiao Jiang nodded in embarrassment, and naturally followed Bai Zijing's footsteps and walked out.

After a while, the waiter came over to take away the small bone china white coffee cup left behind after drinking it after paying first. Soon, this corner was deserted, as if the reunion of the two had never happened after more than two years.

Time froze in an instant.